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FROM   THE   LIBRARY   OF 


REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 


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MAR  27 1935 


HYMN  AND  TUNE  BOOK; 

CONTAINING  ABOUT  100*0  HYMNS, 

ADAPTED  TO   NEARLY  300  OF  THE  MOST  POPULAR  AND  USEFUL 
TUNES,   ANCIENT  AND   MODERN. 


FOR  USE    IN   PUBLIC  WORSHIP,  PRAYER,   CONFERENCE   AND    CAMP 

MEETINGS,    SUNDAY   SCHOOLS,    SEMINARIES,  AND 

THE   FAMILY   OR   SOCIAL   CIRCLE. 


BY 


G.  S.  STEVENS,  M.  D.  and  Rev.  W.  McDOjSaLD. 


BOSTON: 

HENRY  V.  DEGEN  &  SON,  22  CORNHILL. 

PROVIDENCE;   SNOW   &   GREENE,  29  WESTMINSTER  ST. 

TORTLAND;   BAILEY   &   NOTES. 

NEW   YORK;   SOLD  BY  MASON  BROTHERS,  5  &   7  MERCER  ST. 

CHICAGO;   S.   C.   GRIGGS   &   CO. 

I860. 


Bitered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1860,  by  G.  S.  Stkvens  &  Wm.  MqDoxald, 
in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  of  Rhode  Island. 


PEEPACE. 


A  growing  tendency  of  the  Churches  toward  the  primitive,  or  Congregational  method  of 
praising  Cod  in  his  Sanctuary,  is  an  encouraging  sign  to  all  true  lovers  of  sacred  song. 
Choira  arc  very  important  aids  in  the  performance  of  the  duty  of  sacred  praise  :  but  no 
Christian  congregation  has  any  moral  right  to  delegate  their  authority  and  power,  in  this 
respect,  to  a  select  body  of  ringers.  A  Church  becomes  spiritual  and  aggressive  in  propor- 
tion to  the  individual  activity  of  its  membership,  in  the  various  means  of  grace. 

It  is  afl  much  a  Christian's  duty  to  ring,  or  learn  to  sing,  if  he  can,  as  it  is  to  pray  or  speak 
in  the  hot'.se  of  Cod.  When  Churches  undertake  to  praise  God  by  proxy,  they  are"  but  little 
better  satisfied  with  the  singing  performances,  than  a  hungry  man  to  see  another  cat  a  hearty 
meal  for  hiM.  And  when  the  people  are  deprived  of  tin?  privilege  of  joining  in  tins  delightful 
part  of  public  worship,  their  minds  arc  at  leisure  to  note  defects  in  the  execution,  and  are 
devoid  of  that  sympathy  in  the  theme  and  execution  which  is  felt  by  the  performers.  Heme, 
in  many  places,  the  music  of  the  Sanctuary  has  come  to  be  the  common  theme  at  the  break- 
ing up  of  the  congregation  on  the  Sabbath,  either  for  vain  admiration,  or  cold  and  heartless 
criticism.  With  just  as  much  propriety  might  the  same  liberty  be  taken  with  the  prayers  of 
the  minister. 

The  fact  that  the  science  of  music  is  far  better  understood  by  the  people  now  than  it  was 
twenty  years  ago,  has  much  to  do  with  the  present  demand  for  congregational  ringing.  Since 
the  introduction  of  the  science  of  music  as  a  branch  of  study  in  the  Common  Schools,  the 
material  necessary  to  sustain  this  method  of  siuging  has  become  quite  abundant.  The 
'*  Union  P rarer  Meetings"  which  have  been  held  over  all  the  world  during  the  past  few  years, 
have  banished  the  idea  that  Organs  and  Choirs  are  indispensable  to  the  service  of  song  iu  the 
house  of  the  Lord. 

The  object  kept  constantly  in  view  in  the  compilation  of  this  work,  is  to  meet  the  growing 
demand  for  a  book  suitable  for  all  occasions  on  which  the  people  meet  to  praise  the  Lord. 

It  is  hoped  that  a  sufficient  number  of  Hymns  have  been  selected  to  answer  the  purpose 
intended  in  the  preparation  of  this  volume.  The  style  and  sentiment  of  the  Hymns,  it  is 
believed,  will  generally  be  found  adapted  to  the  tunes  to  which  they  are  set.  A  huge  number 
of  them  are  found  in  the  Methodist  Hymn  B<x>k,  and  such,  for  the  sake  of  convenience,  arc 
correspondingly  numbered.  Very  many  useful  and  familiar  Hymns  from  other  collections 
have  also  been  added.  There  will  frequently  be  found,  at  each  opening  of  the  book,  two 
tunes,  either  of  which  is  adapted  to  all  the  Hymns  upon  the  two  pages.  Commonly,  one  of 
these  is  a  well-known  tune,  and  the  other,  one  which  is  less  familiar,  but  equally  valuable  and 
pleasing,  with  some  exceptions,  perhaps,  when  once  learned. 

It  has  been  thought  best  to  introduce  a  few  celebrated  Chorals.  We  arc  informed  that  "in 
the  German  Churches,  the  congregation,  (sometimes  numbering  many  thousands,)  sing  the 
Chorals  in  unison,  the  organs  playing  the  harmonies.  The  Choral,  when  performed  under 
favorable  circumstances,  Buch  as  by  a  very  large  body  of  singers,  is  the  grandest  and  most 
soul-inspiring  of  all  compositions." 

The  "  Old  Folks'"  music  has  been  inserted  without  the  least  alteration.  If  one  begins  to 
harmonLt  these  immortal  tunes,  they  generally  die  under  the  operation.  To  use  the  felicitous 
sskm  of  the  late  Rev.  D.  H.  Mansfield,  in  his  Preface  to  the  "American  Vocalist"  in 
speaking  of  the  short-lived  music  of  modern  times — "  China  and  Windham  have  acted  as 
pall-bearers  for  half  a  century."  Such  an  old  master  as  Maxim  might  well  say,  "  What  I 
have  written  I  have  written.*'  The  aim  has  l>ecn  to  incorporate,  in  different  portions  of  the 
book,  a  choice  selection  of  the  most  delightful  and  popular  of  the  old  Jnguc  tunes.  Every 
congregation  should  iearn  to  sing  the  Paster  Anthem. 

Special  attention  has  been  paid  to  the  selection  of  music  adapted  to  social  or  vestry  meet- 
ing-;. The  tunes  will  undoubtedly  be  found  to  be  so  harmonized  as  not  to  offend  the  most 
fastidious  ear.  Although  the  arrangements  of  these  tunes  may  differ  somewhat  from  those  ia 
common  use,  vet  the  hurt  of  harmony  required  the  change. 


4  PREFACE. 

This  work  will  be  found  well  adapted  to  Sunday  Schools.  The  rising  generation  must 
learn  to  sing  sacred  music,  if  we  would  bring  congregational  singing  to  the  proper  standard. 
It  is  presumed  that  this  book  will  supply  a  desideratum  at  Camp  Meetings. 
We  have  made  special  arrangements  with  Dr.  Lowell  Mason  to  use  all  the  tunes,  of  his 
composition,  which  might  be  desired.  The  selections,  we  have  no  doubt,  will  be  approved  by 
all  lovers  of  sacred  song.  No  Hymn  and  Tune  Book  is  complete  or  popular  without  Dr. 
Mason's  tunes. 

We  take  pleasure  in  acknowledging  our  special  obligations  to  Mr.  F.  J.  Huntington,  Pub- 
lisher, for  permission  to  use  some  of  I.  B.  Woodbury's  excellent  tunes,  from  the  "Day 
Spring" — a  book  deservedly  popular,  and  worthy  of  the  man  whose  compositions  enrich  its 
pages,  and  whose  death  is  lamented  by  all  lovers  of  song.  Also,  to  Messrs.  "Brown  fr  Tag* 
gard,"  Publishers  of  the  "  American  Vocalist,"  (one  of  the  most  popular  music  books  ever 
published  in  New  England,)  for  permission  to  use  some  of  the  compositions  of  our  lamented 
friend,  Rev.  D.  H.  Mansfield,  now  in  the  land  of  song.  Also,  to  Prof.  W.  B.  Bradbury,  for 
some  of  his  best  compositions.  To  Dr.  T.  Hastings.  L.  O.  Emerson,  L.  T.  Downcs,  V.  C. 
Taylor,  O.  Ditson,  S.  Hubbard,  C.  W.  Beames,  G.  F.  Root,  Rev.  W.  H.  Oakley,  Rev.  J.  W. 
Dadmun,  Rev.  W.  F.  Farrington,  Rev.  E.  W.  Dunbar,  and  others,  for  valuable  original  com-- 
positions  and  arrangements.  Also,  to.Eben  Tourjce,  Professor  of  Music  in  the  Prov.  Conf. 
Seminary,  for  some  fine  old  Chorals,  with  which  these  pages  arc  enriched. 

Due  credit  has  been  given  for  all  Hymns  and  Tunes,  the  authorship  of  which  is  known. 

The  method  of  using  this  book  cannot  be  better  expressed  than  in  the  following  language, 
from  the  Preface  of  the  Sabbath  Hymn  and  Tune  book  : 

As  we  have  already  remarked,  Congregational  singing  may  be  led  by  a  Choir.  It  may  be  led  by  a  Precen- 
tor ;  yet  he,  if  he  is  truly  interested  in  his  work,  and  if  he  sustain  a  proper  relation  to  the  congregation, 
would  almost  immediately  gather  around  him  a  few  aiding  voices.  In  either  case  the  accompaniment  of  an 
Organ,  Organ  Harmonium,  or  Melodeon,  will  be  important.  The  choir,  who  lead,  most  be  content  to  sing 
in  a  plain,  simple  manner,  without  any  attempt  at  artistic  effect.  They  should  avoid  every  thing  which 
tends  to  confuse  the  congregation  or  to  discourage  the  general  participation  in  the  song  ;  and  they  should 
furnish  a  full  volume  of  sound  with  which  the  people  can  readily  unite.  It  is  better  that  all  should  sing  the 
melody,  at  least  until  the  congregation  become  very  thoroughly  acquainted  with  it,  and.  under  all  circum- 
stances, it  is  important  that  this  part  should  be  well  sustained  by  men's  voices.  The  singing  of  the  four 
different  parts  is  in  fact  singing  four  different  tunes,  and  this  causes  confusion  to  those  who  have  made  little 
musical  proficiency.  These  remarks  may  apply,  also,  in  part  at  least,  to  the  manner  of  playing  the  organ, 
which  should  have  for  its  constant  object  the  assisting  of  the  people,  all  the  people,  in  their  song,  and  should 
avoid  every  thing  having  a  tendency  to  mislead  or  confuse  them 

Tunes  should  be  used  with  which  the  congregation  are  familiar.  New  tunes  may  be  introduced,  one  at  a 
time,  with  more  or  less  frequency,  according  to  the  facility  with  which  the  people  learn  them.  The  same 
tunes  should  be  frequently  repeated,  since  familiarity  with  the  tune  is  necessary  to  any  high  degree  of  reli- 
gious influence  in  the  singing  exercise.  It  is  not  an  uncommon  thing,  in  the  German  congregations,  to  hear 
the  same  tune  to  two  hymns  daring  the  same  service. 

It  is  important  that  tvery  one  in  the  congregation  make,  and  continue,  the  effort  to  unite  in  the  singing. 
If  a  man  utter  no  sound  which  can  be  heard  even  by  the  person  at  his  side,  a  good  example,  at.  least,  is  set, 
which  may  encourage  some  one  else  to  sing  who  would  otherwise  remain  silent. 

It  is  desirable  that  those  who  can  do  so  should  sing  heartily,  with  open  mouth  and  full  voice,  and  not  in 
the  smothered,  uncertain  manner,  which  is  too  common,  and  affords  pooT  encouragement  and  assistance  to 
others. 

The  advantage  of  occasional  meetings  for  singing  need  hardly  be  alluded  to.  We  hate  reference  now,  not 
to  the  usual  singing  school,  the  object  of  which  is  to  teach  those  who  attend  to  read  music,  though  it  is 
most  desirable  that  such  should  be  encouraged,  but  to  gatherings  of  all  the  people  for  the  purpose  of  learn- 
ing the  tunes  chiefly  by  rote.  These  should  not  degenerate  into  mere  singing,  but  should  be  religious 
meetings.  Let  the  hymns  be  sung  through,  and  this  with  meaning.  Success  in  Congregational  Singing  can 
not  be  expected  without  effort.  There  must  be  a  willingness  on  the  part  of  the  people  to  make  and  persevere 
in  this  effort. 

Finally,  each  one  should  make  the  song  his  own,  assuming  the  words  as  real  expressions  of  the  inward 
sense  of  his  own  soul.  Even  although  they  may  not  always  be  strictly  applicable  to  one's  circumstances, 
yet  sympathizing  with  others,  we  should  surely  in  this  universal  and  delightful  Song  Service,  rejoice  with 
those  who  rejoice,  and  weep  with  those  who  weep.  An  esteemed  writer,  already  quoted,  in  speaking  of  the 
old  tunes,  says  :  "  If  we  would  have  these  old  tunes  to  perfection,  we  must  attain  more  of  the  old-fashioned 
piety  with  which  they  were  formerly  sung."  If  music  be  substituted  for  religion,  and  singing  for  devotion, 
the  best  tune  and  the  best  voices  will  neither  increase  religion,  nor  aid  devotion.  Unlsss  Congregational 
Singing  rest  upon  a  religious  foundation,  it  will  be  like  the  house  built  upon  the  sand.  Unless  it  be  con- 
ducted as  a  religious  duty  and  privilege,  it  will  fail  to  secure  its  legitimate  ends.  But  where  it  is  attempted 
and  pursued  in  a  right  spirit,  and  with  proper  efforts,  there  is  no  danger  from  the  want  of  artistic  culture. 

Our  prayer  is  that  this  book  may  serve  the  interests  of  Christ's  Kingdom  on  earth,  and  all 
who  sing  from  its  pages  may  unite  with  the  Great  Congregation  above,  in  singing  the  song  of 
Moses  and  the  Lamb  forever. 

w.  Mcdonald. 

Providence,  May  8th,  1860.  G.  S.  STEVENS, 


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1  God  is  a  Name  my  fioul  adores, — 

TV  almighty  Three,  th'  eternal  One: 
Nature  and  grace,  with  all  their  powers, 
Confess  the  Infinite  Unknown. 

2  Thy  voice  produced  the  sea  and  spheres  ; 

Bade  the  waves  roar,  the  planets  shine: 
But  nothing  like  thyself  appears       [thine. 
Through    all    these    spacious  works    of 

3  Still  restless  nature  dies  and  grows;  [run: 

From  change,  to  change  the  creatures 
Thy  being  no  succession  knows. 
And  all  th v  vast  designs  are  one. 

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A  glance  of  thine  runs  through  the  globe, 

Rules  the  bright  worlds,and  moves  their 
frame  ; 
Of  light  thou  form'st  thy  dazzling  robe; 

Thy  ministers  are  living  flame. 
How  shall  polluted  mortals  dare 

To  sing  thy  glory  or  thy  grace  ? 
Beneath  thy  feet  we  lie  afar, 

And  see  but  shadows  of  thy  face. 
Who  can  behold  the  blazing  light  ? 

Who  can  approach  consuming  flame? 
None  but  thy  wisdom  knows  thy  might ; 

None  but  thy  word  can  speak  thy  name. 


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4  He  hears  the  uncomplaining  moan 
Of  those  who  sit  and  weep  alone ; 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust ; 
In  him  the  poor  may  safely  trust. 

5  0  then,  aloud,  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  forever  more. 


5  Jesus  Meiyns. 

1  Come,  let  us  tune  our  loftiest  song, 

And  raise  to  Christ  our  joyful  strain  ; 
Worship  and  thanks  to  him  belong, 
Who  reigns,  and  shall  forever  reign. 

2  His  sov'reign  power  our  bodies  made  ; 

Our  souls  are  his  immortal  breath  ; 
And  when  his  creatures  sinned,  he  bled, 
To  save  us  from  eternal  death. 

3  Burn  every  breast  with  Jesus'  love  ; 

Bound  every  heart  with  rapt'rous  joy  ; 
And  saints  on  earth,  with  saints  above, 
Your  voices  in  his  praise  employ. 

4  Extol  the  Lamb  with  loftiest  song, 

Ascend  for  him  our  cheerful  strain  ; 
Worship  and  thanks  to  him  belong, 
Who  reigns,  and  shall  forever  reign. 


217  He  giveth  the  increase. 

1  High  on  his  everlasting  throne, 

The  King  of  saints  his  work  surveys, 
Marks  the  dear  souls  he  calls  his  own, 
And  smiles  on  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  rests  well  pleased  their  toils  to  see  ; 
Beneath  his  easy  yoke  they  move  : 

With  all  their  hearts  and  strength  agree 
In  the  sweet  labor  of  his  love. 

3  See  where  the  servants  of  the  Lord, 
A  busy  multitude,  appear  : 

For  Jesus  day  and  night  employed, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear. 

4  The  love  of  Christ  their  hearts  constrains, 
And  strengthens  their  unwearied  hands  ; 

They  spend  their  sweat,  and  blood  and 
pains, 
To  cultivate  Immanuel's  lands. 

5  Jesus  their  toil  delighted  sees, 
Their  industry  vouchsafes  to  crown  : 

He  kindly  gives  the  wished  increase, 
And  sends  the  promised  blessing  down, 

721  The  panoply  of  truth. 

1  Behold  the  Christian  warrior  stand 

In  all  the  armor  of  his  God  ; 
The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand, 

His  feet  are  with  the  Gospel  shod ; — 


ALFRETON.    L.  M.        w.  beastall.        7 


In  pen-o   -  ply     of  truth  complete,  Sal-vation's   hel-met  on   his  head  ; 


3.      Undaunt-ed      to   the  field   he  goes  ;  Yet  vain  were  skill  and  val  -  or  there, 


With  righteousness  ■  breast-plate  meet,  And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread. 

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Un- less,  to   foil    his  le  -    gion   foes,    He  takes  the  trustiest  weapon,  prayer. 

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4  Thus,  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  tramples  down  ; 
Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

63       True  worship  everywhere  accepted. 

1  0  thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  psalmist's  sacred  harp  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  songs  sublime. 
And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue 

2  Not  now  on  /ion's  bight  alone 

The  favored  worshiper  may  dwell, 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat  weary  at  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
The  incense  of  the  heart,  may  rise 
To  heaven  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  O  thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

^  The  holy  prophet's  harp  was  strung ; 
To  the.',  at  last,  in  every  clime, 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

195     The.  plenitude  of  His  grace  and  power. 

1  O  spirit  of  the  living  God, 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
I '  -   ■•  I  on  oar  ap  istnte  nee. 

2  Give  tongues  of  lire,  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  ; 


Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion — order,  in  thy  path  : 
Souls  without  strength,  inspire  with  might 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  Baptize  the  nations  ;  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record  ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

33  Faith  reveals  God's  presence. 

1  Not  here,  as  to  the  prophet's  eye, 

The  Lord  upon  his  throne  appears ; 
Nor  seraph  tongues  responsive  cry, 
Holy  !  thrice  holy!  in  our  ears  : — 

2  Yet  God  is  present  in  this  place, 

Veiled  in  serener  majesty  ; 
So  full  of  glory,  truth,  and  grace, 
That  faith  alone  such  light  can  see. 

3  Nor,  as  he  in  the  temple  taught, 

Is  Christ  within  these  walls  revealed, 
When  blind,  and deafand  dumb  were  brought, 
Lepers  and  lame — and  all  were  healed  : 

4  Yet  here, where  two  or  three  are  met, 

Or  thronging  multitudes  are  found, 
All  may  sit  down  at  Jesus'  feet, 
And  hear  from  him  the  joyful  sound. 


425 


RUSSIA.    L.  M. 


READ. 


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set   me  free. 


my  chains  I  see :  O  let  thy  presence  set  me 

3  Already  springing  hope  I  feel, — 
God  will  destroy  the  power  of  hell, 
And,  from  a  land  of  wars  and  pain, 
Lead  me  where  peace  and  safety  reign. 

4  One  only  care  my  soul  shall  know, — 
Father,  all  thy  commands  to  do ; 

And  feel,  what  endless  years  shall  prove, 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  my  God,  art  love. 


1 65  An  Advocate  with  the  Father. 

1  Jesus,  my  Advocate  above, 

My  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love, 
If  now  for  me  prevails  thy  prayer, 
If  now  I  find  thee  pleading  there, — 

2  If  thou  the  secret  wish  convey, 

And  sweetly  prompt  my  heart  to  pray,— 
Hear,  and  my  weak  petitions  join, 
Almighty  Advocate,  to  thine. 

3  Jesus,  my  heart's  desire  obtain  ; 
My  earnest  suit  present,  and  gain: 
My  fulness  of  corruption  show  ; 
The  knowledge  of  myself  bestow. 

4  Save  me  from  death  ;  from  hell  set  free 
Death,  hell,  are  but  the  want  of  thee  : 
My  life,  my  only  heaven  thou  art ; — 

O  might  I  feel  thee  in  my  heart. 


free.       O     let    thy  presence  set  me  free. 
578  For  sustaining  grace. 

1  My  hope,  my  all,  my  Savior  thou  ; 
To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  bow ; 
I  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, — 

1  find  thee,  Savior,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength, — be  thou  my  way, 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day  : 

In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide, 
And  keep  me,  Savior,  near  thy  side. 

3  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power ; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Savior,  reign  alone. 

4  My  suff'ring  time  shall  soon  be  o'er ; 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more : 
My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away, 

To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 


653  The  Minister's  prayer. 

1  Savior  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  mine  inmost  thoughts  descry  : 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise  '? 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wand'ring  souls  of  men  ; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, — 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 


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3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name  ; 
N  •  cross  I  shun,  1  fear  no  shame : 

All  hail,  reproach  ;  and  welcome,  pain  ; 
Only  thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

4  My  life,  my  blood,  I  here  present, 
[ffor  thy  truth  they  may  be  spent  ; 
Fulfil  thy  Bov'reign  counsel,  Lord; 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  Xame  adored. 

5  Give  me  thy  strength,  0  God  of  power  : 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be: 

'X is  fixed,  I  can  do  all  through  thee. 

890        *    His  everlasting  arms  of  love. 

1  How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round  ! 

Forever  be  thy  Name  adored  ; 
I  blush  in  all  things  to  abound  ; 
The  servant  is  above  his  Lord. 

2  Inured  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  suffering  life  my  Master  led  ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  man, 
lie  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo  !  a  place  he  hath  prepared 

:•  me  whom  watchful  angels  keep  ; 
Yea,  he  himself  becomes  my  guard  ; 
lie  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  sleep. 


4  Jesus  protects  :  my  fears,  begone  : 

What  can  the  Kock  of  Ages  move  ? 
Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, — 
Thine  everlasting  arms  of  love. 

366  Importunate  supplication. 

1  God  of  my  life,  what  just  return 

Can  sinful  dust  arid  ashes  give  ? 
I  only  live  my  sin  to  mourn  : 
To  love  my  God  I  only  live. 

2  To  thee,  benign  and  saving  Power, 

I  consecrate  my  lengthened  days  ; 
While,  marked  with  blessings,  every  hour 
Shall  speak  thy  co-extended  praise. 

3  Be  all  my  added  lifo  employed, 

Thine  image  in  my  soul  to  see: 
Fill  with  thyself  the  mighty  void  ; 

Enlarge  my  heart  to  compass  thee. 

4  The  blessing  of  thy  lovo  bestow  ; 

For  this  my  cries  shall  never  (ail  ; 
Wrestling,  1  will  not  lot  thee  go, — 
I  will  not,  till  my  suit  prevail. 

5  Come,  then, my  Hope,  my  Life,  my  Lord, 

And  fix  in  in*1  thy  lasting  home ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word — 

Thou, with  thy  promised  Father,  come. 


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By  permission  of  L.  0.  EMERSON. 
Newly  arranged. 


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Thy  people,  Lord,  are  sold  for  naught, 

Nor  know  they  their  Redeemer  nigh  ; 
They  perish,  whom  thyself  hast  bought ; 

Their  souls  for  lack  of  knowledge  die. 
Why  should  the  foe  thy  purchase  seize  ? 

Remember,  Lord,  thy  dying  groans  : 
The  need  of  all  thy  sufferings  these  ; 

O  claim  them  for  thy  ransom'd  ones  ! 


10         The  light  yoke  and    easy  burden. 

0  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ; 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 

At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down — 

To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 
Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 

Savior  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 

And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free  ; 

1  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, — ■ 

Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 
Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God  ; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove ; 
The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 

The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 


5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power, 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

43G     Salvation  only  by  grace  through  faith. 

1  We  have  no  outward  righteousness, 

No  merits  or  good  works,  to  plead  ; 
We  only  can  be  saved  by  grace ; 
Thy  grace,  O  Lord,  is  free  indeed. 

2  Save  us  by  grace  through  faith  alone, — 

A  faith  thou  must  thyself  impart ; 
A  faith  that  would  by  works  be  shown, 
A  faith  that  purifies  the  heart : 

3  A  faith  that  doth  the  mountains  move, 

A  faith  that  shows  our  sins  forgiven, 
A  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love, 
And  ascertains  our  claim  to  heaven. 

4  This  is  the  faith  we  humbly  seek, 

The  faith  in  thy  all-cleansing  blood ; 
That  faith  whieh  doth  for  sinners  speak, 
O  let  it  speak  us  up  to  God  ! 

1130  Doxology. 

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


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WARRINGTON.     L.  M. 


R.  HARRISON. 


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3  The  man  whose  hands  and  heart  are  clean  I 
That  blessed  portion  shaJl  receive  ; 

He  who  by  grace  is  saved  from  sin, 
Shall  with  his  God  in  glory  live  : — 

Pie  shall  obtain  the  starry  crown ; 
And.  nnmberM  with  the  saints  above, 
The  God  of  his  salvation  own, 
The  God  of  his  salvation  love. 


86  Infinite  in  wisdom, 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames  ; 

mts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names: 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, — 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord  !  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  the  clouds  along  the  sky  : 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Xor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  lie  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn  ; 


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The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

i)  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  ? 
The  sprightly  man,  or  warlike  horse  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb  V 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight ; 
lie  views  his  children  with  delight: 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 


64  God  scet}  in  his  works. 

1  There  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 
Through  earth,  and  air,  a nd  seas,  and  skies ; 

Set — from  the  clouds  his  glorv  breaks, 
When  earliest  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 
Throughout  the  world's  extended  frame, 

Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 

Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God ; 
Bow  down  before  him  and  adore. 


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ZEPHYR.    L.  M. 


Wji.  B.  BRADBURY. 
By  Permission. 


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2.    The  pains,  the  srroans, the  dv- ing   strife,  Fright  our  approach-ing  souls   a-    way; 


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3  O  would  the  Lord  his  servant  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 

While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


774  Hope  in  God. 

1  God  of  my  strength,  in  thee  alone 
A  refuge  from  distress  I  see  ; 

O  why  hast  thou  thine  aid  withdrawn  ? 
Why  hast  thou.  Lord,  forsaken  me  V 

2  O  let  thy  light  my  footsteps  guide  ; 
Thy  love  and  truth  my  spirit  fill ; 

That  in  thy  house  I  may  reside, 
And  worship  at  thy  holy  hill. 

3  Then  will  I  at  thine  altar  bend ; 
My  harp  its  softest  notes  shall  raise, 

And  from  my  lips  to  heaven  ascend 
The  song  of  thankfulness  and  praise. 

4  Why  then,  my  soul,  art  thou  cast  down  ? 
Why  art  thou  anxious  and  distrcss'd  ? 


Hope  thou  in  God,  his  mercy  own, 
For  I  shall  yet  enjoy  his  rest. 


794  It  is  I;  be  not  afraid. 

1  When  power  divine  in  mortal  form 
Hush'd  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents  Jesus  said, — 
Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid. 

2  So  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  lonely  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove — 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm  : 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm: 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot 

Of  those  who  know,  or  know  him  not. 

4  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
And  shudd'ring  nature  wait  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  wake  the  pious  dead, — 
Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid. 


143  His  dying  cry. 

1   'Tis  finish 'd  !  so  the  Savior  said, 

And  meekly  bow'd  his  dying  head  : 


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•  race  is  run  : 
The  battle  fought;  the  vict'ry  won. 
2  'Tis  nnish'd !  let  the  joyful  sound 
Bo  heard  the  spacious  earth  around: 

finish'd  !  let  the  echo 
Thro*  heaven  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sky 

10*76         The  C}  -'nighottr. 

1   Ho*  bwi  et  the  hour  of  closing  day, 

When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  when  the.  sun.  with  cloudless  ray, 

Is  mellow  lostre  o'er  the  set 
'2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour; 

So  peacefully  he  rinks  to  rest : 
"When  faith,  endued  front  heaven  with  power, 

Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast 
•  radianec  of  his  eye, 

That  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek  ; 
They  tell  as  of  his  glory  nigh, 

In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 

4  A  beam  from  heaven  is  sort  to  cheer 
The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road ; 

And  angels  are  attending  near. 
To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 

5  "Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 
"Whom  God's  own  Spirit  deigns  to  bles?? 

To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 

Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness  ? 

1093    Day  dawns  on  the  night  of  the  grav. 

1  Shall  man.  O  God  of  light  and  life, 
Forever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 

Canst  thou  forget  thy  jilorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power,  to  save  ? 

2  In  these  dark,  silent  realms  of  night 
Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  ? 

aire  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Nor  day. star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  fears: 
When   Christ  our   Lord,   from   darkness 

sprang. 
Death,  the  last  foe.  was  captive  led. 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

4  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 
Unfold,  to  make  his  children  way  ; 

They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

o  The  trump  shall  sound — the  dead  shall 
wak 

From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumb'rers  spring; 
Through  heaven,  with  joy,  their  myriads  rise, 

And  hail  their  Savior  and  their  Kin<». 

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475  Fih'al  confidence  and  joy. 

1  Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim; 
Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 

The  glories  that  compose  thy  n  u 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest 

2  Thou  srreat  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  G 

And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties,-— 

Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  e;  •  1  hands, 
For  thee  I  bog,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

As  travelers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  I'd  lift  inv  hands.  I'd  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise; 

This  work  shad  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fill  the  remnant  of  mv  dars. 


100*2  The  R  'ion. 

1  Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  me  the  measure  oi'  my  days  : 

Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am. 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span ; 
A  little  point  my  life  app 

How  frail,  at  best,  is  dying  m 
•How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears  ! 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noise,  and  show; 
Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind 

He  heaps  up  treasures  mix'd  with  wo, 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  D  be  a  nobler  portion  mine  ! 

My  God.  I  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Earth's  Meeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  toy  hope  on  thee  alone. 


Fear  not ;  1  have  redeemed  thrc. 

1  Come,  weary  souls  with  sin  distress'd, 
Come,  and  accept  the  pronnVd  rest ; 
The  Savior's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt, — a  painful  load, — 
O,  come  and  bow  before  your  God  ! 
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  Dear  Savior  !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
Oh,  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  re9U 


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FEDERAL    STREET.    L.  M. 


H.  K.  OLIVER. 


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3  Still  hold  my  soul  in  second  life, 

And  suffer  not  my  feet  to  slide  : 
Support  me  in  the  glorious  strife, 
And  comfort  me  on  every  side. 

4  0  give  me  faith,  and  faith's  increase  ; 

Finish  the  work  begun  in  me  ; 
Preserve  my  soul  in  perfect  peace, 
And  let  me  always  rest  on  thee. 

135        The  hidings  of  the  Father's  face. 

1  From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard, — 

A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry  ; 
My  Savior !  every  mournful  word 
Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  thou  spotless,  holy  One ! 
And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  dis- 

grace,— 
These  thou  couldst  bear,  nor  once  re- 
pine ; 
But  when  Jehovah  veiled  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break  ; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky  ; 


Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake  ! 

He  died,  that  we  might  never  die.  ■ 
5  Lord  !  on  thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye  ; 

If  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 
0,  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 

Melt  and  reclaim  my  wandering  soul. 

606  Morning  and  evening  mercies. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ; 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  descend  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  myself  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 


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Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast. 

Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  o£  the  blest, 

Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 


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2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting  ; 

No  jars  his  peaceful  tents  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  the'  Almighty's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none — of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !  all  meek  and  mild, 

Inspire  our  hearts, — our  souls  possess 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  U6,  as  we  aim  to  bless. 


278   Rejoicing  at  the  table,  trith  godly  sorroiv. 

1  To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 
The  name  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low  ; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worship  at  his  feet, 
0  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  ! 

4  Let  humble,  penitential  woe, 
In  tears  of  godly  sorrow  flow  ; 
And  thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

408  The  only  plea. 

1  Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee, 
Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee  ; 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin  : 
Open  thine  arms,  and  take  me  in. 

2  Pity  and  heal  my  sin-sick  soul ; 
'Tia  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole  ; 
Dark,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine, 
And  lost,  I  am,  till  thou  art  mine. 

3  At  last  I  own  it  cannot  be 
That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee  : 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  thine. 

4  What  shall  I  say  thy  grace  to  move  ? 
Lord,  I  am  sin, — but  thou  art  love  : 
I  give  up  every  plea  beside, — 
Lord,  I  am  lost— but  thou  hast  died. 

385  Helpless,  in  sin  and  misery. 

Whom  man  forsakes  thou  wilt  not  leave, 
Ready  the  outcast  to  receive  : 
Though  all  my  simpleness  I  own, 
And  all  my  faults  to  thee  are  known. 

2  Ah  !  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  ? 
Thou  wilt  in  nowise  cast  me  out,— 


A  helpless  soul,  that  comes  to  thee 
With  only  sin  and  misery. 

3  Lord,  I  am  sick, — my  sickness  cure  : 
1  want, — do  thou  enrich  the  poor  : 
Under  thy  mighty  hand  I  stoop, 

0  lift  the  abject  sinner  up. 

4  Lord,  I  am  blind, — be  thou  my  sight  : 
Lord,  I  am  weak, — be  thou  my  might : 
A  helper  of  the  helpless  be, 

And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee. 

850  Inconstancy  lamented. 

1  When,  0  my  Savior,  shall  it  be, 
That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee? 
When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 
And  I  enjoy  a  lasting  peace  ? 

2  Now  I  repent ;  now  sin  again  : 
Now  I  revive  ;  and  now  am  slain  : 
Slain  with  the  same  malignant  dart, 
Which,  0  !  too  often  wounds  thy  heart. 

3  When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be, 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee, — 

The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
And  feast  on  thine  eternal  love  ? 

795     His  loving  kindness  is  better  than  life. 

1  0  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone ; 

Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry ; 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, — 

A  thirsty  land,  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 

When  I  remember  on  my  bed, 
Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light ; 
Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

3  Better  than  life  itself,  thy  love  ; 

Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me  ; 
For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above, 
Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee? 

4  Praise  with  my  heart,  my  mind,   my 

voice, 
For  all  thy  mercy  I  will  gire  ; 
My  soul  shall  still  in  God  rejoice, — 
My  tongue  shall  bless  thee  while  I  live. 

580  For  the  Savior's  protection. 

1  Jesus,  I  fain  would  walk  in  thee, — 

From  nature's  every  path  retreat ; 
Thou  art  my  Way, — my  Leader  be, 
And  set  upon  the  rock  my  feet. 

2  Uphold  me,  Savior,  or  I  fall  ; 

0  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  : 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call, — 
Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 


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Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
"Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 
In  holy  comforts,  pass  away  ; 
How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 


292        Love  ichich  passeth  knowledge. 

1  Of  Him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing ; 
Arise,  ye  needy, — he'll  relieve  ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty, — -he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given  ; 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  : 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blush'd  in  blood ; 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God  : 
Let  all  the  worid  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry : 


Ah  !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof  ? 
Ah  !  who  that  loves,  can  love  enough  ? 


473  The  bliss  of  assurance. 

1  Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 

Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin ;  [sea, 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and 
Their    minds  have  heaven  and   peace 
within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 
And  soft,  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts,their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  : 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  the'  heavenly  hills, 

Where  groves  of  living  pleasure  grow  ; 
And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow. 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  earth's  golden  toys, 

But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys 

That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 


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>OG  Benouncing  all  for  Christ. 

,  Come,  Savior.  Jesus,  from  above, 

:  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  lore, 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place, 
t  0  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill. 
And  Bet  my  longing  spirit  free  : 
"Which  pants'to  haveuo  other  will. 
But  night  and  day  to  feast  on  thee. 
!  While  in  this  region  here  below, 
No  other  nood  will  I  pursue  : 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  noise  and  show, 
With  all  its  glittering  snares,  adieu. 
I  That  path  with  humble  speed  I'll  6eek, 
In  which  my  Savior's  footsteps  shine, 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thin-3. 

>  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  consecrated  soul  : 
Possess  it  thou,  who  hast  the  right. 

As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 
!  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast , 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 

And  freely  give  up  all  the  rest. 

ISt  The  divine  Teacher. 

.  How  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel's  sound 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
"While  list'ning  thousands  gathered  round, 

And  joy  and  rev'rence  fill'd  the  place. 

>  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  foll'wers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 
\  Come,  wand'rers,  to  my  Father's  home  ; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest. 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher  !  we  will  come, 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blest. 
L  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust  ! 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just. 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

09^  Onefold  and  one  shepherd. 

1  Giver  of  peace  and  unity, 

Send  down  thy  mild,  pacific  dove  ; 
We  all  shall  then  in  one  agree. 
And  breathe  the  spirit  of  thy  love. 

2  We  all  shall  think  and  speak  the  same 

Delightful  lesson  of  thy  grace  : 
One  undivided  Christ  proclaim, 
And  jointly  glory  in  thy  praise. 


3  O  let  us  take  a  softer  mould, 

Blended  and  gathered  into  thee  ; 
Under  one  Shepherd  make  one  fold, 
Where  all  is  love  and  harmony. 

4  Regard  thine  own  eternal  prayer, 

And  send  a  peaceful  answer  down: 
To  us  thy  Father's  name  declare  ; 
Unite  and  perfect  us  in  one. 

5  So  shall  the  world  believe  and  know 

That  God  hath  sent  thee  from  above, 
When  thou  art  seen  in  us  below, 
And  every  soul  displays  thy  love. 

529  Thirsting  for  the  fulness  of  love. 

1  I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood; 
To*dwell  within  thy  wounds;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee  : 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  \Vhat  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  ? 
Thou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move  ; 
O  wondrous  grace  !  O  boundless  love* 

4  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King,. 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring ; 
Make  slaves  the  partnersTof  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown* 

5  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, — 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

584  For  constant  devotedness. 

1  Lord,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear ; 

My  utter  helplessness  reveal ; 
Satan  and  sin  are  always  near, — 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

2  O  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 

Might  with  an  even  flame  aspire  ; 
Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find, 
And  mark  the  risings  of  desire. 

3  O  that  my  tender  soul  might  fly 

The  first  abhorr'd  approach  of  ill ; 
Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
The  slightest  touch  of  sin  to  feel. 

4  Till  thou  anew  my  soul  create, 

Still  may  I  strive,  and  watch,  and  pray  ; 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait, 
And  long  to  see  the  perfect  day. 


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361  T7ie  sinner's  only  hope. 

1  Wherewith,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near, 
And  bow  myself  before  thy  face  ? 

How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 

What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  Most  High  ? 
Will  multiplied  oblations  please  ? 

Thousands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 
Or  slaughter'd  hecatombs  appease  ? 

3  Can  these  avert  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain? 

Rivers  of  oil,  and  seas  of  blood, 
Alas !  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  Who  would  himself  to  thee  approve, 
Must  take  the  path  thyself  hast  trod  ; 

Justice  pursue,  and  mercy  love, 

And  humbly  walk  by  faith  with  God. 

5  But  though  my  life  henceforth  be  thine, 
Present  for  past  can  ne'er  atone  : 

Though  I  to  thee  the  whole  resign, 
I  only  give  thee  back  thine  own. 

6  Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face  ; 
On  me  I  feel  thy  wrath  abide  ; 

*T  is  just  the  sentence  should  take  place  ; 
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386  Deprecating  eternal  death. 

1  Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  so, 
Regard  my  fearful  heart's  desire : 

Remove  this  load  of  guilty  wo, 
xsor  let  me  in  my  sins  expire. 

2  I  tremble,  lest  the  wrath  divine, 
Which  bruises  now  my  wretched  soul, 

Should  bruise  this  wretched  soul  of  mine 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

3  I  deprecate  that  death  alone, — 
That  endless  banishment  from  thee  ; 

O  save,  and  give  me  to  thy  Son, 

Who  suffer 'd,  wept,  and  bled  for  me. 

413        The  sacrifice  of  a  broken  heart. 

1  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford  ; 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne 
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2  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

Thou  God  of  grace,  wilt  thou  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice  V 

3  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  the  dreadful   sentence  just : 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eyef 
And  save  a  soul  condemn' d  to  die. 


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420     Deprecating  the  icithdraical  of  the  Spirit. 

1  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay. 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite  ; 

Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steel'd  my  stubborn  heart, 
And  shaken  oil"  my  guilty  fears  ; 

And  vex'd  and  urg'd  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebelious  years. 

3  Though  1  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received; 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved: 

4  Yet,  O  !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest; 

Xor  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 

139        The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side. 

1  Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man — 
The  Man  of  griefs  condemn'd  for  you  : 

The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 

2  His  sacred  limbs  they  stretch,  they  tear  ; 
"With  nails  they  fasten  to  the  wood  ; 

His  sacred  limbs,  exposed  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

3  Behold  his  temples,  crown'd  with  thorn ; 
His  bleeding  hands,  extended  wide  ; 

His  streaming  feet,  transfixM  and  torn  ; 
The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side ! 

4  O  thou  dear  suft'ring  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move ; 

Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love. 

398     Condemned,  but  pleading  the  promises. 

1  Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  Live. 

Art  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  *, 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, — 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 
I  ^am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 


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And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 
G  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, — 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

1109  The  dreadful  da y. 

1   The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  — 
8  When,  shriv'ling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
And,  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead  ? 
3   O,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  O  Christ,  the  sinners  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

109 1         The  grave  shall  restore  its  trust. 

1  Unvail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ; 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust : 

And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Xcr  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds  :  no  mortal  woes 

Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;—  God's  dying  Son 
Pass'd  through  the  grave,  and  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 — 
Cali'd  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord. 


1075  Disem bodied  saints. 

1  The  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possess'd, 
Enter  into  immediate  rest  * 

For  them  no  further  test  remains, 
Of  purging  fires  and  torturing  pains. 

2  Who  trusting  in  their  Lord  depart, 
Cleansed  from  all  sin,  and  pure  in  heart, 
The  bliss  unniix'd,  the  glorious  prize, 
They  find  with  Christ  in  Paradise. 

3  Yet,  glorified  by  grace  alone, 

They  cast  their  crowns  before  the  throne 
And  fill  the  echoing  courts  above 
With  praises  of  redeeming  love. 


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Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


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All-sufficiency  of  His  grace. 
Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh  : 

Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race  : 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy,— 

Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 

Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  ! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call ; 
Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 

And  find  his  grace  is  free  for  all. 

See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise  ; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 

Ye  lab'ring,  burden'd,  sin  sick  souls. 

Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give  ; 
Leave  all  you  have,  and  are^  behind ; 


Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive  ; 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 


589 


For  mourners  in  Zion, 


O  let  the  pris'ner's  mournful  cries 
As  incense  in  thy  sight  appear  : 

Their  humble  wailings  pierce  the  skies, 
If  haply  they  may  feel  thee  near. 

The  captive  exiles  make  their  moans, 
From  sin  impatient  to  be  free  : 

Call  home,  call  home  thy  banish'd  ones, 
Lead  captive  their  captivity.       rnPapp 

Show  them  the  blood  that    bought  their 
The  anchor  of  their  steadfast  hope, 

And  bid  their  guilty  terrors  cease, 
And  bring  the  ransomed  pris'ners  up. 

Out  of  the  deep  regard  their  cries ; 

The  fallen  raise,  the  mourners  cheer ; 
O  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

And  scatter  all  their  doubt  and  fear. 

Pity  the  day  of  feeble  things ; 

O  gather  every  halting  soul, 
And  drop  salvation  from  thy  wings, 

And  make  the  contrite  sinner  whole, 


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1083  The  end  of  the t  man  is  ;■ 

1  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 

When  ranks  a  weary  soul  to  resl  I 
How  mildly  beams  the  closing  eyes! 
How  gently  heaves  the'  expiring  breast. 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  trale  when  storms  are  oYr  : 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shove. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, — 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys : 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 

Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  tears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell  ! 
How  bright  the'  unchanging  morn  appears! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell  ! 

5  Life*6  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, — 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  beaven  and  earth  combined  to  say, 
How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 

648  Self-examination. 

1  O,  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess ; 
In  these  sequester'd  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  till  the  place. 

2  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  search'd  and  purified. 

3  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love. 

Uo  thou  mine  inmost  spirit  cheer; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fix'd  his  dwelling  here. 


1087    I  am  going  the  way  of  all  the  earth. 

1  Pass  a  few  swiftly  fleeting  years, 

And  all  that  now  in  bodies  live 
Shall  quit,  like  me,  the  vale  of  tears, 
Their  righteous  sentence  to  receive. 

2  But  all,  before  they  hence  remove, 

May  mansions  for  themselves  prepare 
In  that  eternal  house  above ; 

And,  O  my  God,  shall  I  be  there  ? 

590  For  the  lambs  of  thefluck. 

1  Author  of  faith,  we  seek  thy  i 

For  all  who  feel  thy  work  begun  ; 
Confirm,  and  stregthen  them  in  grace, 
And  bring  thy  feeblest  children  on. 

2  Thou  seest  their  wants,  thou  know'st  their 

names 
Be  mindful  of  thy  youngest  care  ; 


Be  tender  of  the  new-born  lambs, 
And  gently  in  thy  bosom  bear. 
3  In  safety  lead  thy  little  flock,— 

From  hell,  the  world,  and  sin,  secure; 

And  set  their  feet  upon  the  rock, 
And  make  in  thee  their  <ioin:r  sure. 


lit  The  atonement  completed. 

l  Tis  finished  !  the  Messiah  dies, — 

Cut  off  for  sins,  but  not  his  own; 
Accomplished  is  the  sacrifice, — 

The  great  redeeming  work  is  done. 
•J   'Tis  finished  !  all  the  debt  is  paid  ; 

Justice  divine  is  satisfied  ; 
The  grand  and  full  atonement  made  ; 

Christ  for  a  guilty   world  hath  died. 

3  The  veil  is  rent;  in  him  alone 

The  living  way  to  heaven  is  seen; 
The  middle  wall  is  broken  down, 
And  all  mankind  may  enter  in. 

4  The  types  and  figures  are  fulfiil'd; 

Exacted  is  the  legal  pain  ; 
The  precious  promises  are  sealed; 
The  spotless  lamb  of  God  is  slain. 

5  Death,  hell,  and  sin  are  now  subdued ; 

All  grace  is  now  to  sinners  given  ; 
And,  lo  !  I  plead  the'  atoning  blood, 
And  in  thy  right  I  claim  my  heaven. 

1097    Sown   in  iceakiuss,  raised  in    glory. 

1  The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 

And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  as  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Xipp'd  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 

Parch'd  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 

The  short  lived  beauties  die  away. 
S  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

^Yhen  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows 
Fairer  than  soring  the  colours  shine, 

And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly-rolling  years, 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day 
The  fading  glory  disappears. 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb. 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 

Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 
Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 

If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains  : 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 

It  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 


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That  I  may  them  no  more  forget ; 

But,  sunk  in  guiltless  shame,  adore, 
"With  speechless  wonder  at  thy  feet. 

4  O'erwhelm'd  with  thy  stupendous  grace, 
I  shall  not  in  thy  presence  move ; 

But  breathe  unutterable  praise, 
And  rapt'rous  awe,  and  silent  love. 

5  Then  ever}-  murm'ring  thought,  and  vain, 
Expires,  in  sweet  confusion  lost : 

I  cannot  of  my  cross  complain, — 
I  cannot  of  my  goodness  boast. 

6  Pardon'd  for  all  that  I  have  done, 
My  mouth  as  in  the  dust  I  hide  ; 

And  glory  give  to  God  alone, — 
My  God  in  Jesus  pacified. 

297  The  unspeakable  gift. 

1  Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race, 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 

The  .faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy,  beyond  description,  he 
Who  knows  the  Savior  died  for  me  ! 


The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 
And  heavenly  understanding  o-ains. 

3  "Wisdom  divine  !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise  V 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  fill'd  with  length  of  davs, 
True  riches,  and  immortal  praise, — 
Riches  of  Christ  on  all  bestow'd, 

And  honor  that  descends  from  God. 

5  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites, — 
Chaste,  holy,  spiritual  delights ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains ; 
Thrice  happy,  who  his  guest  retains : 
He  owns,  and  shall  forever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 


4-18  The  highway  of  holiness. 

1  Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone,- 
He,  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  wav,  till  him  I  view. 


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And  mourned  became  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  sav'd  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  : 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Savior  say, — 
Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way, 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come  ;  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  as  I  am  : 
"Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, — 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round. 
What  a  dear  Savior  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood. 
And  say, — Behold  the  way  to  God. 


"  Go,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet." 

1  (Jo.  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet; 

in  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet : 
Earth  is  t<x>  narrow  to  express 
worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  O,  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 
Where  -tonus  and  darkness  never  rise  : 
There  be  displays  his  power  abroad, 
And  shines,  and  reigns,  th'  incarnate  God  ! 


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784         7»  hope,  believing  against  hope. 

1  Away,  my  unbelieving  fear! 

Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place  ; 
My  Savior  doth  not  yet  appear, — 
He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face : 

2  But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no  ? 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

3  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  withering  fig-trees  droop  and  die, 
The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil, — 

4  The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord. — 
The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

5  In  hope,  believing  against  hope, 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  1  claim  ; 
Jesus,  my  strength,  shall  lift  me  up ; 
Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name. 

tj   To  me  he  soon  shall  bring  it  nigh  ; 

My  >oul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind  ; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 


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3  Lord  !  arm  thy  truth  with  power  divine  ; 

Its  conquests  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  and  stars  forget  to  shine, 
And  earth  and  skies  shall  be  no  more. 

4  O  rise  !  ye  ransomed  captives,  rise  ! 

Peal  the  loud  anthem  here  below ! 
Let  earth  reflect  it  to  the  skies, 

And  heaven  with  newborn  rapture  glow. 

251      The  earthly  and  heavenly  sabbath. 

1  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord  !  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ! 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
That  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose, 
No  midnight  shade  ;  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  Soon  shall  that  glorious  day  begin, 
Beyond  this  world  of  death  and  sin  ; 
Soon  shall  our  voices  join  the  song 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 


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Yows  remembered  and  renewed. 


1  O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Savior  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  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
3  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 
Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart  : 
With  him  of  every  good  possess'd. 
5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

1130  Doxvlogy. 

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


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Sing  to  the  Lord !  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  the  clouds  along  the  sky ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 
He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn  ; 
Hie  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 
What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  '? 
The  sprightly  man,  or  warlike  horse  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb? 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 
But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight; 
He  view-  his  children  with  delight: 

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303     Bsjoiciny  in  the  glory  of  His  grace. 

1  Gl  .'reign  grace 

is  less  stones, — 
Call  stand  before  his  face, 

An  .  into  Abraham's  sons. 

2  The  people  that  in  darkness  lay. 

In  sin  and  error's  deadly  shade, 


Have  seen  a  glorious  gospel-day 
In  Jesus'  lovely  face  displayed. 

3  Thou  only,  Lord,  the  work  hast  done, 

And  bared  thine  arm  in  all  our  sight ; 
Hast  made  the  reprobates  thine  own, 
And  claimed  the  outcasts  as  thy  right. 

4  Thy  single  arm,  almighty  Lord, 

To  as  the  great  salvation  brought; 
Thy  Word,  thy  all  created  Word, 
*  That  spake  at  first  the  world  from  naught. 

5  For  this  the  saints  lift  up  their  voice, 

And  ceaseless  praise  to  thee  is  given ; 
For  this  the  hosts  a  iee, 

And  praise  thee  in  the  highest  heaven. 

4G4  Shouting  God's  pra  j 

1  My  soul,  through  my  R 

•■  1  from  the  BBC  >nd  death.  I  feel ; 
Mine  eyes  from  tears  of  dark  despair, 
My  feet  from  falling  into  hell. 

2  W  him  my  feet  shall  run; 

My  eyes  on  his  perfections  gaze  ; 
My  soul  shall  live  for  God  alone, 

And  all  within   me  shout  his  praise. 


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And  over  land,  and  stream  and  main,  Now  wave  the    seep  -tre    of        thy    reign! 


3  O  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell  ; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Savior  reigns ! 


154  The  King  of  glory. 

1  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead ; 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 

The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, — 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky  : 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; — 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates; 
Ye  everlasting  doors  give  way  ! 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene  ; 

He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right : 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in  ! 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  V     Who  ? 
The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'ereame  ; — 

The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew  ;- 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqu'ror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 


Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates; 

Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 
6  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?     Who  ? 

The  Lord,  of  glorious  power  possess'd ; — 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too  ;  — 

God  over  all,  forever  blest ! 


235  The  heavenly  Zion. 

1  Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 
Thine  own  immortal  strength  put  on  ! 

With  terror  clothed,  hell's  kingdom  shake, 
And  cast  thy  foes  with  fury  down. 

2  As  in  the  ancient  days  appear  ! 
(The  sacred  annals  speak  fliy  fame  ;) 

Be  now  omnipotently  near, 
To  endless  ages  still  the  same. 

3  By  death  and  hell  pursued  in  vain, 
To  thee  the  ransom'd  seed  shall  come  ; 

Shouting,  their  heavenly  Zion  gain, 
And  pass  thro'  death  triumphant  home. 

4  The  pain  of  life  shall  then  be  o'er, 
The  anguish  and  distracting  care; 

There  sighing  grief  shall  weep  no  more, 
And  sin  shall  never  enter  there. 


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451  Vows  remembered  and  reneired. 

1  0  happy  day  that  fix'd  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Savior  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  ; 
lie  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; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart : 
With  him  of  every  good  possess'd. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  that  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


9G2  God's  guardian  presence. 

1  This  stone  to  thee,  in  faith,  we  lay ; 
This  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  we  raise  ; 

Thine  eye  be  open  night  and  day, 

To  guard  this  house  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  heavenly  peace 
And  holy  love  and  concord  dwell ; 

Here  give  the  burdened  conscience  ease, 
And  here  the  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 
Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 

Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest '? 

4  Ne'er  let  thy  glory  hence  depart  : 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  shrine  alone  : 
Thy  Spirit  dwell  in  every  heart, — 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 


992     Li  (Jit  for  those  who  sit  in  darkness. 

1  Though  now  the  nations  sit  beneath 
The  darkness  of  o'erspreading  death; 
God  will  arise  with  light  divine, 

On  Zion's  holy  towers  to  shine. 

2  That  light  shall  shine  on  distant  lands, 
And  wand'ring  tribes,  in  joyful  bands, 

come,  thy  glory,  Lord,  to  see, 
And  in  thy  courts  to  worship  thee. 
8  O  Light  of  Zion,  now  arise! 

Let  the  glad  morning  bless  our  eyes ; 
Ye  nations,  catch  the  kindling  ray, 
And  hail  the  splendors  of  the  day. 


1T.">  Fili<tl  confidence  and  joy. 

1  Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim; 
Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 

Tin'  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God; 

And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties, — 
Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

As  travelers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  I'll  lift  my  hands.  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  : 

This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

251       Anticipating  the  heavenly  Sabbath. 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  us  pray, 
In  this  thy  house,  on  this  thy  day  ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice. 

The  songs  which  from  thy  servants  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  weary  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  hope,  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  sighs  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes : 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun  ; 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long-expected  day,  begin  ; 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  wo  and  sin : 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

621  Self-dedication  to  the  Lord. 

1   O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 
3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervade th  space  ; 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  fills  every  place; 
And  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be, 
Still  shall  my  spirit  rest  with  thee. 
1   Renouncing  every  worldly  thing. 
And  safe  beneath  thy  spreading  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 


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3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring  ; 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing ; 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Savior's  name. 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song  ; 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong : 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

16  Grateful  adoration. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  H  is  sov'reign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 

And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 


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Solemn  reverence. 


1  Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  : 
Infinite  lengths,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds  : 

2  Thee  while  the  first  archangel  sings, 
He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings  : 
And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around 
Fall  worshipping,  and  spread  the  ground. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 

The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High. 

4  Earth,  from  afar,  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name ; 
But  O  !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind, 


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


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3  Eternal  Spirit,  by  "whose  breath 
The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  quick'ning  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah!  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 
Mysterious  Godhead  !  Three  in  One ! 
Before  thy  throne,  we  sinners  bend. 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend. 


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Canst  thou  find  out  the  Almighty. 

0  God,  thou  bottomless  abyss! 

Thee,  to  perfection  who  can  know? 
0  bight  immense  !  what  words  suffice, 

Thy  countless  attributes  to  show  ? 

2  Greatness  unspeakable  is  thine  ; 

Greatness  whose  undiminished  ray, 
When  short-lived  worlds  are  lost  shall  shine, 
When  earth  and  heaven  are  fled  away. 

3  Unchangeable,  all  perfect  Lord, 

•rial  life's  unbounded  sea, 
What  lives  and  moves  lives  by  thy  word, 
It  lives,  and  moves,  and  is,  from  thee. 

4  High  is  thy  power  above  all  bight ; 

Whate'er  thy  will  decrees  is  done  ; 
Thy  wisdom,  equal  to  thv  might, 
Only  to  thee,  0  God,  is  known  ! 


God's  praises  crown  eternity. 

1  God  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise; 
My  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  cheer  the  dark  and  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  care  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 
Joy  thro'  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  O,  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

5  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  the  throne. 

6  The  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give, 
Long  as  a  deathless  soul  shall  live  : 
A  work  so  sweet,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  and  crowns  eternity. 


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1015       Hosanna  to  the  Son  of  David. 

1  What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 
Which  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains  ? 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still, 
So  sweetly  sound  from  Zion's  hill  V 

2  Lo  !  'tis  an  infant  chorus  sings 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings  : 

The  Savior  comes ! — and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation,  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Nor  these  alone  their  voice  shall  raise, 
For  we  will  join  this  song  of  praise  ; 
Still  Israel's  children  forward  press, 
To  hail  the  Lord  their  Kighteousness. 

4  Messiah's  name  shall  joy  impart 
Alike  to  Jew  and  Gentile  heart : 
He  bled  for  us,  he  bled  for  you, 
And  we  will  sing  hosanna  too. 

5  Proclaim  hosannas,  loud  and  clear  ; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear  ! 
All  praise  on  earth  to  him  be  given, 
And  glory  shout  through  highest  heaven* 


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The  ministry  instituted. 


1  The  Savior,  when  to  heaven  he  rose, 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  still  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

2  Hence  sprang  the'  apostles'  honor'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  : 

In  humbler  forms,  before  our  eyes, 
Pastors  and  teachers  hence  arise. 

3  From  Christ  they  all  their  gifts  derive, 
And,  fed  by  Christ,  their  graces  live  : 
While  guarded  by  his  mighty  hand, 
'Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  shall  stand. 

4  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
Through  all  the  courses  of  the  sun ; 
While  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 

5  Jesus,  now  teach  our  hearts  to  know 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow  5 
Pastors  and  people  shout  thy  praise, 
Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 


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99  Universal  redemption. 

Sinner.-;,  obey  the  heavenly  call  ; 

Your  prison  doors  stand  open   wide  : 
Go  forth,  for  Christ  hath  ransomed  all, 

For  every  soul  of  man  hath  died. 
'Tis  his  the  drooping  soul  to  raise  ; 

To  ros.-ue  all  by  no  oppress'd  ; 
To  clothe  them  with  the  robes  of  praise, 
And  give  their  weary  spirits  rest. 
I  To  help  their  grov'ling  unbelief; 
Beauty  for  ashes  to  confer  ; 
The  oil  of  joy  for  abject  grief; 
Triumphant  joy  for  sad  despair. 
[  To  make  them  trees  of  righteousness, 
The  planting  of  the  Lord  below  ; 
To  spread  the  honor  of  his  grace, 
And  on  to  full  perfection  go. 

503  Christ  all  in  all. 

1  Holy,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 

I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will : 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 

And  stamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  : 

Display  thy  glory  from  above  ; 

And  all  I  am  shall  sink  and  die, 

Lost  in  astonishment  and  love. 

3  Confound,  o'erpower  me  by  thy  grace  ; 

I  would  be  by  myself  abhorr'd  ; 
All  might,  all  majesty,  all  praise, 
All  glory,  be  to  Christ  my  Lord. 

4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height ; 

Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall, 
As  less  than  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  that  Christ  is  all  in  all. 


179     Because  He  liveth  I  shall  live  also. 

1  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives — 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ! 
He  lives,  he  lives  who  once  was  dead  ; 
lie  lives,  my  everlasting  Head  ! 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love  ; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed; 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath  ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare  ; 
He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

4  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name  ; 

He  lives,  my  Savior,  still  the  same  ; 
"What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives, — 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 


202  Hit  universal  diffusion. 

1  On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower  ; 

The  earth  in  righteousness  renew; 

Thv  kingdom  come,  and  hell's  o'erpower, 
And  to  thy  see]  it  re  all  subdue. 

2  Like  mighty  winds,  or  torrents  fierce, 

Let  him  opposers  all  o'errun  ; 
And  every  law  of  sin  reverse, 

That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 

3  Yea,  let  him,  Lord,  in  every  place 

His  richest  energy  declare; 
AVhile  lovely  tempers,  fruits  of  grace, 
The  kingdom  of  thy  Christ  prepare. 

4  Grant  this,  O  holy  God  and  true  ; 

The  ancient  seers  thou  did'st  inspire, 
To  us  perform  the  promise  due, — 
Descend,  and  crown  us  now  with  fire. 


1105  The  second  advmt. 

1  He  comes  !  He  comes  !  The  Judge  severe  1 
The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near  ; 
His  light'nings  flash,  his  thunders  roll; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul  ! 

2  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound  : 
See  the  almighty  Jesus  crown'd  ; 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Savior's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  great  white  throne, 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own ; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord. 

4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High  ; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
Forever  and  forever  reigns. 

995  Triumphs  of  mercy. 

1  Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 

Put  on  thy  strength — the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  : 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  creature  blood  be  spilt — 
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  every  land,  of  every  name  ; 

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Their  common  trust  and  refuge  see ; 
O,  bind  us  to  each  other,  Lord, 

By  one  great  bond, — the  love  of  thee. 
So  shall  our  sun  of  hope  arise, 

With  brighter  still  and  brighter  ray, 
Till  thou  shalt  bless  our  longing  eyes 

With  beams  of  everlasting  day. 


918  My  heart  is  fixed;  0  God. 

1  My  heart  is  fixed  on  thee,  my  God  ; 

I  rest  my  hopes  on  thee  alone ; 
I'll  spread  thy  sacred  truths  abroad, — 
To  all  mankind  thy  love  make  known. 

2  Awake,  my  tongue  ;  awake,  my  lyre  ; 

With  morning's  earliest  dawn  arise; 
To  songs  of  joy  my  soul  inspire, 
And  swell  your  music  to  the  skies. 

3  With  those  who  in  thy  grace  abound, 

To  thee  I'll  raise  my  thankful  voice ; 
Till  every  land,  the  earth  around, 
Shall  hear,  and  in  thy  Name  rejoice. 

4  Eternal  God,  celestial  King, 

Exalted  be  thy  glorious' Name  5 


Let  hosts  in  heaven  thy  praises  sing, 
And  saints  on  earth  thy  love  proclaim. 


1024  National  blessings. 

1  Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 

Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 
With  humble  heart,  and  bending  knee, 
We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To   this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod, — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallow'd  ray  ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dang'rous  way. 

4  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds ; 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  5preads. 

5  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 

In  danger  still  our  guardian  be ; 
0,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here } 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 


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10  Tribute  of  praise  to  the  Savior. 

1  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King, 

Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring; 
Accept  thy  well-deserv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  received  the  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 

O  may  it  ever,  ever  stay  : 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

4  Let  every  moment,  as  it  flies, 

Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  Name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 


And  slave  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sov'reiun  grace  be  formed  anew. 


334  Put  on  thy  beautiful  garments,  0  Jerusalem. 

1  Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake, — 

No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down : 
The  garment  of  salvation  take  ; 

Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dnst  that  blinds  thy  sight, 

And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes  ; 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light  ; 
The  great  Deliverer  calls, — Arise  ! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair  ; 

Zion,  assert  thy  liberty; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace. 

Be  purged  from  every  sinful  stain  ; 
Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  his  hallow'd  name  in  vain. 


976  The  latter  day  glory. 

1  Behold,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 

The  joy  the  Gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 

In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part ; 
Our  prayers  and  offYings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise. 

That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days, 
"When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known, 
"Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne. 

4  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 

Sweet  incense  to  his  Name  shall  rise  ; 


999  Christ's  universal  and  everlasting  kingdom. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  Name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  Name. 


975  The  glorious  predictions. 

1  The  Law  and  Prophets  all  foretold  [grave  ; 

That  Christ  should  die,  and  leave  the 
Gather  the  world  into  his  fold, 

The  Church  of  Jews  and  Gentiles  save- 

2  Yet,  by  the  prinee  of  darkness  bound. 

The  nations  still  are  wrapt  in  night : 
They  never  heard  the  joyful  sound  ; 
They  never  saw  the  Gospel  light. 

3  Light  of  the  world,  again  appear^ 

In  mildest  majesty  of  grace, 
And  bring  the  great  salvation  near, 
And  claim  our  whole  apostate  race. 

968  Jehovah's  presence. 

1  Not  heaven's  wide  range  of  hallow'd  space 

Jehovah's  presence  can  confine ; 
Nor  angels'  claims  restrain  his  grace. 
Whose  glories  through  creation  shine. 

2  Its  saered  shrine  it  fixes  there, 

Where  two  or  three  arc  met  to  raise 
Their  holy  hands  in  humble  prayer, 
Or  tune  their  hearts  to  grateful  praise. 

3  Be  this.  0  Lord  that  honor'd  place, — 

The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 
And  may  the  fulness  of  thy  grace 

To  all  who  here  shall  meet  be  given. 

4  And  hence,  in  spirit  may  we  soar  [bend  ; 

To  those  bright  courts  where  seraphs 
With  awe  like  theirs,  on  earth  adore, 
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730  Heavenly  zeal. 

1  O  King  of  glory,  thy  rich  grace 
Our  feeble  thought  surpasses  far ; 

Yea,  e'en  our  crimes,  though  numberless, 
Less  num'rous  than  thy  mercies  are. 

2  Still,  Lord,  thy  saving  health  display, 
And  arm  our  souls  with  heavenly  zeal ; 

So,  fearless,  shall  we  urge  our  way 

Through  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell. 


350  All  things  are  now  ready. 

1  Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  word; 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  my  Lord  ; 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day; 
All  things  are  ready, — come  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  his  late-returning  son  ; 
Ready  your  loving  Savior  stands, 

And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 
Just  now  the  stony  to  remove  ; 

To'  apply  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
.And  wash  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 


4  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Are  ready  with  their  shining  host : 
All  heaven  is  ready  to  resound, — 
The  dead's  alive  !  the  lost  is  found  ! 


493  There  remaineth  a  rest  for  the  people  of  Qod. 

1  Come,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart, 
And  make  thy  faithful  mercies  known ; 

The  mind  which  was  in  thee  impart : 
Thy  constant  mind  in  us  be  shown. 

2  O  let  us  by  thy  cross  abide, 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  crucified, 
A  world  to  save  from  endless  wo. 

3  Take  us  into  thy  people's  rest, 

And  we  from  our  own  works  shall  cease  5 
With  thy  meek  Spirit  arm  our  breast, 
And  keep  our  minds  in  perfect  peace. 

4  Jesus,  for  this  we  calmly  wait ; 

O  let  our  eyes  behold  thee  near  ! 

Hasten  to  make  our  heaven  complete  ; 

Appear,  our  glorious  God,  appear  ! 


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817      Living  to  serve  the  eause  of  Christ* 

1  My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  j-ervire  I  can  nay, 

And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee. — 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 

'Tis  my  delight  thy  face  to  see, 

Ami  serve  the  cause  of  sueh  a  Friend. 

3  I  would  not  sigh  for  worldly  joy, 
Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good  ; 

Nor  future  days  nor  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  'Tis  to  my  Savior  I  would  live,— 
To  him  who  tor  my  ransom  died  ; 

Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more ; 

And  my  last  hour  cf  life  confess 
His  saving  love,  his  glorious  power. 


1023      God's  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy, 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 

To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

3  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care. 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

4  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade. 

586  For  the  Sivy's  protection. 

1  Jesus,  I  fain  vould  walk  in  thee, — 
From  nature's  every  path  retreat ; 

Thou  art  my  Way, — my  Leader  be, 
And  set  upon  the  rock  my  feet. 

2  Uphold  me.  Savior,  or  I  fall : 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  : 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call, — 
Onlv  bv  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 


46  Universal  adoration. 

1   0  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Thou  God  of  hosts,  by  all  adored : 


The  earth  and  heavens  are  full  of  thee, 

Thy  light,  thy  power,  thy  majesty. 

2  Loud  hallelujahs  to  thy  Name, 
Angela  and  seraphim  proclaim: 

By  all  the  powers  and  thrones  in  heaven, 
Eternal  praise  to  thee  is  given. 

3  Apostles  join  the  glorious  throng, 
And  swell  the  loud  triumphant  song: 
Prophets  and  martyrs  hear  the  sound, 
And  spread  the  hallelujah  round. 

4  Glory  to  thee,  O  God  most  high  ! 
Father,  we  praise  thy  majesty  : 
The  Son,  the  Spirit,  we  adore; 
One  Godhead,  blest  forever  more. 


594    Rejoicing  at  the  return  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 
The  dawn  of  this  returning  day ; 

My  thoughts,  O  God,  ascend  to  thee, 
While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone, 
Nor  would  receive  another  guest : 

Eternal  King,  erect  thy  throne, 

And  reign  sole  monarch  in  my  breast 

3  O  bid  this  trifling  world  retire, 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away ; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire, 

One  sinful  thought,  through  all  the  day 

4  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 
My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing, — 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 

And  join  the  strain  which  angels  sing. 


619    Sabbath  evening :  Thy  kingdom  come. 

1  Millions  within  thy  courts  have  met, 
Millions  this  day  before  thee  bow'd ; 

Their  faces  Zionward  were  set, — 

Vows  with  their  lips  to  thee  they  vow'd. 

2  But  thou,  soul-searching  God  !  hast  known 
The  hearts  of  all  that  bent  the  knee ; 

And  hast  accepted  those  alone, 

Who  in  the  spirit  worshipp'd  thee. 

3  People  of  many  a  tribe  and  tongue, 
Of  various  languages  and  lands, 

Have  heard  thy  truth,  thy  glory  sung, 
'And  ofler'd  prayer  with  holy  hands. 

4  And  not  a  prayer,  a  tear,  a  sigh, 
Hath  fail'd  this  day  some  suit  to  gain ; 

To  those  in  trouble  thou  wert  aigfa  ; 
Not  one  hath  sought  thy  face  in  vain. 


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God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way, 
From  all  the'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  he  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

241  The  joys  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  When  grace  has  purified  my  heart, 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part : 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  be  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


348  The  gospel  feast. 

1  Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast ; 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesua'  guest : 

Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all : — 

Come  all  the  world  !  come,  sinner,  thou  I 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest ; 

Ye  poor,  and  maimed,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live : 
0  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  tain. 

5  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious,  bleeding  sacrifice  : 
His  offered  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  saved  by  grace. 

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


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710  The  heavenly  Guest  invited. 

1  Savior  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow, 

And  own  thee  faithful  to  thy  word  ; 
We  hear  thy  voice,  and  open  now 
Our  hearts  to  entertain  our  Lord. 

2  Come  in,  come  in,  thou  heavenly  Guest ; 

Delight  in  what  thyself  hast  given  ; 
On  thy  own  gifts  and  graces  feast, 

And  make  the  contrite  heart  thy  heaven 

3  Smell  the  sweet  odors  of  our  prayers  ; 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise  approve  ; 

And  treasure  up  our  gracious  tears, 

Who  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love. 

4  Beneath  thy  shadow  let  us  sit ; 

Call  us  thy  friends,  and  love,  and  bride 
And  bid  us  freely  drink  and  eat 
Thy  dainties,  and  be  satisfied. 

80-!  The  VOW  sealed  at  the  cross. 

1  Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine. 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine  ; 
"With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sov'reign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Iinmanuel's  blood. 

3  Thine  would  I  live — thine  would  I  die; 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity  ; 


The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal, 

And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

Here,  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 

That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God, — 

Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 


859         The  spirit  of  the  ancient  worthies. 
1   O  for  that  flame  of  living  fire, 

Which  shone  so  bright  in  saints  of  old : 
Which  bade  their  souls  to  heaven  aspire, — 

Calm  in  distress,  in  danger  bold. 
Where  is  that  spirit,  Lord,  which  dwelt 

In  Abraham's  breast,  and  seal'd  him 
thine  ? 
Which  made  Paul's  heart  with  sorrow  melt, 

And  glow  with  energy  divine  ? — 
That  Spirit,  which  from  age  to  age 

Proclaiui'd  thy  love,  and  taught  thy  ways? 
Brighten'd  Isaiah's  vivid  page, 

And  breath'd  in  David's  hallow'd  lays? 
Is  not  thy  grace  as  nighty  now 

As  when  Elijah  tt  t  its  power : 
WThen  glory  beam'd  1  om  Moses'  brow, 

Or  Job  endur'd  the  trying  hour  ? 
Remember,  Lord,  the  ancient  days  ; 

Renew  thy  work  ;  thy  grace  restore  ; 
And  while  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise, 

On  us  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour. 

•This  tnne  is  found  in  the  best  collections  of  Psalmody.  Irom  its  constant  publication  in  all  the  olden 
collections,  it  mar  be  suppoised  to  have  been  a  special  favorite  It  is  fully  equal  in  every  thing  but  recollec- 
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3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

449  The  Riches  of  his  grace. 

1  What  am  I,  O  thou  glorious  God  ! 

And  what  my  father's  house  to  thee, 
That  thou  such  mercy  hast  bestowed 
On  me,  the  vilest  sinner,  me  ? 

2  Me,  in  my  blood,  thy  love  pass'd  by, 

And  stopp'd  my  ruin  to  retrieve'; 
Wept  o'er  my  soul  thy  pitying  eye  ; 
Thy  bowels  yearn'd,and  sounded, — live ! 

5  Dying,  I  heard  the  welcome  sound, 

Received  the  blessing  from  above, 
And  pardon  in  thy  mercy  found, 

Astonish'd  at  thy  boundless  love. 
4  Honor,  and  might,  and  thanks,  and  praise, 

I  render  to  my  pard'ning  God  ; 
Extol  the  riches  of  thy  grace, 

And  spread  thy  saving  name  abroad. 


5  I  magnify  thy  gracious  power, 

And  all  within  me  shouts  thy  Name  : 
Thy  Name  let  every  soul  adore  ; 

Thy  power  let  every  tongue  proclaim. 

435  The  realizing  light  of  faith. 

1  Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word, 

Whose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame, 
Faith,  like  its  finisher  and  Lord, 
To-day,  as  yesterday,  the  same  : — 

2  To  thee  our  humble  hearts  aspire, 

And  ask  the  gift  unspeakable  ; 
Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire, 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil. 

3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong  to  save  : 

(Save  us,  a  present  Savior  thou  :) 

Whate'er  we  hope,  by  faith  we  have  ; 

Future,  and  past,  subsisting  now. 

4  To  him  that  in  thy  Name  believes, 

Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given ; 
Into  himself  he  all  receives, — 

Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

5  The  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense, 

Unseen  by  reason's  glimm'ring  ray, 
With  strong  commanding  evidence," 
Their  heavenly  origin  display. 


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6  Faith  lends  its  realizing  light : 

Tlio  clouds  disperse,  the  shadows  fly  ; 
The*  invisible  appears  in  sight, 
And  God  is  Been  by  mortal  eye. 

315  Sin's  incinalh  d  - 

1  O  God,  to  whom,  in  flesh  reveal'd, 

The  helpless  all  for  soecor  came  ; 
The  sick  to  be  relieved  and  heal'd, 

And  found  salvation  in  thy  name  : — 

2  Thou  Bee'st  me  helpless  and  distressed, 

Feel)!*',  and  faint,  and  blind,  and  poor; 
"Weary,  1  come  to  thee  tor  rest ; 
And,  sick  of  sin,  implore  a  eure. 

3  My  sin's  incurable  disease, 

Thou.  .Jesus,  thou  alone  can'st  heal; 

Inspire  me  with  thy  power  ami  peaee, 

And  pardon  on  my  conscience  seal. 


243  In  the  sanctuary. 

1  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be  gone 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 

Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Savior  see  ; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  O  warm  my  heart  with  holy  tire, 
And  kindle  there  a  pure  desire  ; 
Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Savior,  what  delicious  fare  ! 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are  ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine  ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine ; 
Thy  glorious  name  shall  be  adored, 
And  everv  tongue  confess  thee  Lord. 


48 1  The  will  of  God. 

1  lie  wills  that  I  should  holy  be  : 

That  holiness  I  long  to  feel ; 
That  full  divine  conformity 

To  all  mv  Savior's  righteous  will. 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  thy  soul 

Accomplished  in  the  change  of  mine  ; 
And  plunge  me,  every  whit  made  whole, 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  divine. 

3  On  thee.  O  God,  my  soul  is  stay'd. 

And  waits  to  prove  thine  utmost  will ; 
The  promise  by  thy  merry  made. 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  in  me  fulfil. 

4  No  more  I  stagger  at  thy  power, 

Or  doubt  thy  truth,  which  cannot  move 
Hasten  the  long-expected  hour, 

And  bless  me  with  thy  perfect  love. 


519  Design  of  prayer. 

1  Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 

The  blessings  God  designs  to  <»ive  : 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray  : 
They  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  It  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress ; 

if  cares  distract,  or  tears  dismay; 
If  guilt  deject ;  if  sin  distress  ; 

In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 

3  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak  : 

Though  thought  be  broken,  language 
lame, 
Pray  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak  ; 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  him  ;  thou  canst  not  fail ; 

Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known ; 
Fear  not ;  his  merits  must  prevail : 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 

607  Evening:  Trusting  in  God. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  which  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day. 

4  Lord,  let  my  soul  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  : 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love. 


433  The  Lord  our  righteousness. 

1  Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast, 

The  mighty  glory  in  their  might ; 
The  rich  in  ilatt'ring  riches  trust, 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 

2  The  rush  of  num'rous  years  bears  down 

The  most  gigantic  strength  of  man ; 
And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone, 
When,  dust,  he  turns  to  dust  again? 

3  One  only  gift  can  justify 

The  boasting  soul  that  knows  his  God  ; 
When  Jesus  doth  his  blood  apply, 
I  glory  in  his  sprinkled  blood. 

4  The  Lord  my  righteousness  I   praise, 

I  triumph  in  the  love  divine  ; 
The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace 
In  Christ  to  endless  a^es  mine. 


ALL    SAINTS.    L.  M. 


Wm.  KNAP  P. 


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3  Come,  join  the  angels  in  the  sky  ; 
Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  on  high ; 
Let  peace  and  love  on  earth  abound, 
While  time  revolves  and  years  roll  round. 

961  Seeking  a  tabernacle. 

1  When  to  the  exiled  seer  were  given 
Those  rapt'rous  views  of  highest  heaven, 
All  glorious  though  the  visions  were, 
Yet  he  beheld  no  temple  there. 

2  The  New  Jerusalem  on  high 
Hath  one  pervading  sanctity ; 

No  sin  to  mourn,  no  grief  to  mar, — 
God  and  the  Lamb  its  temple  are. 

3  But  we,  frail  sojourners  below, 
The  pilgrim  heirs  of  guilt  and  wo, 
Must  seek  a  tabernacle  where 

Our  scatter'd  souls  may  blend  in  prayer. 

4  O  Thou  !  who  o'er  the  cherubim 
Didst  shine  in  glories  veil'd  and  dim, 
With  purer  light  our  temple  cheer, 
And  dwell  in  unveil'd  glory  here. 

.98 1  The  restoration  of  Israel. 

1  Arise,  great  God  !  and  let  thy  grace 
Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race  ; 
Restore  the  long-lost,  scatter'd  band, 
And  call  them  to  their  native  land. 


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2  Their  misery  let  thy  mercy  heal ; 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal ; 
O  God  of  Israel !  hear  our  prayer, 
And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 

3  How  long  shall  Jacob's  offspring  prove 
The  sad  suspension  of  thy  love  ? 

Lord,  shall  thy  wrath  forever  burn  ? 
And  will  thy  mercy  ne'er  return  V 

4  Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  now  impart, 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart ; 
While  Israel's  rescued  tribes  in  thee 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 


"  Glad  homage." 

1  With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth, 
To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 

Glad  homage  pay,  with  awful  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise. 

2  Oh,  enter  ye  his  temple  gate, 
Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press : 

And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 

3  For  he's  the  Lord,  supremely  good, 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 

His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 


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'Justice  and  judgment  are  the  habitation  of  thy 
throne." 

1  He  reigns !  the  Lord,  the  Savior  reigns ! 
Sing  to  his  name  in  lofty  strains ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  in  his  praise  exalt  their  voice ! 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne : 
Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo  !  he  comes, — 
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Before  him  burns  devouring  fire  ! 
The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire  ! 
1  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day  : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh  ! 


"God  so  loved  the  world." 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear ; 

No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 
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2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 


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Christ,  the  good  Physician. 


1  Jesus,  thy  far-extended  fame 

My  drooping  soul  exults  to  hear; 
Thy  Name,  thy  all-restoring  Name, 
Is  music  in  a  sinner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didst  receive 

With  comfortable  word*,  and  kind  ; 
Their  sorrows  cheer,  their  wants  relieve, 
Heal  the  diseased,  and  cure  the  blind. 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Savior  still, 

In  every  place  and  age  the  same  ? 
Hast  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  skill, 
Or  lost  the  virtue  of  thy  name  ? 

4  Faith  in  thy  changeless  name  I  have  : 

The  good,  the  kind  Physician,  thou 
Art  able  now  our  souls  to  save, 
Art  willing  to  restore  them  now. 


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3  Vouchsafe,  celestial  Dove,  thy  peace, 
That  we  at  perfect  peace  may  be  ; 

"Within  our  hearts  thy  love  increase, — 
Within  our  thoughts,  thy  purity. 

4  O  Light  divine  !  direct  our  feet, 
Which  long  in  error's  paths  have  trod  ; 

Our  prison'd  souls  with  freedom  greet, 
Convince  of  sin,  and  lead  to  God. 


781  He  carethfor  you. 

1  Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  fear, 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near ; 

Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still : 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  sky, 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry ; 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim : 
Ask  and  receive  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heart; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart ; 

Then  all  things  else  he'll  freely  give  ; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

4  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest, 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest ; 
May  I  that  happy  person  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity. 


547  The  evidence  of  perfect  love. 

1  Quicken'd  with  our  immortal  Head, 
Who  daily,  Lord,  ascend  with  thee ; 

Redeem'd  from   sin,  and  free  indeed, 
We  taste  our  glorious  liberty. 

2  Saved  from  the  fear  of  hell  and  death, 
With  joy  we  seek  the  things  above ; 

And  all  thy  saints  the  spirit  breathe 
Of  power,  sobriety,  and  love. 

3  Pure  love  to  God  thy  members  find  ; 
Pure  love  to  every  soul  of  man ; 

And  in  thy  sober,  spotless  mind, 

Savior,  our  heaven  on  earth  we  gain. 


572  For  the  fire  of  divine  love. 

1  O  thou  who  earnest  from  above, 
The  pure  celestial  fire  t'  impart, 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 
On  the  mean  altar  of  my  heart. 

2  Jesus,  confirm  my  heart's  desire, 

To  work,  and  speak,  and  think  for  thee ; 
Still  let  me^uard  the  holy  fire, 
And  still  stir  up  thy  gift  in  me. 

3  Ready  for  all  thy  perfect  will, 
My  acts  of  faith  and  love  repeat, 

Till  death  thy  endless  mercies  seal, 
And  make  the  sacrifice  complete. 


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1 '«  1   <  Fulness  and  sufficiency  of  the  Atonement. 

1  Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousnesi 
My  beauty  are.  my  glorious  dress : 
'Midi.,  flaming  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 
"With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thy  great  day. 
For  who  aught  to  my  charm'  shall  lay? 
Fully  absolved  through  these  I  am, — 

From  sin  ami  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  The  holy,  meek,  unspotted  Lamb, 
Who  from  the  Father's  bosom  came, — 
Who  died  for  me,  e'en  me  t'  atone, — 
Isow  tor  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord,  I  believe  thy  precious  blood, — 
Which,  at  the  mercy-seat  of  God, 
Forover  doth  for  sinners  plead. — 

For  me  e'en  for  my  soul,  was  shed. 

5  Lord,  I  believe  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore, 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid, 
For  all  a  full  atonement  made. 


417  Only  Jesus. 

1  When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee  ? 

The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, — 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  might  feel  thee  near : 

0  dark  !  dark  !  dark  !  I  still  must  say, 
Amidst  the  blaze  of  gospel  day. 

3  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find, 
And  cast  the  world  and  flesh  behind ; 
Thou,  only  thou,  to  me  be  given, 

Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flesh  set  free, 
Jesus,  my  soul  shall  fly  to  thee  : 
Jesus,  when  I  have  lost  my  all, 

1  shall  upon  thy  bosom  fall. 

227  The  river  of  life. 

1  Great  Source  of  being  and  of  love ! 
Thou  wat'rest  all  the  worlds  above  ; 
And  all  the  joys  which  mortals  know, 
From  thine  exhaustless  fountain  flow. 

2  A  sacred  spring  at  thy  command, 
From  Zion'a  mount,  in  Canaan's  land, 
Beside  thy  temple  cleaves  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  limpid  stream  around. 

3  Close  by  its  banks,  in  order  fair, 
The  blooming  trees  of  life  appear ; 


Their  blossoms  fragrant  odors  give, 

And  on  their  fruit  the  nations  live. 

•1  Flow, wondrous  stream  I  with  glory  crown'd, 

Flow  on  to  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 

And  bear  us,  on  thy  gentle  wave, 

To  Him  who  all  thy  virtues  gave. 


762  Safety  and  security  in  the  arms  of  Jtsus. 
God  of  my  lite,  whose  gracious  power 

Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turn'd  aside  the  fatal  hour, 

Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head; — 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, — 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see  ; 

Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Savior's  breast ! 

Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest. 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 
But  thou,  O  Christ,  my  wisdom  art : 

I  ever  into  ruin  run, 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 

Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, — 
The  heaven  of  lovina  thee  alone. 


17  The  prosperity  of  the  saints. 

1  O  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Hath  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

3  Extend  to  me  that'  favor,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford  ; 
When  thou  return'st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 

4  O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  see 
Thy  saints  in  full  prosperity, — 
That  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join, 
And  count  thy  people's  triumph  mine  ! 


Doxology. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  who  kindly  rules 
And  governs  all  our  Sunday-schools  ; 
Let  children,  with  the  cherub  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


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2  The  rocks  can  rend ;  the  earth  can  quake  ; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake  : 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
O  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt : 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments  too,  which  devils  fear — 
Amazing  thought ! — unmoved  I  hear  ; 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  But  power  divine  can  do  the  deed ; 
And.  Lord,  that  power  I  greatly  need : 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 

And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 


854  Zeal  implored. 

1  O  thou,  who  all  things  canst  control, 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul ; 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light 
Tierce  through,  dispel,  the  shade  of  night ; 


Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire  ; 
With  holy,  conqu'ring  zeal  inspire. 

3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant ; 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul,  and  faint  : 
With  steps  unwav'ring,  undismav'd, 
Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread, 

4  With  outstretch'd   hands,  and   streaming 

eyes, 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize  : 
I  groan,  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray  ; 
But  ah  !  my  zeal  soon  dies  away. 

5  The  deadly  slumber  then  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal  : 

Rise,  Lord,  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power, 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleep  no  more. 

30  How  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 

1  O  thou,  whom  all  thy  saints  adore, 

We  now  with  all  thy  saints  agree, 
And  bow  our  inmost  souls  before 
Thy  glorious,  awful  Majesty. 

2  We  come,  great  God,  to  seek  thy  face, 

And  for  thy  loving  kindness  wait ; 
And  O,  how  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 

'Tis  God's  own  house,  'tis  heaven's  <;ate. 


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3  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh  ; 
To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  aspire  ; 

And  lo!  we  Bee  descend  from  high 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 

4  Still  let  it  on  the'  assembly  stay, 
And  all  the  house  with  glory  fill  ; 

To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way, 
And  lead  us  to  thy  holy  hill. 

5  There  let.  us  all  with  Jesus  stand, 
And  join  the  gen'ral  Church  above, 

And  take  our  seats  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  sins  thine  everlasting  love. 


65  The  heavens  declare  his  glory. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim  : 

2  The'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  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  lisrning  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth ; 

4  While  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  the  dark  terrestrial  ba-1 ; 
What,  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found ; 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
Forever  singing  as  they  shine, 
The  Hand  that  made  us  is  divine. 


523  Waiting  for  the  promise. 

1  O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

0  all-atoning  Lamb  of  God  ! 

1  wait  to  see  thy  glorious  face  ; 

1  seek  redemption  in  thy  blood. 

2  Thou  art  the  anchor  of  my  hope  ; 
The  faithful  promise  I  receive  : 

Surely  thy  death  shall  raise  me  up, 
For  thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live. 

3  Satan,  with  all  his  arts,  no  more 

Ale  from  the  Gospel  hope  can  move  ; 
I  shall  receive  the  gracious  power, 
And  find  the  pearl  of  perfect  love. 


4  My  flesh,  which  cries. — It  cannot  be, 
Shall  silence  keep  before  the  Lord  ; 

And  earth,  and  hell,  and  sin  shall  flee 
At  Jesus'  everlasting  word. 

304  Only  by  faith. 

1  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal ; 

I  see  my  sin,  bat  cannot  feel ; 

1  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 
And  bid  the  obedient  waters  flow. 

2  Tia  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, — are  thine. 

3  With  simple  faith,  on  thee  I  call, — 
My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all  : 

I  wait  the  moving  of  the  pool ; 

I  wait  the  word  that  speaks  me  whole. 

4  Speak,  gracious  Lord — my  sickness  cure, — 
Make  my  infected  nature  pure : 

Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy  impart, 
And  pour  thyself  into  my  heart ! 

181  The  promised  Comforter. 

1  Lord,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 
The  apostolic  promise  given  ; 

We  wait  the  pentecostal  powers, — 

The  Holy  Ghost  sent  down  from  heaven. 

2  Assembled  here  with  one  accord, 
Calmly  we  wait  the  promised  grace, — ■ 

The  purchase  of  our  dying  Lord  ; 
Come,  Holy  Ghost  and  fill  the  place. 

3  If  er^ry  one  that  asks  may  find, — 
If  still  thou  dost  on  sinners  fall, — 

Come  as  a  mighty  rushing  wind ; 
Great  grace  be  now  upon  us  all. 

4  Ah !  leave  us  not  to  mourn  below, 
Or  long  for  thy  return  to  pine ; 

Now,  Lord,  the  Comforter  bestow, 
And  fix  in  us  the  Guest  divine. 


463  Rejoicing  in  forgiving  love. 

1  My  soul  with  humble  fervor  raise 
To  God  the  voice  of  grateful  praise, 
And  all  my  ransom'd  powers  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  tenoer  care, 
Saved  me  when  sinking  in  despair ; 

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. 


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less    and  faint. 


3  Thou,  only  thou,  the  kind,  and  good, 
And  sheep-redeeming,  Shepherd  art ; 

Collect  thy  flock,  and  give  them  food, 
And  pastors  after  thine  own  heart. 

4  Give  the  pure  word  of  gen'ral  grace, 
And  great  shall  be  the  preachers'  crowd ; 

Preachers  who  all  the  sinful  race 
Point  to  the  all-atoning  blood. 

5  Thine  only  glory  let  them  seek  ; 

O  let  their  hearts  with  love  o'erflow; 
Let  them  believe,  and  therefore  speak, 
And  spread  thy  mercy's  praise  below. 


446         Embracing  the  Savior  by  faith. 
1  Into  thy  gracious  hands  I  fall, 

And  with  the  arms  of  faith  embrace  \ 

0  King  of  glory,  hear  my  call ; 

O  raise  me,  heal  me  by  thy  grace. 
Now  righteous  through  thy  grace  1  am ; 
No  condemnation  now  1  dread  ; 

1  taste  salvation  in  thy  name, — 

Alive  in  thee,  my  living  Head. 

2  Still  let  thy  wisdom  be  my  guide, 
Nor  take  thy  flight  from  me  away ; 

Still  with  me  let  thy  grace  abide, 
That  I  from  thee  may  never  stray : 


Let  thy  word  richly  in  me  dwell, — 
Thy  peace  and  love  my  portion  be  : 

My  joy  to'  endure  and  do  thy  will, 
Till  perfect  I  am  found  in  thee. 

625  Infinite  indebtedness. 

1  Great  God,  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 
Awake,  and  sing  thy  mighty  Name ; 

Thy  hand  revolves  the  circling  hours — 
Thy  hand,  from  whence  our  being  came. 

2  Seasons  and  moons,  still  rolling  round 
In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  ; 

And  years  with  smiling  mercy  crown'd, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  Our  life,  and  health,  and  friends,  we  owe 
All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 

Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  Thus  may  wc  sing  till  nature  cease,— 
Till  sense  and  language  are  no  more > 

And,  after  death,  thy  boundless  grace 
Through  everlasting  years  adore. 

182  The  Savior's  legacy. 

1  Jesus,  we  on  the  words  depend, 

Spoken  by  thee  while  present  here,—' 
The  Father  in  my  name  shall  send 

The  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter. 


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2  That  promise  made  to  Adam's  race, 
Now,  Lord,  in  us,  we  pray,  fulfil j 

And  give  tin;  Spirit  of  th v  grace, 

To  teach  us  all  thy  perfect  will. 
J  That  heavenly  Teacher  of  mankind, 

That  Guide  infallible,  impart, — 
ro  bring  thy  sayings  to  our  mind. 

And  write  them  on  each  faithful  heart 
l   He  only  ran  the  words  apply, 

Through  which  we  endless  life  possess  j 
\nd  deal  to  each  his  legacy, — 

Our  Lord's  unutterable  peace. 

>9 1  For  the  peace  of  Jerusalem . 

I   O  thou,  our  Savior,  Brother,  Friend, 

Behold  a  cloud  of  incense  rise  ; 
rhe  prayers  of  saints  to  heaven  ascend, 

Grateful,  accepted  sacrifice. 

I  Regard  our  prayers  for  Zion's  peace ; 

Shed  in  our  hearts  thy  love  abroad; 
rhy  gifts  abundantly  increase; 

Enlarge,  and  fill  us  all  with  God. 

3  Before  thy  sheep,  great  Shepherd,  go, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  will , 

Cause  us  thy  hallow'd  name  to  know ; 
The  work  of  faith  in  us  fulfil. 

i  Help  us  to  make  our  calling  sure  ; 

O  le£  us  all  be  saints  indeed, 
And  pure  as  thou  thyself  art  pure, 

Conform'd  in  all  things  to  our  Head. 

5  Take  the  dear  purchase  of  thy  blood ; — 
Thy  blood  shall  wash  us  white  as  snow : 

Present  us  sanctified  to  God, 
And  perfected  in  love  below. 

825  Following  the  Savior. 

1   O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee  ; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 
S  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross ; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way : 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, — 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  wo, — 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 


5  Savior,  where'er  thy  jtops  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee  ; 
()  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  lie  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  ray  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

28  Living  bread. 

1  Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford  ; 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  : 

Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixM  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  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sov'reign  power  and  energy ; 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will : 
Thy  saving  power  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 


God  our  Refuge. 

1  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 

Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there, 

Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world ; 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar ; 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide  ; 

While  every  nation,  every  shore, 

Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God, 

Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 

And  watering  our  divine  abode. 
6  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 
6  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  his  truth  and  armed  with  power. 


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3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
"While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

98T  The  Savior's  coming  expected  andprayedfor 

1  Jesus  !  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes, 
For  thine  expected  coming  waits  : 

When  will  the  promised  light  arise, 
And  glory  beam  on  Zion's  gates  ? 

2  E'en  now,  when  tempests  round  us  fall, 
And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 

Tby  words  with  pleasure  we  recall, 
And  deem  that  our  redemption's  nigh. 

3  O  !  come,  and  reign  o'er  every  land  ; 
Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurl'd, — 

All  nations  bow  to  thy  command, 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us,  in  watchfulness  and  prayer, 
To  wait  for  thine  appointed  hour ; 

And  fit  us,  by  thy  grace,  to  share 

The  triumphs  of  thy  conqu'ring  porter. 


148*  Dying,  rising,  reigning. 

1  He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 

A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground : 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load ; 

He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, — 
A  thousand  drops  of  purer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  : 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  ! 

But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  : 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 
(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise ;) 

Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  your  great  Deliv'rer  reigns ; 

Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  : 

6  Say,  Live  forever,  wondrous  King  ! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ; 

Then  ask  the  monster,  Where's  thy  sting 
And,  Where's  thy  vict'rv,  boasting  grave  V 


*  First  two  verses,  Windham. 


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2*25  Glorious  and  spotless. 

1  Jesus,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Groat  Builder  of  thy  Church  below; 
If  now  thy  Spirit  move  my  breast, 
Hear,  and  fulfil  thine  own  request 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  sanctifying  word, 

And  thee  their  utmost  Savior  own; — 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  express, 
Stand  forth  thy  chosen  witnesses; 
Thy  power  unto  salvation  show. 
And  perfect  holiness  below. 

4  Call  them  into  thy  wondrous  light, 
Worthy  to  walk  with  thee  in  white : 
Make  up  thy  jewels,  Lord,  and  show 
Thy  glorious,  spotless  Church  below. 

5  From  every  sinful  wrinkle  free, 
Redeemed  from  all  iniquity. 

The  fellowship  of  saints  make  known, 
And  O,  my  God,  may  I  be  one  ! 


688       77ie  Savior  seen  in  the  Scriptures. 

1  Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King, 
To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring; 
My  knee,  with  humble  homage,  bow  ; 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above  ; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

4  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  gives  my  lab'ring  conscience  peace  ; 
Raises  my  grateful  thoughts  on  high. 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  0  let  my  song, 
Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong  ; 
Let  distant  climes  thy  Name  adore. 

Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 


597  Morning:  Sacrifice  of  praise  and  prayer 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sin<r 
High  praises  to  the'  eternal  King.° 

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3  All  praise  to  Thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refresh'd  me  while  I  slept  : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  fust  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


806  Heavenly  bliss  in  prospect. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  on  wings  sublime, 
Above  the  vanities  of  time  ; 

Let  faith  now  pierce  the  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new,  celestial  birth, 
Why  should  I  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  vain,  and  fleeting  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  me  on  the  road, — 
The  narrow  road  that  leads  to  God  V 

Or  can  I  love  this  earth  so  well, 
As  not  to  long  with  God  to  dwell  ? 

4  To  dwell  with  God, — to  taste  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above  : 

The  glorious  expectation  now 
Is  heavenly  bliss  begun  below. 

T8  Omnipotence  and  wisdom. 

1  Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  V 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthron'd  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears  ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence,  with  wisdom,  shines; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  Name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing , 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  list'ning  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 


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3  Shall  I,  to  soothe  th'  unholy  throng, 
Soften  thy  truth,  or  smooth  my  tongue, 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys, — or  flee 
The  cross  endured,  my  Lord,  by  thee  ? 

4  What  then  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread  ? 
Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid  ? 
A  man  !  an  heir  of  death  !   a  slave 

To  sin  !  a  bubble  on  the  wave  ! 

5  Yea,  let  men  rage  ;  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shadowing  wings  around  my  head : 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  tender  love 

Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 

891  Confident  Security. 

1  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh, 

Who,  who  shall  violate  my  rest  ? 
Sin,  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy  : 
I  lean  upon  ray  Savior's  breast. 

2  I  rest  beneath  th'  Almighty's  shade, 

My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  cease  ; 

Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  soul  is  stay'd, 

Wilt  keep  me  still  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Me  for  thine  own  thou  lov'st  to  take, 

In  time  and  in  eternity  •, 


Thou  never,  never  wilt  forsake 

A  helpless  worm  that  trusts  in  thee. 


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A  blessing  for  those  who  mourn. 

1  Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 

Whose  lives  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 
For  God,  who  pities  man,  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears ; 
And  weary   hours  of  wo  and  pain, 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

3  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest, 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ; 

Though  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guest, 

Yet  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny, — 

Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 

And  spurn'd  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

5  For  God  has  mark'd  each  sorrowing  day, 

And  number'd  every  secret  tear  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 


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226  Witnesses  for  Jesus. 

1  0  might  my  lot  be  cast  with  these, 
The  least  of  Jesus'  witnesses  ; 

0  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet, 
To  wash  his  dear  disciples'  feet ! 

2  This  only  thing  do  I  require  : 

Thou  know'st  'tis  all  my  heart's  desire, 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, — 
The  servant  of  thy  Church  to  live  : — 

3  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
And  wait  upon  thy  saints  below  ; 
Kirov  the  grace  to  angels  given, 
And  serve  the  royal  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Tell  me,  or  thou  shalt  never  go, — 
Thy  prayer  is  hoard  ;  it  shall  be  so: 
The  word  bath  paved  thy  lips,  and  I 
bhall  with  thy  people  live  and  die. 


209        Prepare  ye  the  way  of  the  Lord. 

1  Comfort,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 

Comfort  the  people  of  your  Lord  ; 
0  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 

And  cheer  them  by  the  gospel  word. 

2  Go  into  every  nation,  go  ; 

Speak  to  their  trembling  hearts, and  cry, 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  show  : 
Jerusalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 

3  Hark!  in  the  wilderness  aery, 

A  voice  that  loudly  calls. — Prepare  : 
Prepare  your  hearts,  for  God  is  nigh, 
And  waits  to  make  his  entrance  there. 

4  The  Lord  your  God  shall  quickly  come  ; 

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Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room  ; 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  the  way. 


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3  T,  I  alone  have  done  the  deed  ; 
'Tis  I  thy  sacred  flesh  have  torn ; 

My  sins  have  caused  thee,  Lord,  to  bleed,- 
Pointed  the  nail,  and  fix'd  the  thorn. 

4  For  me  the  burden  to  sustain 

Too  great,  on  thee,  my  Lord,  was  laid  : 
To  heal  me,  thou  hast  borne  the  pain  ; 
To  bless  me,  thou  a  curse  wast  made. 

5  My  Savior,  how  shall  I  proclaim, 
How  pay,  the  mighty  debt  I  owe  ? 

Let  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am, 

Ceaseless,  to  all,  thy  glory  show. 

6  Still  let  thy  tears,  thy  groans,  thy  sighs, 
O'erflow  my  eyes,  and  heave  my  breast, 

Till,  loosed  from  flesh  and  earth  I  rise, 
And  ever  in  thy  bosom  rest. 


309  Original  and  actual  sin. 

1  Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 


3  Behold,  we  fall  before  thy  face : 
Our  only  refuse  is  thy  grace  : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  us  clean  ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

4  Nor  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

5  Jesus,  thy  blood,  thy  blood  alone, 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  us  white  as  snow ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  us  so. 

6  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  our  peace. 
No  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease  ; 
Lord,  let  us  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  these  broken  hearts  rejoice. 

213  The  angels  of  the  churches. 

1  Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near; 
Us  with  thy  flaming  eye  behold ; 

Still  in  thy  Church  do  thou  appear, 
And  let  our  candlestick  be  gold. 

2  Still  hold  the  stars  in  thy  right  hand, 
And  let  them  in  thy  lustre  glow, — 

The  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  Church  below. 


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3  Make  good  their  apostolic  boast; 
Their  high  commission  let  them  prove  ; 

Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 

And  iill'd  with  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

4  Give  them  an  ear  to  hear  thy  word ; 
Thou  speakest  to  the  churches  now  : 

And  let  all  tongues  confess  tlnir  Lord, — 
Let  every  knee  to  Jesus  bow. 


316  The  imbred  byrosy. 

1  Jesus,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee, 

Can  turn  my  heart,  and  make  it  clean  : 
Purge  out  the  inbred  lepn 

And  save  me  from  my  bosom  sin. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  wilt,  I  do  believe 
Thou  canst  the  saving  grace  impart; 

Thou  canst  thi>  instant  now  forgive, 

And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
S  My  heart,  which  now  to  thee  I  raise, 

I  know  thou  canst  this  moment  cleanse, 
The  deepest  stains  of  sin  elTace, 

And  drive  the  evil  spirit  hence. 
4   Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ; 

Accomplish  now  thy  work  in  me ; 
And  let  my  soul  to  health  restored, 

Devote  its  deathless  powers  to  thee. 


102   The  glorious  goodness  of  the  triune  Jehovah. 

1  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Whom  one  all-perfect  God  we  own, 

Restorer  of  thine  image  lost, 

Thy  various  offices  make  known. 

2  Jehovah  in  three  persons,  come, 
And  draw,  ano!  sprinkle  us,  and  seal, 

Poor,  «uilty,  dying  worms,  in  whom 
Thou  wilt  eternal  life  reveal. 

3  Our  fallen,  ruin'd  souls,  to  raise, 
The  knowledge  of  thyself  bestow ; 

Reveal  the  riches  of  thy  grace, 

And  all  thy  glorious  goodness  show. 

'255  The  sacramental  seal. 

1  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Honor  the  means  ordain'd  by  thee ; 

Make  good  our  apostolic  boast, 
And  own  thy  glorious  ministry. 

2  We  now  thy  promised  presence  claim  ; 
Sent  all  mankind, — 

•  to  baptize  into  thy  name, — 
We  nuw  thy  promised  presence  find. 

3  Father,  in  thee  reveal  thy  Son  ; 

In  these,  for  whom  we  seek  thy  face, 
The  hidden  mystery  make  known, 
The  inward,  pure,  baptizing  grace. 


4  Jesus,  with  us  thou  always  art ; 
Effectual  make  the  sacred  sign  ; 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 

And  bless  the  ordinance  divine. 
.")   Eternal  Spirit,  from  on  high, 

Baptizer  of  our  spirits  thou, 
The.  sacramental  seal  apply, 

And  witness  with  the  water  now. 


630       No  success  without  God's  blessing. 

1  Except  the  Lord  our  labors  bless, 
In  vain  shall  we  desire  success  ; 
Except  his  guardian  power  restrain, 
The  watchman  waketh  but  in  vain. 

2  'Tis  useless  toil  our  store?  to  keep, — 
Early  to  rise,  and  late  to  sleep, — 
Unless  tint  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
His  providential  care  supply. 

3  Grant,  Lord,  that  we  may  ever  flee 
For  guidance  and  for  help  to  thee  ; 
Thy  bles-ing  ask,  whate'er  we  do, 
And  in  thy  strength  our  work  pursue. 

505  Mark  of  perfection. 

1  "What !  never  speak  one  evil  word  ? 
Or  rash,  or  idle,  or  unkind  V 

O  how  shall  I,  most  gracious  Lord, 
This  mark  of  true  perfection  find  ? 

2  Thy  sinless  mind  in  me  reveal ; 
Thy  Spirit's  plenitude  impart ; 

And  all  my  spotless  life  shall  tell 
The'  abundance  of  a  loving  heart. 


319  The  Physician  needed. 

1  O  Thou  who  once  they  flock'd  to  hear,- 
Thy  words  to  hear,  thy  power  to  feel, — 

Suffer  a  sinner  to  draw  near, 
And  graciously  receive  me  still. 

2  They  that  be  whole,  thyself  hast  said, 
No  need  of  a  physician  have ; 

But  1  am  sick,  and  want  thine  aid, 
And  wait  thine  utmost  power  to  save. 

3  Thy  power,  and  truth,  and  love  divine, 
The  same  from  age  to  age  endure : 

A  word,  a  gracious  word  of  thine, 
The  most  invet'rate  plague  can  cure. 

4  Helpless  howe'er  my  spirit  lies, 

And  long  hath  languish'd  at  the  pool  : 
A  word  of  thine  shall  make  it  rise, 
And  speak  me  in  a  moment  whole. 

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


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3  Let  me  no  more,  in  deep  complaint, 

My  leanness,  O  my  leanness  !  cry : 
Alone  consumed  with  pining  want, 
Of  all  my  Father's  children  I. 

4  The  painful  thirst,  the  fond  desire, 

Thy  joyous  presence  shall  remove  ; 
But  my  full  soul  shall  still  require 
A  whole  eternity  of  love. 


821  The  all-sufficient  Portion. 

1  O  love,  thy  sov'reign  aid  impart, 

And  guard  the  gift  thyself  hast  given  : 
My  portion,  thou,  my  treasure  art, 
My  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

2  Would  au^ht  on  earth  my  wishes  share  ? 

Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 
The  idol  from  my  breast  I'll  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  in  thee. 

3  Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 

To  thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore  ; 
Gladly  I  all  to  thee  resign  ; 
Give  me  thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 


757         Patient  thankfulness  and  trust. 

1  Eternal  beam  of  Light  divine, 

Fountain  of  unexhausted  love ; 
In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine, 

Thro'  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above  ; 

2  Jesus,  the  weary  wand'rer's  rest, 

Give  me  thy  easy  yoke  to  bear ; 
With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee, 

Prepared  and  mingled  by  thy  skill : 
Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  soul  to  heal. 

4  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  ages,  nigh  ! 

So  shall  each  murm'ring  thought  begone, 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

5  Speak  to  my  warring  passions, — Peace  ; 
Say  to  my  trembling  heart, — Be  still ; 

Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  ail  things  serve  thy  sov'rign  will. 


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6  O  death  !  where  is  thy  Bting  ?  Where  now 
Thy  boasted  victory,  O  grave  ? 

Who  shall  contend  with  God?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  save? 


326  Balm  in   QUead  and  a  good  Physician  there. 

1  Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made  ; 

\\  here  shall  the  sinner  find  a  eure  ? 
In  vain,  alas  !  is  nature's  aid; 

The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 

2  But  can  no  sovYeign  balm  be  found) 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Bre  lite  and  hope  forever  lly  ? 

3  There  is  a  great  Physician  near ; 

Look  up.  0  fainting  soul,  and  live  : 
See,  in  \\\>  heavenly  smiles,  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  eaunot  give. 

4  See,  in  the  Savior's  dying  blood, 

Lite,  health,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow  ; 
And  in  that  sacrificial  flood 

A  bairn  for  all  thv  (jrief  and  woe. 


598    Morning  :  The  Lord  is  my  portion. 

1  0  God,  my  God,  my  all  thou  art  : 

Ere  shines  the  dawn  of  rising  day, 
Thy  sov'reign  light  within  my  heart, 
Thy  all-enliv'ning  power,  display. 

2  For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pant, 

While  in  this  desert  land  I  live  ; 
And,  hungry  as  I  am,  and  faint, 
Thy  love  alone  can  comfort  give. 

3  In  a  dry  land,  behold,  I  place 

Mj  whole  desire  on  thee,  0  Lord  ; 
And  more  I  joy  to  gain  thy  grace, 
Than  all  earth's  treasures  can  afford. 

4  More  dear  than  life  itself,  thy  love 

My  heart  and  tongue  shall  still  employ  ; 
And  to  declare  thy  praise  will  prove 
My  peace,  my  glory,  and  my  joy. 

5  In  blessing  thee  with  grateful  songs, 

My  happy  life  shall  glide  away  ; 
The  praise  that  to  thy  Name  belongs, 
Hourly,  with  lifted  hands,  I'll  pay. 

•371  Social  dedication  to  God. 

1  Jesus,  our  best  beloved  friend, 

Draw  out  our  souls  in  sweet  desire  ; 
Jesus,  m  love  to  us  descend. — 
Baptize  us  with  thy  Spirit's  fire. 
.2  On  thy  redeeming  name  we  call, 

Poor  and  unworthy  though  we  be  ; 
Pardon  and  sanctify  us  all,"— 
Let  each  thv  full  salvation  see. 


3  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign. 

To  fear  and  follow  thy  commands  ; 
O  take  our  hearts,  our  hearts  are  thine, 
Accept  the  service  of  our  hands. 

4  Firm,  faithful,  watching  unto  prayer, 

Our  Master's  voire  will  we    obey  j 

Toil  in  the  vineyard  here,  and  bear 

The  heat  and  burden  of  the  day. 

5  Yet,  Lord,  for  us  a  resting-place, 

In  heaven,  at  thy  right  hand,  prepare; 
And  till  we  see  thee  face  to  face, 
Be  all  our  conversation  there. 


772  The  Lord  in  my  refuge. 

1  Why  is  my  heart  with  grief  oppress'd  ? 

Can  all  the  pains  I  feel  or  fear, 
Make  thee,  my  soul,  forget  thy  rest — 
Forget  that  God,  thy  God,  is  near  V 

2  Hast  thou  not  often  call'd  the  Lord 

Thy  refuge,  thy  almighty  friend  ? 
And  canst  thou  fear  to  trust  that  word 
On  which  thy  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ? 

3  Lord,  form  my  temper  to  thy  will ; 

If  thou  my  faith  and  patience  prove, 
May  every  painful  stroke  fulfil 
Thy  purposes  of  faithful  love. 

4  O  may  this  weak,  this  fainting  mind, 

A  Father's  hand,  adoring,  see ; 
Confess  thee  just,  and  wise,  and  kind, 
And  trust  thy  word,  and  cleave  to  thee. 

56  Jesus  every-where  present. 

1  Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy  seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallow'd  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Dost  dwell  with  those  of  humble  mind ; 
Such  ever  brin^thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  : 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

43G     The  healing  and  cleansing  Fountain. 

1  By  faith  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 

Open'd  for  all  mankind  and  me, 
To  purge  my  sins  of  deepest  dye, — 
My  life  and  heart's  impurity. 

2  From  Christ,  the  smitten  Rock,  it  flows, 

The  purple  and  the  crystal  stream  ; 
Pardon  and  holiness  bestow, 

And  both  I  sain  through  faith  in  him. 


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3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 
And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 

There  is  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 
Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears  : 

If  God  be  ours,  we're  trav'ling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

Angelic  music. 

1  There  is  a  harp  whose  thrilling  sound 
Swells  through  the  choir  of  heaven  above  ; 

'Mid  the  blue  arch  the  notes  resound, 
While  angels  catch  the  song  of  love. 

2  'Tis  when  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
A  sainted  spirit  wings  its  way  ; 

And  pure  before  the  throne  appears, 
In  robes  of  bright,  ethereal  day. 

3  Hark  !   the  glad  shout  of  sacred  joy, 
In  choral  numbers,  loud  and  long  ; 

The  angel  host  their  harps  employ  ; 
And  hallelujahs  swell  the  song. 

"  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  J' 
1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts.,  and  faith,  and  hopes  are 
one. 


2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  care,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within, 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

3  Their  streaming  tears  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  human  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  praise  united  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  oft  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awTful  face ; 
How   high,    how   strong   their  raptures 

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5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
'Mid  nature's  drooping  sickening  fire  : 
Soon  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  because  of  love. 

573  For  the  Spirit's  guidance. 

1  Jesus,  my  Savior,  Brother,  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  every  care, 

On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, — 
Inspire,  and  then  accept,  my  prayer. 

2  If  I  have  tasted  of  thy  grace, — 
The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings  ; 

If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  stays, 

And,  hov'ring,  hides  me  in  his  wings. 


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3  Still  let  him  with  ray  weakness  stay, 
Nor  tor  a  moment's  space  depart ; 

Evil  and  danger  turn  away. 

And  keep,  till  he  renews,  my  heart. 

4  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  I  bear, — 

Return,  and  walk  in  Christ,  thy  way  ; 

Fly  back  SO  Christ,  for  sin  is  near  ! 

"  Abide  with  us." 

1  Sun  of  my  soul !  thou  Savior  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near  : 

0,  may  no  earth-horn  eloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes ! 

2  When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought, — how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Savior's  breast ! 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh. 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake, 

Ere  through  the  world  my  way  I  take ; 
Abide  with  me  till  in  thy  love 
Hose  myself  in  heaven  above. 

"  Go,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet." 

1  Go,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet ; 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet : 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  0,  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 
Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise: 
There  he  displays  his  power  abroad, 
And   shines,  and  reigns,  the'    incarnate 

God! 

583  For  lowliness  and  purity. 

1  Jeans,  in  whom  the  Godhead's  rays 
Beam  forth  with  mildest  majesty  ; 

1  see  thee  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

And  come  for  all  I  want  to  thee. 

2  Save  me  from  pride, — the  plague  expel, 
Jesus,  thine  humble  self  impart: 

0  let  thy  mind  within  me  dwell ; 
0  give  me  lowliness  of  heart. 

3  Enter  thyself,  and  cast  out  sin  ; 
Thy  spotless  purity  bestow  : 

Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean  ; 
Was!)  me,  and  I  am  white  as  snow. 


4  Sprinkle  me,  Savior,  with  thy  blood, 

And  all  thy  gentleness  is  mine; 
And  plunge  me  in  the  purple  tlood, 
Till  all  1  am  is  lost  in  thine. 


The  sainted  dead. 

1  Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dead, 

Go  to  thy  longed-for,  happy  home ! 

The  tears  of  man  are  o'er  thee  shed ; 

The  voice  of  angels  bids  thee  come. 

2  If  life  be  not  in  length  of  days, 

In  silvered  locks  and  furrowed  brow, 
But  living  to  the  Savior's  praise, 

How  few  have  lived  so  long  as  thou  ! 

3  Though  eartli  may  boast  one  gem  the  less, 
May  iit)t  e'en  heaven  the  richer  be? 

And  myriads  on  thy  footsteps  press, 
To  share  thy  blest  eternity. 


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The  land  of  rest. 


1  Thy  loving  Spirit,  Lord,  alone, 

Can  lead  me  forth,  and  make  me  free  ; 
The  bondage  break  in  which  I  groan, 
And  set  my  heart  at  liberty. 

2  Now  let  thy  Spirit  bring  me  in, 
And  give  thy  servant  to  possess 

The  land  of  rest  from  inbred  sin, — 
The  land  of  perfect  holiness. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  power  the  same  ; 
The  same  thy  truth  and  grace  endure ; 

And  in  thy  blessed  hands  I  am, 
And  trust  thee  for  a  perfect  cure. 

4  Come,  Savior,  come,  and  make  me  whole; 

Entirely  all  my  sins  remove  ; 
To  perfect  health  restore  my  soul, — 
To  perfect  holiness  and  love. 

444      Graven  on  the  palms  of  His  hands. 

1  Jesus  the  Lamb  of  God,  hath  bled  ; 
He  bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree  ; 

Beneath  our  curse  he  bowed  his  head  ; — 
'Tis  finished  !   he  hath  died  for  me. 

2  See,  where  before  the  throne  he  stands, 
And  pours  the  all-prevailing  prayer: 

Points  to  his  side,  and  lilts  Jfris  hands, 
And  shows  that  I  am  graven  there. 

3  He  ever  lives  for  me  to  pray  ; 

He  prays  that  I  with  him  may  reign: 

Amen  to  what  my  Lord  doth  say ; 
Jesus,  thou  canst  not  pray  in  vain. 


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T'escape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven  ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope  beneath  the  ground. 


863 


Humble  confession. 


1  Savior,  I  now  with  shame  confess 
My  thirst  for  creature  happiness  ; 
By  base  desires  I  wrong' d  thy  love, 
And  forced  thy  mercy  to  remove. 

2  Yet,  O  the  riches  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thou,  who  hast  seen  my  evil  ways, 
Wilt  freely   yy  backslidings  heal, 
And  pardon  on  my  conscience  seal. 

S  Yea,  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 
My  comfort  thou  wilt  give  me  back  ; 
And  lead  me  on  from  grace  to  grace, 
In  all  the  paths  of  righteousness  : 


4  Till  fully  saved  my  new-born  soul, 
And  perfectly  by  faith  made  whole, 
Shall  bright  in  thy  full  image  rise, 
To  share  thy  glory  in  the  skies. 

858     No  peace  but  in  the  favor  of  God. 

1  0  where  is  now  that  glowing  love 

That  mark'd  our  union  with  the  Lord  ? 
Our  hearts  were  fix'd  on  things  above, 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 

2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  lead  us  then 

To  make  our  Savior's  glory  known? 
That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
And  kept  our  eye  on  him  alone  ? 

3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons,  spent 

In  fellowship  with  him  we  loved? 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 
The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved  ? 

4  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee ; 

0,  cast  us  not  away  though  vile : 
No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  we  see, 
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Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
No  Savior  C8U  you  to  the  6kies. 

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How  sweet  the  Gospel's  charming  sound  ; 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  0  haste  away, 
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oGO  Shut  up  in  unbelief. 

I    Light  of  the  (Gentile  world,  appear; 
Command  the  blind  thy  rays  to  see: 
Our  darkness  chase,  our  so:  rows  cheer, 
And  sat  the  plaintive  prisoner  free. 

'2  Me,  me  who  still  in  darkness  sit, 
Shut  ap  in  sin  and  unbelief, 

Deliver  from  this  glo  >mv  pit. — 
This  dungeon  of  despairing  grief. 


3  Open  mine  eyes  the  Lamb  to  know, 
Who  bears  the  gen'ral  sin  away  ; 
And  to  my  ransomed  spirit  show 
The  glories  of  eternal  day. 

1 06  5  The  inevitable  doom. 

1  Tremendous  God,  with  humble  fear, 

Prostrate  before  thy  awful  throne, 
The  word  unchangeable  we  hear — 
Thy  sov'reign  righteousness  we  own. 

2  'Tis  fit  wo  should  to  dust  return, 

Since  such  the  will  of  God  Most  High; 
In  sin  conceived,  to  trouble  born, 
Born  to  lament,  and  toil,  and  die. 

3  Submissive  to  thy  just  decree, 

Wo  all  shall  soon  from  earth  remove ; 
But  when  thou  sendest,  Lord,  for  me, 
0  let  the  messenger  be  love. 

4  Whisper  thy  love  into  my  heart ; 

Warn  me  of  my  approaching  end  ; 
And  then  1  joyfully  depart, 

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Wm.  B.  BRADBURY. 
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Think  that  the  seal     of    love  di-vine,  The  sign  of    covenant  grace  they  wear. 


3  In  all  their  erring,  sinful  years, 
Oh,  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be  ! 

Remember  all  the  prayers  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  wanderers  to  thy  fold  restore. 

Trust  in  Christ  at  the  hour  of  death. 

1  Jesus,  in  whom  but  thee  above 
Can  I  repose  my  trust,  my  love? 
And  shall  an  earthly  object  be 
Loved  in  comparison  with  thee  ? 

2  How  soon,  0  Lord,  will  life  decay  ! 
How  soon  this  world  will  pass  away  ! 
Ah !  what  can  mortal  friends  avail, 
When  heart,  and  strength,  and  life  shall 

fail  ? 

3  O,  then,  be  thou,  my  Savior  nigh, 
And  I  will  triumph  while  I  die  ; 
My  strength,  my  portion  is  divine, 
And  Jesus  is  forever  mine  ! 

With  Christ  in  heaven. 
1  As  when  the  weary  traveler  gains 
The  hight  of  some  o*erlooking  hill, 


His  heart  revives,  if  o'er  the  plains 

He  sees  his  home,  though  distant  still — 

2  So  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 
By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

3  "  T  is  there,"  he  says,  "lam  to  dwell 
With  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day  ; 
Then  shall  I  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  shall  wipe  my  tears  away." 

"  There  am  I  in  the  7nidst  of  them." 

1  Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise  ; 

2  "  There,"  says  the  Savior,  "  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company  ; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  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  heavenly  love. 


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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  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismay 'd  ? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  surTring  saints  no  mercy-seat  ? 

5  There,  there  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more  ; 

And  heav'ji  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
"While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

558  Blessings  of  prayer. 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love ; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 


3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight  ; 
Prayer  keeps  the  Christian'*  armor  bright : 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

353  The  joys  of  penitence. 

1  Come,  O  ye  sinners  to  the  Lord, 
In  Christ  to  paradise  restored  : 
His  proffer'd  benefits  embrace, — 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace  : — ■ 

2  A  pardon  written  with  his  blood; 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence  ; — 

3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart ; 
The  tears  that  tell  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
The.  sighs  that  waft  your  souls  to  heaven? 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
The  unutterable  tenderness  ; 

The  genuine,  meek,  humility  ; 

The  wonder,  why  sych  love  to  me  : — 

5  Th'  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  grace* 
The  sight  that  vails  the  seraph's  face ; 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 


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Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more  ; 
Meet,  with  the  blood-bought  throng,  to 

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And  crown  our  Jesus — Lord  of  all ! 

1041  His  way  is  in  the  sea. 

1  Lord  of  the  wide,  extensive  main, 
Whose  power  the  wind,  and  sea,  controls, 

Whose  hand  doth  earth  and  heaven  sustain. 
Whose  Spirit  leads  believing  souls  : 

2  Tis  here  thine  unknown  paths  we  trace, 
Which  dark  to  human  eyes  appear  ; 

While  through  the  mighty  waves  we  pass, 
Faith  only  sees  that  God  is  here. 

3  Throughout  the  deep  thy  footsteps  shine: 
We  own  thy  way  is  in  the  sea, 

0 'era wed  by  majesty  divine, 
And  lost  in  thine  immensity. 

4  Thy  wisdom  here  we  learn  to'  adore  ; 
Thine  everlasting  truth  we  prove  ; 

Amazing  heights  of  boundless  power, 
T7nfathomable  depths  of  love. 

847  Security  and  safety. 

1  God  is  our  refuge  and  defence  ; 

In  trouble  our  unfailing  aid : 
Secure  in  his  omnipotence, 

What  foe  can  make  our  souls  afraid  ? 


2  Yea,  though  the  earth's  foundations  rock, 
And  mountains  down  the  gulf  be  hurled, 

His  people  smile  amid  the  shock  : 

They  look  beyond  this  transient  world. 

3  There  is  a  river  pure  and  bright,  [plains 
Whose  streams  make  glad  the  heavenly 

Where  in  eternity  of  light 
The  city  of  our  God  remains. 

4  Built  by  the  word  of  his  command, 
With  his  unclouded  presence  blest, 

Firm  as  his  throne  the  bulwarks  stand  ; 
There  is  our  home,  our  hope,  our  rest. 


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His  supreme  Divinity. 


1  The  day  of  Christ,  the  day  of  God, 
We  humbly  hope  with  joy  to  see, — 

Washed  in  the  sanctifying  blood 
Of  an  incarnate  Deity — 

2  Who  did  for  us  his  life  resign : 
There  is  no  other  God  but  one ; 

For  all  the  plenitude  Divine 
Resides  in  the  eternal  Son. 

3  Spotless,  sincere,  without  offence, 
0  may  we  to  his  day  remain, 

Who  trust  the  blood  o"f  Christ  to  cleanse 
Our  souls  from  every  sinful  stain. 


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4  Lord,  we  believe  the  promise  sure  ; 
The  purchased  comforter  impart ; 

Applj  thy  Mood  to  make  us  part, — 

To  keep  us  pure  in  life  and  heart. 

5  Then  let  us  Bee  that  day  supreme, 
When  none  thy  Godhead  shall  deny, — 

Thy  sov'reign  majesty  blaspheme, — 
Or  count  thee  less  than  the  Most  High: 

G  When  all  who  on  their  God  believe, — 

Who  here  thy  last  appearing  love, 
Shall  thy  consummate  joy  receive, 

And  sec  thy  glorious  face  above. 

94  Iimnanuel,  God  with  us. 

1  Eternal  depth  of  love  divine, 
In  Jesus,  God  with  us,  displayed  ; 

How  bright  thy  beaming  glories  shine  ; 
How  wide  thy  healing  streams  are  spread  # 

2  With  whom  dost  thou  delight  to  dwell? 
Sinners,  a  vile  and  thankless  race  ! 

0  God,  what  tongue  aright  can  tell 

How  vast  thy  love,  how  great  thy  grace  ! 

3  The  dictates  of  thy  sov'reign  will 
With  joy  our  grateful  hearts  receive  ; 

All  thy  delight  in  us  fulfil ; 
Lo,  all  we  are  to  thee  we  give. 

4  To  thy  sure  love,  thy  tender  care, 
Our  flesh,  soul,  spirit,  we  resign; 

0  fix  thy  sacred  presence  there, 
And  seal  the'  abode  forever  thine. 

997  The  time  to  favor  Zion. 

1  Sov'reign  of  worlds  !  display  thy  power; 
Be  this  thy  Zion's  favor'd  hour  : 

Bid  the  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric's  shore,  on  India's  plains, 
On  lonely  isles  and  lands  unknown, 
And  make  the  nations  all  thine  own. 

3  Speak !   and  the  world   shall   hear   thy 

voice  ; 
Speak  !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  ; 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 
And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 

816  Living  to  the  glory  of  God. 

1  0  thou  !  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand 
Our  wayward,  erring  hearts  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 
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2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul  ; 
o'er  nil  may  we  victorious  prove 

That  stands  between  us  and  thy  love. 

3  Thrice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be, 
When  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 
Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 


990  Missionary  meeting. 

1  Assembled  at  thy  great  command, 
Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  stand: 
The  voice  that  marshalled  every  star, 
Has  called  thy  people  from  afar. 

2  AVe  meet  through  distant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Along  the  line — to  either  pole — 

The  anthem  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  Our  prayers  assist ;  accept  our  praise  ; 
Our  hopes  revive  ;  our  courage  raise  ; 
Our  counsels  aid  ; — to  each  impart 
The  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart. 

4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come  ; 
Recall  the  wand'ring  spirits  home  ; 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 


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The  redeemed  in  heaven. 


1  Lo  !  round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band, 
The  saints  in  countless  myriads  stand  ; 
Of  every  tongue  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came  ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame  ; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 

In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  They  see  the  Savior  face  to  face  ; 
They  sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace  ; 
And  day  and  night,  with  ceaseless  praise, 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 

[  0,  may  we  tread  the  sacred  road 
That  holy  saints  and  martyrs  trod  ; 
Wage  to  the  end  the  glorious  strife, 
And  win,  like  them,  a  crown  of  life. 


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2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 

And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign , 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  dyes  the  hostile  plain. 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 

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Thy  law  the  angry  nations  own, 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing  ; 
Sweet  peace,  with  her  what  blessings  fled  ! 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing, 

Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs  ; 

Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  : 
0  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore. 

813  Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

1  Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

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

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  ! — that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ; 
No  ! — when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  Name. 


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

4  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Savior  slain  ; 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, — 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

751  God's  presence  with  his  people. 

1  When  Israel  of  the  Lord  beloved, 

Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  Father's  God  before  her  moved. 
An  awful  guide,  in  smoke  and  flame 

2  By  day,  along  th'  astonished  lands 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  ; 
By  night,  Arabia's  crimaon'd  sands 
Return'd  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  tho'  now  unseen, 

When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray. 

4  And  0,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long  sufTring,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 


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Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 

The  crave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 

Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 

Rise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day 

O  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close  ; 

Sleep,  which  shall  me  more  vi^'rous  make 

To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

Lord,  let  my  soul  forever  share 

The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  : 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 

To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thv  love. 


M40     Your  life  is  hid  irilh  Christ  in  God. 
1    Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know. 
If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 
Superior  to  the  joys  below, 

His  resurrection's  power  declare. 
'2  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove  : 
By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven  : 
And  sc*k  the  glorious  things  above. 
And  follow  Christ  your  head  to  heaven. 
3  There  your  exalted  Savior  see, 

Seated  at  God's  right  hand  again. 
In  all  his  Father's  majesty. 
In  everlasting  pomp  to  reign. 


A  To  him  continually  aspire. 

Contending  for  your  native  place  ; 
And  emulate  the  angel  choir, 
And  only  live  to  love  and  praise. 

5  For  who  by  Faith  your  Lord  receive, 

Ye  nothing  seek  or  want  beside  ; 
Dead  to  the  world  and  sin  ye  live  ; 
Your  creature-love  is  crucified. 

6  Your  real  life,  with  Christ  conceal'd, 

Deep  in  the  Father's  bosom  lies ; 
And  glorious  as  your  Head  reveal'd, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 


444         Graven  ott  the  palms  of  His  hands. 

1  Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  hath  bled ; 

He  bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree  ; 
Beneath  our  curse  he  bow'd  his  head ; — 
'Tis  finish'd  !  he  hath  died  for  me. 

2  See,  where  before  the  throne  he  stands. 

And  pours  the  all-prevailing  prayer ; 
Points  to  his  side,  and  lifts  his  hands, 
And  shows  that  I  am  graven  there. 

3  He  ever  lives  for  me  to  pray  ; 

He  prays  that  I  with  him  may  reign  : 
Amen  to  what  my  Lord  doth  say ; 
Jesus,  thou  canst  not  pray  in  vain. 


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Dr.  C.  BURNET. 


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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  creature  blood  be  spilt — 
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  every  land,  of  every  name  ; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Savior  Lord  of  all. 


1043  Calm  in  the  storm. 

1  Glory  to  Thee,  whose  powerful  word 

Bids  the  tempestuous  winds  arise ; 
Glory  to  thee,  the  sov'reign  Lord 

Of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea,  and  skies. 

2  Let  air,  and  earth,  and  skies  obey, 

And  seas  thine  awful  will  perform  : 
From  them  we  learn  to  own  thy  sway, 
And  shout  to  meet  the  sath'ring  storm. 

3  What  though  the  floods  lift  up  their  voice, 

Thou  nearest,  Lord,  our  louder  cry  ; 


They  cannot  damp  thy  children's  joys, 
Or  shake  the  soul  when  God  is  nigh. 

Rage,  while  our  faith  the  Savior  tries, 
Thou  sea,  the  servant  of  his  will ; 

Rise,  while  our  God  permits  thee,  rise, 
But  fall  when  he  shall  say, — Be  still. 


59  The  bond  of  love. 

1  Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  : 

Thy  saints  adore  thy  holy  name ; 
Thy  creatures  bend  th'  obedient  knee, 
And,  humbly,  now  thy  presence  claim. 

2  Eternal  Source  of  truth  and  light. 

To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call ; 
Lord,  we  are  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
But  thou  to  us  art  all  in  all. 

3  Still  may  thy  children  in  thy  word 

Their  common  trust  and  refuge  see  ; 
O,  bind  us  to  each  other,  Lord, 
By  one  great  bond, — the  love  of  thee. 

4  So  shall  our  sun  of  hope  arise, 

With  brighter  still  and  brighter  ray, 
Till  thou  shalt  bless  our  longing  eyes, 
With  beams  of  everlasting  day. 


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Before  him  burns  devouring  fire  ; — 
The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints  !  on  high, 
And  sing,  lor  your  redemption's  nigh. 

!  <  O  Holiness. 

1  Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none  ; 
Thy  holineaa  is  all  thine  own; 
A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 

Is  ours, — a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Thine  only  glory  we  declare; 
And,  humbled  into  nothing,  own, 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

3  Sole,  ■elf-extttfag  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  hosts  adored, 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty: 

4  Thy  power  unparallel'd  confess, 
Establish'd  on  the  Rock  of  peace  ; 
The  Rock  that  never  .shall  remove, — 
The  Rock  of  pure,  almighty  love. 


Dedication. 

1  When  Israel  trod  the  desert  way, 
God  dwelt  within  the  curtain'd  tent ; 
There  gath'ring  tribes  repair'd  to  pray, 
And  found  his  gracious  ear  attent. 

2  But,  when  fair  Salem's  towers  arose, 
And  massive  walls  her  hosts  surround — 
When  God  had  scatter'd  Zion's  foes, 
And  peace  and  plenty  reign'd  around — 

3  Then  Lebanon's  tall  cedars  came, 
And  polished  stones  majestic  rose  ; 
While  lofty  turrets  tipp'd  with  flame, 
Point  upward  to  the  saint's  repose. 

But  vain  were  glitt'ring  gems  and  gold  ; 
And  blood,  in  vain,  from  altars  ran  ; 
Till  the  unfolding  glory  told, 
Jehovah  comes  to  dwell  with  man. 

Thus  here,  O  God,  our  ofT'ring  lies, 
Cold  in  its  beauty — cold  aud  dead  ! 
O,  living  fire — burst  from  the  skies — 
On  us  thy  hallowing  influence  shed. 

Thy  priests  shall  feel  its  quick'ning  power; 
Thy  people  catch  the  rising  flame  ; 
While  all  confess,  to  time's  last  hour^ 
Jehovah  here  records  his  name. 


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3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate : 

God  is  their  strength  :  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  God. 

Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength. 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

241  The  joys  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing  : 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  1  _    I 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  When  grace  has  purified  my  heart, 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part: 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  be  shed, 
Like  holv  oil  to  cheer  mv  bead. 


4  Then  shall  I  see.  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wish'd  below; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

473  The  bliss  of  assurance. 

1  Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  thej 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin  ; 

Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heav'n  and  peace  within- 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love ; 

:  And  soft,  and  silent  as  the  shades. 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

:  3  Quick  as  their  thoughts,  their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  : 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heavenly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasure  grow ; 

And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow. 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  earth's  golden  toys, 
But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 

In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys 

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3  Shall  aught  beguile  me  on  the  road, — 
The  narrow  road  that  leads  to  God  ? 
Or  can  I  love  this  earth  so  welL, 

Af  not  to  long  with  God  to  dwell? 

4  To  dwell  with  God. — to  taste  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above  : 
The  glorious  expectation  now 

Is  heavenly  bliss  besjun  below. 

C88     The  Savior  seen  in  the  Scriptures. 

1  Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  Kinjr, 
To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring; 
My  knee,  with  humble  homage,  bow  ; 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sinjs  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

3  There,  what  delightful  truths  I  read  ! 
There.  I  behold  the  Savior  bleed  : 
IIi<  name  salutes  my  li^t'ning  ear, 

ivH  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 

4  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  'jives  my  lab*rinyg  conscience  peace; 
Raises  my  grateful  thoughts  on  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  O  let  my  song, 
Thro'  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong ; 


Let  distant  climes  thy  Name  adore, 
Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 

148  Dying,  rising,  reigning. 

1  He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  : 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed    a  thousand  drops  for  you — 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  : 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for    man  ! 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  : 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise :) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  hiL'h  your  great  Deliv'rer  reigns; 
Sin£  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains. 
0   Saw  Live  forever,  wondrous  King  ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save ; 
Then  a.-k  the  monster,  Where's  thy  sting  ? 

And,Where's  thy  victory, boasting  grave? 


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3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

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

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last,  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  : — 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Ye  saints  ascend  the  skies. 

404  Unwearied  earnestness. 

1  Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee  ; 

No  other  help  I  know  : 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah  !  whither  shall  I  go? 

2  What  did  thy  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
WTiat  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death  ! 


1  3  0  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 
I  now  should  feel  thy  power  ; 
And  all  my  wants  thou  wouldst  relieve. 
In  this  accepted  hour. 
4  Author  of  faith  !  to  thee  I  lift 
My  weary,  longing  eyes  : 
0  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, — 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

462  The  earnest  and  pledge  of  joys  to  come. 

1  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints,. 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints. 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart* 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, — 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
May  thy  blest  wings  celestial  Dove,. 
Safely  convey  me  home. 


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1049  A  midnight  song. 

1  Join,  all  yo  ransomed  sons  of  grace, 

The  holy  joy  prolong, 
And  shout  to  the  Redeemer's  praise 
A  solemn  midnight  song. 

2  Blessing,  and  thanks,  and  love,  and  might, 

Be  to  our  Jesus  given, 

Who  turns  our  darkness  into  light, 
Who  turns  our  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Thither  our  faithful  souls  he  leads  ; 

Thither  he  bids  us  rise, 

With  crowns  of  joy  upon  our  heads, 
To  meet  him  in  the  skies. 


332         Boast  not  thyself  of  to-morrow. 

1  Why  should  we  boast  of  time  to  come, 

Though  but  B  single  day? 
This  hour  may  fix  our  final  doom 
Though  strong,  and  young,  and  gay. 

2  The  present  we  should  now  redeem  ; 

This  only  is  our  own  ; 
The  past,  alas  !  is  all  a  dream  ; 
The  future  is  unknown. 

3  0,  think  what  vast  concerns  depend 

Upon  a  moment's  space, 
When  life  and  all  its  cares  shall  end 
In  vengeance  or  in  grace  ! 

4  0  for  that  power  which  melts  the  heart, 

And  lifts  the  soul  on  high, 
Where  sin,  and  grief,  and  death  depart, 
And  pleasures  never  die. 

264  Its  design. 

1  That  doleful  night  before  his  death, 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Did,  almost  with  his  dying  breath, 
This  solemn  feast  ordain. 

2  To  keep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  have  met, 

And  to  remember  thee  : 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, — 
For  me  he  died,  for  me  ! 

3  Thy  sutT rings.  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 

To  our  remembrance  brings : 
We  cat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine, 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 

4  0  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame 

Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 
To  sing, — Hosanna  to  the  Lamb, 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me  ! 


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Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 


1   Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear; 
Repent,  thine  end  is  nigh  ; 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far: 
0  think  before  thou  die. 

12  Reflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save; 
Thy  sins  how  high  they  mount ! 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave? 
Dow  stands  that  dark  account  ? 

3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defence; 

His  time  there's  none  can  tell  ; 
He  '11  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven,  or  down  to  hell. 

4  Thy  flesh  (perhaps  thy  greatest  care) 

.Shall  into  dust  consume  ; 
But,  ah  !  destruction  6tops  not  there  ; 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 


1082  Death  gain  to  the  faithful. 

1  Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 

When  God  recalls  his  own, 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  wo, 
For  an  immortal  crown  ? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow ; 

God  has  recalled  his  own  ; 
But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  wo, 
Still  say, — Thy  will  be  done. 


531  Love  alone  victorious. 

1  When  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 

That  plants  my  God  in  me? 
Spirit  of  health,  and  life,  and  power, 
And  perfect  liberty. 

2  Love  only  can  the  conquest  win, 

The  strength  of  sin  subdue  ; 
Come,  O  my  Savior,  cast  out  sin, 
And  form  my  60ul  anew. 

3  No  1  >ncer  then  my  heart  shall  mourn, 

While,  sanctified  by  grace, 
I  only  for  his  glory  burn, 
And  always  see  his  face. 


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2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, — 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  Name. 

3  Jesus  !  the  Name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears  ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancell'd  sin, 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks, — and,  list'ning  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 
The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice  ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise  ye  dumb; 

Your  loosened  tongues  employ  ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Savior  come ; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

908         God  my  all-<\ifficient  portion. 

1  My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

My  everlasting  All, 
I've  none  but  th^e  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  To  thee,  I  owe  my  wealth,  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  safe  abode  ; 


Thanks  to  thy  Name  for  meaner  things  ; 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 
5  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth. 
If  once  compared  to  thee  ; 
Or  what's  my  safety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

4  Were  1  possessor  of  the  earth , 

And  called  the  stars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone.' 

5  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore  ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  grace, 
And  1  desire  no  more. 

285  All-sufficiency  of  the  Gospel. 

1  The  gospel !   0,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound  ; 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  delight  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  Th'  Almighty  Former  of  the  skies, 

Stoops  to  our  vile  abode  ; 
While  angels  view  with   wond'ring  eyes 
And  hail  th'  incarnate  God. 


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4  llow  rich  the  depths  of  love  divine  ! 

Of  lilies  a  boundless  stove  ! 
Redeemer.  Lei  me  call  thee  mine, — 
Thy  fullness  1  implore. 

5  On  thee  bJ  me  my  hope  relies ; 

Beneath  tliy  cross  1  tall  ; 
My  Lonl.  my  lite,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Savior,  and  my  all ! 


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The  heavenly  Canaan. 


1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  .saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers: 

Death  like  a  narrow  sea  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan  s  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood. 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


926  The  full  assurance  of  hope. 

1  How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place ; 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven  : 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet,  0,  bj  faith  I  see ; 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 

The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

2  0  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
"We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 

And  ante-date  that  day  : 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, — 

Our  lift  in  Christ  concealed, — 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

3  0  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow  ! 

And  when  the  vessels  break, 
Let  our  triumphant  spirits  go 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek  ; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me  ; 


And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 
To  all  eternity. 

736         Heavenly  rest  in  anticipation. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  '11  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fail, — 

So  I  but  saiely  reach  my  home, 

My  Cod,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

492  A  hope  full  of  immortality. 

1  0  joyful  sound  of  gospel  grace, 

Christ  shall  in  me  appear  ; 
I,  even  I,  shall  see  his  lace, — 
I  shall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righteousness 

To  me  reached  out  I  view  : 
Conqu'ror  through  him,  I  soon  shall  seize, 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  promised  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 

I  now  exult  to  see  : 
My  hope  is  full,  (0  glorious  hope  !) 
Of  immortality. 

4  With  me,  I  know,  I  feel,  thou  art  ; 

But  this  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thou  plantest  in  my  heart 
A  constant  paradise. 

5  My  earth  thou  wat'rest  from  on  high, 

But  make  it  all  a  pool : 
Spring  up,  0  Well.  1  ever  cry; 
Spring  up  within  my  soul. 

G  Come,  0  my  God,  thyself  reveal ; 

Fill  all  this  mighty  void  : 

Thou  only  canst  my  spirit  fill ; 

Come,  0  my  God,  my  God. 

1131  Doxohyy. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 

Eternal  glory  be. 


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3  One  family  we  dwell  in  Him, 

One  church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream,  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  his  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  we  expect  to  die. 

6  His  militant  embodied  host, 

With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 

And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 

And  reach  the  heavenly  land. 


442  The  blood  of  sprinkling. 

1  Iff?  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry  ; 

Thee  only  would  I  know  ; 
The  purifying  blood  apply, 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow. 

2  Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean 

Purge  my  iniquity  : 
Unless  thou  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee. 


3  But  art  thou  not  already  mine? 

Answer,  if  mine  thou  art  ; 
Whisper  within,  thou  love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart. 

4  Behold,  for  me  the  Victim  bleeds, — 

His  wounds  are  open  wide  ; 
For  me  the  blood  of  sprinkling  pleads, 
And  speaks  me  justified. 

517     Thy  commandments  are  exceeding  broad. 

1  Deepen  the  wound  thy  hands  have  made 

In  this  weak,  helpless  soul : 

Till  mercy,  with  its  balmy  aid, 

Descend  to  make  me  whole. 

2  The  sharpness  of  thy  two-edged  sword 

Enable  me  to'  endure  ; 
Till  bold  to  say, — My  hall'wing  Lord 
Hath  wrought  a  perfect  cure. 

3  I  see  the  'exceeding  broad  command, 

Which  all  contains  in  one  : 
Enlarge  my  heart  to  understand 
The  mystery  unknown. 

4  0  that,  with  all  thy  saints,  I  might 

By  sweet  experience  prove 
What  is  the  length,  and  breadth,  and 
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And  depth,  of  perfect  love. 


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Who  gav'st  my  soul  to  be ; 

Fountain  of  being  and  of  power, 
And  great  in  majesty. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God,  thou  art, 
But  let  me  rather  prove 

That  name  inspoken  to  my  heart, 
That  fav'rite  name  of  love. 


828  Strength  renewed  by  waiting  upon  the  Lord. 

1  Lord,  I  believe  thy  every  word, 
Thy  every  promise  true  : 

And  lo  !  I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  strength  renew. 

2  If  in  this  feeble  flesh  I  may 
Awhile  show  forth  thy  praise, 

Jesus,  support  the  tott'ring  clay, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

3  If  such  a  worm  as  I  can  spread 
The  common  Savior's  name, 

Let  him  who  raised  thee  from  the  dead, 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  show, 
Which  purges  every  stain  ; 

And  gladly  linger  out  below 
A  few  more  years  in  pain. 


7    Joining  the  song  of  the  Church  triumphant. 

1  Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 
Around  the'  eternal  throne, 

Of  every  kindred,  clime,  and  land, — 
A  multitude  unknown. 

2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; 
To-day  the  young,  the  old, 

Our  Savior  and  his  flock,  appear, 
One  shepherd  and  one  fold. 

3  Toil,  trial.  sufTring,  still  await 
On  earth  the  pilgrim  throng; 

Yet  learn  we  in  our  low  estate 
The  Church  triumphant's  song. 

4  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Cry  the  redeem'd  above, 

Blessing  and  honor  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love. 

5  Worthy  the  Lamb,  on  earth  we  sing, 
Who  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 

Henceforth,  O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  V 
Thy  victory,  O  Grave  ? 

6  Then  hallelujah !  power  and  praise 
To  God  in  Christ  be  given  ; 

May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise, 
Renew  the  sons  in  heaven. 


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His  reign  no  end  shall  know  ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
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4  To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 

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79  Majesty  and  power. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might, 
The  winds  obey  his  will ; 


He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  hight 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threat'ning  aspect  roar  ; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Ye  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  ; 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 


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4  Ilis  voice  sublime  is  beard  afar  ; 
In  distant  peak  it  d 
Ho  jokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
And  BWe  ipfl  the  howling  skies. 

sons  of  earth,  in  reverence  bend  , 
Ye  nation*,  wait  his  nod  ; 
And  let  unceasing  prai so  ascend 
In  honor  of  our  God. 

103  One  God  in  three  persons. 

1  Hail.  Father.  S  >n,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  in  persons  throe  ; 
Of  thee  we  make  our  joyful  boast. 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Present  alike  in  every  place, 

Thy  Godhead  we  adore  : 
Beyond  the  hounds  of  time  and  space 
Thou  dwellest  evermore. 

3  In  wisdom  infinite  thou  art. 

Thine  eye  doth  all  things  see  ; 
And  every  thought  of  every  heart 
Is  fully  known  to  thee. 

4  Thou  lov'st   whate'er   thy   hands   have 

made ; 
Thy  goodness  we  rehearse, 
In  shining  characters  displayed 
Throughout  the  universe. 

5  Wherefore  let  every  creature  give 

To  thee  the  praise  designed  ; 
But  chiefly,  Lord,  the  thanks  receive, — 
The  hearts  of  all  mankind. 

439  Victorious  faith. 

[  In  hope,  against  all  human  hope, 
Selt-desp"rate,  I  believe, — 
Thy  quick  ning  word  shall  raise  me  up  ; 
Thou  wilt  thy  Spirit  give. 

2  The  thing  surpasses  all  my  thought ; 

But  faithful  is  my  Lord  ; 
Through  unbelief  I  stagger  not, 
I    r  I  lod  hath  spoke  the  word. 

3  Faith,  mighty  faith,  the  promise  sees, 

And  looks  to  that  alone  ; 
Laughs  at  impossibilities, 
And  cries, — It  shall  be  done  ! 

4  To  thee  the  glory  of  thy  power 

And  faithfulness  I  give  ; 
I  shall  in  Christ,  at  that  glad  hour, 
And  Christ  in  me  shall  live. 


5  Obedient  faith,  that  waits  on  thee, 
Thou  never  wilt  reprove  ; 
But  thou  wilt  form  thy  Son  in  me, 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 


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The  desire  of  nations. 


1  Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints, 

Our  humble  strains  attend, 
"While,  with  our  praises  and  compla:nts, 
Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise; 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love. 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies. 

3  Come,  Lord,  thy  love  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the  heavenly  flame  ; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise. 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

4  Now,  Savior,  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

5  Then  shall  our  hearts  enraptured  say, — 

Come,  great  Redeemer,  come, 
And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day, 
That  calls  thv  children  home. 


910  TTie  rapture  of  love. 

1  0  "t  is  delight  without  alloy, 

Jesus  to  hear  thy  name  : 
My  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy  ; 
I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

2  My  passions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 

When  love  inspires  my  breast, — 
Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
The  sov'reign  of  the  rest. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  .and  sing, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 
And  sound  from  every  joyful  string 
Through  all  the  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Swift  I  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 

And  hasten  to  my  home  ; 
I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  embrace, 
I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come. 

5  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills  : 

Let  sin  and  death  remove  ; 
'T  is  love  that  drives  my  chariot  wheels, 
And  death  must  yield  to  love. 


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No  more  our  thoughts  employ, 
But  faith  be  taught  to  stretch  her  wings, 

Tow'rd  heaven's  unfailing  joy. 
O  let  these  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord, 

Be  to  our  welfare  blest ; 
The  purest  comfort  here  afford, 

And  fit  us  for  our  rest. 


541  Come  quickly. 

1  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 

Posession  of  thine  own  ; 
My  longing  heart  vouchsafe  to  make 
Thine  everlasting  throne. 

2  Assert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  right ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
And  sink  me  to  perfection's  hight,^- 
The  depths  of  humble  love. 


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The  covenant  with  Abraham. 


1  How  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 
To  Abrah'm  and  his  seed, — 
I  am  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need. 


2  The  words  of  his  unbounded  love 

From  age  to  age  endure ; 
The  Angel  of  the  Cov'nant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  father  given ; 
He  takes  our  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  O  God,  how  faithful  are  thy  ways  ! 

Thy  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  thy  grace 
Blots  out  our  children's  name. 


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Delightful  assurance. 


1  Sov'reign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Allow  my  humble  claim ; 
Nor  while,  unworthy,  I  draw  nigh,     , 
Disdain  a  father's  name. 

2  My  Father,  God  !  that  gracions  word 

Dispels  my  guilty  fear  ; 
Not  all  the  notes  by  angels  heard 
Could  so  delight  my  ear. 


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3  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  thyself  impress 

On  my  expanding  heart  ; 
And  show  that  in  the  Father's  grace 
I  -    ire  a  filial  part. 

4  CheerM  by  that  witness  from  on  high, 

Unwavering  1  believe ; 
And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry, 
Nor  can  the  si::n  deceive. 


34  The  promised  blessing. 

1  See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see  ; 

The  promised  blessing  give  ; 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

"Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd  ; 
"We  wait,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here, 

But  O,  thyself  reveal ; 
Son  of  the  living  God,  appear! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feel. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day, 

And  these  dry  bones  shall  live  ; 
Speak  peace  into  our  hearts,  and  say, 
The  Holy  Ghost  receive. 

5  Whom  now  we  seek,  O  may  we  meet, 

Jesus,  the  crucified ; 
Show  us  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  hast  died. 

6  Cause  us  the  record  to  receive — 

Speak,  and  the  tokens  show — 
"  O  be  not  faithless,  but  believe 
In  me,  who  died  for  you/' 


959  The  sure  Foundation. 

1  Behold  the  sure  Foundation-stone 

Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

We  now  adore  thy  Name ; 
We  trust  our  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  can  we  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  building  rise ; 
Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 


3  The  heavenly  Quest. 

1  Come,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe, 

Our  common  Savior  praise  : 
To  him,  with  joyful  voices,  give 
The  glory  of  his  grace. 

2  He  now  stands  knocking  at  the  door 

Of  every  sinner's  heart  : 
The  wont  need  keep  him  out  no  more, 
Or  force  him  to  dapart. 

3  Thro'  grace  we  hearken  to  thy  voice, 

Yield  to  be  saved  from  >in  ; 
In  sure  and  certain  hope  rejoice, 
That  thou  wilt  enter  in. 

4  Come  quickly  in,  thou  heavenly  guest, 

Nor  ever  hence  remove  ; 
But  sup  with  us,  and  let  the  feast 
Be  everlasting  love. 

228  The  gates  of  hell  shall  not  prevail  against 
her. 

1  Who  make  the  Lord  of  hosts  their  tower, 

Shail  like  Mount  Zion  be, — 
Immovable  by  mortal  power,— 
Built  on  eternity. 

2  As  round  about  Jerusalem 

The  guardian  mountains  stand, 
So  shall  the  Lord  encompass  them 
Who  hold  by  his  right  hand. 

3  The  rod  of  wickedness  shall  ne'er 

Against  the  just  prevail, 
Lest  innocence  should  find  a  snare, 
And  tempted  virtue  fail. 

4  Do  good,  O  Lord,  do  good  to  those 

Who  cleave  to  thee  in  heart, — 
Who  on  thy  truth  alone  repose, 
Nor  from  thy  law  depart 

695  The  bond  of  perfectness. 

1  The  sacred  bond  of  perfectness 

Is  spotless  charity  ; 
O  let  us.  Lord,  we  pray,  possess 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee. 

2  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Insensibly  remove  : 
Our  souls  the  change  shall  scarcely  know, 
Made  perfect  first  in  love. 

3  With  ease  our  souls  thro' death  shall  glide 

Into  their  Paradise ; 
And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride 
Triumphant  through  the  skies. 

4  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  given, 

The  same  delight  we  prove ; 
In  earth,  in  Paradise,  in  heaven, 
Our  all  in  all  is  love. 


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Shall  be  for  ever  thine  ; 

Whate'er  my  duty  bid3  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet,  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 
And  duty  did  not  call, 

I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 
That  I  should  give  him  all. 


680  The  revealing  Spirit. 

1  Father  of  all,  in  whom  alone 

We  live,  and  move,  and  breathe ; 
One  bright,  celestial  ray  dart  down, 
And  cheer  thy  sons  beneath. 


168      The  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life. 

1  Thou  art  the  Way  :  to  thee  alone, 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee  ; 

And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  :  thy  word  alone 
True  wisdom  can  impart; 

Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 

And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  :  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conqu'ring  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 

Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 


2  While  in  thy  word  we  search  for  thee, 
(We  search  with  trembling  awe ;) 

Open  our  eyes,  and  let  us  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 

3  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 
The  light  that  shines  so  clear  ; 

Now  the  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 

4  Before  us  make  thy  goodness  pass, 
Which  here  by  faith  we  know; 

Let  us  in  Jesus  see  thy  face. 
And  die  to  all  below. 


4  Thou  art  the  Way— the  Truth— the  Life 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know — 
That  truth  to  keep — that  life  to  win — 

Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

294  Sufficiency  and  freeness. 

1  O  what  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 

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

2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 
Are  freely  welcome  here ; 

Salvation,  like  a  river  rolls, 
Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 


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8  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants    and 
wounds, 

Your  every  burden  bring  : 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abound*, — 

A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

4  Whoever  will — ()  gracious  word  ! — 

May  of  this  stream  partake ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

And  drink,  lor  Jehus'  sake. 


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Love  the  test  of  disciphthip. 

1   Our  God  is  love  ;  and  all  his  saints 

His  image  bear  below  : 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 

With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

t  None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 

Can  live  in  enmity  ; 
Then  may  we  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  loved  by  thee. 

8  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 
Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same. 

Wit h  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  may  the  unbelieving  world 
See  how  true  Christians  love ; 

And  glorify  our  Savior's  grace, 
And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

842  Walk  in  the  light. 

1  Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know, 
That  fellowship  of  love, 

His  Spirit  only  can  bestow 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shalt  find 
Thy  heart  made  truly  His 

Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  own 
Thy  darkness  pass'd  away. 

Because  that  Light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  e'en  the  tomb 
No  fearful  shade  shall  wear ; 

Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquer'd  there. 

6  Walk  in  the  light  I  thy  path  shall  be 
Peaceful,  serene,  and  bright : 

For  God.  by  irace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light 


91  Glory,  mercy,  grace. 

1  Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines, 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  si^ns, 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power  ; 
Their  motions  speak  thy  skill  :" 

And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  Part  of  thy  Name  divinely  stands, 
On  all  thy  creatures  writ ; 

They  show  the  labor  of  thy  hands, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet  : 

4  But,when  we  view  thy  strange  design 
To  save  rebellious  worms, 

Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms  : 

5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 

Which  of  the  glories  brighter  shone, 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

6  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 

Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

7  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 
In  that  immortal  song ! 

Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 


216  GooVs  blessing  ensures  success. 

1  Now,  Lord,  fulfil  thy  faithful  word, — 
Thy  servants'  labors  bless  ; 

Now  let  the  prayer  of  faith  be  heard, 
And  grant  them  full  success. 

2  Long  have  they  in  thy  vineyard  wrought, 
And  with  unwearied  toil ; 

Alas  !  they  spend  their  strength  for  naught, 
Upon  a  sterile  soil. 

3  Arise,  O  God,  exert  thy  power ; 
Thy  people's  hopes  sustain  : 

And  richly  on  thy  vineyard  shower 
The  first  and  latter  rain. 

4  Lord,  we  commend  the  work  to  thee ; 
Thy  servants  guide  and  bless; 

Thy  guidance  gives  security, — 
Thy  blessing, — full  success. 


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4  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

1007    Blessedness  of  instructing  the  young. 

1  Delightful  work  !  young  souls  to  win, 
And  turn  the  rising  race 

From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim ; 
And  God  will  well  approve 

When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 
And  their  Redeemer  love. 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss,  in  wisdom's  way 
To  guide  untutored  youth, 

And  show  the  mind  which  went  astray 
The  Way,  the  Life,  the  Truth. 

4  Almighty  God,  thine  influence  shed, 
To  aid  this  blest  design  : 

The  honors  of  thy  Name  be  spread, 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 

1013     Children  recalling  the  example  of  Jesus. 
1   When  Jesus  left  his  Father's  throne, 

He  chose  an  humble  birth ; 
And,  all  unhonor'd  and  unknown, 

He  came  to  dwell  on  earth. 


2  Like  him,  may  we  be  found  below 
In  wisdom's  path  of  peace ; 

Like  him,  in  grace  and  knowledge  grow, 
As  years  and  strength  increase. 

3  Sweet  were  his  words,  and  kind  his  look, 
When  mothers  round  him  press'd ; 

Their  infants  in  his  arms  he  took, 
And  on  his  bosom  blest. 

4  Safe  from  the  world's  alluring  charms, 
Beneath  his  watchful  eye, 

Thus,  in  the  circle  of  his  arms, 
May  we  forever  he. 

616         Evening:  Cheerful  confidence. 

1  In  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me, 
Through  all  the  hours  of  night, 

And  grant  to  me  most  graciously 
The  safeguard  of  thy  might. 

2  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  mine  eyes, 
Since  thou  wilt  not  remove : 

O,  in  the  morning  let  me  rise 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 

3  Or,  if  this  night  should  prove  my  last, 
And  end  my  transient  days ; 

Lord,  take  me  to  thy  promised  rest, 
Where  I  may  sing  thy  praise. 


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Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given  ? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 

To  open  them  in  heaven. 
Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 

And  enter'd  into  re»t» 
Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow ; 

God  has  recall'd  his  own  ; 
But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  wo, 

Still  say, — Thy  will  be  done. 


282  Ripti^ed  into  his  death. 

1  Je>n>,  we  lift  our  sonld  to  thee; 
Thy  Holv  Spirit  breathe, 
And  let  this  little  infant 
Baptized  into  thy  death. 
'2  O  let  thine  unction  on  him  rest, 
Thy  grace  nis  «oal  renew, 
And  write  within  his  tender  breast 
Thy  name  and  natal 

3  If  thou  phonhlst  qui<*kly  end  his  davs, 

1  [is  place  with  tli.e  firepan-  ; 
And  if  thou  lengthen  out  his  race, 
Continue  still  thy  care. 

4  Thy  faithful  pervant  let  him  prove, 

rt  with  truth  divine  ; 
A  sharer  in  thy  dying  love, 
A  follower  of  thine. 


1010  The  Christian  child. 

1  By  cool  Si  loam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo  !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  truth  have  trod — 
"Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Ts  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  matarer  age 
Will  <hake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

684  Li<,ht  upon  tU<  tuirrow  path. 

1   Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 
With  mild,  benignant  ray. 
The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 
Where  tire  Redeemer  lay. 
i  2  But  lo  !  the  Scriptures?  clearer  light 
Now  points  to  his  abode; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  God. 
3   O  let  us  tread  the  narrow  path. 

While  light  and  grace  are  giren; 
And  thus  escape  the  coming  wrath, 
And  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 


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3  They  tell  the  triumphs  of  his  cross, 

The  sufferings  which  he  bore  ; 
How  low  he  stooped,  how  high  he  rose,— 
And  rose  to  stoop  no  more. 

4  With  them  let  us  our  voices  raise, 

And  still  the  song  renew  ; 
Salvation  well  deserves  the  praise 
Of  men  and  angels  too. 

565  Thy  will  be  done. 

1  Thy  presence,  Lord,  the  place  shall  fill ; 

]VIy  heart  shall  be  thy  throne  ; 
Thy  holy,  just,  and  perfect  will, 
Shall  in  my  flesh  be  done. 

2  I  thank  thee  for  the  present  grace, 

And  now  in  hope  rejoice  ; 
In  confidence  to  see  thy  face, 
And  always  hear  thy  voice. 

3  I  have  the  things  I  ask  of  thee ; 

What  more  shall  I  require? 
That  still  my  soul  may  restless  be, 
And  only  thee  desire. 

t  Thy  only  will  be  done,  not  mine, 
But  make  me.  Lord,  thy  home  ; 
Come  as  thou  wilt,  I  that  resign, 
But  0,  my  Jesus,  come  ! 


777  The  Lord  my  portion. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  joys  divine, 

To  thee  my  soul  aspires ; 
0  !  could  I  say, — the  Lord  is  mine  ! 
'Tis  all  my  soul  desires, 

2  My  hope,  my  trust,  my  life,  my  Lord, 

Assure  me  of  thy  love ; 
0  !  speak  the  kind,  transporting  word, 
And  bid  my  fears  remove. 

3  Then  shall  my  thankful  powers  rejoice 

And  triumph  in  my  God, 
Till  heavenly  rapture  tune  my  voice 
To  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 


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Pray  without  ceasing. 


Shepherd  Divine,  our  wants  relieve 

In  this  our  evil  day  ; 
To  all  thy  tempted  foll'wers  give 

The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last,— 

Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, — 
0  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
In  never-ceasing  prayer. 

3  Till  thou,  thy  perfect  love  impart  J 

Till  thou  thyself  bestow, 
Be  this  the  cry  of  every  hearty — ■ 
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4  I  will  not  Let  thee  go,  an 

Thou  tell  tliy  name  to  me; 
With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

5  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain  top 

Behold  thj  open  face  ; 
Where  faith  in  sight  is  swallowed  up, 
And  prayer  in  endless  praise. 


60-1  Jlorniny  :  Grate/ id praise. 

1  Lord  of  my  life,  (»  may  thy  praise 

Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  Lengthens  out  my  days, 
And  tills  the  circling  hours. 

2  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  1  elosed  my  eyes, 
And  undisturbed  repose. 

3  0,  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  delend. 

4  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days  ; 

And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gratitude  and  praise. 


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Sel/-dedication  to  the  Lord. 


1  Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest; 

From  God  no  longer  roam  ; 
His  hand  hath  bountifully  blest  ; 
I J  is  goodness  calls  thee  home. 

2  What  shall  I  render  unto  thee, 

My  Savior  in  distress, 

For  all  thy  benefits  to  me, 
So  great  and  numberle.-s? 

3  This  will  I  do  for  thy  love's  sake, 

And  thus  thy  power  proclaim  ; 
The  cup  of  thy  salvation  take, 
And  call  upon  thy  Name. 

4  Thou  God  of  covenanted  grace, 

Hear  and  record  my  vow. 

While  in  thy  courts  I  seek  thy  face, 
And  at  thine  altar  bow  : — 

5  Henceforth  to  thee  myself  I  give  ; 

With  single  heart  and  eye 
To  walk  ••■•  while  I  live, 

And  bless  thee  when  I  die. 
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89  Goodness  and  mercy. 

1  Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  6peak, 
Thou  Bov'reign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  Btrength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

'2  When  sorrows  DOW  the  spirit  down, 
When  virtue  lies  distreSf 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  i'edt 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry  ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere: 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise, 

And  spread  thy  mine  abroad; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honors  of  their  God. 


58  The  God  o/  Bethel. 

1  0  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed, 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 
Hast  all  our  lathers  led  : — 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present, 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  : 
God  of  our  fathers  !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wand'ring  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  all  we  need  provide. 

4  0  spread  thy  covering  wings  around, 

Till  all  our  wand'rings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode, 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  Such  blessings,  from  thy  gracious  hand, 

Our  humble  prayers  implore  ; 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, 
Our  portion  ever  more. 

Doxohgy. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 
"    Eternal  glory  be. 


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N.  D.  GOBXD. 


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3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 
To  brighter  prospects  given ; 

And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given ; 

There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

647  Evening.— Solitude. 

1  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away, 
From  every  cumb'ring  care, 

And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

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  1  adore. 

4  1  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 
Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven ; 

The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
"While  here  by  tempests  driven. 


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. 


354  The  wanderer  recalled. 

1  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  seek  thy  Father's  face  ; 

Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 
"Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return  ; 
He  hears  thy  humble  sigh  : 

He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
"When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return  ; 
Thy  Savior  bids  thee  live  : 

Come  to  his  cross,  and.  grateful,  learn 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  wipe  the  falling  tear  : 

Thy  Father  calls, — no  longer  mourn  ; 
'Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 

5  Return,  O  wanderer,  return  ; 
Regain  thy  long-sought  rest : 

The  Savior's  melting  mercies  yearn 
To  clasp  thee  to  his  breast . 


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Rbv.  D.  H.  MANSFIELD. 
By  permission. 


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When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 
"When,  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

1  wait  thy  just  de  ree, 

Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath, — 

O  Lord,  remember  me. 
And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 

O  Lord,  remember  me. 


749  Crosses  are  blessings. 

1  Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
O,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways  ? 

2  Good,  when  he  gives — supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  be  denies  ; 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sov'reign  hand, 

Are  bleseongi  in  disgime. 
j   Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind  'i 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 

Be  everv  wish  resign'd. 


1  This  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show 

For  man's  illusion  given  ; 
The  smiles  of  joy,  the  tears  of  wo, 
Deceitful  shine,  deceitful  flow  ; 

There's  nothing  true  but  Heaven. 

2  Poor  wanderers  on  a  stormy  sea, 

From  wave  to  wave  we're  driven  ; 
And  fancy's  flash,  and  reason's  ray 
Serve  but  to  Ii*rlit  us  on  the  way  : 

There's  nothing  calm  but  Heaven. 

'3   And  where's  tlu>  hand  held  out.  to  cheer 
The  heart  with  anguish  riven  ? 
For  sorrow's  sigh,  and  trouble's  tear 
Hare  never  found  a  refuse  here  ; 
There's  nothing  kind  but  Heaven. 

4  In  vain  do  mortals  sigh  for  bliss. 

Without  their  sins  forgiven; 
True  pleasure,  everlasting  peace, 
Are  only  found  in  God's  free  urace  ; 

There's  nothing  good  but  Heaven. 

5  From  such  as  walk  in  wisdom's  road, 

Corroding  driven  : 

They're  washed  in  Christ's  atoning  blood. 
Enjoy  communion  with  their  God, 

And  find  their  wav  to  Heaven. 


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And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart ; 
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To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, — 
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438        Faith  counted  for  righteousness. 
1   Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, — 
My  Savior,  and  my  Head, — 

1  trust  in  thee,  whose  powerful  word 

Hath  raised  him  from  the  dead. 

2  Thou  know'st  for  my  offence  he  died, 
And  rose  again  for  me  ; 

Fully  and  freely  justified, 
That  I  might  live  to  thee. 

3  O  God  !  thy  record  I  believe, 
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4  Faith  in  thy  power  thou  seest  I  have, 
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Dead  souls  thou  callest  from  the  grave, 
And  speakest  worlds  from  naught. 


5  Eternal  life  to  all  mankind 
Thou  hast  in  Jesus  given  ; 

And  all  who  seek,  in  him  shall  find 
The  happiness  of  heaven. 


-10  livening:  Gratitude  and  trust. 

1  Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 
With  gratitude  I  raise  ; 

O  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  praise, 

2  My  days,  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  every  fleeting  hour, 

Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, — 
Of  mercy,  love,  and  power. 

3  Thy  love  and  power,  celestial  guard, 
Preserve  me  from  all  harm  : 

Can  danger  reach  me  while  the  Lord 
Extends  his  mighty  arm  ? 

4  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close ; 
With  sleep  refresh  my  frame; 

Safe  in  thy  care  may  1  repose, 
And  wake  to  praise  thy  Name. 

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Who  sweetly  all  agree, 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 

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For  more  we  ask  ;  we  open  then 
Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will  ; 

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So  shall  we  ever  live,  and  move, 
And  be,  with  Christ  in  God. 


4  tO  Pence  in  believing. 

1  Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly, 

( )u  whom  my  help  is  laid  : 
Oppressed  by  sins,  I  lift  mine  eye, 
And  see  the  shadows  fade. 

2  Believing  on  my  Lord,  I  find 

A  sore  ami  present  aid : 
On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 
.  en  moment  stav'd. 

3  Whate*er  in  me  seems  wise,  or  good, 

Or  Strang,  I  here  disclaim  : 
I  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 
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4  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  rest,- 
On  thee  will  I  depend, 
Till  summo-i'd  to  the  marriage  feast, 
When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 


704  The  loadstone  of  His  love. 

1  Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace, 

And  each  to  each  endear'd, 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  easy  yoke, — 

A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 

Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink  ; 

Baptize  into  thy  name; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak,  the  same. 

4  Tonch'd  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee,  inseparably  join'd, 

Let  all  our  spirit-;  cleave; 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive. 


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3  Thou  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Are  saved,  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, 

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268  Grateful  remembrance. 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

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

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be  : 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 

Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 

And  not  remember  thee  ? 


4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee  ! 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  mem'ry  flee, 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

486      He  is  faithful  that  hath  promised. 

1  Jesus,  the  sinner's  rest  thou  art, 

From  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain  ; 
While  thou  art  absent  from  the  heart 
We  look  for  rest  in  vain. 

2  0  when  wilt  thou  my  Savior  be? 

0  when  shall  I  be  clean? 
The  true  eternal  Sabbath  see, — 
A  perfect  rest  from  sin  ? 

3  The  consolations  of  thy  word 

My  soul  have  long  upheld  ; 
The  faithful  promise  of  the  Lord 
Shall  surely  be  fulfill'd. 


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4  I  look  to  my  incarnate  God 

Till  he  his  work  begin  ; 
And  wait  till  his  redeeming  blood 
Shall  cleanse  me  from  all  mil 

5  0  that  I  now  thy  voice  might  hear 

That  Bpeaks  my  Bins  I  irgiven  ; 

Thy  word  is  passed  to  give  me  here 

The  inward  pledge  of  heaven. 

0  Thy  blood  shall  over  all  prevail, 

And  sanctify  the1  unclean  ; 
The  grace  that  saves  the  soul  from  hell, 
Will  save  from  present  sin. 

1031  iihj  the  covenant. 

1  Oome,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 

And  all,  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
( Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord  ; 

2  Give  up  ourselves,  through  Jesus'  power, 

His  name  to  glorify  ; 
And  promise  in  this  saered  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  covenant  we  this  moment  make 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ; 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 

4  "We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleased  to  hear, 
Come  down,  and  meet  us  now. 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive  ; 

Present  with  the  celestial  host, 

The  peaceful  answer  give. 

6  To  each  the  covenant  blood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  sins  away  ; 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 


CI 3    Evening  :  B>hjing  upon  divine  grace. 

1  Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray 

forev<  r  thine : 

I  fi-ar  before  the  ■  all  the  day, 

X  .r  would  1  dare  to  Bin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

Frun  car-'.-  and  business"  free, 
'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 


3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 

Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,    with    my    thoughts   composed  to 

peace, 
I  '11  give  mine  eyes  to  Bleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 


537    Ardent  desires  for  the  fulness  of  God. 

1  I  ask  the  gift  of  righteousness, 

The  sin-subduing  power  ; 
Power  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

2  I  ask  the  blood-bought  pardon  sealed, 

The  liberty  from  sin, 
The  grace  infused,  the  love  revealed, 
The  kingdom  fixed  within. 

3  Thou  hear'st  me  for  salvation  pray  ; 

Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire  ; 
Made  ready  in  thy  powerful  day, 
Thy  fulness  I  require. 

4  My  restless  soul  cries  out,  oppressed, 

Impatient  to  be  freed  ; 
Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  rest, 
Till  I  am  saved  indeed. 

5  Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe, 

So  arm  me  with  thy  power, 
That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave, — 
May  never  feel  it  more. 

611  Evening:  Numberless  mercies. 

1  Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 

Let  warmest  thanks  arise  ; 
Assist  us,  Lord  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  This  day  God  was  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  keeper  and  our  guide  ; 
His  care  was  on  our  weakness  shown,— 
His  mercies  multiplied, 

3  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 

Have  made  up  all  this  day  ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  hut  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

4  New  time,  new  favors,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require  : 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 


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3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan  sorely  press'd  ; 

By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place ; 
That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 

I  may  rejoice  in  Jesus'  grace, — 
In  Jesus  crucified. 

5  O,  wondrous  love  !— to  bleed  and  die, 
To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 


339  Fear  of  hell. 

1  Terrible  thought !  shall  I  alone, 
"Who  may  be  saved,  shall  I, 

Of  all,  alas  !  whom  I  have  known, 
Through  sin  forever  die  ? 

2  While  all  my  old  companions  dear, 
With  whom  I  once  did  live, 

Joyful  at  God's  right  hand  appear, 
A  blessing  to  receive  : — 

3  Shall  I.  amidst  a  ghastly  band, 
Dragg'd  to  the  judgment-seat, 

Far  on  the  left  with  horror  stand, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

4  Ah  !  no ; — I  still  may  turn  and  live, 
For  still  his  wrath  delays  ; 


He  now  vouchsafes  a  kind  reprieve, 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 

317  The  leper. 

1  Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-day, 
As  yesterday,  the  same. — 

Present  to  heal, — in  me  display 
The  virtue  of  thy  Name. 

2  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 
Thy  miracles  repeat ; 

With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  fall 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

3  Loathsome,  and  vile,  and  self-abhorr'd, 
I  sink  beneath  my  sin  ; 

But.  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 


399  Self  loathed ;  Christ  exalted. 

1  O  could  I  lose  myself  in  thee, 
Thy  depth  of  mercy  prove, — 

Thou  vast,  unfathomable  sea 
Of  unexhausted  love. 

2  My  humbled  soul,  v.- hen  thou  art  near, 
In  dust  and  ashes  lies  : 

How  shall  a  sinful  worm  appear, 
Or  meet  thy  purer  eyes  ? 

3  I  loathe  myself  when  God  I  see, 
And  into  nothing  fall; 

Content  if  thou  exalted  be, 
And  Christ  be  all  in  all. 


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2  Ye>.  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

II  Is  radiant  throne  on  high — 
Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown  ! — 
a  iffer,  bleed,  and  die. 

3  To  dwell  with  mis'ry  here  below, 

The  Savior  left  the  skies, 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  wo, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

4  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  suffered  in  his  stead  ; 
For  sinful  man — 0  wondrous  grace  ! — 
Fur  sinful  man  he  bled. 

5  0  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thine  atoning  blood  ! 
Bv  this  are  sinners  saved  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

401        Knocking  at  the  door  of  mercy. 

1  Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 

And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 
"With  heavy  heart,  and  downcast  eye, 
Thy  favor  we  implore. 

2  Without  thy  grace,  we  sink  oppressed, 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell ; 
0  give  our  troubled  spirits  rest, — 
Our  gloomy  fears  dispel. 

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Mercy,  that  led  thee  once  to  bleed, 
In  tenderness  and  love. 
4  In  mercy,  now,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
O  God,  our  sins  forgive  ; 
Thy  grace  our  stubborn  hearts  can  break, 
And,  breaking,  bid  its  live. 

873  Loss  of  first  love. 

1  O  that  I  were  as  heretofore, 

When,  warm  in  my  first  love, 
I  only  lived  my  God  to'  adore, 
And,  seek  the  things  above. 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  shone, 

And,  lavish  of  his  grace, 
With  cords  of  love  he  drew  me  on, 
And  half  unveiled  his  face. 

3  Far,  far  above  all  earthly  things 

Triumphantly  I  rode ; 
I  soared  to  heaven  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  found,  and  talked  with  God. 

4  Where  am  I  now  ?  from  what  a  hight 

Of  happiness  cast  down  ! 
The  glory  swallowed  up  in  night, 

And  faded  is  the  crown. 
6  0  God,  thou  art  my  home,  my  rest, 

For  which  I  sigh  in  pain  ; 
How  shall  I  'scape  into  thy  breast? 

My  Eden  how  regain  ? 


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My  inbred  sin  cast  out ; 
Thou  wilt,  in  me,  thy  power  display : 
I  can  no  longer  doubt. 

4  Let  anger,  sloth,  desire,  and  pride, 

This  moment  be  subdued ; 
Be  cast  into  the  crimson  tide 
Of  my  Redeemer's  blood. 

5  Savior,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up, 

My  present  Savior,  thou  ! 

In  all  the  confidence  of  hope, 

I  claim  the  blessing  now. 

6  'Tis  done  ;  thou  dost  this  moment  save — 

"With  full  salvation  bless  ; 
Redemption  through  thy  blood  I  have, 
And  spotless  love  and  peace. 

29       Invoking  God's  presence  and  blessing. 

1  Within  thy  house,  0  Lord  our  God, 

In  majesty  appear ; 
Make  <his  a  place  of  thine  abode, 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 

2  Afl  we  thy  mercy-seat  surround, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart : 
And  let  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 
With  power  reach  every  heart. 


Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain  ; 

Here  give  the  mourner  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 

Enthroned  in  every  breast. 
Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 

And  fervent  prayer  arise, 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ, 

In  bliss  beyond  the  skies. 


469 


The  blessedness  of  adoption. 


1  And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high 

To  say,— My  Father,  God? 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  each  rebellious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene, 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  My  Father,  God,  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


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250  In  the  Spirit  on  the  Lord's  day. 

1  May  I,  throughout  this  day  of  thine, 

Be  in  thy  Spirit,  Lord, — 
Spirit  of  humble  fear  divine, 
That  trembles  at  thy  word. 

2  Spirit  of  faith,  my  heart  to  raise, 

And  fix  on  things  above  ; 
Spirit  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love. 

601      Morning  i  Thankfulness  and  trust. 

1  Giver  and  Guardian  of  our  sleep, 

To  praise  thy  name  we  wake : 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helpless  servants  keep, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

2  The  blessing  of  another  day 

We  thankfully  receive  : 
0  may  we  only  thee  obey, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Upon  us  lay  thy  mighty  hand; 

Our  words  and  thoughts  restrain  ; 
And  bow  our  suul<  to  thy  command, 

Not  let  our  faith  be  vain. 
J  Prisoners  of  hope,  we  wait  the  hour 

Which  shall  salvation  bring  : 
When  all  we  are  shall  own  thy  power, 

And  call  our  Jesus,  King. 


480        The  hope  of  our  high  calling. 

1  What  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope, 

But  inward  holiness? 
For  this  to  Jesus  I  look  up  ; 
I  calmly  wait  for  this. 

2  I  wait  till  he  shall 

Shall  life  and  power  impart ; 
Give  me  the  faith  that  casts  out  sin, 
And  purifies  the  heart. 

3  This  is  the  dear  redeeming  grace, 

For  every  sinner  free ; 
Surely  it  shall  on  me  take  place, 
The  chief  of  sinners, — me. 

4  From  all  iniquity,  from  all, 

He  shall  my  soul  redeem  ; 
In  Jesus  I  believe,  and  shall 
Believe  myself  to  him. 

5  When  Jesus  makes  my  heart  his  home, 

My  sin  shall  all  depart ; — 
And,  lo  !  he  saith,  I  quickly  come, 
To  fill  and  rule  thy  heart. 

6  Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ; 

Redeem  me  from  all  sin  ; 
My  heart  would  now  receive  thee,  Lord 
Come  in,  my  Lord,  come  in  ! 


•  These  tunes  can  be  substituted,  the  one  for  the  other. 


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3  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears  ! 

Religion  points  on  high  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 

And  joys  that  can  not  die. 

1059  Man  frail^God  eternal, 

1  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 

Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  : — 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 
Still  may  we  dwell  secure  ; 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 
Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 

Before  the  rising  sun. 
6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
6  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  all' their  carea  and  fears, 


Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 

And  lost  in  foll'wing  years. 
7  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come ; 
Be  thou  our  guide  while  life  shall  last, 

And  our  perpetual  home  ! 

797  Vanity  of  earthly  enjoyments. 

1  How  vain  are  all  things  here  below ; 
How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 

Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  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. 

6  My  Savior,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  eternal  food ; 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 


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G.  S.  STEVENS.   1848. 


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3  Let  this  vain  -world  engage  no  more  : 
Behold  the  opening  tomb  ! 

It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour ; 
To-morrow,  death  may  come. 

4  Oh,  let  us  fly— to  Jesus  fly ! 
Whose  powerful  arm  can  save; 

Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high. 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

5  Great  God  !  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  power; 

This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 


782  Deliverance  is  at  hand. 

1  My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done. 
The  parsing  moments  say  ; 

As  lengthening  shadows  o'er  the  mead, 
Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 

2  O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof 
From  all  created  things  ; 

And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 

Whence  true  contentment  springs. 
8  Courage,  my  soul  ;  thy  bitter  cross, 

In  every  trial  here, 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above, 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
4  The  sighing  ones,  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
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Shall  in  eternity  rejoice, 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

5  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er,. 
Of  sublunary  care, 

And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more 
This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 

6  Courage,  my  soul ;  on  God  rely  ; 
Deliv'rance  soon  will  come ; 

A  thousand  ways  has  Providence 
To  bring  believers  home. 

357  Believe,  and  be  at  peace. 

1  O  why  should  gloomy  thoughts  arise, 
And  darkness  iill  the  mind  ? 

Why  should  that  bosom  heave  with  sighs, 
And  yet  no  refuge  find  ? 

2  Hast  thou  not  heard  of  Gilead's  balm, — 
The  great  Physician  there, 

Who  can  thine  every  fear  disarm, 
And  save  thee  from  despair  ? 

3  Still  art  thou  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 
And  fill'd  with  sore  dismay  ? 

Still  looking  downward  for  relief, 
"Without  one  cheering  ray  ? 

4  Lift  up  thy  streaming  eyes  to  heaven  ; 
The  great  atonement  see ; 

And  all  thy  sins  shall  be  forgiven : — 
Believe,  and  thou  art  free. 


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3  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget, 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  athis  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

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

5  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throne 

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


53G     The  refining  fire  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  : 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fixed  in  God. 

2  O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow  ; 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow. 

3  O  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall, 

And  all  my  sins  consume  : 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  call  '■, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 


4  Refining  firef  go  through  my  heart ; 

Illuminate  my  soul ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

5  My  steadfast  soul,  from  falling  free, 

Shall  then  no  longer  move  ; 
While  Christ  is  all  the  world  tome, 
And  all  my  heart  is  love. 

711  Perfect  harmony,  and  joy  unspeakable, 

1  All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 

Who  joins  us  by  his  grace  ; 
And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restored, 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up  ; 

And,  gather'd  into  one, 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 

We  all  delight  to  prove  j 
The  grace  through  every  vessel  flows, 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  Epen  now  we  think  and  speak  the 

And  cordially  agree  ; 
United  all  through  Jesus'  name; 
In  perfect  harmony. 


THE   AMERICAN   HTMN   AND   TONE   BOOK. 


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5  We  all  partake  the  joy  of  one  ; 

The  common  peace  we  fed  ; 
A]-  osual  minds  unknown, — 

A  joy  unspeakable* 

6  And  if  our  fellowship  below 

In  Jesua  be  bo  sweet, 

What  height  ef  rapture  shall  we  know 
When  round  his*  throne  we  meet ! 


898  Praises  to  the  incarnate  Son. 

1  0  for  a  thousand  seraph  tongues 

To  bless  the'  Incarnate  Word! 
0  for  a  thousand  thankful  gongs 
In  honor  of  my  Lord  ! 

2  Come,  tune  afresh  your  golden  lyres, 

Y<>  ang  La  round  the  throne  ; 

ints.  in  all  your  sacred  choirs, 
Adore  the*  eternal  Son. 


734  Faith  sees  the  final  triumph. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, — 

A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb, — 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

'2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  6kiee 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace,, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Since  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

4  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  : 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, — 
By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 

5  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

219  The  minister's  only  business. 

1  Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all, 

In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky  ; 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 

And  devils  fear  and  fly. 


2  Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear, — 

The  name  to  sinners  eiven  ; 

It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fears  ; 

It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Jesus  the  pris'ner's  fetters  breaks, 

And  braises  Satan's  head; 
Power  into  Btrengthless  souls  he  speaks, 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace  ; 
The  arms  of  love  that  eompass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

5  His  only  righteousness  I  show, — 

His  saving  truth  proclaim; 

Tisall  my  business  here  below, 

To  cry, — Behold  the  Lamb  ! 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  may  but  gasp  his  name  : 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
Behold,  behold  the  Lamb. 


483         The  good  pleasure  of  His  will. 

1  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  prays  for  me  : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, — 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head  ; 

He  brings  salvation  near  ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ! 

What  can  withstand  his  will? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfil. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word  ; 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself*  receive. 

5  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 

Of  paradise  possessed, 
I  taste  unutterable  bliss, 
And  everlasting  rest. 


Dorology. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  sweetly  all  agree, 

To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 
Eternal  glory  be. 


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DEDHAM.    C.  M. 


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3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 

O  make  my  soul  thy  care  ; 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; — 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 


206 


The  pastoral  office. 


1  Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

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, 
And  fill'd  a  Savior's  hand. 

3  They  watch  for  souls  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego ; 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  wo. 


4  May  they  in  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 
Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

540  Come,  Lord  Jesus. 

1  O  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet  we  wait, 

Till  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise ; 
Restored  to  our  unsinning  state, — 
To  love's  sweet  paradise. 

2  Savior,  from  sin,  we  thee  receive, 

From  all  indwelling  sin  ; 
Thy  blood,  we  steadfastly  believe, 
Shall  make  us  truly  clean. 

3  Since  thou  wouldst  have  us  free  from  sin. 

And  pure  as  those  above  ; 
Make  haste  to  bring  thy  nature  in, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

4  The  counsel  of  thy  love  fulfil ; 

Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord  ! 
Be  it  according  to  thy  will, 
According  to  thy  word. 

5  O  that  the  perfect  grace  were  given 

Thy  love  diffused  abroad  : 
O  that  our  hearts  were  all  a  heaven, 
Forever  fill'd  with  God. 


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6  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  know6  no  fear, 

In  darkness  feels  no  doubt; — 

4  That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread 

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Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile; 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Or  S„tan's  arts  beguile  ; — 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way- 
Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 

And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Illumes  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 
And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 

We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallow'd  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 


513  The  gamer  of  God. 

1  Coin*',  thou  omniscient  Son  of  man, 
I )  splay  thy  sifting  power  ; 

Conic  with  thy  Spirit's  winn'wing  fan, 
And  throughly  purge  thy  floor. 

2  The  chafl  of  sin.  the  accursed  thing, 
Far  from  our  souls  be  driven  ; 

The  wheat  into  thy  garner  bring, 
And  lay  us  up  lor  heaven. 
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3  Whate'er  offends  thy  glorious  eyes, 
Far  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 

As  dust  belbre  the  whirlwind  flies, 
Disperse  it  by  thy  love. 

4  Then  let  us  all  thy  fulness  know, 
From  every  sin  set  free  ; 

Saved  to  the  utmost,  saved  below, 
And  perfected  in  thee. 


440  Peace  in  believing. 

1  Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly, 
On  whom  my  help  is  laid  : 

Oppress'd  by  sins,  1  lift  mine  eye, 
And  see  the  shadows  fade. 

2  Believing  on  my  Lord.  I  find 
A  sure  and  present  aid  : 

On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 
Be  every  moment  stay'd. 

3  Whate'er  in  me  seems  wise,  or  good, 
Or  Btrbng,  I  here  disclaim  : 

I  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 
Of  the  atoning  Lamb. 

4  Jesus,  my  Btrength,  my  life,  my  rest, — 
On  thee  will  I  depend, 

Till  Bummon'd  to  the  marriage-feast, 

When  laith  in  sii»ht  shall  end. 


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1  Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 

In  hymns  around  the  throne ; 
This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  call'd  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 

The  brightest  of  the  seven, 
Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 

And  hasten  to  that  day 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 
And  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 

Let  us  in  hymns  employ  ; 
And,  in  our  Lord  rejoicing,  go 
To  his  eternal  iov. 


4  The  Lamb  icorshipped  on  earth  and  in  heaven. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

AVith  angels  round  the  throne  : 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  : 
Worthy  the  lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 


3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give  > 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  Name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


906  Praise,— deliyhtfuL 

1  My  Savior,  my  almighty  Friend, 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, — 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  I  trust  in  thy  eternal  word  ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  : 
Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
And  march,  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake  !  awake  !  my  tuneful  powers, 

With  this  delightful  song  ; 

And  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 

Nor  think  the  season  long. 


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My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 

My  sins  uught  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 

Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 

522  The  exceeding  great  reward. 

1  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant  ! 
This,  only  this  be  given  ! 

Nothing  beside  my  God  I  want ; 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heaven. 

2  Come,  0  my  Savior,  come  away  ; 
Into  my  soul  descend  ; 

No  longer  from  thy  creature  stay, 
My  Author  and  my  End. 

3  The  bliss  thou  hast  for  me  prepared, 
No  longer  be  delay'd  : 

Come,  my  exceeding  great  Reward, 
For  whom  I  first  was  made. 

4  Come.  Father.  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost, 
And  seal  me  thine  abode ; 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
Let  all  be  lost  in  God. 


Source  of  light  and  joy. 

1  Great  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power, 
All  creatures  live  and  move, 

On  us  thy  benediction  shower  ; 
Inspire  our  souls  with  love. 

2  Hail !  Source  of  light !  arise  and  shine  > 
All  gloom  and  doubt  dispel ; 

Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we  are  thine; 
In  us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 
And  full  redemption  bring ; 

New  tongues  impart  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 
To  all  the  world  beside  ; 

With  joy  we  then  shall  feel  and  own 
Our  Savior  glorified. 

184     The  Holy  Spirit  witnessing  with  ours. 

1  Eternal  Spirit !  God  of  truth  ! 
Our  contrite  hearts  inspire; 

Kindle  a  flame  of  heavenly  love — 
The  pure  celestial  lire. 

2  'Tis  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing, 
With  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd  ; 

'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 


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105 


8   Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be ; 
That  wo,  in  singleness  of  heart, 

M.iy  worship  only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear, 

That  we  are  sons  of  God  ; 
Bfldeem'd  from  sin.  and  death,  and  hell, 

Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 


39  God's  sere  ice  delight  fid. 

1  With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 
Which  God  has  call'd  his  own  ; 

With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fair  ! 
A-  here  thy  servants  throng 

To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  grateful  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !   O  deign  to  dwell 
Within  thy  Church  below  ; 

Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found- 
Let  all  her  sons  unite, 

To  spread  with  holy  zeal  around, 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 


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A  blessing  on  the  word. 

1  Once  more  we  come  before  our  God ; 
Once  more  his  blessing  a>k  : 

O  may  nut  duty  seem  a  load, 
Nor  warship  prove  a  task. 

2  Father,  thy  quick' ning  Spirit  send 
From  heaven,  in  Jesus'  name, 

And  bid  out  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 

3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 
Each  in  an  honest  heart ; 

And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  To  seek  thee,  all  our  hearts  dispose; 
To  each  thy  blessings  suit ; 

And  let  tlu-  seed  thy  servant  sows, 

.  Hi-  abundant  fruit. 


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1   Still,  for  thy  loving-kindness,  Lord, 

I  in  thy  temple  wait  ; 
I  look  to  find  thee  in  thy  word, 

Or  at  thy  table  meet. 


2    Here,  in  thine  own  appointed  ways, 

I  wait  to  learn  thy  will ; 
Silent  I  stand  before  thy  face. 

And  hear  thee  say. —  Be  still  ! 

9   lie  still  !  and  know  that  I  am  God  ; — 

'Ha  all  I  live  to  know  ; 
To  feel  the  virtue  ot  thy  blood, 

And  spread  its  praise  below. 

4  I  wait  my  vigor  to  renew, — 
Thine  image  to  retrieve  ; 

The  veil  of  outward  things  pass  through, 
And  gasp  in  thee  to  live. 


1031  Prayer  for  our  native  land. 

1  Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  every  clime  and  coast, 

O  hear  us  for  our  native  land, — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  ()  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe  ; 
With  peace  our  borders  bless — 

Our  cities  with  prosperity, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  chant 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 
Our  country  we  commend  ; 

Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust — 
Her  everlasting  friend. 


769  The  Lord  is  my  rock. 

1  Thou  rock  of  my  salvation,  haste; 
Extend  thine  ample  shade  ; 

And  let  it  over  me  be  cast.  ^ 

To  screen  my  naked  head. 

2  Defend  me  in  this  trying  hour ; 
My  sure  protection  be  ; 

My  shelter  from  the  tempest's  power, 
Till  I  am  fix'd  on  thee. 

3  O  set  upon  thyself  my  feet, 
And  make  me  surely  stand  ; 

From  fierce  temptation's  raize  and  beat 
Protect  me  with  thy  hand. 

4  Xow  let  me  in  the  cleft  be  placed : 
Nor  my  defence  remove  ; 

Within  thine  arms  of  love  embraced, — 
Thine  arms  of  endless  love. 


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107 


2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys; 
Our  souls,  how  hea\ily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, — 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ; 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove. 

With  all  thy  quiek'ning  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Savior's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


679      The  Spirit's  enlightening  influences. 

1  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire  ; 

Let  us  thine  influence  prove  ; — 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire ; 
Fountain  of  life  and  love. 

2  Come  Holy  Ghost,  for  moved  by  thee 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke  : 
Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key  ; 
Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

3  Expand  thy  wings,  Celestial  Dove  ; 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night ; 
On  our  disorder'd  spirits  move, 
And  let  there  now  be  light. 

4  God,  through  himself,  we  then  shall  know, 

If  thou  within  us  shine  ; 
And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 
The  depth  of  love  divine. 


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Lamenting  spiritual  sloth. 


1  My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 

Awake  my  sluggish  soul : 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  !  for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and  strive ; 
Yet  we  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! — 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above  : — 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  labor'd  for  our  good  ; 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood ! 


5  Lord,  shall  we  livo  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts  I 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 

With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise  ; 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 
To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 


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Lije,  light,  and  love. 

1  Enthroned  on  high,  Almighty  Lord, 

The  Holy  Ghost  send  down  ; 
Fulfil  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 
Grant,  Savior,  what  we  more  desire, — 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life,  and  light,  and  love, 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give  ; 
Quicken  our  souls,  our  guilt  remove, 
That  we  in  Christ  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 

The  glories  of  his  grace, 
And  bring  us  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

5  His  love  within  us  shed  abroad*— 

Life's  ever-springing  well ; 
Till  God  in  us,  and  we  in  God, 
In  love  eternal  dwell. 


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The  race  for  glory. 


1  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  he  whose  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eve. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

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

4  Blest  Savior  !  introduced  by  thee, 

Our  race  have  we  h 'gun  ; 
And.  crown 'd  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 
We'll  lay  our  trophies  down. 


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AY  hose  mercies  never  end  : 
Rejoice  !  rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King  ; 
The  King  is  now  our  Friend. 

3  TTe  for  his  sake  count  all  things  loss  ; 

On  earthly  good  look  down  ; 
And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross, 
Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

4  0  let  us  stir  each  other  up, 

Our  faith  by  works  to'  approve, — 


By  holy,  purifying  hope, 

And  the  sweet  task  of  love. 

5  Let  all  who  for  the  promise  wait, 

The  Holy  Ghost  receive  ; 
And,  raised  to  our  unsinning  state, 
With  God  in  Eden  live  : — 

6  Live,  till  the  Lord  in  glory  come, 

And  wait  his  heaven  to  share  : 
He  now  is  fitting  up  your  home  ; 
Go  on,  we'll  meet  you  there. 


T1IE   AMERICAN   HYMN   AND   TUNE  BOOK. 


109 


116  Glory  to  God  in  the  hiyhest. 

1  Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Joy,  loye,  ami  gratitude  combine, 
1"  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 

And  Bweel  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  rolled  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy,  was  new, — 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

The'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew,  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  With  joy  the  chorus  we  repeat, — 

Glory  ti)  God  on  high  ! 
Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete — 
Jesus  was  born  to  die. 

6  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  forever  hail ! 

Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend  ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life,  shall 
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Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

7  Hark !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

118        Design  and  object  of  His  advent. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Savior  comes, 

The  Savior,  promised  long  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  pris'ner  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyes  oppressed  with  night 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  wounded  soul  to  cure, 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
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Clnist  the  conqueror. 


1  Jesus  immortal  King,  arise; 
Assert  thy  rightful  swav  ; 

Till  earth,  Subdued,  its  tribute  brings, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

'2  Ilid«>  forth,  victorious  conqu'ror,  ride, 
Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  0  may  the  great  Redeemer's  Name 

Through  every  clime  be  known, 
And  heathen  gods,  forsaken,  fall, 
And  Jesus  reign  alone. 

5  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

Be  thou,  0  Christ,  adored, 
And  earth,  with  all  her  millions  shout,. 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord. 


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creatures. 


1  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  th'  immortal  choirs 

That  fill  the  worlds  above  ; 
Praise  him  who  formed  you  of  his  fires, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  praise,  ye  crystal  skies, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  in  shades  your  thousand  eyes 
Before  your  brighter  God. 

3  Thou  restless  globe  of  golden  light, 

Whose  beams  create  our  days, 
Join  with  the  silver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrowed  rays. 

4  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  storms, 

The  troops  of  his  command, 
Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  speak  his  awful  hand. 

5  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas, 

In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  resound  his  praise, 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

6  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  sing, 

Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound  ; 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 


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Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 

But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun. 
For  God  himself  gives  light 

4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 
Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square, 

Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl— 
O  God  !  if  I  were  there ! 


6  O  my  sweet  home,  Jerusalem  ! 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? — 
The  King  that  sitteth  on  thy  throne 

In  His  felicity  ? 

6  Thy  gardens  and  thy  goodly  walks 
Continually  are  green, 

Where  grow  such  sweet  and  pleasant  flowers 
As  no  where  else  are  seen. 

7  Right  thro'  thv  streets  with  pleasing  sound 
The  flood  of  life  doth  flow ; 

And  on  the  banks  on  either  side, 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

8  Those  trees  each  month  yield  ripened  fruit ; 
For  evermore  they  spring, 

And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
To  thee  their  honors  bring. 


9  O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem  ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 


903  Triumphant  joy. 

1  My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights  : — 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 
My  dawning  is  begun  ; 

Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 

If  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  transporting  word 

Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
To  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  through  every  foe  ; 

The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

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That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, — 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 

4  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  the  loving  God. 


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And  death  itself,  shall  die. 
6  How  long,  dear  Savior,  0  how  long 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

Doxology. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  loet, 

Eternal  glory  be. 


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Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
*Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
"With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What,  to  be  banished  from  my  Lord, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die  ; 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
And  death  forever  fly  ? — 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 

363  Timely  penitence* 

1  When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  view  my  Maker  face  to  face, — 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  soul  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought : — 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, — 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ? 


4  O  may  my  broken,  contrite  heart, 

Timely  my  sins  lament ; 
And  early,  with  repentant  tears, 
Eternal  wo  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  sorrows  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  : 
And  hear  my  Savior's  dying  groan, 
To  give  those  sorrows  weight. 

6  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  secure, 
Who  knows  thy  only  Son  hath  died 
To  make  that  pardon  sure. 

1 106      Secrets  of  the  heart  madeknown. 

1  And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 

And  answer  in  that  day 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live  ; 

With  what  religious  fear ; 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  here. 


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4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, — 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standee*  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  mar  ; 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 


310  Totally  diseased. 

1  While  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie, 

Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  give  ; 
Call  me,  thou  Son  of  God,  that  I 
May  hear  thy  voice,  and  live. 

2  While  full  of  anguish  and  disease, 

My  weak,  di>tempered  soul 
Thy  love  compassionately  sees  : 
O  let  it  make  me  whole  ! 

3  Cast  out  thy  foes,  and  let  them  still 

To  Jesus'  name  submit : 
Clothe  with  thy  righteousness,  and  heal 
And  place  me  at  thy  feet. 

4  To  Jesus'  name,  if  all  things  now 

A  trembling  homage  pay, 
O  let  my  stubborn  spirit  bow, —  • 

My  stiff-necked  will  obey. 

5  I  know  in  thee  all  fulness  dwells, 

And  all  for  wretched  man  : 

Fill  every  want  my  spirit  feels, 

And  break  off  everv  chain. 


1 36  The  crucifixion. 

1   From  whence  these  direful  omens  round, 
Which  heaven  and  earth  amaze  ? 
And   why    do    earthquakes   cleave    the 
ground  ? 
Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays  ? 

I  Well  may  the  earth,  astonished,  shake, 
And  nature  sympathize, — 
The  sun,  as  darkest  night,  be  black  ; 
Their  Maker,  Jesus,  dies. 

3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree, 

His  all-atonina  blood  : 
Is  tnis  tiie  Infinite  ?  'tis  he, — 

My  Savior  and  my  God. 

4  For  me  these  pangs  his  soul  assail ; 

For  me  this  death  is  borne  ; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail, 
And  pointed  every  thorn. 
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|  5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave  ; 
Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain  ; 
O,  save  me.  whom  thou  cam'st  to  save, 
Nor  bleed,  nor  die  in  vain. 


1110         The  great  day  of  His  wrath. 

1  Wo  to  the  men  on  earth  who  dwell, 

Nor  dread  the  Almighty's  frown, 

When  God  doth  all  his  wrath  reveal, 

And  shower  his  judgments  down. 

2  Sinners  expect  those  heaviest  showers  : 

To  meet  your  God,  prepare  : 
For,  lo  .'  the  seventh  angel  pours 
His  vial  on  the  air. 

3  Lo !  from  their  seats  the  mountains  leap ; 

The  mountains  are  not  found  ; 
Transported  far  into  the  deep, 
And  in  the  ocean  drowned. 

4  Who  then  shall  live  and  face  the  throne, 

And  see  the  Judge,  severe? 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  tied  and  gone, 
0  where  shall  I  appear  ? 

5  Now,  only  now,  against  that  hour 

We  may  a  place  provide  ; 
Beyond  the  grave,  beyond  the  power 
Of  hell,  our  spirits  hide  : 


337  Warnings  from  the  grave. 

1  Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  headr 

Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, — 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 

2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

And  lurks  in  every  flower  ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, — 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  shall  earth  still  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

5  Turn,  mortal,  turn  ;  thy  danger  know  : 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread. 
The  earth  rings  holl>w  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  by  her  dead. 


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O  let  our  wills  resign ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share ; 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  And  when  with  heart  and  voice  we  strive 

Our  grateful  hymns  to  raise, 
Let  love  divine  within  us  live, 
And  fill  our  souls  with  praise. 

5  Then,  on  thy  glories  while  we  dwell, 

Thy  mercies  we'll  review  ; 
With  love  divine,  transported,  tell — 
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He  justifieth  the  ungodly. 

1  Lovers  of  pleasure  more  than  God, 

For  you  he  suifer'd  pain  ; 
For  you  the  Savior  spilt  his  blood : 
And  shall  he  bleed  in  vain  ? 

2  Sinners,  his  life  for  you  he  paid 

Your  basest  crimes  he  bore  ; 

Your  sins  were  all  on  Jesus  laid, 

That  you  might  sin  no  more. 

3  To  earth  the  great  Redeemer  came, 

That  you  might  come  to  heaven ; 
Believe,  believe  in  Jesus'  name, 
And  all  your  sin's  forgiven. 


4  Relieve  in  him  who  died  for  thee  ; 
And,  sure  as  he  hath  died, 
Thy  debt  is  paid,  thy  soul  is  free, 
And  thou  art  justified. 

Com  fort  from  the  Bible. 

1  Lord !  I  have  made  thy  word  ray  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever-fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies: — 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have  ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest : — 
Our  fairest  hope,  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 


1018       Deprecating  the  anger  of  God. 

1  Behold,  O  Lord !  before  thy  throne 

Thy  mourning  people  bend  : 

'Tis  on  thy  sov'reign  grace  alone 

Our  humble  hopes  depend. 


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2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand 

Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  yet  we  live  to  pray. 

3  And  why,  great  God,  are  we  thus  spared, 

Ungrateful  as  we  are  ? 
O  make  thine  awful  warnings  heard, 
\\  hile  merry  cries, — Forbear  ! 

4  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  blessed  Lord, 

By  thine  almighty  grace  : 

Then  shall  our  heart.*  obey  thy  word, 
And  ever  seek  thy  face, 

5  Hear  thou  our  prayers,  and  grant  us  aid ; 

Bid  wars  forever  cease  : 
Heal  every  breach  that  sin  has  made, 
And  bless  our  laud  with  peace. 


896  Th  e  benefit  of  affliction . 

1  Lord,  when  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 

Did  in  affliction  rly  ; 
Thy  mercy  did  my  griefs  control, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  How  oft,  when  dark  misfortune's  hand 

Around  their  victim  stood, 
The  seeming  ill,  at  thy  command, 
Hath  changed  to  real  good  ! 

3  The  tempest  that  obscured  the  sky 

Hath  set  my  spirit  tree 
From  earthly  care  and  sensual  joy, 
And  turn'd  my  thoughts  to  thee. 

4  Afflction's  blast  hath  made  me  learn 

To  feel  tor  others'  wo  ; 
And  humbly  seek,  with  deep  concern, 
My  own  deteets  to  know. 

5  Then  rage,  ye  storms  ;  ye  billows,  roar  ; 

My  heart  defies  your  shock  ; 
Ye  make  me  cling  to  God  the  more, — 
To  God,  my  shelt'ring  rock. 


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1  My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope  ! 

I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen, 

Repeated  every  year; 
Belold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 


3  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  | 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies, 

4  Then  in  the  hist'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line — thy  praise. 

897  Delivering  grace  celebrated. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servants  cry, 

And  rescued  from  the  grave ; 
Now  shall  we  live — for  none  can  die 
Whom  God  delights  to  save. 

2  Thy  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 

Shall  fill  our  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand,  that  hath  chastised  us  sore, 
Defends  us  still  from  death. 

3  Here,  with  the'  assembly  of  thy  saints, 

Our  cheerful  voice  we  raise; 
Here  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  here  we  speak  thy  praise. 


676  Riches  of  God's  word. 

1  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

The  sacred  leaves  untold  ; 
And  here  the  Savior's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light  descending  from  above 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

3  Our  num'rous  griefs  are  here  redress'd, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied  : 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

4  For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assured  that  we  shall  find. 


766      Chastisement  received  with  humility. 

1  It  is  the  Lord,  who  doth  not  grieve, 

Or  needlessly  reprove  ; 

Savior,  we  thankfully  receive 

The  tokens  of  thy  love. 

2  These  tokens  may  we  ever  prize, 

And  answer  their  intent, 
By  list'ning  to  thy  word,  that  cries,— 
Be  zealous,  and  repent. 


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2  0  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rock,  and  hill,  and  brook,  and  vale, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 


4  O'er  all  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  pois'nous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 


THE   AMERICAN   HYMN   AND   TUNE   BOOK. 


117 


6  When  shall  I  reaoh  that  happy  place, 

Ami  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  1  Bee  my  Father's  face, 

And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  Longer  stay, 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  uie  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 


301  The  Gospd  feast. 

1  Let  every  mortal  oar  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind. 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  lill  an  empty  mind  : — 

3  Eternal  "Wisdom  hath  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 


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The  invitation. 


1  The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 

And  blessings  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given, 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Wore  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  hoard  appear. 

4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

N.»r  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 


704  'The  loadstone  of  His  love- 

1  Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace, 

And  each  to  each  endeared, 
With  confidence  we  heek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  hear  thins  sasy  \<>ke, 
A  hand  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one. spirit  drink  ; 

Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak,  the  same. 

4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee,  inseparably  joined, 

Let  all  our  spirits  cleave  ; 

0  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive. 

"Jerusalem,  my  happy  home." 

1  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

0  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end — 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ! 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ; 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

3  Thy  garden  and  thy  pleasant  walks, 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  dazzling  views  by  human  sight, 
Has  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  Reach  down,  0  Lord,  thine  arm  of  grace 

And  cause  me  to  ascend  ; 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  qpver  end. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory's  gone, 

Him  will  I  go  and  see, 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below, 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

6  When   we've  been   there  ten   thousand 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun,  [years, 

We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God'6  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


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And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died, 

For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, — 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


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He  died  for  thee. 


Behold  the  Savior  of  mankind 

Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 
How  vast  the  love  ftat  him  inclined 

To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 
Hark  !  how  he  groans,  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  : 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, — 

The  solid  marbles  rend. 
'Tis  done  !  the  precious  ransom's  paid  ! 

Receive  my  soul  !  he  cries  : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacredhead  ; 

He  bows  his  head;  and  dies. 


But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine  : 
0  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 

Was  ever  love,  like  thine. 


265  Approaching  the  table. 

1  Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command, 

We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand, 
Thy  vesture  dipp'd  in  blood. 

2  Now,  Savior,  now  thyself  reveal, 

And  make  thy  nature  known  ; 
Affix  thy  blessed  Spirit's  seal, 
And  stamp  us  lor  thine  own. 

3  The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love, 

O  let  us  all  receive, 
And  feel  the  quiek'ning  Spirit  move, 
And  sensibly  believe. 

4  The  cup  of  blessing,  blest,  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart ; 
The  bread  thy  mystic   body  be, 
To  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

5  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven. 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be  : 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 
And  all  mav  live  by  thee. 


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And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

1 11  tell  him,  I'm  a  wretch  undone 

Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 

4  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

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

5  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go— 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die. 

500     A  perfect  heart  the  Redeemer's  throne. 

1  0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; — 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me  : — 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

Mv  great  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, — 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  0  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
Fruin  him  that  dwells  within  : — 


4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine  ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  uj  on  my  heart, — 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  Love. 

929  The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

1  Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 

And  Bared  by  grace  alone  ; 
Walking  in  ail  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church,  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  : 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  : 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads, 

And  thence  our  spirits  rise; 
For  he  that  in  thy  statu  tea  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 


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3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within, 

And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge  !  deep  and  high 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  V 

Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  bv  sov'reien  love. 


527 


Soul  and  body  dedicated  to  the  Lord. 

1  Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 
His  sov'reign  right  assert ; 

And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own, 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price  : 

The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone ; 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  receive; 
Fulfil  our  heart's  desire  ; 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  in  thy  cause  expire. 


4   Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign ; 

With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all, — no  longer  ours,  but  thine 

To  all  eternity. 

593  For  the  waters  of  salvation. 

1  Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below 
Let  thy  salvation  roll ; 

Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow 
Every  believing  soul. 

2  Into  that  happy  number,  Lord, 
Us  weary  sinners  take ; 

Jesus,  fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 
And  we  shall  flow  to  thee, 

While  down  the  stream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art, — 
Of  joy,  the  swelling  flood  ; 

Wafted  by  thee,  with  willing  heart, 
We  swift  return  to  God. 

5  We  soon  shall  reach  the  boundless  sea 
Into  thy  fulness  fall ; 

Be  lost  and  swallow'd  up  in  thee, — 
Our  God,  our  All  in  All. 


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3  Till  thou  into  my  soul  inspire 

The  perfect  love  unknown  ; 
And  tell  my  infinite  desire, — 
Whate'er  thou  wilt,  be  done. 

4  On  me  the  faith  divine  bestow, 

Which  doth  the  mountain  move 
And  all  mv  spotless  life  shall  show 
Th'  omnipotence  of  love. 


700         And  so  fulfil  the  law  of  Christ. 

1  Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 

Of  every  sinful  heart ; 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart. 

2  If  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless  ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Lacb  other's  cross  to  bear: 

Let  each  bid  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up  ; 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  eon  firm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 


Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 

And  spotless  here  below. 

Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride  : 
Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 

With  all  the  sanctified. 


1074         Victory  over  the  fears  of  death. 

1  O  for  an  overcoming  faith, 

To  cheer  my  dying  hours, — 
To  triumph  o'er  approaching  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers. 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quiv'ring  lips  should  ring, 
Where  is  thy  boasted  vict'rv,  Grave? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting  ? 

3  If  sin  be  pardon 'd,  I'm  secure  ; 

Death  has  no  sting  beside  : 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, — 
Who  makes  us  conqu'rers,  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 


BALERMA.     C.  M. 


WILSON. 


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How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest : 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast 

5  Th?  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

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


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521  The  perfect  rest  fiom  sin. 

1  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  cry  to  thee, 

Against  the  foe  within  : 

I  want  a  constant  liberty, 

A  perfect  rest  from  sin. 

2  Thy  killing  and  thy  quick'ning  power, 

Jesus,  in  me  display  ; 
The  life  of  nature,  from  this  hour, 
My  pride  and  passion  slay. 


3  Then,  then,  my  utmost  Savior,  raise 
My  soul  with  saints  above, 
To  serve  thy  will,  and  spread  thy  praise, 
And  sing  thy  perfect  love. 

163  His  sympathizing  love. 

1  With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  strong  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  del iv 'ring  grace 
In  every  trying  hour. 


618 


RAVEXSCROFT.     C.  M. 


T.  RAYENSCROFT, 
Obit.  1630. 


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3  Whom  thou  dost  guard,  0  King  of  kings, 

No  evil  shall  molest  : 
Under  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Shall  they  securely  rest. 

4  Thy  angels  shall  around  their  beds 

Their  constant  stations  keep  ; 
Thy  faith  and  truth  shall  shield  their  heads 
For  thou  dost  never  sleep. 

5  May  we  with  calm  and  sweet  repose, 

And  heavenly  thoughts  refresh'd, 
Our  eyelids  with  the  morn  unclose, 
And  bless  Thee,  ever  blest. 

384  Godly  sorrow. 

1  O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 

Which  bows  before  the  Lord, 

Acknowledging  how  just  thou  art, 

And  trembling  at  thy  word  ; 

2  O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow  ; 
That  consciousness  of  guilt,  which  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow. 

3  Savior,  to  me,  in  pity,  give 

The  sensible  distress ; 
The  pledge  thou  wiit  at  last  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace  : 


4  Wilt  from  the  dreadful  day  remove, 
Before  the  evil  come ; 
My  spirit  hide  with  saints  above, — 
My  body,  in  the  tomb. 

902  Walking  with  God. 

1  Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 

While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  and  care  : 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face  : — 

'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek ; 
T'  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  thy  glory  see  ; 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 


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To  thee  the  praise  belongs  : 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

229    Returning  to  Zion  with  songs  of  joy. 

1  Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 

Exalt  thy  fallen  head  ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust, — 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, — 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say — to  the  south, — Give  up  thy  charge ! 
And, — Keep  not  back,  0  north  ! 

4  They  come,  they  come  :  thine  exiled  bands, 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 


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The  universal  bond  of  love. 


1  The  glorious  universe  around, 

The  heavens  with  all  their  train, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  are  firmly  bound 
In  one  mysterious  chain. 

2  The  earth,  the  ocean,  and  the  sky, 

To  form  one  world  agree  ; 
Where  all  that  walk,  or  swim,  or  fly, 
Compose  one  family. 

3  God  in  creation  thus  displays 

His  wisdom  and  his  might, 
While  all  his  works  with  all  his  ways 
Harmoniously  unite. 

4  In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

5  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song  ; 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

6  Lord,  may  our  union  form  a  part 

Of  that  thrice  happy  whole  ; 
Derive  its  pulse  from  thee,  the  heart, 
Its  life  from  thee,  the  soul. 


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690    Herniation  welcomed  and  disseminated, 

I  Hail,  Bacxed  truth  !  whose  piercing  rays 
Dispel  the  shades  of  night  ; 
Diffusing  o'er  a  ruined  world 
The  healing  beams  of  li>rht. 

12  Thy  word,  0  Lord,  with  friendly  aid, 
Restores  our  wand'ring  feet ; 
Converts  the  Borrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet. 

3  0  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 
In  all  their  radiant  blaze: 
And  bid  the'  admiring  world  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  grace. 


845 


Gratitude. 


1  When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys', 
Transported  with  the  vie*7,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  0  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart? — 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries. 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learned 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps,  I  ran  ; 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

•5  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds. 
The  pleasing  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eterni.ty  to  thee 
A  grateful  song  1*11  raise ; 
But  O  !  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 


812  Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel. 

1  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, — 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God  ! — I  know  his  name  ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust  ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 
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3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

6  The  glories  of  our  King. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Savior's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sov 'reign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  Lord,  your  Master,  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine  : 
And  tell  the  wond'ring  nations  round, 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  When,  in  his  earthly  courts,  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish,  like  them,  to  sing. 

4  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise : 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 


678       Light  and  glory  of  the  sacred  page. 

1  What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page  ! 

Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  : 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Lord  !  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  aisplay, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  Our  souls  rejoicingly  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  we  love, 

Till  glory  break  upon  our  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 

Doxology. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  sweetlv  all  agree, 

To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 
Eternal  glory  be. 


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Thus  fair  was  Zion's  chosen  seat, 

The  glory  of  all  lands ; 
Yet  fairer,  and  in  strength  complete, 

The  Christian  temple  stands. 
The  faithful  of  each  clime  and  age 

This  glorious  Church  compose  ; 
Built  on  a  Rock,  with  idle  rage 

The  threat'ning  tempest  blows. 
Fear  not ;  though  hostile  bands  alarm, 

Thy  God  is  thy  defence  ; 
And  weak  and  powerless  every  arm 

Against  Omnipotence. 


Dedication. 

1  Great  King  of  glory  !  who  for  Thee 

Shall  seek  a  resting  place  ? 
Thy  centre  is  Eternity — 
Thy  compass, — boundless  space  ! 

2  On  everlasting  hills  of  light, 

Where  awful  splendors  blaze, 
Thy  Temple  rears  its  sacred  hight, 
To  show  its  Maker's  praise. 

3  The  hosts  of  Heaven ,  low  bending  there, 

Their  joyful  tribute  bring, 


They  strike  the  lofty-sounding  lyre, 
And  loud  hosannas  sing. 

4  But  Heav'n  cannot  our  God  retain, 

His  footstool  shares  his  love  ; 
And  with  the  meek  He  comes  to  reign, 
Who  fills  the  worlds  above. 

5  We  thus  have  dared,  with  solemn  care, 

Though  sinners  in  thy  sight, — 
To  call  e'en  this,  thy  house  of  prayer, 
The  dwelling  of  thy  might. 

6  And  as  thine  ancient  Temple  bore 

The  hallow 'd  name  of  God, 

So  trace  it  here  with  mystic  fire, 

Or  stain  with  Jesus'  blood. 

7  The  ancient  fires  of  sacrifice 

On  Jewish  altars  glowed  ; — 
Here  let  a  purer  flame  arise — 
The  soul's  desire — to  God. 

8  Here  may  a  branch  of  Zion  grow, 

And  fruit  abundant  yield  ; 
Here  may  the  stream  Siloam  flow, 
And  sinful  souls  be  healed. 


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3  While  Jeeus  shall  be  still  my  theme, 

While  on  this  earth  I  stay  ; 

I'll  sing  my  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

When  all  tilings  else  decay. 

4  When  1  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  his  favored  throng, 
Then  will  I  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  my  song. 

747        At  evening  time  it  shall  be  light. 

1  We  journey  through  a  vale  of  tears, 

By  many  a  cloud  o'ercast ; 
And  worldly  cares,  and  worldly  fears, 
Go  with  us  to  the  last. 

2  Not  to  the  last !    Thy  word  hath  said, 

Could  we  but  read  aright, — 
Poor  pilgrim,  lift  in  hope  thy  head  ; 
At  eve  it  shall  be  light ! 

3  Though   earth-born   shadows   now    may 

Thy  thorny  path  awhile,  [shroud 

God'-  word  can  part  each  cloud, 

And  bid  the  sunshine  smile. 

4  Onlv  believe,  in  living  faith, 

Hi-  1  -iw  and  power  divine  ; 
And  ere  thy  sun  shall  set  in  death, 
Hie  Light  shall  round  thee  shine. 

5  When  tempest  clouds  are  dark  on  high, 

His  bow  of  love  and  peace 


Shines  sweetly  in  the  vaulted  sky, — 
A  pledge  that  storms  shall  cease. 
6  Hold  on  thy  way,  with  hope  unchill'd, 
By  faith  and  not  by  sight, 

And  thou  shalt  own  his  word  fulfill'd,— 
At  eve  it  shall  be  light. 

942  The  goodly  city  in  prospect. 

1  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

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

2  0  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbath  has  no  end  ? 

3  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  wo? 

Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Savior  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

5  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


STEPHENS.    C.  M. 

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3  Now  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 
In  rich  abundance  flow, 

For  guilty  rebels,  dead  in  sin, 
And  doom'd  to  endless  wo. 

4  The'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 
Stoop'd  to  our  low  abode  ; 

While  angels  view'd  with  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  hail'd  the'  incarnate  God. 

5  Renew  our  souls  with  heavenly  strength, 
That  we  may  fully  prove 

The   hight,  and  depth,  and  breadth,  and 
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Of  such  transcendent  love. 

805  The  world  has  lost  its  charms. 

1  Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue  ; 
It  has  no  charms  for  me  : 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  can  no  longer  please, 
Nor  happiness  afford : 

Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 
The  stars  are  all  conceal'd, 

So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd* 


4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice ; 

I  bid  them  all  depart : 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 

Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 


850      Are  they  not  all  ministering  spirits  ? 

1  Which  of  the  monarchs  of  the  earth 
Can  boast  a  guard  like  ours, — 

Encircled  from  our  second  birth 
With  all  the  heavenly  powers  ? 

2  Myriads  of  bright,  cherubic  bands, 
Sent  by  the  King  of  kings, 

Rejoice  to  bear  us  in  their  hands, 
And  shade  us  with  their  wings. 

3  Angels,  where'er  we  go,  attend 
Our  stt-ps,  whate'er  betide; 

With  watchful  care  their  charge  defend, 
And  evil  turn  asidei 

4  Our  lives  those  holy  angels  keep 
From  every  hostile  power; 

And,  unconcernM,  we  sweetly  sleep, 
As  Adam  in  his  bower. 

5  And  when  our  spirits  we  resign, 
On  outstretch'd  wings  they  bear, 

And  lodge  us  in  the  arms  divine, 
And  leave  us  ever  there. 


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3  Beyond  the  reach  of*  mortals,  spread 
Their  light  where'er  they  go  ; 

And  heavenly  influences  ^ed 
On  all  the  world  below. 

4  As  pants  may  they  run  their  race. 
Exulting  in  their  might ; 

As  burning  luminaries  chase 
The  gloom  of  hellish  night. 

5  As  the  bright  Sun  of  righteousness, 
Their  healing  wings  display  : 

And  let  their  lustre  still  increase 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 


595     Sunday  morning  :  Preparing  for  worship. 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  : 

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

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints  ; 

Presenting,  at  the  Father's  throne, 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

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

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


4  Xow  to  thy  house,  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 

I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteousness; 

Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 


566  On  earth  as  it  is  in  heaven'. 

1  Jesus,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
In  whom  I  now  believe, 

As  taught  by  thee,  in  faith  I  pray, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thy  will  by  me  on  earth  be  done, 
As  by  the  powers  above, 

Who  always  see  thee  on  thy  throne, 
And  glory  in  thy  love. 

3  j  ask  in  confidence  the  grace, 
That  I  may  do  thy  will, 

As  angels,  who  behold  thy  face, 
And  all  thy  words  fulfil. 

4  Surely  I  shall,  the  sinner  I, 

.  serve  thee  without  fear, 
If  thou  my  nature  sanctify 
In  answer  to  my  prayer. 


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3  But  Christ  can  heal  that  broken  heart, 
Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 

Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  wo. 

4  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 
And  e'e'n  the  hope  that  threw 

A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears 
Is  dimm'd  and  vanished  too ; 

5  O  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 
Did  not  His  wing  of  love, 

Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom, 
Our  peace-branch  from  above. 

6  Then  sorrow,  touch'd  by  Him.  grows  bright, 
With  more  than  rapture's  ray ; 

As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light, 
We  never  saw  by  day. 

•  658  Secret,  communion  with  God. 

1  Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 
In  earnest  pleading  flows ; 

Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires ; 
Hope  points  the  upward  gaze  ; 

And  Love,  celestial  Love,  inspires 

The  eloquence  of  praise. 
*  These  hymns  are  adapted  to  Obtonville, 


3  But  sweeter  far  the  still  small  voice, 
Unheard  by  human  ear, 

When  God  has  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  No  accents  flow,  no  words  ascend  ; 
All  utt'rance  faileth  there ; 

But  God  himself  doth  comprehend, 
And  answer,  silent  prayer. 


368  I  would  be  thine. 

1  I  would  be  thine ;  O  take  my  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love ; 

Thy  sacred  image,  Lord,  impart, 
And  seal  it  from  above. 

2  I  would  be  thine  ;  but  while  I  strive 
To  give  myself  away, 

I  feel  rebellion  still  alive, 
And  wander  while  I  pray. 

3  I  would  be  thine ;  but,  Lord,  I  feel 
Evil  still  lurks  within  : — 

Do  thou  thy  majesty  reveal, 
And  overcome  my  sin. 

4  I  would  be  thine  ;  I  would  embrace 
The  Savior,  and  adore  ; 

Inspire  with  faith,  infuse  thy  grace, 
And  now  my  soul  restore, 
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Till  faith  to  sight  improve  ; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

701  Safety  m  union. 

1  Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 

iiee  for  help  we  fly  : 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep, 
For  0  !  the  wolf  is  nigh. 

2  He  cornea,    f  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay  : 
He  seizes  every  -  g  soul 

is  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take. 

And  gather  with  thine  arm  ; 
Dnl  forsake, 

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4  We  laugh  I  roe!  power, 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  side  ; 
The  Bhee]  -n  devour, 

Unleei  he  first  divide. 

5  0  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  agree  ; 


But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 

And  keep  us  one  in  thee. 
6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, — 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 

And  reign  above  the  sky. 

323  Lord,  help  my  unbelief. 

1  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ; 

Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains  ; 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sov 'reign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : — 
Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord  ; 
0  help  my  unbelief! 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  1  By  ; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  guilty  soul 

From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 
•5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

Into  thine  arms  I  fall  : 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

My  Jesu6,  and  my  all. 


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Why  will  you  persevere? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reach  eternal  wo. 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live, 

Through  his  abounding  grace  ; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word  ; 

Renouncing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sov'reign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 


328  The  hammer  of  God's  word. 

1  Come,  0  thou  all  victorious  Lord, 

Thy  power  to  us  make  known  ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  Word, 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  0  that  we  all  might  now  begin 

Our  foolishness  to  mourn  ; 
And  turn  at  once  from  every  sin, 
And  to  the  Savior  turn. 


3  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know, 

In  this  our  gracious  day  ; 
Repentance  unto  life  bestow, 
And  take  our  sins  away. 

4  Convince  us  first  of  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  release  ; 
Fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

545  The  entire  surrender. 

1  0  Savior,  welcome  to  my  heart ; 

Possess  thy  humble  throne  ; 

Bid  every  rival,  Lord,  depart, 

And  reign,  0  Christ,  alone. 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake  ; 

To  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
My  longing  heart,  O  Savior,  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine. 

3  0  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee  ; 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide ; 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 

1131  Doxology. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 

Eternal  glory  be. 


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And  lay  them  in  my  breast; 

Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
But  can't  dissolve  my  love  ; 

Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  shour.  with  joys  divine, — 

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Shall  be  forever  thine. 


4  So  may  our  youth  adore  thy  Name  ! 

.And.  Savior!  deign  to  bless 
Wish  tost 'ring  grace  the  timid  flame 

Of  earlv  holiness. 


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1009         For  a  blessing  on  the  children. 

1  O  Wisdom  !  whose  unfading  power 

le  th'  Eternal  stood. 
To  frame,  in  nature's  earliest  hour, 
The  land,  the  sky,  the  flood; 

2  Yet  didst  thou  not  disdain  awhile 
An  infant  form  to  wear, — 

To  bless  thy  mother  with  a  smile, 
And  lisp  thy  raher'd  prayer. 

3  Hut  in  thy  F  wn  abode, 
With  Israeli  elders  round. 

Con->  i  with  Israel*!  God, 

Thy  chiefcsl  joy  was  found. 
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1  God  is  in  this  and  every  place ; 
But  O.  how  dark  and  void 

To  me  ! — 'tis  one  great  wilderness, 
This  earth  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  Him  who  all  things  fills, 
Till  he  his  li<zht  impart. — 

Till  he  his  glorious  self  reveals, — 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  O  Thou  who  seest  and  know'stmy  grief, 
Thyself  unseen,  unknown, 

Pity  my  helpless  unbelief. 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye; 
The  long-soujht  blessing  give  ; 

And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 

1 1      <}o<jy. 

To  Father.  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  sgi 
To  save  a  woiid  of  sinners  lost, 

Eternal  cl  ry  be. 


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5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  br  lill  ; 

Resigned,  when  Btorms  of  Borrow  lower, 

My  boo]  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  Lifts  1  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see; 
My  Bteadfaat  heart  shall  know  no  fear, — 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 


750  Badiant  hope. 

1  0  who,  in  Bach  a  world  as  this, 

Could  bear  his  lot  of  pain, 
Did  not  one  radiant  hope  of  bliss 

Unclouded  yet  remain? 
That  hope  the  BOv'reigD  L>rd  has  given, 

Who  reigns  above  the  skies  ; 
Hope  that  unites  the  soul  to  heaven 

By  laith's  endearing  ties. 

2  Ea«-h  care,  each  ill  of  mortal  birth, 

\^  Bent  in  pi  tying  love, 
To  lift  the  lingering  heart  from  earth, 

And  speed  his  flight  above. 
And  every  p;mg  that  wrings  the  breast, 

And  every  joy  that  dies, 
Tell  us  to  seek  a  purer  rest, 

And  trust  to  holier  ties. 


414  Looking  unto  Jesus. 

1  Thou  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 

To  thee  I  humbly  pray  ; 
0  heal  me  of  my  grief  and  pain, — 

And  take  my  sins  away. 
Now  from  this  bondage,  Lord,  release, 

And  give  the  wand'rer  rest : 
Redeemer,  Savior,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast. 

2%Thou  wilt  not  cast  a  sinner  out, 

Who  humbly  comes  to  thee  ; 
My  gracious  Lord,  I  eannot  doubt 

Thy  mercy  is  for  me  : 
0  let  me  now  obtain  the  grace, 

And  find  my  long  sought  rest: 
Redeem*  i  -.  :  -  ia]  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast. 

3  Mere  worldly  good  1  do  not  want ; 

Be  that  to  others  given  : 
While  only  for  thy  love  I  pant, 

My  all  in  earth  or  heaven  : 
This  is  the  crown  I  fain  would  seize, — 

With  which  I  would  be  blest  : 
Redeemer,  Savior,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast. 


6  1 1  Retort  mati  and  AT  dilation. 

1    Par  from  the  world,  O  Lord  !   I  tlee, — 

From  strife  and  tumult  far; 
From  scenes,  where  Satan  wages  still 

His  most  BOCCessfu]  war. 

1  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
With  prayer  and  praise  agree  : 
And  Beem,  by  thy  Bweet  bounty,  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

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

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  la\  B  ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, — 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine, — 
And, — all  harmonious  names  in  one — 
Blest  Savior  !  thou  art  mine. 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love 

And  praise,  an  endless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

677  Excellency  and  sufficiency. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ; 
Forever  be  thy  Name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast  : 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  1  lissfuJ  sound. 

5  0  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

Our  ever  dear  delight  ; 
And  Btill,  new  beauties  may  we  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  us  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  the  Sa\ior  there. 


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My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 
My  never-failing  treasure,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace  : 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Savior,  Friend, 

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

5  I  would  thy  boundless  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeeting  breath  ; 
So  shall  the  music  of  thy  name 
Ptefresh  my  soul  in  death. 

1121  United— though  separated. 

1  Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 

That  will  not  let  us  part  : 

Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 

We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

\\  h<o-<-  he  appoints  we  go  ; 
And  still  in  Jesus*  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  0  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside, — 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified. 


4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  beloved  embrace  ; 
Expect  his  fulness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Savior's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 

6  Then  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 

Which  shall  our  flesh  restore  ; 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

684  Light  upon  the  narrow  path. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding-star  that  led, 

With  mild,  benignant  ray. — 
The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But  lo  !  the  Scriptures'  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  God. 

3  0  let  us  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given  ; 
And  thus  escape  the  coming  wrath, 
And  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 


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Still  may  we  dwell  secure ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  suns  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 
Arc  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

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Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 
Be  thou  oar  guide  while  life  shall  last, 
Ami  our  perpetual  home ! 

532  a  crucified. 

1  Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  apply; 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe: 
My  vile  affecti  >ns,  crucify  ; 

Conform  me  to  thy  death. 


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Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin. 
Still  with  the  rebel  strive  : 

Enter  my  soul  and  work  within, 
And  kill  and  make  alive. 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  ; 
Bury  me,  Savior,  in  thy  grave, 
That  I  with  thee  may  rise. 

4  Reign  in  me,  Lord  ;  thy  foes  control, 

That  would  not  own  thy  sway  ; 
Diffuse  thine  image  through  my  soul , 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter  the  last  remains  of  sin, 

And  seal  me  thine  abode  ; 
0  make  me  glorious  all  within, — 
A  temple  built  fbr*God  ! 

775  Trusting  in  the.  mercy  of  God. 

1  Why.  ()  my  soul,  0  why  depress 'd, 

And  whence  thine  anxious  tears? 
Let  former  mercies  fix  thy  trust, 
And  check  thy  rising  tears. 

2  Affliction  is  a  Btormydeep, 

Where  wave  succeeds  to  wave  ; 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  sweep, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

3  His  grace  and  mercy  trust,  my  soul, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod  : 
In  vain  the  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
While  he  is  still  thy  God. 


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With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  -whence  their  vict'ry  came  : 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquests  to  the  Lamb, — 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod  ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And  foil 'wing  their  incarnate  God, 
rossess  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  his  own  pattern  given  ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses. 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

160    Jesus  reigning  and  interceding  for  sinners. 

1  See  Jesus  rising  from  the  grave  ; 

Behold  him  raised  on  high  : 
He  pie  iris  his  merits  there,  to  save, 
Transgressors  domed  to  die. 

2  There,  on  a  glorious  throne,  he  reigns  ; 

And,  by  his  power  divine, 
Redeems  us  from  the  slavish  chains 
Of  Satan  and  of  sin. 

3  Thus  saved,  may  we  with  joy  appear 

In  heaven  before  his  face  ; 


How,  &c. 

|      And,  with  the  blest  assembly  there, 
Sing  his  redeeming  grace. 

The  resurrection. 

1  Lo  !  I  behold  the  scattering  shades, 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  sweet,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

2  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground ! 

3  I  hear  the  voice—"  Ye  dead,  arise.", 

And  lo  !  the  graves  obey  ; 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

4  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  midway  air  ; 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  low  adore  him  there. 

5  0  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them  clothed  in  white ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

6  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King  [skies, 

Shall  bear   us   homeward,    through   the 
On  love's  triumphant  wing  ! 


CORONATION.     C.  M. 


OUTER  HOI.DEX. 


139 


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..   Plunged  iu      a  gulf  of    dark  despair,  We  wretched  sinners  lay  Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 

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lw,  and,  0  !  a  -  maz  -ing  love  ' 


2.      With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  peace. Beheld  our  helpless  grief;  He  saw,  and,  0  !  a  -  maz  -ing  love 

l  1  '  li  I  EB 


The  first  verse  should  be  sung  softly. 


He      flew  to 


ing  day,  \\  ithout  one  cheering  beam  of    hope.  Or  spark     of  glimm  ring     day. 
re  -  lief.      He  saw,  and.  0!  a-maz   -  ing    love!  He  flew 


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8  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 
With  joyful  haste  he  fled ; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues, 
The  Savior's  praises  speak. 

5  Anuels.  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

585     Prayer  for  the  fullness  of  God's  grace. 

1  Jehovah,  God  the  Father,  bless, 

And  thine  own  work  defend  ; 
With  mercy's  outstretch'd  arms  embrace, 

And  keep  us  to  the  end. 
Preserve  the  creatures  of  thy  love 

By  providential  care: 
Conducted  to  the  realms  above, 

1         _  thy  goodness  there. 

2  Jehovah,  God  the  Son.  reveal 

1  "he  brio  by  face  ; 

don'd  people  till 
With  plenitude  of  grace. 


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Shine  forth  with  all  the  Deity, 

Which  dwells  in  thee  alone  ; 
And  lift  us  up  to  thy  face  to  see, 

On  thy  eternal  throne. 
S  Jehovah,  God  the  Spirit,  shine, 

Father,  and  Son  to  show  ; 
With  bliss  ineffable,  dtvine, 

With  ravish'd  hearts  o'erflow. 
Sure  earnest  of  that  happiness, 

Which  human  hope  transcends, 
Be  thou  our  everlasting  peace, 

When  jjrace  in  jilorv  ends. 


147  Glory  to  the  dying   Lamb. 

1  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never-ceasing  1 1 
While  angels  live  to  know  thy  name, 
Or  men  to  feel  thy  grace. 

2  With  this  cold  stony  heart  of  mine, 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  flee  ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  booI  resign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  gi 

3  O  may  the  nncorrnpted  seed 

Abide  and  reign  within  ; 
And  thy  life-giving  word  forbid 
My  new-born  soul  to  sin. 


140 


ass  CANTERBURY*    C.  M. 

An  excellent  tune  from  PLAYFORD'S  Psalms  and  Hymns  in  Solemn  Music.  1671. 


SESEE5 


1.      As  pants    the    hart      for     cooling  streams, When  heat- ed      in      the  chase, 


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For  thee,     my    God,    the      liv-ing    God,   My    thirs  -  ty      soul   dotb  pine: 


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for    thee,   And  thy     re  -  freshing  grace, 


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be  -  hold     thy  face,  Thou  Ma  -  jes  -  ty 
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di-  vine ! 


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I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days, 

When  thou,  O  Lord,  wast  nigh ; 
When  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 

And  none  more,  blest  than  I. 
Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Hope  still,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  hlln  who  is  thy  God, 

Thy  Savior,  and  thy  King. 


526        Longing  to  be  dissolved  in  love. 

1  Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  live, 

Might  live  to  God  alone  ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Savior,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 

The  gifr  unspeakable  ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  to'  embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolved  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself ;  from  every  boast, 

From  every  wish  set  free  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 

But  give  thyself  to  me. 
*  If  this  tune  is  not  familiar,  the  hymns  are  adapted 


5  Thy  gifts,  alas  !  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 


307  The  immensity  of  His  grace. 

1  What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love  ? 

My  loving  God  to  praise  ? 
The  length.and  breadth,and  hight  to  prove, 
And  depth  of  sov'reign  grace  ? 

2  Thy  sov'reign  grace  to  all  extends, 

Immense  and  unconfined  ; 
From  age  to  age  it  never  ends  ; 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

3  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known, 

Wide  as  infinity  :  — 
So  wide  it  never  pass'd  by  one, 
Or  it  had  pass'd  by  me. 

4  My  trespass  was  grown  up  to  heaven ; 

But,  far  above  the  skies, 
Through  Christ  abundantly  forgiven, 
I  see  thy  mercies  rise. 

5  The  depth  of  all  redeeming  love, 

W^hat  angel  tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable. 

to  Woodland,  opposite  page. 


WOODLAND.    C.  M. 


N.  D.  GOULD. 


141 


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1.     rhk  r  from  «hore  to  shore,      And    like    a    bM» •  I—  ▼l»-km<      It<   lof-tj    Smamtmt 


:res  <le  -  cav    and  nations  die.      Our  hope*  to  winds  are   gir  -  en  ;     The  vernal  b,ooms  in 


•  small  notes  for  this  h\  nm 


:i^gi:i 


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brilliunt  ore,  It?  .irems  ami  Brown  are  vain  and  poor;  There's  nothing  rich  bol  heaven. 


ru-in     lie.  Death  reigns  o'er  all     beneath    the  skv;  There's  nothing  sure  »>nt  heaven. 


Creation's  mighty  fabric  all 

Shall  be  to  atoms  riven. — 
The  skies  consume,  the  planets  fall. 
Convulsions  rock  this  earthly  ball  ; — 

There's  nothing  firm  but  heaven. 
A  stranger,  lonely  here  I  roam, 

From  place  to  place  am  driven  : 
My  friends  are  gone,  and  I'm  in  gloom, 
This  earth  is  all  a  dismal  tomb  ; 

I  have  no  home  but  heaven. 
The  clouds  disperse — the  light  appears, 

Mv  sins  are  all  forgiven  ; 
Triumphant  grace  hath  qnelled  rny 
Roll  on,  thou  sun  !  fly  swift,  my  years  ! 

I'm  on  my  way  to  heaven. 


The  Sabbath. 

1  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

2  How  sweet  will  be  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  the  soul-reviving  morn 
Shall  shed  new  rays  of  light. 

3  Blest  day!  thine  bom  d  will 

Yet  while  they  gently  roll; 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 


4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 
The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 

That  day  which  fades  no  more? 

778     In  his  presence  there  is  fulness  of  joy. 

1  Thy  gracious  presence,  0  my  God, 

All  that  I  wish  contains  ; 
With  this,  beneath  affliction's  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

2  This  can  my  every  care  control. 

Gild  each  dark  scene  with  light  : 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul  ; 
Without  it  all  is  night. 

3  0  happy  scenes  above  the  sky. 

Where  thy  full  beams  impart, 
Unclouded  beauty  tothe 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

4  Her  portion  in  those  realms  of  bliss, 

My  r-pirit  longs  to  know  ; 

My  wishes  terminate  in  this, 

Nor  can  they  lest  below. 

5  Lord,  shall  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art 
I  shall  forever  be. 

6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darksome  hours  away, 
And,  rise  on  faith's  expanded  wing, 
To  everlasting  day. 


HALLO  WELL.    C.  M. 


MAXIM. 


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He  plants  his  footsteps 


I  I  I 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way  His  wonders  to  per-fbrm 


He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea,  He 


He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea,  And  rides  up- 


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in  the  sea,  And  rides    up-on  the    storm,    He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea,  And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


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4— I — \-00»r> 


plants  his  footsteps  in  tne  sea,  And  rides  upon  the  storm.  He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea,  And  rides  ,  &c. 


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on  the  storm. And  rides  upon  the  storm,  He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea,  And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  : 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour : 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


327 


The  voice  that  wakes  the  dead. 


1  Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 

Our  inmost  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  grateful  sacrifice 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourselves  sincere  : 
But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshiper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  need  of  thee, — 
A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief ; 

His  desp'rate  state  explain  ; 
And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 

5  Speak,  with  that   voice   that  wakes  the 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  ;  [dead, 

And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 


*  These  hymns  are  adapted  to  Mbae,  opposite  page. 


8$; 


MEAR     C.  M. 


143 


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1  1      love    the    Lord:  he  beard   my    cries   And  pit  -  ied    eve -ry  groan: 


•J.         I     love    tlif    Lord  :  he  bow  d  his      ear,     And  ehas'd  ray  grief  a- way  : 


Long  as        I      live,  when  trou  -  bies    rise,    I'll     has    -    ten     to     his  throne. 


0      let      my  heart    no    more    des  -  pair,  While  I         have  breath  to  pi  ay 


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s: 


H~h=g^^iE 


.ri  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distressed  ; 
He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

430  The  returning  prodigal. 

1  The  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  ejesf 

From  folly  just  awake, 
Reviews  hia  wand'ringa  with  surprise; 
His  heart  begins  to  break. 

2  I  starve,  he  cri  »,  nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land, 
While  servants  of  my  Father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  With  deep  repentance  I'll  return, 

And  seek  my  Father's  face; 
Unworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 
I'll  ask  a  servant's  place. 

4  Far  off  the  Father  saw  him  move,- 

In  pensive  silence  mourn, — 
And  quickly  ran,  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

5  Through  all  the  courts  the  tidings  flew, 

And  apr  .  around  ; 

The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew, 
The  lone-lost  son  is  found  ! 


1116  The  dissolution  of  all  things. 

1  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  flee ; 

We  shelter  in  thy  side  ; 
Assured  that  all  who  trust  in  thee 
Shall  evermore  abide. 

2  Then  let  the  thundering  trumpet  sound  ; 

The  latest  lightnings  glare  ; 
The  mountains  melt  ;  the  solid  ground 
Dissolve  as  liquid  air  ; 

3  The  huge  celestial  bodies  roll 

Amidst  the  gen'ral  fire  ; 
And  shrivel  as  a  parchment  scroll, 
And  all  in  smoke  expire  : — 

4  Sublime  on  his  eternal  throne, 

He  speaks  the'  almighty  word  : 
His  flat  is  obeyed  :  'tis  done  ; 
And  paradise  restored. 

5  So  be  it ;  let  this  system  end  ; 

This  ruinous  earth  and  skies; 
The  New  Jerusalem  descend, — 
The  new  creation  rise. 

6  Thy  power  omnipotent  assume  ; 

Thy  brightest  majesty  ; 
And  when  thou  dost  in  glory  come, 
My  L  r  1.  remember  me. 


Aw  hymns  are  also  adapted  to  EUllowell. 


30 


0RT0NVILLE. 


p     AT     Dr.  TnOMAS  HASTINGS. 


?i}(\  ii  J  i  "i-l  i  J  i  -Ji^r3~i~rgr"iTTl~ir 


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1.     Prayer  is      the  soul's  sincere  de  -  sire,     Uttered  or    un  -  ex  -  pressed;     The 


2.     Prayer  is     the  bur-den      of    a     sigh,     The  falling   of 


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motion    of    a    hidden  fire  That  trembles  in  the  breast,  That  trembles  in  the  breast. 


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upward  glancing  of  an  eye,  When  none 


but  God  is  near,  When  none  but  God  is  near. 
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3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian  ?fi  native  air  ; 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death, — 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

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

6  0  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way,— 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  : — 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  ! 

270  Gratitude  and  love. 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; — 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  ; — 

2  0,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  endless  wo  ? 

3  While  yet  in  anguish  he  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 


What  love  his  latest  words  displayed  — 

Meet  and  remember  me. 
4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

The  griefs  which  thou  didst  bear  ! 
0  mem'ry,  leave  no  other  name 

So  deeply  graven  there. 

801  Steadfast  faith. 

1  My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 

And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 

And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

683  Preciousness  of  the  Bible. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ; 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
And  life,  and  light,  and  joy  imparts, 
And  banishes  our  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  my  way  ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


32* 

Melody. 

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PIIUVAII.    CM.    ( To  BBsraora  tobon.)  145 

One  of  the  best  Germaa  tune*. 


1.      Groat  Shepherd  of      thy     peo-  pie,  hear  ;  Thy  pres-ence  now  display  ; 


ORGA.\.  I  ^— v  |    f< 

1 1-, 1 L_ 1 L_ , L-\ B-C^__L_ 1»| — L, 1 -L1 ■_ 


2  The  clouds  which  veil  thee  from  our  sight, 

In  pity,  Lord,  remove  : 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

3  Help  us,  with  holy  fear  and  joy, 

To  kneel  before  thy  face  ; 
O  make  us.  creatures  of  thy  power, 
The  children  of  thy  grace. 

170  Our  ever-present  Guide. 

1  Jesu«.  the  Lord  of  glory,  died, 

That  we  might  never  die  ; 
And  now  he  reigns  supreme,  to  guide 
His  people  to  the  sky. 

2  Weak  though  we  are,  he  still  is  near, 

To  lead,  console,  defen  1  : 

In  all  our  sorrow,  all  our  fear, 

Our  all-sufficient  Friend. 

3  From  His  high  throne  in  bliss,  he  deigns 

Our  every  prayer  to  heed  : 
Bears  with  our  folly,  soothes  our  pains, 
Supplies  our  every  need. 

4  And  from  his  love's  exhaustless  spring, 

Joys  like  a  river  come, 
To  make  the  desert  bloom  and  sing, 
O'er  which  we  travel  home. 

5  0  Jesus,  there  is  none  like  thee, 

Our  Savior  and  our  Lord  ; 

13  •  These  hymns  are  also  adapted  to  OaTosvoxs,  opposite  page 

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Through  earth  and  heaven  exalted  be, 
Beloved,  obey'd,  adored. 

79  For  a  tender  conscience. 

1  I  want  a  principle  within, 
Of  jealous,  godly  fear  -t  , 

A  sensibility  of  sin, — 
*  A  pain  to  feel  it  near : 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel, 
Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 

To  catch  the  wand 'ring  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience,  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
O  God,  my  conscience  make  ; 

Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

5  O  may  the  least  omission  pain 
My  well-instructed  soul. 

And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again, 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 
Let  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


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The  breath  that  first  it  gave  : 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  trav'ling  to  the  grave. 
Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 

To  hurry  mortals  home. 

Infinite  joy,  or  endless  wo, 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go, 

Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 
Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God  ! 

The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  cloud 

Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend  ; 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 
Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake  ; 
The  graves  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge 

While  earth's  foundations  shake. 


The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 

Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 
A  few  short  years  of  exile  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore  ; 
Where  death-divided  friends,  at  last, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


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A  voice  from  the  grave. 


1  Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound; 

My  ears,  attend  the  cry  : — 
Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Shall  lie  as  low  as  ours. 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom, 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepared  no  more. 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky/ 


BURFORD.    C.  M. 


Attributed  to  PURCELL. 


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3  Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 

Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

1020  Impending  judgments. 

1  Come,  let  our  souls  adore  the  Lord, 

"Whose  judgments  yet  delay ; 
"Who  yet  suspends  the  lifted  sword, 

And  gives  us  time  to  pray. 
2  Great  is  our  guilt,  our  fears  are  great, 

But  let  us  not  despair  ; 
Still  open  is  the  mercy-seat 
To  penitence  and  prayer. 

3  Kind  Intercessor,  to  thy  love 
This  blessed  hope  we  owe : 

0  let  thy  merits  plead  above, 
While  we  implore  below. 

4  Though  justice  near  thy  awful  throne 
Attends  thy  dread  command, 

Lord,  hear  thy  servants,  hear  thy  Son, 
And  save  a  guilty  land. 

638  Overwhelming  grief. 

1  O  thou,  who  in  the  olive  shade, 
When  the  dark  hour  came  on, 

Didst,  with  a  breath  of  heavenly  aid, 
Strengthen  thy  suiV'rin^  Son, — 

2  O,  by  the  anguish  of  that  night, 
Send  us  down  blest  relief; 


Or,  to  the  chasten'd,  let  thy  might 
Hallow  this  whelming  grief. 

3  And  thou,  that,  when  the  starry  sky 
Saw  the  dread  strife  begun, 

Didst  teach  adoring  faith  to  cry, — 
Father,  thy  will  be  done  : — 

4  By  thy  meek  Spirit,  thou,  of  all 
That  e'er  have  mourn'd  the  chief, 

Blest  Savior,  if  the  stroke  must  fall, 
Hallow  this  whelming  grief. 


1084  The  death  of  a  pastor. 

1  To  thee,  O  God,  when  creatures  fail, 
Thy  flock,  deserted,  flies  ; 

And  on  the'  eternal  Shepherd's  care, 
Our  steadfast  hope  relies. 

2  When  o'er  thy  faithful  servant's  dust 
Tby  saints  assembled  mourn, 

In  speedy  tokens  of  thy  grace, 
O  Zion's  God,  return  ! 

3  The  powers  of  nature  all  are  thine, 
And  thine  the  aids  of  grace  ; 

Thine  arm  has  borne  thy  churches  up, 
Through  each  succeeding  race. 

4  Exert  thy  sacred  influence  here, 
And  here  thy  suppliants  bless; 

And  change  to  strains  of  cheerful  praise 
Our  accents  of  distress. 


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Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
T  would  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What,  to  be  banished  from  my  Lord, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die ; 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
And  death  forever  fly  I — 

5  0  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  sec  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 

391  Pleading  the  promises. 

1  Mercy  alone  can  meet  my  case  ; 

For  mercy,  Lord,  I  cry  : 
Jesus,  Redeemer,  show  thy  face 
In  mercy,  or  I  die  : — 

2  I  perish,  and  my  doom  were  just ; 

But  wilt  thou  leave  me  ? — No  : 


I  hold  thee  fast,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

3  Still  sure  to  me  thy  promise  stands, 

And  ever  must  abide  : 
Behold  it  written  on  thy  hands, 
And  graven  in  thy  side. 

4  To  this,  this  only  will  I  cleave  ; 

Thy  word  is  all  my  plea  ; 
That  word  is  truth,  and  I  believe  : 
Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me. 

878  Vain  repentances. 

i  Times  without  number  have  I  pray'd,- 
This  only  once  forgive  ; 
Relapsing  when  thy  hand  was  stay'd, 
And  suffer'd  me  to  live  : 
2  Yet  now  the  kingdom  of  thy  peace, 
Lord,  to  my  heart  restore  ; 
Forgive  my  vain  repentances, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


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3  I've  seen  Thy  glory  and  Thy  power 

Through  all  Thy  temple  shine  : 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  Thy  forgiving  love. 

5  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

Grace  implored  in  baptism. 

1  Celestial  dove,  descend  from  high, 

And  on  the  water  brood  : 
Come,  with  thy  quick'ning  power  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

2  I  love  the  Lord,  that  stoops  so  low 

To  give  his  word  a  seal ; 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow 
Exceeds  the  figure  still. 

3  Almighty  God,  for  thee  we  call, 

And  our  request  renew; 
Accept  in  Christ,  and  bless  withal, 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 


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Unwearied  earnestness. 


1  Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee ; 

No  other  help  I  know  : 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah  !  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death  ! 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this   believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power ; 
And  all  my  wants  thou  wouldst  relieve, 
In  this  accepted  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith  !  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  : 
0  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, — 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die  ; 

0  speak,  and  I  shall  live  ; 

And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 

Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  How  would  my  fainting  soul  rejoice, 

Could  I  but  see  thy  face ; 
Now  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pard'uing  grace. 


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734  Faith  sees  the  final  triumph. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, — 

A  follVer  of  the  Lamb, — 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Since  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  : 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, — 
By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 


6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  sides, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

921  Perpetual  praise. 

1  Yes,  I  •will  bless  thee,  0  my  God, 

Through  all  my  fleeting  days  ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

3  Nor  will  I  cease  thy  praise  to  sing, 

When  death  shall  close  mine  eyes  ; 
My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  hights, 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 

4  Then  shall  my  lips,  in  endless  praise, 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
And  an  eternal  dav. 


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And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
Mv  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work  ! "  my  neighbors  cried, 

And  owned  thy  power  divine  ; 
"  Great  is  the  work !"  my  heart  replied, — 
"And  be  the  glory  thines 

4  The  Ljrd  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

i  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  tli  •'  in  sadness,  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come  : 
They  heir  sheaves  are  great, 

And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

1 01 2  Anniversary. 

1  Bosanna,  be  the  children's  song, 

To  Christ  the  children's  King  ; 
His  praise,  to  whom  our  souls  belong, 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

2  From  little  one*  brought, 

II  isanna  now  be  heard  ; 
Let  little  infants  now  be  taught 
To  lisp  that  lovely  word 

3  Hosanna,  sound  from  hill  to  hill, 

And  spread  from  plain  to  plain, 


While  louder,  sweeter,  clearer,  still 

"Woods  echo  to  the  strain. 
Hosanna,  on  the  wings  of  light, 

0*er  earth  and  ocean  fly, 
Till  morn  to  eve,  and  noon  to  night, 

And  heaven  to  earth,  reply. 
Hosanna,  then,  our  song  shall  be  ; 

Hosanna  to  our  King  : 
This  is  the  children's  jubilee  ; 

Let  all  the  children  sin";. 


1016  Children  in  heaven. 

1  There  is  a  glorious  world  of  light, 

Above  the  starry  sky, 
Where  saints  departed,  clothed  in  white, 
Adore  the  Lord  most  high. 

2  And  hark,  amid  the  sacred  songs 

Those  heavenly  voices  rai 
Ten  thousand  thousand  infant  tongues 
Unite  in  perfect  praise 

3  Those  are  the  hymns  that  we  shall  know, 

If  Jesus  Ave  obey  ; 
That  is  tli'-  place  where  we  shall  go, 
If  found  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  S  Jon  will  our  earthly  race  be  run — 

Our  mortal  frame  decay  ; 
Children  and  teachers,  one  by  one, 

Must  die  and  pass  away. 
it  G  -1,  impress  this  serious  thought, 

To-day  on  every  breast  ; 
That  both  the  teachers  and  the  taught, 

May  dwell  among  the  blest. 


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N.  HERRMANN.  1561 


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Lord,  from  thy  word  remove  the  seal, 

Unfold  its  hidden  store  ; 
And  as  we  hear,  O  may  we  feel 

Its  value  more  and  more. 
Help  us  to  see  the  Savior's  love 

Beaming  from  every  page  ; 
And  let  the  thoughts  of  joys  above 

Our  inmost  souls  engage. 
Thus  while  thy  word  our  footsteps  guides, 

Shall  we  be  truly  blest ; 
And  safe  arrive  where  love  provides 

An  everlasting  rest. 


3  Eternal  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

Display  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

4  Light,  in  thy  light,  O  may  I  see, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ; 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd,  and  blest  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love. 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconciled. 

6  That  all-comprising  peace  bestow 

On  me,  through  grace  forgiven  ; 
The  joys  of  holiness  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heaven. 

60  Divine  guidance  and  safety. 

1  Before  thy  mercy-seat,  O  Lord, 

Behold,  thy  servants  stand, 
To  ask  the  knowledge  of  thy  word, 
The  guidance  of  thy  hand. 

2  Let  thy  eternal  truths,  we  pray, 

Dwell  richly  in  each  heart ; 
That  from  the  safe  and  narrow  way 
We  never  may  depart. 

*  This  magnificent  old  choral  is  in  some  books  attributed  to  Martin  Lgther,  but  it  more  frequently  arrears 
in  connection  with  the  name  of  Herrmann. 


544  Now  is  the  accepted  time. 

1  Now,  even  now,  I  yield,  I  yield, 

With  all  my  sins  to  part ; 
Redeemer,  speak  my  pardon  seal'd, 
And  purify  my  heart. 

2  O  Jesus,  now  my  heart  inspire 

With  that  pure  love  of  thine  ; 
Enkindle  now  the  heavenly  fire, 
To  brighten  and  refine. 

3  Now  purify  my  faith  like  gold; 

The  dross  of  sin  remove ; 
Melt  down  my  spirit,  Lord,  and  mold 
Into  thy  perfect  love. 


537 


PROVIDENCE.     C.  M. 


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Thou  hear'st  me  for  salvation  pray ; 

Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire  ; 
Made  ready  in  thy  powerful  day, 

Thy  fullness  I  require. 
My  restless  soul  cries  out,  oppress'd, 

Impatient  to  be  freed  ; 
Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  rest, 

Till  I  am  saved  indeed. 
Thou  can>t,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe, 

So  arm  me  with  thy  power, 
That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave, — 

May  never  feel  it  more. 


681        Perfection  of  the  law  and  testimony. 

1  Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light ; 

Thy  testimonies  sure  ; 
The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right, 
And  thy  commandment  pure. 

2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise  ; 
Let  these  be  gladness  to  my  ears, — 
The  dayspring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warn'd  betimes ; 

Who  knows  the  guile  within  1 
Lord,  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimes  ; 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

4  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express, — 

The  thoughts  that  throng  my  mind, — 


0  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
"With  thee  acceptance  find. 

5 1 8  Perfect  freedom . 

1  If  thou  impart  thyself  to  me, 

No  other  good  I  need  : 
If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 
I  shall  be  free  indeed. 

2  I  cannot  rest  till  in  thy  blood 

I  full  redemption  have  ; 
But  thou,  through  whom  I  come  to  God, 
Canst  to  the  utmost  save. 

3  From  sin, — the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain, 

Thou  wilt  redeem  my  soul  : 
Lord,  I  believe — and  not  in  vain ; 
My  faith  shall  make  me  whole. 

4  I,  too,  with  thee,  shall  walk  in  white ; 

With  all  thy  saints  shall  prove 
The  length  and  depth,  and  breadth  and 
bight, 

Of  everlasting  love. 


i  1 3 1  •  Doxology. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  sweetly  all  agree 

e  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 
Eternal  glory  be. 


154 


DUNFERMLINE.     C.  M. 


From  Ravenscroft's  Psalter,  1621. 


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"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
"  And  be  the  glory  Thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrows  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

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And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

6  Though  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 

'Twill  not  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost, 
For  grace  insures  the  crop. 

839  God's  pavilion. 

1  Grant  me  within  thy  courts  a  place, 

Among  thy  saints  a  seat, 
Forever  to  behold  thy  face, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet : — 

2  In  thy  pavilion  to  abide, 

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When  thus  I  hear  thee  speak, 
My  heart  would  leap  for  joy,  and  say, 
Thy  face,  Lord,  will  I  seek. 

4  Then  leave  me  not  when  griefs  assail, 

And  earthly  comforts  flee  ; 
When  father,  mother,  kindred  fail, 
My  God  !  remember  me. 

4  The  Lamb  worshiped  on  earth  and  in  heaven. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne : 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  Name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


883 


CHORAL.     C.  M. 


From  MKT.ODI A  SACRA. 
Uy  in'riiiission. 


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3  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distress'd ; 
He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  mv  soul,  to  God  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 


509  C    dial  obedience. 

1  Come.  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own, 

!jht  assert ; 
Come,  gracious  Lord,  set  up  thy  throne, 
And  reign  within  my  heart. 

2  The  day  of  thy  great  power  I  feel, 

And  pant  for  liberty  ; 
I  loathe  myself,  deny  my  will, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

3  I  hate  my  sins, — no  longer  mine, 

For  I  renounce  them  too  ; 
My  weakness  with  thy  strength  I  join  ; 
Thy  strength  shall  all  subdue. 

4  So  shall  I  bless  thy  pleasing  sway, 

And,  sitting  at  thy  feet, 

Thy  laws  with  all  my  heart  obey, — 
"With  all  my  soul  submit. 


273  Strength  renewed. 

1  0  God,  unseen,  yet  ever  near, 

Thy  presence  may  we  feel ; 
And  thus,  inspired  with  holy  fear, 
Before  thy  table  kneel. 

2  Here  may  thy  faithful  people  know 

The  blessings  of  thy  love  ; 
The  streams  that  thro'  the  desert  flow,- 
The  manna  from  above. 

3  We  come,  obedient  to  thy  word, 

To  feast  on  heavenly  food  ; 
Our  meat,  the  body  of  the  Lord, 
Our  drink,  his  precious  blood. 

4  Thus  may  Ave  all  thy  words  obey  ; 

For  we,  0  Lord,  are  thine  ; 
And  go  rejoicing  on  our  way, 
Renew'd  with  strength  divine. 


P  ttfogy. 

To  Father.  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  sweetly  all  agree, 

To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 
Eternal  glory  be. 


ALIDA.     C.  M.    (double.) 


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And  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  or  die  : 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  : 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest, — 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, 

In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  cross  sustain, 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  : 
I  suffer  on  my  three  score  years, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 


0  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  ! 
Before  my  ravish'd  eyes 

Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 
And  trees  of  Paradise  : 

1  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there  ; 
They  all  are  robed  in  spotless  white, 

And  conqu'ring  pa'ms  they  bear. 
O  what  are  all  my  suff'rings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  to'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away, 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  Jay. 


423 


AZMON.    C.  M. 


From  Closer,  by  1  K7 

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To  drive  him  from  my  heart, 
The  Spirit  leaves  me  not  alone, — 

He  doth  not  yet  depart ; 
He  will  not  give  the  sinner  o'er  : 

Ready  e'en  now  to  save, 
He  bids  me  come  as  heretofore, 

That  I  his  grace  may  have. 

3  I  take  thee  at  thy  gracious  word  ; 

My  foolishness  I  mourn  ; 
And  unto  my  redeeming  Lord, 

However  late,  I  turn  : 
Savior,  I  yield,  I  yield  at  last ; 

I  hear  thy  speaking  blood  ; 
Myself,  with  all  my  sins,  I  cast 

On  my  atoning  God. 

807*         His  service  is  perfect  freedom. 
1  Behold  !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 
The  Master's  blessed  will ; 
My  Lord  in  outward  works  pursue, 

And  serve  his  pleasure  still. 
Thus  faithful  to  my  Lord's  commands, 

I  choose  the  better  part, 
And  serve  with  caruful  Martha's  hands 
But  loving  Mary's  heart. 

*  This  double  hymn  fa  alao  adapted 


2  Though  careful,  without  care  I  am, 

Nor  feel  my  happy  toil, — 
Preserved  in  peace  by  Jesus'  Name, 

Supported  by  his  smile  : 
Rejoicing  thus  my  faith  to  show, 

His  service  my  reward  ; 
"While  every  work  I  do  below, 

I  do  it  to  the  Lord. 

3  0  !  that  the  world  the  art  might  know 

Of  living  thus  to  thee  ; 
And  find  their  heaven  begun  below, 

And  here  thy  glory  see  ; 
"Walking  in  all  the  works  prepared 

To  exercise  their  grace, 
They  gain  at  last  their  full  reward, 

And  see  thy  glorious  face. 

1132  Doxology. 

1  The  God  of  mercy  be  adored, 

Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 

And  new-creating  breath  ; 
To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  spirit  all-divine, — 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One,— 
Let  saints  and  angels  join, 
to  Alida,  on  the  opposite  page. 


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That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light  ; 

Prophets  and  priests  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Savior  and  their  God. 


288 


All-sufficient  grace. 

1  Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 

Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  man  ; 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 


He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 


And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 

169      The  only  name  given  under  heaven. 

1  Jesus,  thou  Source  divine, 
Whence  hope  and  comfort  flow,— 

•Jesus,  no  other  Name  than  thine 
Can  save  from  endless  wo. 

2  None  else  will  heaven  approve  : 
Thou  art  the  only  way, 

Ordain'd  by  everlasting  love, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  Here  let  our  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  thy  path  depart : 

Direct  our  steps,  thou  gracious  Guide ! 
And  cheer  the  fainting  heart. 

4  Safe  through  this  world  of  night, 
Lead  to  the  blissful  plains, — 

The  regions  of  unclouded  light, — ■ 
Where  joy  forever  reigns. 


Doxology. 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 

Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  forever  be. 


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On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
'Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone, 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears  ; 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 

4  It  hallows  every  cross  ; 

forte  me  ; 
:  my  every  loss, 
And  find  my  all  in  thee. 

5  Jesus,  to  whom  I  flv, 

Doth  all  my  wishes  fill ; 
What  though  created  streams  are  dry  ? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

6  Stripp'd  of  each  earthly  friend, 

I  find  them  all  in  one  ; 
And  peace  and  joy  which  never  end, 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  begun. 


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The  Redeemer  on  his  throne. 
Enthroned  a  Jesus  now, 

D  his  heavenly  seat  ; 
The  Kingly  >n  his  brow, 

The  saints  are  at  his  feet. 
In  shining  white  they  stand, — 

A  em  ii  and  c  ranuees  throng  ; 
A  palmy  sceptre  in  each  hand, 

On  every  lip  a  song. 


3  They  sing  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Once  slain  on  earth  for  them  ; 
The  Lamb, through  whose  atoning  blood, 
Each  wears  his  diadem. 

4  Thy  grace,  0  Holy  Ghost, 

Thy  blessed  help  supply. 
That  we  may  join  that  radiant  host, 
Triumphant  in  the  sky. 

429  Light  dawning  upon  the  soul. 

1  Out  of  the  depths  of  wo, 

To  thee,  0  Lord,  I  cry  : 
Darkness  surrounds  me.  but  I  know 
That  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

2  Humbly  on  thee  I  wait, 

g  all  my  sin  ; 
Lord,  I  am  knocking  at  the  gate  ; 
a,  and  take  me  in. 

3  0  hearken  to  my  voice, — 

Give  ear  1 1  my  complaint ; 
Thou  biddst  the  mourning  soul  rejoice, 
Thou  comfortest  the  faint. 

4  Glory  to  God  above. — 

The  waters  soon  will  oeac 
For,  lo  !   the  swift  returning  dove 
Brings  home  the  sign  of  peace. 

5  Though  storms  hi-  :re, 

And  danp  ten  loud  ; 

Jeh  i  aant  is  sure, — 

His  b  >W  is  in  the  cloud. 


160 


382 


BOYLSTON.     S.  M. 


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My     much  of  -  fend    -   ed 


God; 


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3  Thou  great,  tremendous  God, 

The  conscience  awe  impart ; 
The  grace  be  now  on  me  bestowed,— 
The  tender,  fleshly  heart. 

4  For  Jesus'  sake  alone, 

The  stony  heart  remove  ; 
And  melt  at  last,  0  melt  me  down, 
Into  the  mould  of  love. 

275  Obeying  the  command. 

1  Jesus,  we  thus  obey 

Thy  last  and  kindest  word  ; 
Here,  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  hast  enjoin'd, 

Thou  wilt  therein  appear  ; 

We  come  with  confidence  to  find 

Thy  special  presence  here. 

3  Whate'cr  the  Almighty  can 

To  pardon'd  sinners  give, 
The  fulness  of  our  God  made  man, 
We  here  with  Christ  receive. 

373  The  heart  of  stone. 

1  0  that  I  could  repent, 

With  all  my  idols  part, 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble,  contrite  heart ; 

2  A  heart  with  grief  oppress'd, 

For  having  grieved  my  God  ; 


A  troubled  heart,  that  cannot  rest 
Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire  ; 
With  true  sincerity  of  wo 
My  aching  breast  inspire. 

4  With  soft'ning  pity  look, 

And  melt  my  hardness  down  : 
Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone. 

1081  Let  me  die  the  death  of  the  righteous, 

1  0  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 

0  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope,  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  him  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 
To  meet  the  Savior  they  adore, 
And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  0  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord ! 

0  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 


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Ah  !   what  avail  my  strife, — 
Mv  wand'ring  to  and  fro? 

Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life  : 
Ah  !  whither  should  I  go? 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 

T< .  me  did  freely  move  ; 
It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 

4  Lord  at  thy  feet  I  fall : 

I  groan  to  be  set  free  ; 
I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

1000     Soicn  a  natural  body,  raised  a  spiritual 
body. 

1  And  must  this  body  die — 

This  well- wrought  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 

To  put  it  on  afresh. 
God.  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  from  the  skies 

.  and  watches  all  my  dust, 

Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 
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Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 


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And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Be  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe, 

Lord,  to  thy  dying  love: 
0  may  we  bless  thy  grace  below, 
And  sing  thy  grace  above  ! 

6  Savior,  accept  the  praise 

Of  these,  our  humble  songs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

561  The  Hearer  of  prayer r 

1  Ye  praying  souls,  rejoice, 

And  bless  your  Father's  name  ; 
With  joy  to  him  lift  up  your  voice, 
And  all  his  love  proclaim. 

2  Your  mournful  cry  be  hears  ; 

He  marks  your  feeblest  groan, 
Supplies  yoai  wants,  dispels  your  fears, 
And  makes  his  mercy  known. 

3  To  all  his  praying  saints 

He  ever  will  attend, 
And  to  their  b  irrowi  and  complaints 
His  ear  in  mercy  bend. 

4  Then  let  us  still  _ 

In  his  appointed  ways. 

2  in  aia  Name  alone, 
In  prayer  and  humble  praise. 


•  These  hymn*  are  also  adapted  to  BortSTOJf. 


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162  FOREVER  WITH  THE  LORD.     S.  M.  D. 

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I.  B.  WOODBURY. 


1.     "  For-ev-er  with  the   Lord,"   A  -  men,  so   let     it      be;     Life  from  the  dead   is 

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2.  My  Father's  house  on  high,  Home  of  my  soul,  how  near,  At  times,  to  faith's  as  - 

3.  Yet  doubts  still  intervene,  And  all  my  comfort  flies;  Like  No-ah's  dove  I 
in  that  word;  'Tis  im-mor-tal  -  i  -  ty;  Here  in  the  bod-  y  pent, 
pir  -  ing    eye,    Thy  gold  -  en   gates    ap-pear!     Ah,  then   my     spir  -  It  faints, 


flit    be-tween  Rough  seas  and  storm-y     skies;    A  -non    the  clouds  de  -  part, 


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The  winds  and  wa  -  ters  cease,  While  sweet-ly       o'er  my  glad  -  dened  heart  Ex  - 
day's  march  nearer  home,  nearer  home,  nearer  home,  A  day's  march  near-er  home. 


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pands  the  bow  of  peace,  bow  of  peace,  bow  of  peace,  Expands  the  bow  of    peace. 
*  Sing  the  small  note,  if  this  cannot  be  given  clear  and  flute-like. 


TnE  AMERICAN  HYMN  AND  TUXE  BOOK. 


163 


4  "  Forever  with  the  Lord  !  " 

r,  if  'tifl  thy  will, 
Tlif  thy  gracious  word, 

K\  n  here  to  me  fulfill. 
Be  thou  at  my  right  hand  ; 
shall  I  inner  tail  : 
old  thou  me  and  I  shall  stand  ; 
Help,  and  I  ihall  prevail. 

5  So,  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
By  death  1  shall  escape  Gram  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
Kn  >wins  ••  as  1  am  known," 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"  Forever  with  the  Lord  !  *' 


©89        The  Redeemer's  triumphant  reign. 

1  0  thou,  whom  we  adore, 

To  bless  our  earth  again, 
Assume  thine  own  almighty  power, 

And  o'er  the  nations  reign. 
The  world's  desire  and  hope, 

All  power  to  thee  is  given ; 
Now  set  the  last  great  empire  up, 

Eternal  Lord  of  heaven. 

2  Where  all  thy  laws  are  spurned, 

Thy  holy  name  profaned, 
And   where   the   ruin'd   world   has 
mourned, 

With  blood  of  millions  stained  : 
Reveal  the  glorious  scene  ; 

The  heathen  claim  for  thine  ; 
And  there  the  endless  reign  begin 

With  majesty*  divine. 

3  A  graeious  Savior,  thou 

Wilt  all  thy  ereatures  bless  ; 
And  every  knee  to  thee  shall  bow, 

And  every  tongue  confess. 
According  to  thy  word, 

\  >w  be  thy  ^rrace  revealed  ; 
An  i  with  the  knowledge  of  the  Lord, 

Let  all  the  earth  be  tilled. 

780  He  ruleth  all  things  well 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy 
H  : 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head  ; 

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14 


Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 
He  gentlj  clears  tl.y  way  ; 

Wait  thou  his  time,  BO  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart  ? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down? 
Cast  oft'  the  weight, — let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone. 
What  though  thou  rulest  not; 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim, — God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3  Leave  to  his  sov 'reign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command  ; 
So  shalt  thou,  wond'ring  own  his  way, 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand  ! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
Wheu  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 

That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 


727 


Courage  ensures  victory. 


1  Urge  on  your  rapid  course, 

Ye  blood-besprinkled  bands  ; 
The  heavenly  kingdom  suffers  force ; 

'Tis  seized  by  violent  hands : 
See  there  the  starry  crown 

That  glitters  through  the  skies  ; 
Satan,  the  world,  and  sin,  tread  down, 

And  take  the  glorious  prize. 

2  Through  much  distress  and  pain, 

Through  many  a  conflict  here, 
Through  blood,   ye  must  the  entrance 
gain, 

Yet,  O  disdain  to  fear : 
Courage, — your  Captain  cries, 

(Who  all  your  toil  foreknew, — ) 
Toil  ye  shall  have,  yet  all  despise  ; 

I  have  o'ercome  for  you. 

3  The  world  cannot  withstand 

Its  ancient  Conqueror ; 
The  world  must  sink  beneath  the  Hand 

Which  arms  us  for  the  war  : 
This  is  the  victory, — 

Before  our  faith  they  fall ; 
Jesus  hath  died  for  you  and  me  ; 

Believe,  and  conquer  all. 

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3  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake  ; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place, — 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

4  Ah,  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God  ? 
None — none  can  meet,  him  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Savior's  blood. 


360 

1 


To  whom  should  we  go? 
Ah  !  whither  should  I  go, 

Burden'd,  and  sick,  and  faint  ? 
To  whom  should  I  my  trouble  show, 

And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 
My  Savior  bids  me  come  j 

Ah  !  why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 

And  yet  from  him  I  stay. 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

From  which  1  cannot  part, — 
"Which  will  not  let  the  Savior  take 

Possession  of  my  heart  ? 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display  ; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 

And  take  the  vail  away. 

3  I  now  believe,  in  thee, 

Compassion  reigns  alone ; 

•  SHAW1IUT  can  be  substituted  for  tbfe  tone. 


According  to  my  faith,  to  me 

0  let  it,  Lord,  be  done  ! 
In  me  is  all  the.  bar, 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  remove  : 
Remove  it  and  I  shall  declare 
That  God  is  only  love. 

324  The  Day-star  from  on  high. 

1  My  former  hopes  are  fled  ; 

My  terror  now  begins : 

I  feel,  alas  !  that  I  am  dead 

In  trespasses  and  sins. 

2  Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly  ? 

1  hear  the  thunder  roar ; — 
The  law  proclaims  destuction  nigh, 

And  vengeance  at  the  door. 

3  When  I  review  my  ways, 

I  dread  impending  doom  : 
But,  hark  !  a  friendly  whisper  saysf 
Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come. 

4  With  trembling  hope,  I  see 

A  glimmering  from  afar  ; 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me, 

To  save  me  from  despair. 
6  Forerunner  of  the  sun, 

It  marks  the  pilgrim's  way; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  while  I  run, 

And  watch  the  rising  day* 


SHAWMUT.     S.  M. 


Dr.  l.  mason. 


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Till    morn-ing  light,  and  eve  -  ning  shade, Shall  be     exchanged  no    more. 


311 

1 


Dead  in  trespasses  and  sins. 

How  helpless  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  her  load ! 
The  heart  unchanged  can  never  rise 

To  happiness  and  God. 
Can  aught  but  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
'Tis  thine,  eternal  Spirit,  thine 

To  form  the  heart  anew  : — 
The  passions  to  recall. 

And  upward  bid  them  rise; 
To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 

From  reason's  darken'd  eyes. 
O  change  these  hearts  of  ours, 

And  uive  them  life  divine  ; 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 

Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 


761  The  soul's  only  refuge. 

1  Thou  refuge  of  my  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  my  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  fed 


3  But,  O,  when  doubts  prevail, 

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

4  Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I  flee  V 

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

1057  On  beginning  a  new  year. 

1  Our  few  revolving  years, 

How  swift  they  glide  away  ; 
How  short  the  term  of  life  appears 
When  past — but  as  a  day  ! — 

2  A  dark  and  cloudy  day, 

Clouded  by  grief  and  sin  ; 
A  host  of  enemies  without, 
Distressing  feari  within. 

3  Lord,  through  another  year 

If  thou  permit  our  stay, 
With  diligence  may  we  pursue 
The  true  and  living  way. 

Doxology. 
To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was.  is  now, 

And  shall  forever  be. 


SILVER     STREET.   S.  M. 


SMITH. 


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1.   Couie,  sound  his  praise     a  -  broad,  And   hymns  of 


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3  Come,  worship   at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

965       The  honor  and  safety  of  a  nation. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of    his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand  : — 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known, 
A  refuse  in  distress  ; 

How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces ! 

4  In  every  new  distress 
We'll  to  his  house  repair  ; 

We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace. 
And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 


726 


TJie  shield  of  faith. 

1  Soldiers  of  Christ,  lay  hold 
On  faith's  victorious  shield  ; 

Arm'd  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 
Be  sure  to  win  the  field  : 

2  If  faith  surround  your  heart, 
Satan  shall  be  subdued  ; 

Repell'd  his  every  fiery  dart, 

And  quench'd  with  Jesus'  blood. 

3  Jesus  hath  died  for  you  ; 
What  can  his  love  withstand  ? 

Believe,  holdfast  your  shield,  and  who 
Shall  pluck  you  from  his  hand  ? 

4  Believe  that  Jesus  reigns  ; 
All  power  to  him  is  given  : 

Believe,  till  freed  from  sin's  remains; 
Believe  vourselves  to  heaven. 


735 


The  violent  take  it  by  force* 

1  O  may  thy  powerful  word 
Inspire  a  feeble  worm 

To  rush  into  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  take  it  as  by  storm. 

2  O  may  we  all  improve 
The  grace  already  given* 

To  seize  the  crown  of  perfect  love, 
And  scale  the  mount  of  heaven- 


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And  wide,  BC. 

Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Its  heavenly  parent sing, 
And  to  its  great  Original 

The  humble  tribute  bring. 
Serene  I  laid  me  down. 

Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 

My  kind  preserver  near. 
My  life  I  would  anew 

'Devote,  0  Lord,  to  thee  : 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 

A  long  eternity. 


99  4 


The  glorious  gospel. 

1  The  nations  of  the  earth, 

Almighty  Lord,  are  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works  from  nature's  birth. 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  Thy  love  hath  also  Bent 

Thv  Gospel  to  our  race  ; 
Unveiling  thy  divine  intent 
Of  rich  redeeming  grace. 

3  When  shall  these  tidings  roll 

Tlr  arth  around, 

An<i  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
re  the  joyful  sound? 
'  SILVL.i     BTRMX.  if  pnfcmd. 


4  When  shall  the  wand'rers  meet, 

That  now  in  darkness  rove, 
And,  gathered  round  Immanuel's  feet. 
Sing  of  his  saving  love? 

5  0  Lord,  our  efforts  own. 

To  spread  the  gospel  rays  ; 
And  rear,  on  sin's  demolished  throne, 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

207  The  laljorers  are  few. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear 

Thy  needy  servants'  cry  ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait. — 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view: 
The  harvest,  truly.  Lord,  is  great, 
The  laborers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  Church  abroad, 
And  let  them  speak  thy  w.»rd  of  power, 
Aa  m  rki  rs  with  their  <iod. 

4  0  let  them  spread  thy  name, — 

Their  mission  fully  prove; 
The  uni\  ianu, — 

Thine  all-redeeming  love. 


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KENTUCKY.     S.  M. 


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The     fel  -  low  -  ship   of     kin-dred      minds   Is   like     to    that   a  -  bove. 


Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims    are     one,   Our    com-forts  a 


Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims    are 


com-forts  and  our  cares. 


3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternitv. 


221     Laborers  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord. 

1  And  let  our  bodies  part, — 

To  dift'rent  climes  repair  ; 
Inseparably  join'd  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

2  O  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesus'  work  below; 
And,  foil' wing  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  lab'rers  lies  : 


And  lo  !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

4  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labors  end. 

5  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

Our  suff'ring  end  our  pain : 
Who  meet  on  that  eternal  shore, 
Shall  never  part  again. 

694  Sweet  communion. 

1  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve    and  please^ 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Ble^t  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet: 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  From  those  celestial  springs 

Such  streams  of'  pleasure  flow, 
As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above  ; 
With  joy,  like  morning  dews  distills, 
And  all  the.  air  is  love. 


570 


B0YLST0N.    S.  M. 


Db.  L.  MA  SON 


1C9 


;illilgilI|g!EfiIli 

I      ha\e. 


A  charge    to    Eeep 


A       God       to       glo     -     ri     -     fy 


2.       To  Serve    the     pres  -  ent     age,  My    call  -  ing      to        ful     -     fil, — 


-#-  -»r    -^  i  . 

0     mav      it       all  mv  powers  en  -  gage,    To     do       my    Mas-ter's         will. 


3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy"  sight  to  live ; 
And  0,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 

red,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

1068         Solemn  thoughts  on  the  future. 

1  And  am  1  born  to  die? 

To  lay  t'n is  body  down  ? 
And  must:  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown? — 

2  A  land  'if  deepest  shade, 

Unpierced  by  human  thought ; 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 
AY  here  all  things  are  forgot  ! 

3  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will  become  of  me? 
Eternal  happiness  or  wo 
y\  ust  then  my  portion  be  : 

4  Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge,  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  pee  the  flaming  ski 

5  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb — 

With  triumph  or  regret? 


A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet. 

6  Will  angel  bands  convey 

Their  brother  to  the  bar? 
Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away, 
To  meet  its  sentence  there  ? 

7  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt 

That  tears  my  anxious  breast  ? 
Shall  Tbe  with  the  damned  east  out, 
Or  numbered  with  the  blest? 

8  I  must  from  God  be  driven, 

Or  with  my  Savior  dwell ; 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven, 
Or  else — depart  to  hell ! 

274  The  supper  of  thr  Lamb. 

1  Thee,  King  of  saints,  we  praise 

For  this  our  living  bread  ; 
Nourished  by  thy  preserving  grace, 
And  at  thy  table  fed. 

2  Yet  still  a  higher  seat 

We  in  thy  kingdom  claim, 

Who  here  begin  by  faith   to  eat 

The  supper  of  t!,<>  Lamb. 

3  That  glorious,  heavenly  prize, 

We  surely  shall  attain. 
And.  in  the*  palace  of  the  skies, 
With  thee  forever  reign. 


170 


35 


LABAN.    S.  M. 


Da.  L.  MASON. 


i^inim 


Je    -    sus,   we    look    to      thee,  Thy  prom  -  ised  pres-ence  claim  ;  Thou 


2.      Thy      name  sal  -  va  -  tion   is,     Which  here  we  come  to  prove  :     Thy 


Mgpafciiz* 


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=±*=&~ 


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in     the  midst  of       us      shalt        be,      As  -  sem  -  bled      in       thy  name : 


• — # — # — # ^j — — I — I-sJt- — #—f-s> — 0 — si — &-t-~tr*- 

# 1? 4? 1 -I £^ (St L — -1-. ^-^ £*-  -L-S-1 — 


name  is     life,  and  health,    and     peace.  And     ev  -   er   -   last  -  ing   love 


e^Eg; 


ife 


-^2—fffl. 


2* 


I 


3  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

4  We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

5  Present  we  know  thou  art, 

i>ut  O,  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
The  mijihtv  comfort  feel. 


6 


319 


O  may  thy  quick'ning  voice 
The  death  of  sin  remove  ; 

And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 
In  hope  of  perfect  love. 


And  yet  there  is  room. 

1  Ye  wretched,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest 

2  See,  Christ,  with  open  arms, 

Invites,  and  bids  you  come ; 
O  stay  not  back,  though  fear  alarms ; 
For  yet  there  still  is  room. 


3  O  come,  and  with  us  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  : 
While  hope  expects  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  There,  with  united  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

5  Ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach, — there  yet  is  room. 

686     The  word  of  God,  quick  and  powerful. 

1  Thy  word,  Almighty  Lord, 

Where'er  it  enters  in, 
Is  sharper  than  a  two-edged  sword, 
To  slay  the  man  of  sin, 

2  Thy  word  is  power  and  life  ; 

It  bids  confusion  cease. 
And  changes  envy,  hatred,  strife, 
To  love,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

3  Then  let  our  hearts  obey 
The  Gospel's  glorious  sound  ; 

And  all  its  fruits  from  day  to  day, 
Be  in  us  and  abound. 


900 


CONCORD.  *     S.  M. 


II  OLDEN. 


171 


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Come  ye  that  love      the    Lord,    And   let  your  joys  be  known;  Join  in  a    song  with 


Join 

I 


zz?rp:ii-=fiz 


SSsggiSi 


song  with  sweet  accord,  Join,  &c 
I 


cord. 


Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, While  ye  surround  the  throne. 


Let  those  refuse  to  sing 
Who  never  knew  our  God, 

But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

2  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

That  all  the  earth  surveys, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 

And  calms  the  roaring  seas  ; 
This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love  ; 
He  will  Bend  down  his  heavenly  powers, 

To  carry  us  above. 

3  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in : 
Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  fchat  immortal  state, 
The  t:  •!  such  amazing  bliss 

Should  constant  joys  create. 

4  The  in  en  of  grace  have  found 

s  in  below  : 
Celestial  fruit  00  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow  : 

•Sing  Ladan, 


Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  :         [ground, 
We're  marching  through  ImmanueLs 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


237  Love  for  Zion. 

1  I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lord, — 

The  house  of  thine  abode, — 
The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  Church,  0  God! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall  ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  can  s  Bhall  end. 

4  Beyond  mv  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways ; 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

if  preferred. 


STAFFORD.*  S.  M. 


READ. 


1.        Lord,  in 


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Myself,  my  resi- 


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self,  my  residue  of  days,  I  consecrate  to  thee 


ee,  I      con    -     -     -     se  -  crate  to  thee. 


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,  *&¥& 


•  due    of    days,        My-self,  &c. 

2  Thy  ransom'd  servant,  I 

Restore  to  thee  thine  own  ; 
And  from  this  moment  live  or  die, 
To  serve  my  God  alone. 


^H^^^ 


952         A  house  not  made  with  hands. 

1  We  know,  by  faith  we  know, 

If  this  vile  house  of  clay, 
This  tabernacle,  sink  below, 
In  ruinous  decay — 

2  "We  have  a  house  above, 

Not  made  with  mortal  hands ; 

And  firm  as  our  Redeemer's  love 

That  heavenly  fabric  stands. 

3  It  stands  securely  high, 

Indissolubly  sure : 
Our  glorious  mansion  in  the  sky 
Shall  evermore  endure. 

4  Full  of  immortal  hope, 

We  urge  the  restless  strife, 
And  hasten  to  be  swallow'd  up, 
Of  everlasting  life. 

5  Lord,  let  us  put  on  thee 

In  perfect  holiness, 
And  rise  prepared  thy  face  to  see, 
Thy  bright,  unclouded  face. 

*  Olssy  can  be  suu, 


6  Thy  grace  with  glory  crown, 
Who  hast  the  earnest  given  ; 
And  then  triumphantly  come  down, 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 


!77 


A  foretaste  of  glory. 
O  what  delight  is  this, 

Which  now  in  Christ  we  know, — 
An  earnest  of  our  glorious  bliss, 

Our  heaven  begun  below  ! 
When  He  the  table  spreads, 

How  royal  is  the  cheer ; 
With  rapture  we  lift  up  our  heads, 

And  own  that  God  is  here. 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Who  died  to  die  no  more, 
Let  all  the  ransom'd  sons  of  men, 

With  all  his  hosts,  adore. 
Let  earth  and  heaven  be  join'd, 

His  glories  to  display, 
And  hymn  the  Savior  of  mankind 

In  one  eternal  dav. 


1133  Doxology. 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  forever  be. 

to  these  hjums. 


OLNEY.     S.  M. 


Dk.  l.  Misery . 


173 


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Spir-it      in    our     hearts,       Is     whispering, "Sin  -  ner      come:' 


fljUj1  j  ji  juu-i  j  J  j  n? 

43-     "FT. 
say  To        all      a -bout  him,     "come;" 

ifinrrrr  ui 


2.     Let      him  that  bear  eth       say 


The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ 


come 


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that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 


I 
Christ, 


the  Fountain,  c*»me 


Blliil 


-m 


Yes.  whosoever  will. 

Oh.  let  him  freely  come, 
Ami  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ; 

'  lis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 
Lo  !  Jesus  who  invites, 

Declares,  M  I  quickly  come :" 
Lord,  even  so:  we  wait  thine  hour; 

O  blest  Redeemer,  come  ! 


122 


Thp  mighty    God. 

1  Rejoice  in  Jesus'  birth, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  : 
To  us  a  child  is  born  on  earth, 
Who  made  both  earth  and  heaven 

2  He  reigm  above  the  sky. — 

This  universe  sustains  ; — 
The  God  supreme,  the  Lord  most  high. 
The  king  Messiah  reigns. 
5  The  mighty  God  is  He, 
Author  of  heavenly  bliss; 
The  Father  of  eternity, 

The  L'lorious  Prince  of  peace. 
L  His  government  shall  grow, 

From  strength  to  strength  proceed: 
His  righteousness  the  church  o'erflow, 
And  all  the  earth  o'erspread. 


459  Knowledge  of  forgiveness. 

1  How  can  a  sinner  know 

His  sin?  on  earth  forgiven  ? 
How  can  my  gracious  Savior  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven  ? 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen 

With  confidence  we  tell ; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men, 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 

That  he  for  us  hath  died, 
We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  applied. 

4  Exults  our  rising  soul, 

Disburden'd  of  her  load, 
And  swells,  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

5  His.  love,  surpa^sinu  tar 

The  love  of  all  beneath, 
We  find  within  our  hearts,  and  dare 
The  pointless  darts  of  death, 

6  Stronger  than  death  or  hell 

The  sacred  power  we  prove  ; 
And,  conqu'rors  of  the  world,  we  dwell 
In  heaven,  who  dwell  in  love. 


174 


132 


HATFIELD.    S.  M. 


MAXIM. 

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1.     Oar      sins        on  Christ  were  laid j  He    bore       the  nnVh  -  ty       load; 


JfejSEEjig 


Our     ran  -  sora  -  price 


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he      ful  -    ly   paid    In   groans,  and  tears,  and  blood. 


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To     him     lift    up       your     long  -  ing  eyes;  Seek  raer  •  cy      in 

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3  Pardon  and  peace  abound  ; 

He  will  your  sins  forgive  ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found,- — 
He  bids  the  sinner  live. 

4  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee  ; — 

Where  else  can  sinners  go  ? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  us  free 
From  wretchedness  and  wo. 


:=fct» 


ZEJ 


I 


427  Embracing  offered  mercy. 

1  0  my  offended  God  ! 

If  now  at  last  I  see 
That  I  have  trampled  on  thy  blood, 
And  done  despite  to  thee  ; 

2  If  I  begin  to  wake 

Out  of  my  deadly  sleep  ; 
Into  thine  arms  of  mercy  take, 
And  there  forever  kocp. 

3  No  other  right  have  I, 

Than  what  the  world  may  claim  ; 
And  all  may  to  their  God  draw  nigh, 
Through' faith  in  Jesus'  name  ; 

4  Thy  death  hath  wrought  the  power 

For  every  sinful  soul ; 
That  all  may  know  the  gracious  hour, 
And  be  by  faith  made  whole. 


5  Thou  hast  for  sinners  died. 

That  all  might  come  to  God  ; 
The  covenant  thou  hast  ratified, 
And  sealed  it  with  thy  blood  : 

6  Thou  hast  obtained  the  grace 

That  all  may  turn  and  live  ; 
And  now  thy  ofler  I  embrace, — 
Thy  mercy  I  receive. 

393  Deprecating  the  wrath  to  come. 

1  0  thou  that  "wouldst  not  have 

One  wretched  sinner  die  ; 
Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery  ; — 

2  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe, 

That  when  thou  comeston  thy  throne 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

3  Thou  art  thyself  the  Way  ; 
Thyself  in  me  reveal ; 

So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day, 
Obedient  to  thy  will  : 

4  So  shall  I  love  my  God, 
Because  he  first  loved  me  ; 

And  praise  thee  in  thy  bright  abode, 
To  all  eternity. 


BOYLSTON.    S.  M. 


-HT" 1 ' — I 

1.      0  wh.'re  shall   rest        be  found,      Rest      for    the     wea  -    ry  soul 


^9«>--«a-|— i  —  d — s 


•J.     The  world  can  nev    -    er    give        The      bliss  for  which      we         sigh , 


ilSii?=J§g=il?I 


'Twere  vain  the   o  -  cean's  depths  to  sound,    Or    pierce 

XJ  _^_     _^_        _^- 


Tis    not     toe  whole    of 


life    to 


live,  Nor 

4 


3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  : 
0  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  ! 

5  Thou  God  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

i  us  that  death  to  shun  ; 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
Forevermore  undone. 

378  The  Redeemer  s  tears. 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  griet 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wond'ring  angels  see  ; 
Be  r  nished,  O  my  soul, 

He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  lie  wept  that  we  might  weep  ; 

-in  demands  a  tear  : 
In  heaven  al  >ne  no  sin  is  found, 
An  1  there's  no  weeping  there. 

428    Kmbraeing the  all  sufficient  portion. 
1   And  can  I  yet  delay — 
My  little  all  to  give? 

*  Hatpicd  may  be  sung  t 


To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 
The  Savior  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ; 

I  can  hold  out  no  more  : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake  ; 

My  friends,  my  all,  resign  : 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  0  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine. 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  rem  »ve; 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this, — 

Thy  only  love  to  know  ; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss,— 
No  other  good  below. 

6  My  life,  my  portion  thou  ; 

Thou  all-sufficient  art: 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter,  and  keep  my  heart. 

Doxology. 

Give  to  the  Father  praise, 

<  Jive  glory  to  the  Son  : 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 

Be  equal  honor  done, 
these  hymns  if  preferred. 


176  895 


LINDEN.    S.  M. 


GKEQORlAN 


mimi 


thou  most  gra  -  cious    Lord  ! 


pfE-frl 


How   gen  -  tie    was  the     rod     That 


■-'Z3u~ 


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chastened   us 
1 


for 


sin 


1PCX2 


Af  -   flict  -  ions  come  at    thy   command,  And  leave  us    at      thy  word. 


How  soon     we  found   a     gra  -  cious  God,  "Where  deep  distress  had  been. 


mm 


3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 
A  Father's  love  we  knew ; 

'Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  promise  true. 

4  Now  will  we  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  strength  confide  : 

Jehovah  ever  be  adored, 
There  is  no  God  beside. 


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Strengthen  the  weak  hands. 

1  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord  ; 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

0  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

2  Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 
Thy  steadfast  truth  declare ; 

And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

Restore  my  peace. 

1  O  Jesus  !  full  of  grace, 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan  : 

Let  me  auain  behold  thy  face — 
Call  home  thy  banish'd  one. 

2  Again  my  pardon  seal, 
Again  my  soul  restore, 

And  freely  my  backshdings  heal, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


3  Wilt  thou  not  bid  me  rise  ? 
Speak,  and  my  soul  shall  live ; 

Forgive, — ray  gasping  spirit  cries, — 
Abundantly  forgive. 

4  Thine  utmost  mercy  show  ; 
Say  to  my  drooping  soul, — 

In  peace  and  full  assurance  go  ; 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole. 

497  Purity  of  heart, 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 
He  doth  himself  impart, 

And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

810  Fear  of  offending  God. 

1  Lord,  if  thou  hast  bestow'd 
On  me  this  gracious  fear, 

This  horror  of  offending  God, — 
O  keep  it  always  here  ; — 

2  And  that  I  never  more 
May  from  thy  ways  depart, 

Enter,  with  all  thy  mercy's  power, 
And  dwell  within  my  heart. 


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Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break,- 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

t   N  m  lend  thy  gracious  ear  ; 
Now  listen  to  our  cry  : 
0  come,  and  bring  salvation  near  ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 


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Accepting  the  invitation. 

1  Come,  wearv  sinners,  come, 

( .r  .  tiling  b  oeath  your  load  ; 
The  Savior  calls  his  wand'rers  home 
Haste  to  your  pard'ning  God. 

2  Com-*,  all  bv  guilt  oppressed, 

An-  3  ivior's  call — 

O  come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest, 
And  I  will  nave  you  all. 

3  Redeemer,  full  of  love, 

We  would  thy  word  obey, 
And  all  thy  faithful  mercies  prove  : 
O  take  our  guilt  away. 

4  We  would  on  thee  rely  ; 

On  thee  would  cast  our  care  ; 
Now  t  i  tl  in-  arms  of  mercy  tly, 
And  find  salvation  there. 


577  For  perfect  submission. 

1  I  want  a  heart  to  pray, — 

To  pray,  and  never  cease  ; 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay,. 

Or  wish  my  sufTrings  less. 
This  blessing,  above  all, — 

Always  to  pray, — I  want ; 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call,. 

And  never,  never  faint. 

2  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, — 
Unmoved  by  threat'ning  or  reward. 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name  ; 
A  jealous,  ju>t  concern, 

Vox  thine  imm  >rtal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

3  I  rest  upon  thy  word, — 

The  promise  is  for  me  ; 
My  Buccor  and  salration,  Lord, 

Shall  Burely  c  >me  from  thee  : 
But  let  me  !»till  abid-'. 

Nor  from  m\  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 


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The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 

And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 
One  day  in  such  a  place, 

Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 

Of  pleasurable  sin. 
My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 

To  everlasting  bliss. 


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Laborers  rewarded. 
O  happy,  happy  place, 

Where  saints  and  angels  meet! 
There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 

And  all  our  brethren  greet. 
The  Church  of  the  first-born, 

We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 
And,  erown'd  with  endless  joy,  return 

To  our  eternal  rest. 
With  joy  we  shall  behold, 

In  yonder  blest  abode,- 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 

And  all  the  saints  of  God. 
Abrah'm  and  Isaac,  there, 

And  Jacob,  shall  receive 


And    these re-joic  --     ing   eyes. 

The  folFwers  cf  their  faith  and  prayer, 
Who  now  in  bodies  live. 

5  We  shall  our  time  beneath 

Live  out,  in  cheerful  hope, 
And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  gain  the  mountain  top. 

6  To  gather  home  his  own, 

God  shall  his  angels  send, 
And  bid  our  bliss,  on  earth  begun, 
In  deathless  triumphs  end. 

151  Joy  from  the  certainty  of  His  resurrection. 

1  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ; 

The  ojrave  hath  lost  its  prey ; 
With  him  shall  rise  the  ransom'd  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

2  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed ; 

He  lives,  to  die  no  more  ; 
He  lives,  his  people's  cause  to  plead, 
WThose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

3  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ; 

Attending  angels,  hear ; 
Up,  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear: — 

4  Then  take  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 


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How  amiable  they  are  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 

And  nowhere  else  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss  ; 
Thcv  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  foee. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  afford, 
Nor  yield  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll : 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

124         Thanks  for  the  unspeakable  gift, 
1  Father,-  our  hearts  we  lift 
Up  to  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son. 
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2  His  infant  cries  proclaim 

A  peace  'twixt  earth  and  heaven  : 
Salvation,  through  his  only  Name, 
To  all  mankind  is  given. 

3  The  gift  unspeakable 

We  thankfully  receive, 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodness  tell, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

4  May  all  mankind  receive 

The  new-born  Prince  of  peace, 
And  meekly  in  his  spirit  live, 
And  in  his  love  increase. 

991      God's  icondrous  way  among  the  heathen. 

1  To  bless  thy  chosen  race, 

In  mercy,  Lord,  incline  ; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine  ; — 

2  That  so  thy  wondrous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known  : 
While  distant  lands  their  homage  pay 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

3  Let  all  the  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
And  all  the  world,  0  Lord,  combine 
To  praise  thy  glorious  Name. 


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And  all  mv  davs  be  thine. 


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The.  indwelling  Spirit. 

1  We  by  his  Spirit  prove 

And  know  the  things  of  God, — 
The  things  which  freely  of  his  love 
He  hath  on  us  bestow'd. 

2  His  Spirit,  which  he  gave, 

Now  dwells  in  us,  we  know; 
The  witness  in  ourselves  we  have, 
And  all  its  fruits  we  show. 

3  The  meek  and  lowly  heart, 

That  in  our  Savior  was, 
To  us  his  Spirit  does  impart, 
And  signs  us  with  his  cross. 

4  Our  nature's  turn'd,  our  mind 

Transtbrm'd  in  all  its  powers ; 
And  both  the  witnesses  are  joined, — 
Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  with  ours. 

5  Whate'er  our  pard'nins:  Lord 

Commands,  we  gladly  do; 
And,  guided  by  his  sacred  word, 
We  all  his  steps  pursue. 


6  His  glory  our  design, 

YVe  live,  our  God  to  please  ;- 
And  rise,  with  filial  fear  divine, 
To  perfect  holiness. 

559  The  throne  of  grace. 

1  Behold  the  throne,  of  grace  ; 

The  promise  calls  us  near; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, — 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love, — 
That  we  may  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

3  Teach  us  to  live,  by  faith, — 

Conform  our  wills  to  thine  ; 
Let  us  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

4  If  thou  these  blessings  give, 

And  thou  our  portion  be, 
All  worldly  joys  we'll  gladly  leave. 
To  find  our  heaven  in  thee. 


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To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  forever  be. 


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3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim  ; 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear;  [shade, 

Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark 
Mv  sb  pher  l's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  surrounding  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days; 
Nov  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

603       Morning:  The  day-star  from  on  high. 

1  We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 

0  Day-star  from  on  hi^h  ! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
\et  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

2  0  let  thy  rising  beams 

The  night  of  sin  disperse, — 
The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice, 
Which  shade  the  universe. 


3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ; 

How  dark  and  sad  before  ; 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  0  may  no  gloomy  crime 

Pollute  the  rising  day  ; 
Or  Jesus'  blood,  like  evening  dew, 
Wash  all  the  stains  away. 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  past ; 
And  live  this  short  revolving  day 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 

330  To-day  the  accepted  time. 

1  Now  is  tlf  accepted  time, 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now.  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Savior's  face. 

2  Now  is  tlf  accepted  time, 

The  Savior  calls  to-day  : 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late — 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 


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IJpholds  thee  with  his  truth  ; 
And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

4  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole; 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days: 
0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

723  The  standard  of  the  cross. 

1  Hark,  how  the  watchmen  cry  ! 

Attend  the  trumpet's  sound  ; 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh, — 

The  powers  of  hell  surround. 
Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arras  and  hearts  prepare  ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand. — 

Go  forth  to  glorious  war. 

2  See  on  the  mountain  top 

The  standard  of  your  God  ; 
In  Jesus"  name  'tis  lifted  up, 

All  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 
His  standard-bearers  now 

To  all  the  nations  call : 
To  Jesus'  cross,  ye  nations,  bow  ; 

He  bore  the  cross  fur  all. 

3  Go  up  with  Christ  your  head  ; 

Your  Captain's  footsteps  see  ; 


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To  certain  victory. 
All  power  to  him  is  given  ; 

He  ever  reigns  the  same : 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 

Are  all  in  Jesus'  Name. 

The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

1  Awake,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise'  the  Savior's  Name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power  ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Ye  pilgrims,  on  the  road 

To  Zion's  city,  sing  ; 
Rejoice  ye  in  the  Limb  of  God, — 
In  Christ  th'  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, — 

Ye  blessed  children,  come  ; 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

5  There  shall  each  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


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Ne'er  think  the  viet'ry  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  : 
The  work  of  faith  will  not  be  done, 

Till  thou  obtain  the  crown. 
Then  persevere  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 
He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 

To  his  divine  abode. 


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The  vceU-fowjht  day. 
Pray,  without  erasing,  pray, 

(Your  Captain  gives  the  word;) 
His  summons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  call  upon  the  Lord  : 

2  To  God  your  every  want 

In  instant  prayer  display  ; 
Pray  always  ;  pray,  and  never  faint ; 
Pray,  without  eeasing,  pray. 

3  In  iJRowship, — alone, 

'IVGod  with  faith  draw  near ; 
Approach  his  courts,  besiege  his  throne 
With  all  the  power  of  prayer; 

4  His  mercy  now  implore, 

And  now  show  forth  his  praise; 
In  shout-;,  or  silent  awe,  adore 
His  miracles  of  grace. 


5  From  strength  to  strength  go  on  ; 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray ; 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day  : 

6  Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  his  soldiers, — Come, 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high, 
And  take  the  conqu'rors  home. 


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Spiritual  enemies  to  be  encountered. 

1  Angels  our  march  oppose, 

Who  still  in  strength  excel, — 
Our  secret,  sworn,  eternal  foes, 
Countless,  invisible ; 

2  From  thrones  of  glory  driven, 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurl'd, 
They  throng  the  air,  and  darken  heaven, 
And  rule  this  lower  world. 

3  But  shall  believers  fear  ? 

But  shall  believers  fly  ? 
Or  see  the  bloody  cross  appear, 
And  all  their  powers  defy  ? 

4  By  all  hell's  host  withstood, 

We  all  hell's  host  o'erthrow  ; 
And,  eonqu'ring  them  through  Jesus' blood. 
We  on  to  conquer  go. 


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2  Call,  while  he  may  be  found  ; 

Seek  him  while  he  is  near  ; 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
His  grace  forever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven. 

932  Tlie  pilgrim's  home. 

1  While  through  this  world  we  roam, 

From  infancy  to  age, 
Heaven  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  home, 
His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  Thither  his  soul  ascends, 

Eternal  joys  to  share  ; 
There  his  adoring  spirit  bends, 
While  here  he  kneels  in  prayer. 

3  His  freed  affections  rise, 

To  fix  on  things  above, 
Where  all  his  hope  of  glory  lies, — 
Where  all  is  perfect  love. 


212 


There  we  our  treasure  place  ; 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found  ; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 

May  more  and  more  abound. 
Henceforth  our  converse  be 

With  Christ  before  the  throne  ; 
Ere  long  we  eye  to  eye  shall  see, 

And  know  as  we  are  known. 

Sow  beside  all  waters. 


1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, — 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  know'st  not  which  shall  thrive, — 

The  late  or  early  sown  ; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown  : 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  : 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 


9":8 


BAKER.     S.  M. 


W.  Mc   DONALD. 


185 


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3  No  cloud  those  regions  know, — 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair ; 
For  sin.  the  source  of  mortal  wo, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  O  may  the  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire, 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

5  Prepared,  by  £race  divine. 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high, 
Lord,  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 


461 

1   I 


Seeking  the  evidence  of  acceptance. 

listen  for  the  voice 
Which  speaks  my  sins  forgiven  ; 
Speak.  Lord,  and  bid  my  heart  rejoice 
In  certain  hope  of  heaven. 

Thy  Name  ()  may  I  prove, 
Thy  Name  inscribed  on  me  ; 

And  triumph  in  redeeming  love 
Tn  rough  all  eternity. 


4^  Thy  will  be  dome. 

;•'  will,  I  know, 
That  I  >hould  holy  be; 
Should  let  my  sins  this  moment  go, 
This  moment  turn  to  thee. 


2  O  might  I  now  embrace 

Thine  all-sufficient  power, 
And  never  more  to  sin  give  place, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

331  To-day. 

1  All  yesterday  is  gone ; 

To-morrow's  not  our  own  ; 

O  sinner,  come,  without  delay, 

And  bow  before  the  throne. 

2  O  hear  God's  voice  to-day, 

And  harden  not  your  heart ; 
To-morrow,  with  a  frown,  he  may 
Pronounce  the  word, — Depart ! 

260  A  blessing  on  the  ordinance. 

1  Great  God.  now  condescend 
To  bless  our  ri>ing  race  ; 

Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend, 
The  subjects  of  thy  grace. 

2  O  what  a  pure  delight 
Their  happiness  to  see  ; 

Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite, 
To  lead  their  -ouls  to  thee. 

3  Now  bless,  thou  God  of  love, 
This  ordinance  divine  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
And  make  these  children  thine 


186      555         ST.  MICHAEL.*    S.  M.     ( To  be  sung  in  unison.) 

4  From  Day's  Psalter.    Harmony,  by  HAVERGAL. 

Melody. 

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2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 

While" by  thy  word  we  live  ; 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 

From  Satan's  wiles,  defend ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine  shall  forever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine  ; 
The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty, 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

6  Thus  humbly  taught  to  pray 

By  thy  beloved  Son, 
Through  him  we  come  to  thee,and  say, 
All  for  his  sake  be  done. 

574  For  fervent  zeal. 

1  Jesus,  I  fain  would  find 

Thy  zeal  for  God  in  me  ; 
•  Olmutz  can  be  sung,  if  this  tune  is  not  familiar. 


Thy  yearning  pity  for  mankind, — 

Thy  burning  charity. 
2  In  me  thy  Spirit  dwell ; 

In  me  thy  bowels  move  ; 
So  shall  the  fervor  of  my  zeal 

Be  the  pure  flame  of  love. 

831  Pilgrims  and  sojourners. 

1  In  every  time  and  place, 

Who  serve  the  Lord  most  high, 
Are  call'd  his  sov'reign  will  to'  embrace, 
And  still  their  own  deny. 

2  To  follow  his  command, 
On  earth  as  pilgrims  rove, 

And  seek  an  undiscover'd  land, 
And  house  and  friends  above. 

3  Father,  the  narrow  path 
To  that  far  country  show  ; 

And  in  the  steps  of  Abrah'm's  faith 
Enable  me  to  go. 

4  A  cheerful  sojourner 
Where'er  thou  bidd'st  me  roam, 

Till,  guided  by  thy  Spirit  here, 
I  reach  my  heavenly  home. 


331 


OLMUTZ.    S.  M. 


Arranped  by  1  Q  T 

Dr.  L.  MASON.         10# 


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O     sin-  ner,  come,  with  -  out     de  -lay,      And  bow  be  -    fore     the  throne. 

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567  For  a  single  eye. 

1  God  of  almighty  love, 

By  whose  sufficient  grace 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face  : 

2  Through  Jesus  Christ  the  Just, 

My  faint  desires  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Whate'er  I  say  or  do, 

Thy  glory  be  my  aim ; 
My  oflPrings  all  be  offer'd  through; 
The  ever-blessed  Name. 

4  Jesus,  my  single  eye 

Be  fix'd  on  thee  alone  : 
Thy  name  be  praised  on  earth,  on  high  ; 
Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 

2GT  Our  Paschal  Lamb. 

1  Lor  all  who  truly  bear 

The  bleeding  Savior's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 
And  eat  the  Paschal  Lamb. 

2  This  eucharistie  fe 

Our  every  want  supplies, 
And  still  ire  by  bis  death  are  blest, 
And  !-har<-  his  sacrifice. 

3  Who  thus  on-  faith  employ, 

llis  suif  rings  to  record, 


E'en  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 
Communion  with  our  Lord. 

We  too  with  him  are  dead, 
And  shall  with  him  arise  ; 

The  cross  on  which  he  bows  his  head 
Shall  lift  us  to  the  skies. 


669  For  victory  in  the  dying  hour. 

1  When  on  the  brink  of  death 

My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
Waiting  to  pass  that  awful  flood, 
Great  God  !  at  thy  command  ; — 

2  When  every  scene  of  life 

Stands  ready  to  depart ; 
And  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart ; — 

3  Thou  Source  of  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, — 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

4  Lay  thy  supporting  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head  ; 
And  with  a  ray  of  love  diviue 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

5  Leaning  on  Jesus'  breast. 

M  iy  1  reejjgn  my  breath; 

And  in  his  kind  embraces  lose 

The  bitterness  of  death. 


188 


CORUNNA.    S.  M. 


From  N  Y.  Choralist. 
M.  S.  ofC.  H. 


1.     Je  -  sus !      I   come        to     thee, 


Si=f!llil= 


A     sin  -  ner   doomed   to         die ; 


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God!  this  heart  of  stone,  And  melt   it 


by    thy  love. 


3  Too  long  my  soul  has  gone, 

Far  from  my  God  astray ; 
I've  sported  on  the  brink  of  hell, 
In  sin's  delusive  way. 

4  But  Lord  !  my  heart  is  fixed, 

I  hope  in  thee  alone, 
Break  off  the  chains  of  sin  and  death, 
And  bind  me  to  thy  throne. 

488        Christ,  the  guide  and  counselor. 

1  Jesus  my  truth,  my  way, 

My  sure  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  steps  I  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  wisdom,  and  my  guide, 

My  counselor  thou  art ; 
O  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee, 

Thou  gracious  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlighten'd  be, 
And  never  put  to  shame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  cause  ; 
But  rest  in  the  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  cross. 


5  0  make  me  all  like  thee, 

Before  I  hence  remove  ; 
Settle,  confirm,  and  'stablish  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

6  Let  me  thy  witness  live, 

When  sin  is  all  destroy'd, 
And  then  my  spotless  soul  receive, 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 


166  He  ever  Hveth  to  make  intercession  for  us, 

1  Lord,  how  shall  sinners  dare 

Look  up  to  thine  abode  ? 
Or  offer  their  imperfect  prayer, 
Before  a  holy  God  ? 

2  Bright  terrors  guard  thy  seat, 

And  glories  veil  thy  face  ; 
Yet  mercy  calls  us  to  thy  feet, 
And  to  thy  throne  of  gfrace. 

3  My  soul,  with  cheerful  eye 

See  where  thy  Savior  stands, — 
The  glorious  Advocate  on  high, 
With  incense  in  his  hands. 

4  Teach  my  weak  heart,  O  Lord, 

With  faith  to  call  thee  mine ; 
Bid  me  pronounce  the  blissful  word- 
Father  —  with  joy  divine. 


BOYLSTON.    S.  M. 


Da.  L.  MASON. 


189 


1.     The    pi     -     ty      of        the  Lord,         To       those  that  fear 


2.     He  knows     we     are         but  dust, 


his 


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His       an-ger,  like      a       ris  -  ing     wind,  Can  send     us  swift     to  death. 

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3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 
When   blasting  winds  sweep  o'er  the 
field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  6ure. 

055  God  shall  wipe  away  all  tears. 

1  0  what  a  mighty  change 

BhalJ  Jesus'  sufTrers  know, 
While  o'er  the  happy  plains  they  range, 
Incapable  of  wo  ! 

2  No  ill-requited  love 

Shall  there  our  spirits  wound  : 
No  base  ingratitude  ab>ve, — 
No  sin  in  heaven  is  found. 

3  There  all  our  griefs  are  spent : 

There  all  our  sorrows  end  : 
We  cannot  tLerethe  fall  lament 
Of  a  departed  friend  ; 

4  A  brother  dead  to  God,      . 

By  >iu.  alas,  undone  : 
No  father  there,  in  passion  loud, 
Cri<  b, — I  >.  my  son  !  my  son  ! 

5  No  slightest  touch  of  pain, 

Nor  sorrow's  least  alloy, 


Can  violate  our  rest,  or  stain 

Our  purity  of  joy  : 
6  In  that  eternal  day 

No  clouds  or  tempests  rise  ; 
There  gushing  tears  are  wiped  away 

Forever  from  our  eyes. 

874  God's  absence  deprecated. 

1  0  thou,  whose  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ; — 

2  See,  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn  : 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face ; 
Hast  thou  not  said, — Return? 

3  Shall  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet ; 
0  let  not  this  last  refuge  fail, — 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  Light, 

Without  one  cheering  ray, — 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy 
night, 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

5  On  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beami  <>f  mercy  shine; 
And  let  thy  voice  again  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine. 


100 


THATCHER.    S.  M. 


Prom  HANDEL. 


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soul ! 


Let    all  with  -  in     me     ioin, 


2.     Oh  !  bless  the  Lord,  my       soul 


Nor     let  his    mercies       lie, 


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And   aid  my  tongue  to  bless   his    name, Whose  fa  -  vors   are      di  -   vine. 


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3  'T  is  he  forgives  thy  sins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransom'd  from  the  grave  ; 
He,  who  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 

He  gives  the  sufferers  rest : 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  oppress'd. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known ; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace, 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

The  Spring. 

1  Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring, 

When  nature's  charms  appear; 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 
And  hail  the  opening  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  mountains  tops, 
And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view, 
With  pearly  glittering  drops : 

6  But  sweeter  far  the  scene 

On  Zion's  holy  hill, 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 
Its  freshness  to  distill. 


269  The  opened  Fountain. 

1  Call'd  from  above,  I  rise. 

And  wash  away  my  sin ; 
The  stream  to  which  my  spirit  flies, 
Can  ma£e  the  foulest  clean. 

2  It  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountain  deep  and  wide: 
'Twas  open'd  by  the  soldier's  spear, 
In  my  Redeemer's  side. 


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In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 

Through  all  her  palaces  ! 

In  every  new  distress 

Well  to  his  house  repair; 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 

And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 


r  His  name  is  glorious. 

Almighty  Maker,  God, 

How  glorious  is  thy  Xame ; 
Thv  wooden  how  diffused  abroad, 

Throughout  creation's  frame. 

In  native  white  and  red 

The  rose  and  lily  stand, 
And.  free  from  pride,  their  beauties  spread, 

To  show  thy  Bkilful  hand. 

The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky, 

With  unambitious  song  ; 
And  hears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high, 

Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

Fain  would  I  f,<o  and  sing 

To  my  Creator  too ; 
Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 

And  give  him  praises  due. 


5  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days : 
And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend, 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

689  Their  universal  diffusion. 

1  Jesus,  the  word  bestow, — 

The  true  immortal  seed  ; 
Thy  gospel  then  shall  greatly  grow, 
And  all  our  land  o'erspread  ; 

2  Through  earth  extended  wide 

Shall  mightily  prevail. — 
Destroy  the  works  of  self  and  pride, 
And  shake  the  gates  of  hell. 

3  Its  energy  exert 

In  the  believing  soul ; 
Diffuse  thy  grace  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole  : 

4  Its  utmost  virtue  show 

In  pure  consummate  love, 

And  fill  with  all  thy  life  below, 

And  <nve  us  thrones  above. 


Doxohyp. 
Give  to  the  Father  praise, 

Give  slory  to  the  Son  : 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 

Be  equal  honor  done. 


102 


BADEA.     S.  M. 


Arranged  by 
Da.  L.  MASON. 


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8  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  festering  wound ! 
Till  I  confess'd  vs\y  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 
4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 


The  Presence  of  Christ. 

1  While  my  Redeemer's  near, 

My  shepherd,  and  my  guide, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear; 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever  fragrant  meads 

Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 

And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

8  Dear  Shepherd  !  if  I  stray, 
My  wand'ring  feet  restore  ; 
And  guard  me  with  thy  watchful  eye, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


783  Walking  by  faith. 

1  If,  on  a  quiet  sea, 

Toward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
We'll  own  the  tav'ring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 


Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  to  thy  control : 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 

The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

Teach  us,  in  every  state, 
To  make  thy  will  our  own  ; 

And  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart, 
To  live  bv  faith  alone. 


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The  Pillar  and  the  Cloud. 

Thou  very  Paschal  Lamb. 

Whose  blood  for  us  was  shed, 
Through  whom  we  out  of  bondage  came, 

Thy  ransom'd  people  lead. 

2  Ancel  of  gospel  grace, 

Fulfil  thy  character  : 
To  guard  and  feed  the  chosen  race, 
In  Israel's  camp  appear. 

3  Throughout  the  desert  way, 

Conduct  us  by  the  lijiht; 
Be  thou  a  cooling  cloud  by  day, 
A  cheering  fire  by  night. 

4  Our  fainting  souls  sustain 

With  blessings  from  above  ; 
And  ever  on  thy  people  rain 
The  manna  of  thy  love. 


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3  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, — 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth ; 
And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

4  Then  bless  his  holy  Name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole  ; 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days 
0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

T'2">  The  whole  armor  of  God. 

1  Soldiers  of  Chri-t,  arise, 

And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  ui  the  strength  which  God  supplie 
Through  his  eternal  Son  ; 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power, 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 

Is  more  than  conqueror. 
I  then  in  hi<  great  might, 

Withal]  his  strength  endued  ; 
But  tak»:.  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  oi  (»oti : 

4  That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  y  »ur  conflicts  past, 
Ye  mat  o'ereouie,  through  Christ  alone. 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 

5  Leave  no  unguarded  place, — 

No  weakness  of  tho  soul ; 


Take  every  virtue,  every  grace, 

And  fortify  the  whole  : 
6  Indissolubly  joined, 

To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
But  arm  yourselves  with  all  the  mind1 

That  was  in  Christ  your  Head. 

732        The  mind  that  was  in  Christ. 

1  Equip  me  for  the  war. 

And  teach  my  hands  to  f  ght ; 
My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare. 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought  : 

My  a  bole  o\  sin  remove  : 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought; 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  0  arm  me  w  ith  the  mind, 

Meek  Lamb,  tl  at  was  in  thee  ; 
And  let  my  knowing  real  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  "With  calm  and  temper'd  zeal 

Let  me  enforce  thy  rail  , 
And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 

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2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul, 

Bring  thy  salvation  near  ; 
When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare  V 

3  With  every  morning's  light, 

My  sorrow  new  begins ; 
Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 

4  Oh  !  keep  my  soul  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame  ; 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Pardon  implored. 

1  Thou  Lord  of  all  above, 

And  all  below  the  sky, 
Prostrate  before  thy  feet  I  fall, 
And  for  thy  mercy  cry. 

2  Guilt,  like  a  heavy  load, 

Upon  my  conscience  lies  ; 
To  thee  I  make  my  sorrows  known, 
And  lift  my  weeping  eyes. 

8  The  burden  which  I  feel, 
Thou  only  canst  remove ; 
Do  thou  display  thy  pardoning  grace, 
And  thine  unbounded  love. 


One  gracious  look  of  thine 
Will  ease  my  troubled  breast : 

Oh  !  let  me  know  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  I  shall  then  be  blest. 


520  Glorious  liberty. 

1  0  come,  and  dwell  in  me, 

Spirit  of  power  within  ; 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear,  and  sin  I 

2  The  seed  of  sin's  disease, 

Spirit  of  health,  remove,— 
Spirit  of  finished  holiness, 
Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

3  Hasten  the  joyful  day 

Which  shall  my  sins  consume ; 
When  old  things  shall  be  done  away, 
And  all  things  new  become. 

4  I  want  the  witness,  Lord, 

That  all  1  do  is  right, — 
According  to  thy  will  and  word,— 
Well  pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

5  I  ask  no  higher  state  ; 

Indulge  me  but  in  this, 
And  soon  or  later  then  translate 
To  my  eternal  bliss. 


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Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  streams  of  bliss  forever  flow, 

And  every  heart  is  love. 


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1  In  every 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies; 

I  trust  in  his  almighty  power, 

When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  me  up  ; 

I  trust  the  faithful  God, 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  my  Savior's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing, 

To  our  Redeemer's  Name  ; 
In  jov  or  Borrow — life  or  death — 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 


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Success  certain. 


Lord,  if  at  thy  command 

The  word  of  life  we  sow, 
Water 'd  by  thy  almighty  hand, 

The  seed  shall  surely  grow  : 
The  virtue  of  thy  grace 

A  large  increase  shall  give, 
And  multiply  the  faithful  race, 

Who  to  thy  glory  live. 
Now,  then,  the  ceaseless  shower 

Of  gospel  blessings  send, 


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And  let  the  soul-convertin 

Thy  ministers  attend. 
On  multitudes  confer 

The  heart  renewing  love 
And  by  the  joy  of  grace  prepare 

For  fuller  joys  above. 

249  The  eternal  Sabbath. 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath-day  ! 

The  day  divinely  given, 
When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  sacred  hour, 

Within  thy  courts  we  bend, 
And  bless  thy  love  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

3  But  thou  art  not  alone 

In  courts  by  mortals  trod  ; 
Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own 
When  man  draws  near  to  God. 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 

Of  yon  unmeasured  sky  ; 
Thy  Sabbath,  the  stupendous  march 
Of  vast  eternity. 

5  Lord,  may  that  holier  day 

Dawn  on  thy  servants'  sight; 

And  purer  worship  may  we  pay 

In  heaven's  unclouded  light. 


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Dr.  L.  MASOtf . 


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2.     To    thee    I        tell       my   grief,     For       thou    a  -  lone     canst         heal ; 


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But,  0  when  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 

And  all  my  hopes  decline. 
Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 

Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

To  Him  who  children  blest, 

And  suffered  them  to  come, 
To  Him  who  took  them  to  His  breast, 

We  bring  these  children  home. 
To  Thee,  0  God  whose  face 

Their  spirits  still  behold, 
We  bring  them,  praying  that  Thy  grace 

May  keep  thine  arms  enfold. 
And  as  this  water  falls 

On  each  unconscious  brow, 
Thy  holy  spirit  grant,  0  Lord, 

To  keep  them  pure  as  now. 

"  Is  this  a  fast  forme?" 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God 

A  day  for  man  to  vex  his  soul 
And  feel  affliction's  rod? 

"  No  ;  is  not  this  alone 
The  sacred  fast  I  choose— 


Oppression's  yoke  to  burst  in  twain, 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose  ? 

3  "To  nakedness  and  want 

Your  food  and  raiment  deal, 
To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  sufferings  heal  ? 

4  "  Then  like  the  morning  ray, 

Shall  spring  your  health  and  light ; 
Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shinef 
Behind,  my  glory  bright !" 

312  Helpless  mid  guilty. 

1  Ah,  how  shall  fallen  man 

Be  just  before  his  God? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  sink  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark 

With  strict  inquiring  eyes, 
Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults 
A  just  excuse  devise. 

3  The  mountains  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake  ; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place,- 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

4  Ah,  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God? 
None — none  can  meet  him  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Savior's  blood. 


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Waiting  at  the  cross. 


1  Father,  I  dare  believe 

Thee  merciful  and  true  : 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  soul  forgive, — 
My  fallen  soul  renew. 

2  Come,  then,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

And  bid  my  heart  be  elean  ; 
An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make, — 
An  end  of  all  my  sin. 

3  I  cannot  wash  my  heart. 

But  by  believing  thee, 
And  waiting  for  thy  blood  t'  impart 
The  spotless  purity. 

4  While  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 

Jesus,  the  grace  bestow  ; 
N..w  thy  all-cleansing  blood  apply, 
And  I  am  white  as  snow. 


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Meeting,  after  absence. 


1  And  are  we  yet  alive, 

And  see  each  other's  face  ? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give, 

For  his  redeeming  grace. 
Preserved  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 

And  in  his  sight  appear. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen ! 

What  conflicts  have  we  past  ! 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 

Since  we  assembled  last ! 
But  out  of  all,  the  I 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love  ; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 

And  hides  our  life  above. 

3  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 

Of  his  redeeming  power, 
Whi  is  to  the  uttermost, 

Till  we  can  sin  no  more  : 
Let  us  take  up  the  < 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain  ; 
An  1  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 

-     W€  may  JeSUS  gain. 


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The  spirit  of  prayer. 


1  The  praying  spirit  breathe! 
The  war  •  r  impart  ; 

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Call  oil'  my  peaceful  heart ; 


My  feeble  mind  sustain. 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppressed  ; 
Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  rest. 

2  Swift  to  my  rescue  come  ; 

Thine  own  this  moment  seize  ; 
Gather  my  wandering  spirit  home, 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace  : 
Suffered  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arrest  the  pris'ner  of  thy  love, 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 


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J7ie  solemn  midnight  cry. 


1  Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

Before  whose  bar  severe, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 

We  all  shall  soon  appear ; 
Our  caution'd  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care. 

And  stir  us  up  to  pray  : 

2  To  pray,  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When,  robed  in  majesty  and  power, 

Thou  6halt  from  heaven  come  down, 
Th'  immortal  Son  of  man, 

To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 

Writh  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

3  T'  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

T'  increase  our  gracious  fears, 
Forever  let  th'  archangel's  voice 

Be  sounding  in  our  ears 
The  solemn  midnight  cry, — 

Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come, 
Arise,  and  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

And  meet  your  instant  doom. 

4  0  may  we  all  be  found 

Obedient  to  thy  word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 

And  looking  for  our  Lord. 
0  may  we  thus  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest ; 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 

An  everlasting  rest. 


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3  Is  crucified  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God : 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true,— 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  : 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  side  : 

My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

4  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  stream ; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  loss, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him : 
Of  nothing  think  or  speak  beside, — 

My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

93  Goodness. 

1   O  God,  my  hope,  my  heavenly  rest, 
My  all  of  happiness  below, 
Grant  my  importunate  request, 


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To  me,  to  me,  thy  goodness  show ; 
Thy  beatific  face  display, 

The  brightness  of  eternal  day. 
Before  my  faith's  enlighten'd  eyes, 

Make  all  thy  gracious  goo  Iness  pass  : 
Thy  goodness  is  the  sight  I  piize  : 

6  might  I  see  thy  smiling  face  : 
Thy  nature  in  my  soul  proclaim, 

Reveal  thy  love,  thy  glorious  name. 

PUgriir.s  and  strangers :  homeward  bound. 
Leader  of  faithful  souls,  and  guide 

Of  all  that  travel  to  the  sky, 
Come,  and  with  us,  e'en  us,  abide, 

Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely ; 
On  thee  alone  our  spirits  stay, 
While  held  in  liiVs  uneven  way. 


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2  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below, 

This  earth. we  know, is  not  our  place  ; 
But  hasten  through  the  vale  of  woe, 

And,  rattan  to  behold  thy  face, 
Swift  to  our  heavenly  country  move, 
Our  everlasting  home  above. 

3  We've  no  abiding  city  here, 

But  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 
Thither  our  steady  course  we  steer, 

Aspiring  to  the  plains  of  light, — 
Jerusalem,  the  saints1  abode, 
Whose  founder  is  the  living  God. 

4  Patient  the'  appointed  race  to  run, 

This  weary  world  we  cast  behind  ; 
From  strength  to  strength  we  travel  on, 

The  New  Jerusalem  to  find  ; 
Our  labor  this,  our  only  aim, 
To  find  the  new  Jerusalem. 

5  Thro'  thee,  who  all  our  sins  hast  borne, 

Freely  and  graciously  forgiven, 
With  songs  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  heaven  ; 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King, — 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  sing. 

6  Raised  by  the  breath  of  love  divine, 
We  urge  our  way.  with  strength  renew'd  ; 

The  church  of  the  first-born  to  join, 

We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God  : 
With  joy  upon  our  heads  arise, 
And  meet  our  Savior  in  the  skies. 


13  A  lively  sacrifice  to  God. 

1   O  God,  what  ofFring  shall  I  give 

To  thee,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies? 

My  spirit,  soul,  and  flesh  receive, 
A  holy,  living  sacrifice: 

Small  as  it  is,  'tis  all  my  store  ; 

More  should'st  thou  have,  if  I  had  more. 

I  Now,  then,  my  God,  thou  hast  my  soul : 
No  longer  mine,  but  thine  I  am: 

Guard  thou  thine  o wo, possess  it  whole  ; 
Cheer  it  with  hope. with  love  inflame, 

Thou  hast  my  spirit :  there  display 
Thy  glory  to  the  perfect  day. 

3  Thou  hast  my  flesh,  thy  hallow'd  shrine, 

Devoted  solely  to  thy  will : 
Here  let  thy  light  forever  shine — 

This  house  still  let  thy  presence  fill. 
O  Source  of  life  !  live,  dwell,  and  move 
In  me,  till  all  my  life  be  love. 


4  Lord,  arm  me  with  thy  Spirit's  might  : 
Since  I  am  call'd  by  thy  great  name, 
In  thee  let  all  my  thoughts  unite  ; 

Of  all  my  works  be  thou  the  aim  : 
Thy  love  attend  me  all  my  days, 
And  my  sole  business  be  thy  praise. 

650  Continued. —  When  I  am  weak,  then  lam 
strong. 

1  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 

Thy  new,  unutterable  name  ? 
Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell  ; 

To  know  it  now  resolved  I  am  : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

2  What  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain, 

And  murmur  to  contend  so  long  ? 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain. 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong  ! 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-man  prevail. 

652         Concluded. —  Thy  name  is  Love. 

1  The  Sun  of  Righteousness  on  me 

Has  risen  with  healing  in  his  wings : 
Wither'd  my  nature's  strength,  from  thee 

My  soul  its  life  and  succor  brings  : 
My  help  is  all  laid  up  above  ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

2  Contented  now.  upon  my  thigh 

I  halt,  till  life's  short  journey  end  ; 
All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  thee  alone  for  strength  depend  : 
Nor  have  I  power  from  thee  to  move  ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

3  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey  : 

Hell. earth,  and  sin.  with  ease  o'ercome  ; 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way. 

And.  as  a  bounding  hart,  fly  home, 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

450         The  covenant  siyned  and  sealed. 

1  This  day  the  covenant  I  sign, — 

The  bond  of  sure  and  promised  peace  ; 
Nor  can  I  doubt  its  power  divine, 

Since  sealM  with  .Jesus'  blood  it  is; 
That  blood  I  take,  that  blood  alone, 
And  make  the  cov'nant  peace  mine  own. 

2  But,  that  my  faith  no  more  may  know 

Or  change,  or  interval,  or  end, — 
Help  me  in  all  thv  paths  to  go, 

And  now,  as  e'er,  thy  voice  attend  ; 
And  deign,  O  Lord,  to  call  me  thine, 
And  I  will  dare  to  call  thee  mine. 


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2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is, 

And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above  : 
Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace, 

And  joy,  and  everlasting  love  : 
To  me,  with  thy  great  name,  are  given 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art ; 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain  ; 
The  med'cine  of  my  broken  heart  ; 

In  war,  my  peace  ;  in  loss,  my  gain  ; 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown ; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown  : 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply  ; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power ; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty ; 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour ; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable  ; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 

649  I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

1    Come,  O  thou  Traveler  unknown, 
Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see  ; 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee : 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 


2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am ; 

My  sin  and  misery  declare ; 
Thyself  hast  call'd  me  by  my  name  ; 

Look  on  thy  hands,  and  read  it  there : 
But  who,  1  ask  thee,  who  art  thou  ? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free ; 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold : 
Art  thou  the  Man  that  died  for  me  ? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

651  Victorious  prayer. 

1  Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak,       t 

But  confident  in  self-despair  ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak ; 

Be  conquer'd  by  my  instant  prayer ; 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

2  'Tis  Love  !  'tis  Love  !  thou  diedst  for  me ; 

I  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart; 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee; 

Pure,  universal  Love  thou  art: 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move, — 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 


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3  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God  ;  the  grace 

Unspeakable  I  now  receive  ; 
Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face  ; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face,  and  live  ! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove  ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

4  I  know  thee,  Savior,  who  thou  art, — 

Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  Friend ; 
Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 

But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end : 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove  ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 


833 


The  prize  of  our  high  calling. 


1  Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

No  thought  can  reach, no  tongue  declare: 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there  : 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  I  am ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame. 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 

May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone  : 
O  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole, — 

My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown  ; 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove  ; 
My  every  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  Unwearied  may  I  this  pursue  ; 

Dauntle>s  to  the  high  prize  aspire ; 
Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heavenly  fire ; 
And  day  and  night,  be  all  my  care 
To  guard  the  sacred  treasure  there. 

4  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace  ; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power  ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 


445    No  condemnation  to  them  that  are  in  Christ. 

1  And  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 

An  int'rest  in  the  Savior's  blood  ? 
Died  he  for  me,  who  caused  his  pain  ? 

For  me,  who  him  to  death  pursued  ? 
Amazing  love  !  how  can  it  be, 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  shouldst  die  for  me  ? 

2  'Tis  myst'ry  all, — th'  Immortal  dies ! 

Who  can  explore  his  strange  design  ? 
In  vain  the  first-born  seraph  tries 
To  sound  the  depths  of  love  divine ; 


'Tis  mercy  all  !  let  earth  adore  : 
Let  angel  minds  inquire  no  more. 

3  He  left  his  Fathers  throne  above  ; 

(So  free,  so  infinite  his  grace  !) 
Emptied  himself  of  all  but  love, 

And  bled  for  Adam's  helpless  race  ; 
'Tis  mercy  all,  immense  and  free, 
For,  O  my  God,  it  found  out  me  ! 

4  Long  my  imprison'd  spirit  lay, 

Fast  bound  in  sin  and  nature's  night ; 
Thine  eye  diffused  a  quick'ning  ray ; 

I  woke;  the  dungeon  flamed  with  light; 
My  chains  fell  off,  my  heart  was  free, — 
I  rose,  went  forth,  and  follow'd  thee. 

5  No  condemnation  now  I  dread, — 

Jesus,  with  all  in  him,  is  mine  ; 
Alive  in  him.  my  living  Head, 

And  clothed  in  righteousness  divine, 
Bold  I  approach  th'  eternal  throne, 
And  claim  the  crown,  thro'  Christ  my  own. 


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The  vail  of  unbelief. 


1  O  thou,  whom  fain  my  soul  would  love, 

Whom  only  I  desire  to  know  : 
This  vail  of  unbelief  remove, 

And  show  me  all  thy  goodness,  show  ; 
Jesus,  thyself  in  me  reveal ; 
Tell  me  thy  name,  thy  nature  tell. 

2  Hast  thou  been  with  me,  Lord,  so  long, 

Yet  thee,  my  Lord,  have  I  not  known  ? 
I  claim  thee  with  a  falt'ring  tongue  , 

I  pray  thee,  in  a  feeble  groan, 
Tell  me,  O  tell  me,  who  thou  art, 
And  speak  thy  name  into  my  heart. 

3  If  now  thou  talkest  by  the  way 

With  me,  the  abject  sinner,  me, 
The  mystery  of  grace  display ; 

Open  mine  eyes  that  I  may  see  : 
That  I  may  understand  thy  word, 
And  now  cry  out, — It  is  the  Lord  ! 


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Attend  th'  almighty  Father's  Name  : 
The  Savior  Son  be  glorified, 
W7ho  for  lost  man's  redemption  died 
And  equal  adoration  be, 
Eternal  Comforter,  to  thee ! 


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2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train, 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure: 
He  saves  th'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 


3  The  Lord  pours  eyesight  on  the  blind; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
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Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wand'ring  steps  he  lead, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thv  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens,  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 

Mv  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou.  ()  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  jiuide  me  thro'  the  dreadful  shade. 


437  The  soul's  anchor. 

1   Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain; 
The  wounds  of  Jesus  for  my  sin, 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain; 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay, 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  tied  away, 


2  Father,  thine  everlasting  grace 

Our  scanty  thought  surpasses  far: 
Thy  heart  still  melts  with  tenderness ; 

Thine  arms  of  love  still  open  are, 
Returning  sinners  to  receive, 
That  mercy  they  may  taste,  and  live. 

3  O  love,  thou  bottomless  abyss  ! 

My  sins  are  swallow'd  up  in  thee  ; 
Cover'd  is  my  unrighteousness, 

Nor  spot  of  guilt  remains  on  me : 
While  Jesus'  blood,  thro'  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  free,  boundless  mercy,  cries. 

4  By  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea ; 

Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  llee  ; 

I  look  into  my  Savior's  breast  : 
Away,  sad  doubt  and  anxious  fear! 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

1134  Doxoloyy. 

Immortal  honor,  endless  fame, 
Attend  th'  almighty  Father's  Name: 
The  Savior  Son  be  glorified, 
Who  for  lost  man's  redemption  died; 
And  equal  adoration  be, 
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2  Let  there  be  light,  again  command. 
And  light  there  in  our  hearts  shall  be ; 

We  then,  through  faith,  shall  understand 
Thy  great  mysterious  majesty; 

And,  by  tlu>  Bbiniug  of  thy  grace, 

Behold  in  Christ  thy  glorious  lace. 

489  Hit  blood  cleanseth  from  all  sin. 

1  Pris'ners  of  hope,  lift  up  your  heads  ; 
The  day  of  liberty  drawl  near  ; 

Jeeus,  who  on  the  serpent  treads, 

Shall  b  i  >n  in  your  behalf  appear. 
The  Lord  will  to  his  temple  come  ; 
Prepare  your  hearts  to  make  him  room. 

2  Ye  all  shall  find,  whom  in  his  word 
Himself  hath  caused  to  put  your  trust, 

The  Father  of  our  dying  Lord 

Is  ever  to  his  promise  just ; 
Faithful,  if  we  our  sins  confess, 
To  cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness. 

3  0  ye  of  fearful  hearts,  be  strong  ! 
Your  downcast  eyes  and  hands  lift  up  ! 

Ye  shall  aot  be  forg  »tten  long  ; 

Hope  to  the  end,  in  Jesus  hope ! 
Tell  him  ye  wait  bis  grace  to  prove  ; 
And  cannot  fail,  if  God  is  love. 

490  The  promises  are  sure.  • 
Pris'ners  of  hope,  be  strong,  be  bold  ; 

Cast  off  your  doubts,  disdain  to  fear ; 
Dare  t  >  b  lieve  ;  on  Christ  lay  hold  ; 

Wrestle  with  Christ  in  mighty  prayer; 
Tell  him. — We  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  we  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

2  Hast  thou  not  died  to  purge  our  sin, 
And  risen,  thy  death  for  us  to  plead? 

To  write  thy  law  of  love  within 

Our  hearts,  and  make  us  free  indeed? 
That  we  our  Eden  might  regain, 
Thou  diedst,  and  couldst  not  die  in  rain. 

3  The  promise  stands,  forever  sure, 
And  we  shall  in  thine  image  shine, 

Partakers  of  a  nature  pure, 

Holy,  ang  Hical,  divine  ; 
In  spirit  joined  to  thee,  the  Son, 
As  thou  art  with  the  Father  one. 

548       The  wUneu  of  entire  consecration. 

1  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning  fire, 

Come,  ami  in  me  delight  to  r 
Drawn  by  the  lure  of  strong  desire, 

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The  tempi  il  prepare, 

And  fix  thy  sacred  presence  there. 
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2  If  now  thine  influence  I  feel, 
If  now  in  thee  begin  to  live, 

Still  t  -  my  heart  thyself  reveal ; 
<  live  me  thyself,  forever  give  : 
A  y  tint  my  g  » id,  a  drop  my  store, 
Eager  I  ask,  1  pant  for  more. 

3  Eager  for  thee  I  ask  and  pant, 
So  strong  the  principle  divine 

Carries  me  out  with  sweet  constraint} 

Till  all  my  hallowed  soul  is  thine; 
Plunged  in  the  Godhead's  deepest  sea, 
And  lost  in  thy  immensity. 

4  My  peace,  my  life,  my  comfort  thouf 
My  treasure  and  my  all  thou  art ; 

True  witness  of  my  sonship,  now 

Engraving  pardon  on  my  heart  : 
Seal  of  my  sins  in  Christ  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  love,  and  pledge  of  heaven, 

733     The  victory  that  overcumeth  Oie  world. 

1  Surrounded  by  a  host  of  foes, 
Stormed  by  a  host  of  foes  within, 

Xor  swift  to  tiee,  nor  strong  t'  oppose, 
Single  against  hell,  earth,  and  sin  : 

Single,  yet  undismaye  1,  I  am  ; 

1  dare  believe  in  Jesus5  name. 

2  What  though  a  thousand  hosts  engage, 
A  thousand  worlds,  my  soul  to  shake ; 

I  have  a  shield  shall  quell  their  rage, 

And  drive  the  alien  armies  back  : 
Portrayed,  it  bears  a  bleeding  Lamb; 
I  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

487        All  things  possible  to  the  believer. 

1  All  things  are  possible  to  him 
That  can  in  Jesus'  name  believe  : 

Lord,  I  no  more  thy  truth  blaspheme  ; 
Thy  truth  I  lovingly  receive  ; 

1  can,  I  do  believe  in  thee, 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

2  When  thou  the  work  of  faith  hast  wrought, 

I  here  snail  in  thine  image  shine, 
Nor  sin  in  deed,  or  word,  or  thought. 

Let  men  exclaim,  and  fiends  repine, 
They  cannot  break  the  firm  decree, — 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

3  All  things  are  possible  1 1  God, — 

To  Christ,  the  power  of  God  in  man,— 
To  me,  when  I  am  all  renewed, — 

When  I  in  Christ  am  formed  again, 
And  witness,  from  all  hiin  set  free, — ■ 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 


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Great  God,  this  hallow'd  day  of  thine   Demands  our  souls'  col-lect  -ed    powers, 
Mav  we  em  -  ploy     in  works  di-vine  These  solemn  and      de-vot-ed   hours: 

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O  may  our  souls     a-dor-ing,     own  The  grace  which  calls  us  to       thy  throne. 


Hence,  ye  vain  cares  and  trifles,  fly ! 

Where  God  resides  appear  no  more  ! 
Omniscent  Lord,  thy  piercing  eye 

Doth  every  secret  thought  explore : 
O  may  thy  grace  our  thoughts  refine, 
And  fix  our  hearts  on  things  divine  ! 


36  God  is  in  this  place. 

1  Lo  !  God  is  here !  let  us  adore, 

And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 

And  silent  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Who  know  his  power,bis  grace  who  prove, 
Serve  him  with  awe,  with  rev'rence  love. 

2  Lo  !  God  is  here  !  him  day  and  night 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  hight, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring: 
Disdain  not,  Lord,  our  meaner  song, 
Who  praise  thee  with  a stamm' ring  tongue 

3  Beim;  of  beings  !  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 

Still  hear  and  do  thy  sov'reign  will ; 
To  thee  may  all  our  thoughts  arise, 
Ceaseless,  accepted  sacrifice. 

1085  Whose  faith  follow. 

1  He's  gone  !  the  spotless  soul  is  gone, 
Triumphant,  to  his  place  above ; 
The  prison  walls  are  broken  down  ; 


The  angels  speed  his  swift  remove, 
And,  shouting,  on  their  wings  he  flies, 
And  gains  his  rest  in  paradise. 

2  Saved  by  the  merit  of  his  Lord, 

Glory  and  praise  to  Christ  he  gives  ; 
Yet  still  his  merciful  reward 

According  to  his  works  receives  ; 
And  with  the  seed  he^ow'd  below, 
His  bliss  eternally  shall  grow. 

3  Father,  to  us  vouchsafe  the  grace 

Which   brought    our   friend  victorious 
through ; 
Let  us  his  shining  footsteps  trace  ; 

Let  us  his  steadfast  faith  pursue  ; 
Follow  this  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb, 
And  conquer  all  through  Jesus'  name. 

4  O  may  we  all,  like  him,  believe, 

And  keep  the  faith,  and  win  the  prize  ! 
Father,  prepare,  and  then  receive 

Our  hallow'd  spirits  to  the  skies, 
To  chant,  with  all  our  friends  above, 
Thy  glorious,  everlasting  love. 

1135  Doxology. 

Now  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Fa'her,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 


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Obit,  1473. 


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2  Didst  thou  not  in  the  flesh  appear, 
Sin  to  condemn,  and  man  to  save  ? 
That  perfect  love  might  cast  out  fear  ? 
That  I  thy  mind  in  me  might  have  ? 
In  holiness  show  forth  thy  praise, 
And  serve  thee  all  my  happy  days  ? 
8  Didst  thou  not  die  that  I  might  live 
No  longer  to  myself,  but  thee  ? 
Might  body,  soul,  and  spirit  give 

To  Him  who  gave  himself  for  me  ? 
Come  then,  my  Master  and  my  God, 
Now  take  the  purehase  of  thy  blood. 

835  Crucified  with  Christ. 

1  Humble,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 
O  may  I,  a>  a  little  child, 

My  lowly  Master's  steps  pursue! 
Be  anger  to  my  soul  unknown  ; 
Hate.  envy,  jealousy,  be  gone; 

In  love  create  thou  all  things  new. 

2  Let  earth  no  more  my  heart  divide  ; 
With  Christ  may  I  be  crucified; 

To  thee  with  my  whole  heart  aspire  : 
Dead  to  the  world  and  all  its  toys, 
Its  idle  pomp,  and  fading  joys, 

Be  thou  alone  my  one  desire. 
6   Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quiek'ning  fire, 
My  consecrated  heart  inspire, 

Sprinkled  with  the  atoning  blood : 


Still  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal ; 
Thy  mighty  working  may  I  feel, 
And  know  that  I  am  one  with  God. 


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The  power  of  prayer. 


O  wondrous  power  of  faithful  prayer! 

What  tongue  can  tell  th'  almighty  grace  V 
God's  hands  or  bound  or  open  are, 

As  Moses  or  Elijah  prays  : 
Let  Moses  in  the  Spirit  groan, 
And  God  cries  out, — Let  me  alone  ! — 
Let  me  alone,  that  all  my  wrath 

May  rise,  the  wicked  to  consume  ; 
While  justice  hears  thy  praying  faith, 

It  cannot  seal  the  sinner's  doom: 
My  Son  is  in  my  servant's  prayer, 
And  Jesus  forces  me  to  spare. 
Father,  we  ask  in  Jesus'  name; 

In  Jesus'  power  and  spirit  pray  ; 
Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim  ; 

O  turn  thy  threat'ning  wrath  away! 
Our  guilt  and  punishment  remove, 
And  magnify  thy  pard'ning  love. 
Father,  regard  thy  pleading  Son; 

Accept  his  all-availing  prayer; 
And  send  a  peaceful  answer  down, 

In  honor  of  our  Spokesman  there; 
Whose  blood  proclaims  our  sins  forgiven, 
And  speaki  thy  rebels  up  to  heaven. 


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Come  on,my  part-ners      in  dis-tress,   My  comrades  thro'  this  wilderness,  Who  still  your  bodies   feel ; 


2.  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space  Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place,The  saints'  secure  a-bode 


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On  faith's  strong  eagle-pinions    rise,    And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies,  And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 


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3  "Who  suffer  with  our  master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down  ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure  ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed,  bliss-inspiring  hope  ! 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up  ; 

Ir  brings  to  life  the  dead  : 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 

5  That  great  mysterious  Deity, 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see  ; 

The  beatific  sight 
Shall  fill  the  heavenly  courts  with  praise, 
And  -wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light. 

372  The  gift  of  faith. 

1  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry. 

To  thee,  who  wouldst  not  have  me  die, 

But  know  the  truth  and  live  : 
Open  mine  eyes  to  see  thy  face  ; 
Work  in  my  heart  the  saving  grace  ; 
The  life  eternal  give. 


2  Shut  up  in  unbelief,  I  groan, 
And  blindly  serve  a  God  unknown, 

Till  thou  the  vail  remove  ; 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 
And  write  thy  Xame  upon  my  heart, 

And  manifest  thy  love. 

3  I  know  the  work  is  only  thine  ; 
The  gift  of  faith  is  all  divine  ; 

But,  if  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  wilt  that  gracious  gift  bestow, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  feel  and  know 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

4  Thou  bidd'st  us  knock  and  enter  in, — 
Come  unto  thee,  and  rest  from  sin, — 

The  blessing  seek  and  find  : 
Thou  bidd'st  us  ask  thy  grace,  and  have; 
Thou  canst,  thou  wouldst,  this  moment 
save 

Both  me  and  all  mankind. 

5  Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ; 

Now  let  me  find  my  pard'ning  Lord ; 

Let  what  I  ask  be  given  : 
The  bar  of  unbelief  remove  : 
Open  the  door  of  faith  and  love, 

And  let  me  into  heaven. 


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IIEDDING.     C.  P.  M. 
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1.    And     am  I    on    -   Iy     born  to    die?  And  matt      I     sud-den    -     ly  corn-ply 

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With      na  -  ture's  stern  de  -  cree?  What  af  -  fcer     death    for     me     remains? 
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2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  house  of  clay  ? 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day. 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone  ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

The'  inexorable  throne  ! 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ, 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy  ; 

But,  ()  !  when  both  shall  end, 
Where  shall  I  find  my  destined  place  ? 
Shall  I  my  everlasting  days 

With  fiends  or  angels  spend  ? 

5  Nothing  U  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  <lic> ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure  ; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 


6  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray  ; 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  be  thou  my  Way 

To  glorious  happiness. 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart ; 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 
Let  me  depart  in  peace. 

640  Death  of  a  relative  or  friend. 

1  If  death  our  friends  and  us  divide, 
Thou  dost  not,  Lord. our  sorrows  chide, 

Or  frown,  our  tears  to  see  ; 
Restrain'd  from  passionate  excess, 
Thou  bidd'st  us  mourn  in  calm  distress 

For  them  that  rest  in  thee. 

2  We  feel  a  strong  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  our  mournful  spirits  up, 

Beneath  their  mountain  load  ; 
Redeemed  from  death, and  grief,and  pain 
We  soon  shall  find  our  friend  again 

Within  the  arms  of  God. 

3  Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more, 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore 

Which  death  has  snatch'd  away ; 
For  us  thou  wilt  the  summons  send, 
And  give  us  back  our  parted  friend, 

In  that  eternal  day. 


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941  The  pilgrim's  happy  lot. 

1  How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot; 

How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature  love  ; 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lighten'd  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 


3  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies ; 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Soon  will  the  pilgrim's  journey  end; 
Then,  O  my  Savior,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 


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1  O  Lord !  how  happy  should  we  be 

If  we  could  cast  our  care  on  Thee — 

If  we  from  self  could  rest  ; 
And  feel  at  heart,  that  One  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 

Is  working  for  the  best. 

2  How  far  from  this  our  daily  life  ! 
Ever  disturbed  by  anxious  strife, 

By  sudden,  wild  alarms ; 
Oh,  could  we  but  relinquish  all 
Our  earthly  props,  and  simply  fall 

On  Thy  almighty  arms  I 

3  Could  we  but  kneel,  and  cast  our  load, 
E'en  while  we  pray,  upon  our  God, 

Then  rise  with  lightened  cheer — 
Sure  that  the  Father,  who  is  nigh 
To  still  the  famished  raven's  cry, 

"NY ill  hear,  in  that  we  fear  ! 

4  We  can  not  trust  Him  as  we  should, 
So  chafe6  fallen  nature's  restless  mood 

To  cast  its  peace  away  ; 
Yet  birds  and  fiow'rets  round  us  preach, 
All,  all  the  present  evil  teach, 

Sufficient  for  the  day. 

5  Lord,  make  these  faithless  hearts  of  ours 
Such  lesson  learn  from  birds  and  flowers  ; 

Make  them  from  self  to  cease  ; 
Leave  all  things  to  a  Father's  will, 
And  taste,  before  Him,  lying  still, 

E'en  in  affliction,  peace. 


And  raise  in  death  our  triumph  higher, 
And  sing,  with  all  the  heavenly  choir, 
That  endless  song  above. 


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The  love  of  Jesus. 


1  Jesus,  thou  soul  of  all  our  joys, 

For  whom  we  now  lift  up  our  voice, 
And  all  our  strength  exert, — 

Vouchsafe  the  grace  we  humbly  claim ; 

Compose  unto  a  thankful  frame, 
And  tune  thy  people's  heart 

2  While  in  the  heavenly  work  we  join, 
Thy  glory  be  our  whole  design, 

Thy  glory,  not  our  own  : — 
Still  let  us  keep  this  end  in  view, 
And  still  the  pleasing  task  pursue, 

To  please  our  God  alone. 

3  Thee  let  us  praise  our  common  Lord, 
And  sweetly  join,  with  one  accord, 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim  : 
Jesu>.  thyself  in  us  reveal, 
And  all  our  faculties  shall  feel 

Thy  harmonizing  Name. 

4  With  calmly  reverential  joy, 
O  let  us  all  our  lives  employ 

In  setting  forth  thy  love ; 

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911  Aluxiys  rejoicing. 

1  How  happy,  gracious  Lord  !  are  we, 
Divinely  drawn  to  follow  thee, 

Whose  hours  divided  are 
Betwixt  the  mount  and  multitude  : 
Our  day  is  spent  in  doing  good, 

Our  night  in  praise  and  prayer. 

2  With  us  no  melancholy  void, 
No  moment  lingers  unemploy'd, 

Or  unimproved  below : 
Our  weariness  of  life  is  gone, 
Who  live  to  serve  our  God  alone, 

And  only  thee  to  know. 

3  The  winter's  night,  and  summer's  day, 
Glide  imperceptibly  away. — 

Too  short  to  sing  thy  praise  ; 
Too  few  we  find  the  happy  hours, 
And  haste  to  join  those  heavenly  powers 

In  everlasting  lays. 

4  With  all  who  chant  thy  name  on  high, 
And,  Holy,  holy,  holy,  cry. 

(A  bright,  harmonious  throng!) 
We  long  thy  praises  to  repeat, 
And  ceaseless  sing  around  thy  seat 

The  new  eternal  song. 

818  Looking  unto  Jesus. 

1  Are  there  not  in  the  lab'rer's  day 
Twelve  hours,  in  which  he  safely  may 

His  calling's  work  pursue  ? 
Though  sin  and  Satan  still  are  near, 
Nor  sin  nor  Satan  can  I  fear, 

With  Jesus  in  my  view. 

2  Light  of  the  world  !  thy  beams  I  bless ; 
On  thee,  bright  Sun  of  righteousness, 

My  faith  hath  fix'd  its  eye  : 
Guided  by  thee,  through  all  I  go, 
Nor  fear  the  ruin  spread  below,  . 

For  thou  art  always  nigh. 

3  Ten  thousand  snares  my  paths  beset, 
Yet  will  I,  Lord,  the  work  complete, 

Which  thou  to  me  hast  given  ; 
Regardless  of  the  pains  I  feel, 
Close  by  the  gates  of  death  and  hell, 

I  urge  mv  wav  to  heaven. 

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The  God  whom  heaven's  triumphant  host, 

And  saints  on  earth  adore  ; 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  | 
And  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


L.  MASOX. 


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Who  sometimes  am    a  -  fraid    to    die,      Be     found  at      thy  right  hand. 


What      if     my  name  should  be  left  out,  When  thou  for   them  shalt    call? 


O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace, 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding  place, 

In  this  t'h'  accepted  day  ;  » 

Thy  pardoning  voice  O  let  me  hear, 
Tostill  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 
Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 
Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound 

To  see.  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring, 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 


18  Entire  dependence  o)i  Christ. 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan, 
The  best  concerted  schemes  are  vain, 

And  never  can  succeed  ;  [naught : 

We    spend    our   wretched    strength   for 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 

They  shall  be  blest  indeed. 


2  In  Jesus'  name  behold  we  meet, 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways ; 
One  only  thing  resolved  to  know, 
And  square  our  useful  lives  below, 

By  reason  and  by  grace. 

3  Now,  Jesus,  now  thy  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will ; 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rising  Church,  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

4  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound  s 
O  let  our  lives,  to  all  around, 

With  purest  lustre  shine  ; 
That  all  around  our  works  may  see, 
And  give  the  glory.  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  heavenly  light  divine. 


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And  bless  the  Savior's  precious  name, 

Through  whom  this  grace  is  given  ; 
He  bore  the  curse  to  sinners  due, 
He  forms  their  ruin'd  souls  anew, 

And  makes  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

0  The  veil  that  hides  thy  glory  rend, 
And  here  in  saving  power  descend, 

And  fix  thy  blest  abode  ; 
Here  to  our  hearts  thyself  reveal, 
And  let  each  waiting  spirit  feel 

The  presence  of  our  God. 

511  The  blessed  hope. 

1  But  can  it  be  that  I  should  prove 
Forever  faithful  to  thy  love, — 

From  sin  forever  cease  ? 
I  thank  thee  for  the  blessed  hope ; 
It  lifts  my  drooping  spirits  up  ; 

It  gives  me  back  my  peace. 


2  In  thee,  O  Lord,  I  put  my  trust ; 
Mighty,  and  merciful,  and  just, 

Thy  sacred  word  is  past ; 
And  I,  -who  dare  thy  word  believe, 
Without  committing  sin  shall  live, — 

Shall  live  to  God  at  last. 

3  I  rest  in  thine  almighty  power  ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  is  my  tower 

That  hides  my  life  above : 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  my  helper  be  ; 
My  confidence  is  all  in  thee, 

My  faithful  God  of  love. 

4  Wherefore,  in  never-ceasing  prayer, 
My  soul  to  thy  continual  care 

I  faithfully  commend  ; 
Assured  that  thou  through  life  wilt  save, 
And  show  thyself  beyond  the  grave 

Mv  everlasting  Friend. 


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Dr.  L.  MASON. 


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

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 
Then  Savior,  then,  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above, 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


1 1 02      Tokens  of  the  judgment  a  source  of  joy. 
1   How  happy  are  the  little  flock, 

Who,  safe  beneath  their  guardian -rock, 

In  all  commotions  rest ! 
When  war's  and  tumult's  waves  run  high, 
Unmoved,  above  the  storm  they  lie, 
They  lodge  in  Jesus'  breast. 


2  The   plague,   and   dearth,  and  din  of 


Our  Savior's  swift  approach  declare, 

And  bid  our  hearts  arise  : 
Earth's  basis  shook,  confirms  our  hope  ; 
Its  cities'  fall,  but  lifts  us  up, 

To  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

3  Thy  tokens  we  with  joy  confess, 

The  war  proclaims  the  Prince  of  peace, 

The  earthquake  speaks  thy  power  : 
The  famine  all  thy  fulness  brings, 
The  plague  presents  thy  healing  wings, 
And  nature's  final  hour. 

4  Whatever  ills  the  world  befall 

A  pledge  of  endless  good  we  call, 

A  sign  of  Jesus  near : 
His  chariot  will  not  long  delay ; 
We  hear  the  rumbling  wheels,  and  pray,- 

Triumphant  Lord,  appear. 


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Ed  this  poor  stony  heart: 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine ; 

Be  mine  this  bettor  part. 
O  that  T  could  forever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

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My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 
O  that  I  could,  with  favor'd  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

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Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
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818  Looking  unto  Jesus. 

1  Are  there  not  in  the  laborer's  day 
Twelve  hours,  in  which  he  safely  may 

His  calling's  work  pursue  ? 
Though  sin  and  Satan  still  are  near, 
Nor  sin  nor  Satan  can  I  fear, 

With  Jesus  in  my  view. 

2  Light  of  the  world  !    thy  beams  I  bless; 
On  thee,  bright  Sun  of  righteousness, 

My  faith  hath  fix'd  its  eye  : 
Guided  by  thee,  through  all  I  go, 
Nor  fear  the  ruin  spread  below, 

For  thou  art  always  nigh. 


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The  love  of  my  redeeming  God, 

In  this  cold  heart  of  mine  : 
0  might  he  now  descend,  and  rest 
Forever  in  this  troubled  breast, 

And  keep  me  ever  thine. 


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The  inward  Witness. 


1  Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown, 
Whose  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 

E'en  from  my  infant  days  ; 
Mine  inmost  soul  expose  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  ever  knew 

Thy  justifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  followed  with  a  heart  sincere, 

Thy  drawings  from  above  ; 
Now,  now  the  further  grace  bestow, 
And  let  my  sprinkled  conscience  know 

Thy  sweet  forgiving  love. 


3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  stop, 
A  stranger  to  the  Gospel  hope, 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiven  ; 
I  would  not,  Lord,  my  soul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witness  live, 
That  ante-past  of  heaven. 


If  now  the  witness  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  testify  of  thee, 

In  Jesus  reconciled  ? 
And  should  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh, 
And  boldly,  Abba,  Father,  cry, 

And  know  myself  thy  child  ? 


5  Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son, 

And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 

How  merciful  thou  art ; 
The  secret  of  thy  love  reveal, 
And  by  thy  hall' wing  Spirit  dwell 
Forever  in  my  heart. 


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370  The  man  on  Calvary. 

1  0  thou  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne, 
Help  us  to  lo>>k  on  thee,  end  mourn, 

On  thee,  whom  we  have  slain  ; — 
Have  pierced  ■  thousand,  thousand  times, 
And  by  reiterated  Crimea 

Renewed  thy  sacred  pain. 

2  0  give  ai  eyes  of  faith  to  see 
The  Man  transfixed  on  Calvary, — 

To  know  thee  who  thou  art ; 
The  One  Eternal  Cod  and  True  ; 
And  let  the  sight  affect,  subdue, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

3  Lover  of  souls, — to  rescue  mine, 
Reveal  the  charity  divine, 

That  Buffered  in  my  stead  : — 
That  made  thy  soul  a  sacrifice, 
And  quenched  in  death  those  flaming  eyes, 

And  bowed  that  sacred  head. 


The  vail  of  unbelief  remove  ; 
And  by  thy  manifested  love, 

And  by  "thy  sprinkled  blood, 
Destroy  the  love  of  sin  in  me, 
And  get  thyself  the  victory, 

And  bring  me  back  to  God. 


768        God  a  very  present  help  in  trouble, 

1  0  God,  thy  faithfulness  I  plead  ; 
My  present  help  in  time  of  need, 

My  great  deliv'rer  thou  ! 
Haste  to  mine  aid,  thine  ear  incline, 
And  rescue  this  poor  soul  of  mine  ; 

I  claim  the  promise  now. 

2  Where  is  the  way?  ah,  show  me  where, 
That  I  thy  mercy  may  declare, — 

The  power  that  sets  me  free  : 
How  can  I  my  destruction  shun? 
How  can  I  from  my  nature  run? 

Answer,  0  Lord,  for  me. 

3  One  only  way  the  erring  mind 

Of  man,  short-sighted  man,  can  find, 

From  inbred  sin  to  fly  ; 
Stronger  than  love,  I  fondly  thought 
Death,  only  death,  can  cut  the  knot, 

"Which  love  cannot  untie. 


4  But  thou,  0  Lord  art  full  of  grace; 
Thy  love  can  find  a  thousand  ways  ' 

To  foolish  man  unknown  : 
My  soul  upon  thy  love  I  cast ; 
I  rest  me,  till  the  storm  be  past, 

Upon  thy  love  alone. 

5  Thy  faithful,  wise,  almighty  love, 
Shall  every  stumbling-block  remove 

And  make  an  open  way  : 
Thy  love  shall  burst  the  shades  of  death, 
And  bear  me  from  tbe  gulf  beneath, 

To  everlasting  day. 


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For  power  over  temptation. 


Help,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly, 
And  still  my  tempted  soul  stand  by 

Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
The  sacred  watchfulness  impart, 
And  keep  the  issues  of  my  heart, 

And  stir  me  up  to  pray. 

2  My  soul  with  thy  whole  armor  arm  ; 
In  each  approach  of  6in,  alarm, 

And  show  the  danger  near  : 
Surround,  sustain,  and  strengthen  me, 
And  fill  with  godly  jealousy 

And  sanctifying  fear. 

3  Whene'er  my  careless  hands  hang  down; 
0  let  me  see'thy  gath'ring  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye  ; 
And  starting,  cry,  from  ruin's  brink, — 
Save,  Jesus,  or  I  yield,  I  sink  ; 

0  save  me,  or  I  die. 

4  If  near,  the  pit  I  rashly  stray, 
Before  I  wholly  foil  away, 

The  keen  conviction  dart ; 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying  look, — 
That  kind,  upbraiding  dance,  which  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

5  In  me  thine  utmost  mercy  show, 
And  make  me,  like  thyself  below, 

Unblamable  in  grace  ; 
Ready  prepared  and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holiness,  t'  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  face. 


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1  Let  all  on  earth,  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  the  great  Jehovah's  praise, 

And  bless  his  holy  Name  : 
Hi>  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

His  saving  grace  proclaim. 

2  He  framed  the  globe  ;  he  built  the  sky ; 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  hi^h, 

And  reigns  in  glorv  there  : 


His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 

His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  Dwelling-place  how  fair! 

Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour 
"When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 

All  nations  fear  his  Name  : 
Then  shall  the  race  of  men  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

His  saving  grace  proclaim. 


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I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below : 
Riven  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

3  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up ; 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess  ; 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years  ; 
Sorrows  and  sins,  and  doubts  and  fears, 

A  howling  wilderness. 


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A  nation  God  delights  to  bless, 
Can  all  our  raging  foes  distress, 

Or  hurt  whom  they  surround  ? 
Hid  from  the  general  scourge  we  are, 
Nor  sec  the  bloody  waste  of  war, 

Nor  hear  the  trumpet's  sound. 


O  may  we,  Lord,  the  grace  improve, 
By  lab'ring  for  the  rest  of  love — 

The  soul-composing  power; 
Bless  us  with  that  internal  peace, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  righteousness, 

Till  time  shall  be  no  more. 


490         The  pure  in  heart  shall  see  God. 

1  Safvior,  on  me  the  grace  bestow, 
That,  with  thy  children,  I  may  know 

My  sins  on  earth  forgiven  ; 
Give  me  to  prove  the  kingdom  mine, 
And  taste,  in  holiness  divine, 

The  happiness  of  heaven* 

2  Jesus,  the  crowning  grace  impart ; 
Bless  me  with  purity  of  heart, 

That  now  beholding  thee, 
I  soon  may  view  thy  open  face, 
On  all  thy  glorious  beauties  gaze, 

And  God  forever  see. 


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For  me  to  intercede  ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood,  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary ; 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  plead  for  me  : — 
Forgive  him,  0  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die. 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  One  : 
He  cannot  turn  away 
The  presence  of  his  Son  : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconciled ; 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear  : 
He  owns  me  for  his  child  ; 

I  can  no  longer  fear  : 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 


My  name         is   writ    -    ten    on  his  hands. 

699         Bear  ye  one  another's  burden. 

1  Thou  God  of  truth  and  love, 

We  seek  thy  perfect  way, 
Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve, 

Thy  providence  t'  obey ; 
Enter  into  thy  wise  design, 
And  sweetly  lose  our  will  in  thine. 

2  Why  hast  thou  cast  our  lot 

In  the  same  age  and  place  ? 
And  why  together  brought 
To  see  each  other'6  face  ; — 
To  join  with  softest  sympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  souls  in  thee  ? 

3  Didst  thou  not  make  us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain  ; — 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain ; — 
Till  all  thy  utmost  goodness  prove, 
And  rise,  renewed  in  perfect  love? 

4  Surely  thou  didst  unite 

Our  kindred  spirits  here, 
That  all  hereafter  might 

Before  thy  throne  appear  ; — 
Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And.  all  thy  gracious  love  proclaim. 


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5  Then  let  us  ever  bear 

The  blessed  end  in  view, 
And  join  with  mutual  euro, 

To  fight  our  passage  through 
And  kindly  help  each  other  on, 
Till  all  receive  the  starry  crown. 

6  0  may  thy  Spirit  seal 

Our  souls  onto  that  day  ! 
With  all  thy  fullness  fill, 
And  then  transport  away, 
Away  to  our  eternal  rest, 
Away  to  our  .Redeemer's  breast. 


1119  Parting  :—to  meet  again. 

1  Jesus  accept  the  praiso 

That  to  thy  Name  belongs  ; 
Matter  of  all  our  lays, 

Subject  of  all  our  songs  ; 
Through  thoe  wo  now  together  came, 
And  part,  exulting  in  thy  Name. 

2  In  flesh  we  part  awhile, 

But  still  in  spirit  joined, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil 

Thou  hast  to  each  assigned  ; 
And  while  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

3  0  let  us  thus  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways, 
And,  armed  with  patience,  run 
"With  joy  th'  appointed  race  : 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

4  There  we  shall  meet  again, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 

And  parting  are  no  more  : 
We  shall  with  all  our  brethren  rise, 
And  see  thee  in  the  flaming  skies. 

5  0  happy,  happy  day, 

That  calls  thy  exiles  home  ; 
The  heavens  shall  pass  away, 

The  earth  receive  its  doom  : 
Earth  we  shall  view,  and  heaven,  destroy 'd, 
And  shout  above  the  fiery  void. 

6  According  to  his  word, 

His  oath,  to  sinners  given, 
We  look  to  see  restored 
The  ruined  earth  and  heaven  ; 


In  a  new  world  his  truth  to  prove, 
A  world  of  righteousness  and  lotc. 

7  Then  let  us  wait  the  sound 
That  shall  our  souls  release, 
And  labor  to  be  found 
Of  him  in  spotless  peace  : 

In  perfect  holiness  renewed, 

Adorned  with  Christ,  and  meet  for  God. 


495    Rejoicing  in  prospect  of  the  blessing. 

1  Ye  ransomed  sinners,  hear, 

The  pris'ners  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  wait  till  Christ  appear, 

According  to  his  word  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me  ; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

2  In  God  we  put  our  trust ; 

If  we  our  sins  confess, 
Faithful  is  he  and  just, 

From  all  unrighteousness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me  : 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  Surely  in  us  the  hope 

Of  glory  shall  appear  ; 
Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 

And  see  redemption  near : 
Again  I  say,  Rejoice  with  me  ; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  Who  Jesus'  sufFrings  share, 

My  fellow-pris'ners  now, 
Ye  soon  the  crown  shall  wear 

On  your  triumphant  brow  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me  ; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

5  The  word  of  God  is  sure, 

And  never  can  remove ; 
We  shall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me ; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sips  be  tree. 

6  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise: 
]Let  us  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me ; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 


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If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  children's  wants  supply  ; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou  ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace  ; 
O  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place  ; 
That  all  may  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

253  In  the  name  of  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 
1  Baptized  into  thy  name, 

Mysterious  One  in  Three, 
Our  souls  and  bodies  claim 
A  sacrifice  to  thee  : 
And  let  us  live  our  faith  to  prove, 
The  faith  which  works  by  humble  love. 


2  O  that  our  light  may  shine, 
And  all  our  lives  express 
The  character  divine, 
The  real  holiness ; 
And  then  receive  us  up  t'  adore 
The  triune  God  for  evermore. 

993  One  shall  chase  a  thousand. 

1  Savior,  we  know  thou  art 

In  every  age  the  same  : 
Now,  Lord,  in  ours  exert 

The  virtue  of  thy  Name, 
And  daily,  through  thy  word,  increase 
Thy  blood-besprinkled  witnesses. 

2  As  thy  command  ordains, 

Thy  people,  saved  below 

From  all  their  sinful  stains, 

Shall  multiply  and  grow  ; 

And  one  into  a  thousand  rise, 

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Ah,  who  can  soothe  his  wo. 

Ah.  who  can  Liive  relief? 
Earth  cannot  heal  the  wounded  breast, 
Or  giro  the  troubled  conscience  rest. 
:;  Jesus,  thy  smiles  impart; 

My  gracioa  Lord,  return, 
Bind  u p  my  broken  heart, 

And  bid  me  cease  to  mourn  : 
Then  shall  this  night  of  sorrow  flee, 
And  peace  and  heaven  be  found  in  thee. 


1   To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes ; 

From  God  is  all  my  aid — 
The  God  who  built  the  skies. 

And  earth  and  nature  made 
God  is  the  tower  to  which  I  fly  : 
His  gran  is  nigh  in  every  hour. 


2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  Guard  and  Guide, 

Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
Those  wakeful  eyes,  which  never  sleep, 
Shall  Israel  keep  when  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 

Jf  God  be  with  me  there  ; 
Thou  art  my  sun.  and  Thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head  by  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  Thou  not  pledged  Thv  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 
I'll  go  and  come,  nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high  Thou  call  me  home. 


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And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face  ; 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quick'ning  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Savior's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours  : 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Xor  Sabbaths  be  indulged  in  vain. 


245  Joyful  homage. 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  awake  ! 
And  hail  this  sacred  day  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 
Your  joyful  homage  pay  : 
Come  bless  the  day  that  God  hath  blest, 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest. 
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2  On  this  auspicious  morn 

The  Lord  of  life  arose  ; 
He  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes ; 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above, 
And  reaps  the  fruit  of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings, 
And  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 


24  Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples,  are  ; 
To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 


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2  0  happy  souls  that  pray 

Where  I  fod  appoints  to  hoar  I 

0  happy  men  that  p.iy 

Their  constant  nrvioe  there! 
They  praise  thee  still  ;   and  happy  they 
That  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill. 

3  They  go  Groan  strength  to  strength, 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears  : 

0  glorious  seat  !  thou,  God  our  King, 
Shalt  thither  bring  our  willing  feet. 

4  The  Lord  his  people  loves  ; 

His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves, 

From  humble,  contrite  souls  : 
Thrice  happy  he,  0  God  of  hosts, 
Whose  spirit  trusts  alone  in  thee  ! 

306        Proclaiming  the  universal  Savior. 

1  Let  earth  and  heaven  agree, 

Angels  and  men  be  joined, 
To  celebrate  with  me 

The  Savior  of  mankind  : 
T'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  Name. 

2  Jesus !  transporting  sound  ! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heaven  ; 
No  other  help  is  found, 

No  other  name  is  given, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have  ; 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 


1050  The  Bridegroom  cometh. 

1  Ye  virgin  souls,  arise  ; 

With  all  the  dead,  awake  ; 
Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take  : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight  cry — 
Behold  the  heavenly  Bridegroom  nigh  ! 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 

The  nations  to  his  bar, 
And  take  to  glory  all 

Who  meet  for  glory  are  : 
Made  ready  for  your  full  reward  ; 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord. 

3  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

Your  everlasting  Friend  ; 
Your  head  to  glorify, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend  : 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  vail,  his  face. 


4  The  everlasting  doors 

Shall  soon  the  saints  receive, 
With  Beraphs,  thrones,  and  powers, 

In  glorious  joy  to  live  ; 
Far  from  a  world  of  grief  and  sin, 
With  God  eternally  shut  in. 

5  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  sound  : 
To  see  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found : 
And  when  thou  dost  the  heavens  bow, 
Be  found — as,  Lord,  thou  find'st  us  now. 


899  Rejoice' evermore. 

1  Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  king  ; 

Your  Lord  and  King  adore  , 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

2  Jesus,  the  Savior,  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  1  say,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, — 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven  ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand 

Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

And  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
Let  every  bosom  6well 

With  pure  seraphic  joy; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  ; 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound, — Rejoice! 


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Throughout  the  world  proclaim  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive, 

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And  bleBt  in  Jesus  live  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
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Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  ; 


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6  The  Gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
And,  saved  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Savior's  face  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners ,  home. 

Doxology. 

Let  every  creature  join 

To  praise  the  Savior's  Name, 
And  every  power  unite 

To  swell  the  exalted  theme  ; 
Let  nature  raise  from  every  tongue 
A  general  song  of  grateful  praise. 


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3  Believe  the  heavenly  word 

His  messengers  proclaim  ; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  His  name. 
Backsliding  Bouls,  return  and  come  ; 

Cast  off  despair  ;  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Compelled  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wandering  sheep,  draw  near  ; 
Christ  calls  you  from  above  ; 

His  charming  accents  hear  ; 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come: 
In  mercy's  arms  there  still  is  room. 

171  Our  great  High  Priest 

1  See  where  our  great  High  Priest 

Before  the  Lord  appears, 
And  on  his  loving  breast 

The  tribes  of  Israel  bean  : 
•r  without  his  presence  seen, 
The  Head  of  all  believing  men. 

2  With  nim,  the  Corner-stone, 

The  li vim/  ttjoin  ; 

Christ  and  his  Church  are  one, — 

One  b  ><ly  and  one  vine; 
For  us  he  uses  all  his  powers, 
And  all  he  has,  or  is,  is  ours. 

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3  The  path  of  Christ  our  Head 
The  members  all  pursue, 
By  his  good  Spirit  led 

To  act  and  suffer  too  : 
Like  him,  the  toil,  the  cross,  sustain, 
Till,  glorious  all,  like  him  we  reign. 

470  The  witness  af  the  Spirit. 

1  Earnest  of  future  bliss, 

Thee,  Holy  Ghost,  we  hail ; 
Fountain  of  holiness, 

Whose  comforts  never  fail  ; 
The  cleansing  gift  on  saints  bestow'd, 
The  witness  of  their  peace  with  God. 

2  By  thee,  on  earth,  we  know 

Ourselves  in  Christ  renew 'd  ; 
Brought  by  thy  grace  into 

The  family  of  God  ; 
Of  his  adopting  love  the  seal, 
And  faithful  teacher  of  his  will. 

3  Great  Comforter,  descend 

In  gentle  breathings  down  ; 
Preserve  us  to  the  end, 

That  no  man  take  our  crown  ; 
Our  Guardian  still  vouchsafe  to  be, 
Nor  suffer  us  to  go  from  thee. 


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2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  thy  Name ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came, — 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died  ; 
The  guilty  conscience  needs 

No  sacrifice  beside : 
His  precious  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the- throne. 

4  O  thou  almighty  Lord, 

Our  Conqueror  and  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace  we  sing  : 
Thine  is  the  power ;  behold  we  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet. 

77  Greatness  and  condescension. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 


The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty  : 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 

To  guard  his  holy  law  ; 
And  where  his  lore  resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms  and  seals  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  mighty  works 

Amazing  wisdom  shines ; 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 

And  all  their  dark  designs  ; 
Strong  is  his  arm,  and  shall  fulfil 
His  great  decrees  and  sov'reign  will. 

4  And  will  this  sov'reign  King 

Of  glory  condescend  ; —         * 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
I  love  his  Name,  I  love  his  word  ; 
Join  all  my  powers  to  praise  the  Lord. 


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157  Glory  to  glory's  King. 

1  God  is  none  up  on  high, 

With  a  triumphant) noise, — 
The  clarions  of  the  sky 

Proclaim  th'  angelic  joys: 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King: 

2  All  power  to  our  great  Lord 

Is  by  the  Father  given  ; 
By  angel  hosts  adored, 

He  reigns  BUpreme  in  heaven  : 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing; 
Glor\  glorj '«  King. 

3  High  on  his  holy  scat, 

He  bean  the  righteous  sway  ; 
His  toes  beneath  his  feet 

Shall  sink  and  die  away  : 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

4  Till  all  the  earth,  renew'd 

In  righteousness  divine, 

"With  all  the  hosts  of  God, 
In  one  great  chorus  join, 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 


200  Rejoicing  in  the  fulfilment  of  the  promise. 

1  Sinners,  lift  up  your  hearts, 

The  promise  to  receive  ; 
Jesus  himself  imparts, — 

He  comes  in  man  to  live: 
The  Holy  Ghost  to  man  is  given ; 
Rejoice  in  God  sent  down  from  heaven. 

2  Jesus  is  glorified, 

And  gives  the  Comforter, 
His  Spirit,  to  reside 

In  all  his  members  here  ; 
The  Holy  Ghost  to  man  is  given  ; 
11.)  ice  in  God  sent  down  from  heaven. 

3  To  make  an  end  of  sin, 

Ami  Satan's  works  destroy, 
He  brings  his  kingdom  in, — 
Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy : 

The  Holy  Ghost  to  man  is  given  ; 
Rejoice  in  God  sent  down  from  heaven. 

4  From  heaven  he  shall  once  more 

Triumphantly  descend, 
And  all  his  saints  restore 

To  joys  that  never  end  : 
Then,  then,  when  all  our  joys  are  given, 
Rejoice  in  God,  rejoice  in  heaven. 


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The  barren  fig-tree. 


1  The  Lord  ot  earth  and  sky, 

The  God  of  ages,  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthroned  on  high, 

Ancient  of  endless  days, — 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trials  here, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

2  Barren  and  withcr'd  trees, 

Wo  cumber'd  long  the  ground; 
No  fruit  of  holiness 

On  our  dead  souls  was  found  ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  spare, 
Another  and  another  year. 

3  When  justice  bared  the  sword 

To  cut  the  fig-tree  down, 
The  pity  of  the  Lord 

Cried, — let  it  still  alone  : 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  ear, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

4  Jesus,  thy  speaking  blood 

From  God  obtain'd  the  grace, 
Who  therefore  hath  bestow'd 
On  us  a  longer  space  , 
Thou  didst  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And,  lo  !  we  see  another  year. 

5  Then  dig  about  the  root ; 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground  ; 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
To  thy  great  praise  abound  ; 
O  let  us  all  thy  praise  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 


470  The  icitness  of  the  Spirit. 

1  Earnest  of  future  bliss, 

Thee,  Holy  Ghost,  we  hail ; 
Fountain  of  holiness, 

"Whose  comforts  never  fail ; 
The  cleansing  gift  on  saints  bestow'd, 
The  witness  of  their  peace  with  God. 

2  By  thee,  on  earth,  we  know 

Ourselves  in  Christ  renew'd  ; 
Brought  by  thy  grace  into 

The  family  of  God  ; 
Of  his  adopting  love  the  seal, 
And  faithful  teacher  of  his  will. 

3  Great  Comforter,  descend 

In  gentle  breathings  down  ; 
Preserve  us  to  the  end, 

That  no  man  take  our  crown  ; 
Our  Guardian  still  vouchsafe  to  be, 
Nor  sutler  us  to  go  from  thee. 


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3  I  sink,  if  thou  longer  delay 

Thy  pardoning  mercy  to  show  : 
Come  quickly,  and  kindly  display 
The  power  of  thy  passion  below  : 

4  By  all  thou  hast  done  for  my  sake, 

One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  implore  ; 
Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 
The  sinner — a  sinner  no  more. 

639  Happiness  of  those  whom  God  correcteth. 

1  How  happy  the  sorrowful  man, 

Whose  sorrow  is  sent  from  above  ! 
Indulged  with  a  visit  of  pain, — 
Chastised  by  omnipotent  love  ; 

2  The  author  of  all  his  distress 

He  comes  by  affliction  to  know, 
And  God  he  in  heaven  shall  bless, 
That  ever  he  suffered  below. 

3  0  Father  of  mercies,  on  me, 

On  me,  in  affliction,  bestow 

A  power  of  applying  to  thee, — 

A  sanctified  use  of  my  wo : 

i  I  would,  in  a  spirit  of  prayer, 

To  all  thy  appointments" submit  ; 
The  pledge  of  my  happiness  bear, 
And  joyfully  die  at  thy  feet 


5  Then,  Father,  and  never  till  then, 

I  all  the  felicity  prove, 
Of  living  a  moment  in  pain, — 
Of  dying  in  Jesus's  love  : 

6  A  sufferer  here  with  my  Lord, 

"With  Jesus  above  I  sit  down  ; 
Receive  an  eternal  reward, 
And  glory  obtain  in  a  crown. 

877  Forgiveness  implored. 

1  How  shall  a  lost  sinner  in  pain, 

Pvecover  his  forfeited  peace? 
"When  brought  into  bondage  again, 
"What  hope  of  a  second  release  ? 

2  Will  mercy  itself  be  so  kind 

To  spare  a  backslider  like  me? 
And  0,  can  I  possibly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ? 

3  0  Jesus,  of  thee  I  inquire, 

If  still  thou  art  able  to  save, — 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire, 
And  ransom  my  soul  from  the  grave  ? 

4  The  help  of  thy  Spirit  restore  ; 

0,  show  me  the  life-giving  blood  ; 
And  pardon  a  sinner  once  more, 
And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 


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3  With  him  I  on  Zion  shall  stand, 

For  Jesus  hath  spoken  the  word  ; 
The  breadth  of  Immanuel's  land 
Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  : 

4  But  when,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 

Thy  face  I  am  strengthened  to  see, 
My  fulness  of  rapture  I  find, — 
My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

5  How  happy  the  people  that  dwell 

Secure  in  the  city  above  ! 
No  pain  the  inhabitants  feel. 

No  sickness  or  sorrow  shall  prove. 

6  Physician  of  souls,  unto  me 

Forgiveness  and  holiness  give  ; 
And  then  from  the  body  set  free, 
And  then  to  the  city  receive. 


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The  fountain  of  living  waters. 
A  fountain  of  life  and  of  grace 

In  Christ,  our  Redeemer,  we  see  : 
For  us,  who  his  offers  embrace, 

For  all.  it  is  open  and  free  : 
Jehovah,  himself  doth  invite 

To  drink  of  his  pleasures  unknown  : 
The  streams  of  immortal  delight, 

That  ilow  from  his  heavenly  throne. 


3  As  soon  as  in  him  we  believe, 

By  faith  of  his  Spirit  we  take : 
And,  freely  forgiven,  receive 
The  mercy  for  Jesus's  sake  ! 

4  We  gain  a  pure  drop  of  his  love ; 

The  life  of  eternity  know ; 
Angelical  happiness  prove, 
And  witness  a  heaven  below. 


362        The  Bock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

1  Encompass'd  with  clouds  of  distress, 

And  ready  all  hope  to  re>i<in, 
I  long  for  thy  light  and  thy  grace ; 
O  God,  will  they  never  be  mine  ? 

2  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 
And  plunge  me  again"  in  the  deep. 

3  Appear,  and  my  sorrow  shall  cease; 

The  blood  of  atonement  applv  ; 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace". — 

The  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

4  O  enter  this  desolate  heart, — 

Then  rule  o'er  the  heart  thou  hast  won; 
Nor  again  in  thine   anger  depart, 
But  make  it  forever  thy  throne. 


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SHEKLETON.     8s.-  Double. 


Arranged  from 
I.  B.  WOODBURY. 


«     (   0  when  shall  we  sweetly  re-move,  0  when  shall  we  en-ter  our  rest,    ) 
'    (    Re  -  turn   to  the   Zi-  on  a  -  bove,The  mo-ther  of  spir-its  distressed  ;  ) 
d.  c.     Where  saints  our  Im-man-uel   sing,  And  cherub  and  se-raph  a  -  dore? 


2  But  angels  themselves  cannot  tell 

The  joys  of  that  holiest  place, 
Where  Jesus  is  pleased  to  reveal 

The  light  of  his  heavenly  face  : 
When,  caught  in  the  rapturous  flame, 

The  sight  beatific  they  prove  ; 
And  walk  in  the  light  of  the  Lamb, 

Enjoying  the  beams  of  his  love. 

3  Thou  know'st  in  the  spirit  of  prayer 

We  long  thy  appearing  to  see, 
Resign 'd  to  the  burden  we  bear, 

But  longing  to  triumph  with  thee  : 
'Tis  good  at  thy  word  to  be  here  ; 

'Tis  better  in  thee  to  be  gone, 
And  see  thee  in  glory  appear, 

And  rise  to  a  share  in  thy  throne. 


939  The  heavenly  Jerusalem. 

1  Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear, 
We  soon  shall  recover  our  home  ; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear, — 
The  day  of  eternity  come. 


From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 
And  mount  to  our  native  abode  ; 

The  house  of  our  Father  above, — 
The  palace  of  angels  and  God. 


Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end, 

When  raised  by  the  life-giving  Word, 
We  see  the  new  city  descend, 

Adorned  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord  : 
The  city  so  holy  and  clean, 

No  sorrow  can  breathe  in  the  air  : 
No  gloom  of  affliction  or  sin  ; 

No  shadow  of  evil  is  there. 


3  By  faith  we  already  behold 

That  lovely  Jerusalem  here  : 
Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold  ; 

As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear  ; 
Immovably  founded  in  grace, 

She  stands  as  she  ever  hath  stood, 
And  brightly  her  Builder  displays, 

And  flames  with  the  glory  of  God. 


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10T3     The  (jravc  disarmed  of  its  terrors. 

1  Man  dieth,  and  wasteth  away,    [skies, 

And  where  is  be? — Hark!  from  the 
I  hear  a  voice  answer  an<l  say, — 

Th.'  Bpirit  of  nian  never  dies  ! 
His  body,  which  came  from  die  earth, 

Musi  mingle  again  with  the  sod  ; 
His  soul,  which  in  heaven  had  birth, 

Returns  to  the  bosom  of  God. 

^2  No  terror  lias  death,  or  the  grave, 

To  those  who  believe  in  the  Lord — 
"Who  knows  the  Redeemer  can  save, 

And  lean  on  the  faith  of  his  word: 
While  ashes  to  ashes,  and  dust 

AVe  give  unto  dust,  in  our  gloom, 
The  light  of  salvation  we  trust, 

Which  hangs  like  a  lamp  in  the  tomb. 

3  0  Lord  God  Almighty  !  to  thee 

We  turn,  as  our  solace  abovo  ; 
The  waters  may  fail  from  the  sea, 

But  never  thy  fountains  of  love  : 
0  teach  us  thy  will  to  obey, 

And  sing,  with  one  heart  and  accord — 
He  gave,  and  he  taketh  away, 

And  praised  be  the  name  of  the  Lord. 


1089        Triumphant  death  of  a  brother. 

1  Weep  not  for  a  brother  deceased  ; 

Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  released, 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 
With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  spirit  above, 
iped  to  the  mansions  of  light, 

And  lodged  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gained, 

Outliving  the  tempest  and  wind  ; 
His  rest  be  hath  sooner  obtained, 

And  left  his  companions  behind. 
Still  tossed  on  the  sea  of  distress 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 

And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

3  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 

Who  Bailed  with  the  Savior  beneath  ; 
With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 
And  triumph  o'er  sorrow  and  death  ; 


The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end  ; 

The  mortal  allliction  is  past  : 
The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend, 

Forever  and  ever  shall  last. 


1088     Happy  death  of  a  sister  in  tlie  Lord. 

1  Ilosanna  to  Jesus  on  high  ! 

Another  has  entered  his  rest: 
Another  has  'scaped  to  the  sky, 

And  lodged  in  Lmmanuel's  breast ; 
The  soul  of  our  sister  is  gone, 

To  high  ten  the  triumph  above  ; 
Exalted  to  Jesus'  throne, 

And  clasped  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 

2  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall 

Transported  at  Jesus's  name  ; 
The  saints  whom  he  soonest  shall  call, 

To  share  in  the  feast  of  the  Lamb  ! 
No  longer  imprisoned  in  clay, 

Who  next  from  the  dungeon  shall  fly? 
Who  first  shall  be  summoned  away  ? — 

My  merciful  Lord — is  it  I  ? 

3  0  Jesus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 

That  suddenly  I  should  depart, 
Thy  counsel  of  mercy  reveal. 

And  whisper  thy  call  iu  my  heart  : 
0  give  me  a  signal  to  know 

If  soon  thou  would 'st  have  me  remove. 
And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 

And  fly  to  the  regions  above. 


421     Ardent  desires  for  the  Spirit's  influence. 

1  Come,  holy,  celestial  Dove, 

To  visit  a  sorrowful  breast ; 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest. 
Thou  only  hast  power  to  relieve 

A  sinner o'erwhelmed  with  his  load  ; 
The  sense  of  acceptance  to  give, 

And  sprinkle  his  hoart  with  the  blood 

2  Thy  call  if  I  ever  have  known, 

And  sighed  from  myself  to  get  free, 
And  groaned  the  unspeakable  groan, 

And  longed  to  be  happy  in  thee  ; 
Fulfil  the  imperfect  desire  ; 

Thy  peace  to  my  conscience  reveal  ; 
The  sense  of  thy  favor  inspire, 

And  give  mo  my  pardon  to  feel. 


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His  presence  disperses  my  gloom,  And  makes  all  with-in  me  re  -  joice  ; 
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Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind  : 
While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

My  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
0  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky; 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore; 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  axe  no  more, 


802 


Following  the  Lamb. 


1  What  now  is  my  object  and  aim? 
What  now  is  my  hope  and  desire? 
To  follow  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
And  after  his  image  aspire: 


My  hope  is  all  centered  in  thee; 

I  trust  to  recover  thy  love; 
On  earth  thy  salvation  to  see, 

And  then  to  enjoy  it  above. 

916    Longing  for  still  closer  communion. 

1  Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel,  and  mine, 

•  The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine  ; 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art: 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all,  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 

And  screen 'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  Tis  there,  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 

There  only,  I  covet  to  rest; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast : 
'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart, — 
Conceal'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 


HAVEN.     Ss  &  7a.    Double. 


237 


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\  Thou  di  1st  press  a    sai    -     lor's     pil  -  low,  And  canst  fee]  a  sa  lor's  woe.  ) 


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2  And  though  loud  the  wind  is  howling, 

Fierce  though  flash  the  lightnings  red  ; 
Darkly,  though  the  srorm-clouds  scowling 

O'er  the  sailor's  anxious  head; 
Thou  csnst  calm  the  raging  ocean, 

All  its  noise  and  tumult  still, 
Hush  the  tempest's  wild  commotion, 

At  the  bidding  of  Thy  will. 

3  Thus  my  heart  the  hope  will  cherish, 

While  to  Thee  I  lift  mine  eye  ; 
Thou  wilt  save  me  ere  I  perish, 

Thou  wilt  hear  the  sailor's  cry. 
And  though  mast  and  sail  be  riven, 

-  Bbott  voyage  will  soon  be  o'er ; 
Safely  moored  in  heaven's  wide  haven, 

Storm  and  tempest  vex  no  more. 

178  Our  Paschal  Lamb. 

1   Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus  ! 
Crowned  in  mockery  a  king  ! 
Thou  cBdrt  mfler,  to  release  us; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Savior, 

B  arer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  Thv  merits  we  find  favor ; 
Life  is  given  through  Thy  name. 
21 


2  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  ho>t  adore  Thee, 

Seated  at  Thy  Father's  ride  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading ; 

There  Thou  dost  our  place  prepare 
Ever  tor  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing 

Thou  art  worthy  to  reoei 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  sive. 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits  ; 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Savior's  merits  ; 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 

1129  The  apostolic  benediction. 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Savior, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above  : 
Thus  may  we  abide  in   nnion 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 

And  pos-e«.  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  caunot  afford. 


238 


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By  permission. 


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367 


The  true  light. 


1  Liorbt  of  those  -whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come,  and,  by  thyself  revealing, 
Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath. 

2  Thou,  new  heaven  and  earth's  Creator 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise  ; 
Scatt'ring  all  the  night  of  nature, — 
Pouring  day  upon  our  eyes. 

3  Still  we  wait  for  mine  appearing  ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
Every  poor,  benighted  heart. 

4  Come,  extend,  thy  wonted  favor 

To  our  ruin'd,  guilty  race  ; 
Come,  thou  blest,  exalted  Savior ; 
Come,  apply  thy  saving  grace. 

5  By  thine  all-atoning  merit, 

Every  burden'd  soul  release ; 

By  the  teachings  of  thy  Spirit, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 

609  Evening:  Confidence  in  God's  protection. 

1  Savior,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing  ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 


Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  He  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 

May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 

Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

1019    Pardon  implored  for  national  sins. 

1  Dread  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations,! 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 

Hear  thy  people's  supplications  ; 

Now  for  their  deliv'rance  rise. 

2  Lo  !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

In  thy  holy  place  we  bend ; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning ; 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

3  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding ; 
Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

4  Let  that  mercy  vail  transgression  ; 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface  : 

Save  thy  people  from  oppression  ; 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 


901 


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2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer  ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  1  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, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constraint!  to  be ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  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  for  thy  courts  above. 


199  Guide  and  Comforter. 

1    Holy  Spirit  !  Fount  of  blessing, 

Ever  watchful,  ever  kind  ; 
Thy  celestial  aid  possessing, 

Prison'd  Bonis  deliverance  find. 
Seal  of  truth,  and  bond  of  union, 

Source  of  light,  and  flame  of  love, 
Symbol  of  divine  communion, 

In  the  olive-bearing  dove ; — 


Heavenly  Guide  from  paths  of  error, 

Comforter  of  minds  distress'd, 
When  the  billows  fill  with  terror, 

Pointing  to  an  ark  of  rest  : 
Promis'd  Pledge  !  eternal  Spirit ! 

Greater  than  all  gifts  below, — 
May  our  hearts  thy  grace  inherit ; 

May  our  lips  thy  glories  show. 


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His  speaking  blood. 

Father,  hear  the  blood  of  Jesus, 

Speaking  in  thine  ears  above  : 
From  impending  wrath  release  us  ; 

Manifest  thy  pard'ning  love. 
O  receive  us  to  thy  favor, — 

For  his  only  sake  receive  ; 
Give  us  to  the  bleeding  Savior, — 

Let  us  by  his  dying  live. 

To  thy  pard'ning  grace  receive  them, — 

Once  he  pray'd  upon  the  tree  ; 
Still  his  blood  cries  out — Forgive  them; 

All  their  sins  were  laid  on  me. 
Still  our  Advocate  in  heaven, 

Prays  the  prayer  on  earth  begun,— 
Father,  show  their  sins  forgiven; 

Father,  glorify  thy  Son  ! 


240 


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3  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Beaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 
Souls  redeem'd,  and  sins  forgiven  ! — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  Christ  is  bom,  the  great  Anointed, 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing  ; 
O  receive  whom  God  appointed, 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him  ; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy ; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, — 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

233  God  is  in  the  midst  of  her. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode  ; 

2  On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

3  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Still  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 

4  Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  our  thirst  to'  assuage  ? 


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Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

5  Round  each  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear  ! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near : 

6  He  who  gives  us  daily  manna, 

He  who  listens  when  we  cry, 

Let  him  hear  the  loud  Hosanna 

Rising:  to  his  throne  on  high. 


23  The  Triune  God  glorified. 

1  Glory  to  tV  almighty  Father, 

Fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Who,  his  wand'ringr  sheep  to  gather, 
Sent  a  Savior  from  above. 

2  To  the  Son  all  praise  be  given, 

Who,  with  love  unknown  before, 
Left  the  bright  abode  of  heaven, 
And  our  sin  and  sorrows  bore. 

3  Equal  strains  of  warm  devotion 

Let  the  Spirit's  praise  employ  ; 
Author  of  each  pure  emotion; 
Source  of  wisdom,  peace,  and  joy. 

4  Thus,  while  our  glad  hearts,  ascending, 

Glorify  Jehovah's  Name, 
Heavenly  somrs  with  ours  are  blending; 
There  the  theme  is  still  the  same. 


HARWELL.     8s  &  7s.     Double. 


Da.  L.  MASON. 


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Jesus,  hail  !  "Whose  glory  brightens 
All  above,  and  gives  it  worth  ; 

Lord  of  life  !  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth  ; 

When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 

Lord  !  we  own  it  love  divine. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

Savior  !  hasten  thine  appearing, 
Bring, — oh  bring  the  glorious  day, 

When  the  awful  summons  hearing, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ; 

Then  with  golden  harps  well  sing — 

"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 
Hallelujah,  &c. 


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Hark!  the  notes  of  angels,  singing, 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 
All  in  heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 

Raising  high  the  Savior's  name. 
Ye  for  whom  his  life  was  given. 

Sacred  themes  to  you  belong  : 
Come,  assist  the  choir  of  heaven  ; 

Join  the  everlasting  song. 
Fill'd  with  holy  emulation, 

We  unite  with  those  above: 
Sweet  the  theme — a  free  salvation — 

Fruit  of  everlasting  love. 
Endless  life  in  him  possessing, 

Let  us  praise  his  precious  name  ; 
Glory,  honor,  power  and  blessing, 

Be  forever  to  the  Lamb. 


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Foes  may  hate,  and  friends     disown    me ;  Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 


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\\  hile  Thy  love  is  left  to  me  ; 
Oh  !  't  were  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  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  tbee  ; 

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

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 


Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure, 

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

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain, 
I  have  called  thee  Abba,  Father, 

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

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 
Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'T  will  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast ; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 


TOE   AMERICAN   HYMN    AND   TONE   BOOK. 


243 


6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer, 

Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  our.  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 

Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 
Soon  shall  pass  toy  pilgrim  days ; 

Hope  >hall  change  to  glad  fruition, 
Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

197  *  The  Source  of  consolation. 

1  Holy  Ghost  !  dispel  our  sadn- 

Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  joy  and  gladness, 

Breathe  thy  lite,  and  spread  thy  light. 
Hear,  0  hear  our  supplication, 

Blessed  Spirit!  God  of  peace! 
Rest  upon  this  congregation 

With  the  fulness  of  thy  grace. 

2  Author  o(  our  new  creation, 

May  we  all  thine  influence  prove  ; 
Make  our  bouIs  thy  habitation, — 

Shed  abroad  the  Savior's  love. 
Source  of  sweetest  consolation, 

Breathe  thy  peace  on  all  below ; 
Bless,  O  bless  this  congregation ; 

On  each  soul  thv  grace  bestow  ! 


■659  In  deep  affliction. 

1  Full  of  trembling  expectation, 

Feeling  much,  and  fearing  more, 
Mighty  God  of  my  salvation, 

1  thy  timely  aid  implore. 
Suff'ring  Son  of  man,  be  near  me, 

In  my  sufFrings  to  sustain  ; 
By  thy  sorer  griefs  to  cheer  me, — 

By  thy  more  than  mortal  pain. 

2  By  thy  most  severe  temptation 

In  that  dark  Satanic  hour ; 
By  thy  last  mysterious  passion, 

Screen  me  from  the  adverse  power. 
By  thy  fainting  in  the  garden, 

By  thy  dreadful  death,  I  pray, 
"Write  upon  my  heart  the  pardon ; 

Take  my  sins  and  fears  away. 

"798  Worldly  pleasures  renounced. 

I  Vain  are  all  terrestrial  pleasures ; 
Mix'd  with  dro<s  the  purest  gold; 
Seek  we  then  for  heavenly  treasures,- 

Treasures  never  waxing  old. 
Let  our  be-t  affections  centre 

On  the  thing!  around  the  throne  : 
There  no  thief  can  ever  enter; 
Moth  and  rust  are  there  unknown. 


'2  Earthly  joys  no  longer  please  us  ; 

Here  would  we  renounce  them  all 
Seek  our  only  rest  in  JesoSj — 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  call. 
Faith,  our  languid  spirits  cheering, 

Points  to  brighter  worlds  above; 
Bids  us  look  for  his  appearing; 

Bids  us  triumph  in  his  love. 

3  May  our  light  be  always  burning, 

And  our  loins  be  girded  round, 
Waiting  for  our  Lord's  returning, — 

Longing  for  the  welcome  sound. 
Thus  the  Christian  life  adorning, 

Never  need  we  be  afraid, 
Should  he  come  at  night  or  morning, 

Early  dawn,  or  evening  shade. 


238 


God  her  everlasting  light. 


1  Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken  : 

O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you : 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But,  your  griefs  forever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me  : 
God  shall  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory — 

God  your  everlasting  light. 


1090  The  dying  Christian. 

1  Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ending, 

All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 
Go, — the  angel  guards  attending, — 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo !  the  Savior  stands  above  ; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 

To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast ; 
To  his  uttermost  salvation. 

To  his  everlasting  re^t. 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory  ; 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 


*  These  hymns  are  also  adapted  to  Greenville. 


244      498      GREENVILLE.     8s  &  7s.  Double. 


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2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit  ; 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest. 
Take  away  our  bent  to  sinning  j 

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  : 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation : 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be  ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restored  in  thee  : 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, — 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


Cease  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  ; 
Pain,  and  death,  and  night  and  anguish, 

Enter  not  the  world  above. 
While  our  silent  steps  are  straying 

Lonely  thro'  night's  deepening  shader 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 

Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 
Li^ht  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  His  glorious  presence  living, 

They  shall  never,  never  die. 
Endless  pleasure,  pain  excluding, 

Sickness,  there,  no  more  can  come ; 
There,  no  fear  of  wo  intruding, 

Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moment's  "loom. 


1 129  The  apostolic  benediction. 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Savior, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Lioly  Spirit's  favor, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above  : 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


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Come,  thou  Witness  of  his  dying ; 

Come,  Remembrancer  divine  ; 
Let  us  feel  thy  power  applying 

Christ  to  every  soul,  and  mine  : 
Let  us  groan  thine  inward  groaning  ; 

Look  on  Him  we  pierced,  and  grieve  ; 
All  partake  the  grace  atoning, — 

Ail  the  sprinkled  blood  receive. 

281  The  heavenly  banquet. 

Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us, 

Cheers  our  famished  souls  with  food  ; 
He  the  banquet  spreads  before  us, 

Of  hifl  mystic  DBflb  and  blood. 
Precious  banquet ;  bread  of  heaven  ; 

Wine  of  gladness,  flowing  free; 
May  we  taste  it,  kindly  given, 
21*  In  remembrance,  Lord,  of  thee. 


2  In  thy  holy  incarnation, 

"When  the  angels  sang  thy  birth  ; 
In  thy  fasting  and  temptation  ; 

In  thy  labors  on  the  earth  ; 
In  thy  trial  and  rejection  ; 

In  thy  sufFrings  on  the  tree ; 
In  thy  glorious  resurrection  ; 

May  we,  Lord,  remember  thee. 

1123  Dismission. 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 

Bid  us  now  depart  in  peace  ; 
Still  on  beavenlj  manna  feeding, 

Let  our  faith  and  love  increase: 
Fill  each  breast  with  consolation  ; 

I  ']>  to  thee  our  hearts  we  r 
When  we  reach  our  blissful  station, 

Then  we'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 


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3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, — 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray  ; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine  ; 
Keep  me.  Lord,  forever  thine. 

120  Wonderful  Counselor. 

1  Bright  and  joyful  is  the  morn, 
For  to  us  a  child  is  born  ; 

From  the  highest  realms  of  heaven, 
Unto  us  a  Son  is  given. 

2  On  his  shoulder  he  shall  bear 
Power  and  majesty,  and  wear, 
On  his  vesture  and  his  thigh, 
Names  most  awful,  names  most  high. 

3  Wonderful  in  counsel  He, 
Christ  th'  incarnate  Deity  ; 
Sire  of  ages,  ne'er  to  cease ; 

King  of  kings,  and  Prince  of  peace. 

4  Come  and  worship  at  his  feet ; 
Yield  to  him  the  homage  meet  ; 
From  the  manger  to  the  throne, 
Homage  due  to  God  alone. 


824  Christ  liveth  in  me. 

1  Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb, 
In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am  ; 
Make  me,  Savior,  what  thou  art ; 
Live  thyself  within  my  heart. 

2  I  shall  then  show  forth  thy  praise  ; 
Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days  ; 
Then  the  world  shall  always  see 
Christ  the  holy  child  in  me. 

516  Perfect  peace. 

1  Prince  of  peace,  control  my  will ; 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still ; 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  eease, — 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  bloody 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God  : 
Peace  I  ask — but  peace  must  be, 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  ; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one: 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  hea"^ 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart. 

4  Savior  !  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Thou  my  life,  my  God,  my  all  ! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 
One  forevermore  with  thee  ! 


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Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice ; 
Learning,  here  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

4  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amid  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

125  The  Sun  of  righteousness. 

1  Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing, — 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. 

2  Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise, — 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies; 
With  angelic  hosts  proclaim, — 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

3  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored, — 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord; 
Vail'd  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see; 
Hail,  incarnate  Deity  ! 

4  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace  ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, — 
Bisen  with  healinc  io  his  wings. 


5  Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home ; 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Reinstate  us  in  thv  love. 


[5(5  Ascension  day. 

1  Hail  the  day  that  sees  Him  rise, 
Ravish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes  ! 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
lleascends  his  native  heaven. 

2  There  the  pompous  triumph  waits  : 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Circled  round  with  angel  powers, 
Their  triumphant  Lord  and  ours, 
Conqu'ror  over  death  and  sin, — 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

5  See,  he  lifts  his  hands  above  ! 
See,  he  shows  the  prints  of  love  I 
Hark,  his  gracious  lips  bestow 

Blessings  on  his  Church  below  ! 


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3  Jesus,  let  my  nature  feel 

Thou  art  God  unchangeable  : 
Jah,  Jehovah,  great  I  AM, 
Speak  into  my  soul  thy  Name. 

4  Grant  that  every  moment  I 

May  believe  and  feel  thee  nigh  ; 
Steadfastly  behold  thy  face, 
'Stablish'd  with  abiding  grace. 

1040         God's  wonders  on  the  deep. 

They  that  toil  upon  the  deep, 
And,  in  vessels  light  and  frail, 

O'er  the  mighty  waters  sweep, 
With  the  billow  and  the  gale, — 

2  Mark  what  wonders  God  performs, 

When  he  speaks ;  and,  unconfined, 
Rush  to  battle  all  his  storms, 
In  the  chariots  of  the  wind. 

3  Up  to  heaven  their  bark  is  whirl'd, 

On  the  mountains  of  the  wave; 
Down  as  suddenly  'tis  hurl'd, 
To  th'  abysses  of  the  grave. 

4  Then  unto  the  Lord  they  cry ; 

He  inclines  a  gracious  ear, 
Sends  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 
Rescues  them  from  all  their  fear. 


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5   O  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord, 
For  his  goodness  to  their  race  ; 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word, 
And  the  riches  of  his  srace. 


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1037  Embarking. 

1  Lord,  whom  wind  and  seas  obey, 
Guide  us  through  the  watery  way  ; 
In  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 

Hide,  and  bring  us  safe  to  land. 

2  Jesus,  let  our  faithful  mind 
Rest,  on  thee  alone  reclined  : 
Every  anxious  thought  repress  ; 
Keep  our  souls  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Keep  the  souls  whom  now  we  leave ; 
Bid  them  to  each  other  cleave  ; 

Bid  them  walk  on  life's  rough  sea ; 
Bid  them  come  by  faith  to  thee. 

4  Save,  till  all  these  tempests  end, 
All  who  on  thy  love  depend  ; 
Waft  our  happy  spirits  o'er; 
Land  us  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

Doxology. 
Sing  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holv  Ghost 


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1  Jesus.  Lord,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 

Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove  : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here, 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, — 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  : 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, — 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  for  each  other  care  : 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear: 
To  thy  Church  the  pattern  give; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pnde, 
Let  Qi  i wide; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, — 
All  the  bights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  a 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 


502  Perfect  submission . 

1  When,  my  Savior,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  ? 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise  ? 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ? 
Only  guided  by  thy  light  V 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might  ? 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know, 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow  : 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  1  may  with  thee  be  one : — 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  hights  of  holiness; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove, 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love- 

1  Thou  that  dost  my  life  prolong, 
Kindly  aid  my  morning  song  ; 
Thankful  from  my  couch  I  rise, 
To  the  God  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Gently,  with  the  dawning  ray, 
On  my  soul  Thy  beams  display  ; 
Sweeter  than  the  smiling  morn, 
Let  Thy  cheering  light  return. 


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Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 
As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 
Show  me  what  I  have  to  do  ; 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, — 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 


248    Life  and  immortality  brought  to  light. 

1  Day  of  God !  thou  blessed  day, 
At  thy  dawn  the  grave  gave  way 
To  the  power  of  Him  within, 
Who  had,  sinless,  bled  for  sin. 

2  Thine  the  radiance  to  illume 
First,  for  man,  the  dismal  tomb, 
When  its  bars  their  weakness  own'd, 
There  revealing  death  dethroned. 

3  Then  the  Sun  of  righteousness 
Rose,  a  darken'd  world  to  bless, 
Bringing  up  from  mortal  night 
Immortality  and  light. 

4  Day  of  ojlory,  day  of  power, 
Sacred  be  thine  every  hour, — 
Emblem,  earnest,  of  the  rest 
That  remaineth  for  the  blest. 


534  Panting  for  purity . 

1  Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 

Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, — 
As  thou  art,  so  let  us  be  ! 

2  Jesus,  see  my  panting  breast ; 
See,  I  pant  in  thee  to  rest ; 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean  ; 
Cleanse  me  now  from  every  sin. 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  wav'ring  mind  ; 
To  thy  cross  my  spirit  bind  : 
Earthly  passions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  my  soul  in  love. 

4  Dust  and  ashes  though  we  be, 
Full  of  sin  and  misery, 

Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God ; 
Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood ! 

112       Eternal  praises  to  the  Most  High . 

1  Thee  to  laud  in  songs  divine 
Angels  in  thy  presence  join  : 
We  with  them  our  voices  raise, 
Echo  thine  eternal  praise. 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  adored : 
Thus,  with  them,  we  ever  cry, 
Glorv  be  to  God  most  hiidi ! 


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45  The  Lord  our  w'jMjOMWUM, 

1  In  thy  presence  we  appear  ; 
Lord  !  we  love  to  worship  here, 
When,  within  the  vail,  we  meet 
Thee  upon  thy  mercy-seat. 

I  While  thy  glorious  Name  ii  sung, 
Touch  our  lips,  and  loose  our  tongue  j 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  Mess 
Thee,  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 

3  While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend ; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intereedes  ; 
Hear  us,  lor  thy  Spirit  pleads. 

4  While  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
And  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  thy  Gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

5  While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  through  thy  name, 
In  their  voices  let  us  own 

Jesus,"  speaking  from  the  throne. 

6  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn; 
That  at  evening  we  may  say, — 
We  have  walk'd  with  God  to-day. 


152  Jf  we  suffer  with  Him, we  shall  reign  withHim. 

1  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  today, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say : 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high  ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens, — and  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, — 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won : 
Lo  !  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er  , 

Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, — 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell : 

1  >-  ah  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Christ  hath  opeu'd  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King  ; 
Where,  0  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  sive  ; 
Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave? 

5  S  •  ow  where  Christ  has  led, 
Follow  our  exalted  head  ; 

Blade  like  bim,  like  him  we  rise; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

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1  On  this  stone,  now  laid  with  prayer, 
Let  thy  church  rise,  strong  and  fair; 
Ever,  Lord,  thy  Name  be  known, 
Where  we  lay  this  corner-stone. 

2  Let  thy  holy  Child,  who  came 
Man  from  error  to  reclaim, 
And  tor  sinners  to  atone, 

Bless,  with  thee,  this  corner-stone. 

3  May  thy  Spirit  here  give  rest 
To  the  heart  by  sin  oppress'd, 
And  the  seeds  of  truth  be  sown, 
Where  we  lay  this  corner-stone. 

4  Open  wide,  O  God,  thy  door, 
For  the  outcast  and  the  poor, 
Who  can  call  no  house  their  own, 
Where  we  lay  this  corner-stone. 

5  By  wise  master-builders  squared, 
Here  be  living  stones  prepared 
For  the  temple  near  thy  throne; — 
Jesus  Christ  its  corner-stone. 


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1  God  of  Love,  who  nearest  prayer,] 
Kindly  for  thy  people  care, 

Who  on  thee  alone  depend  : 
Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end. 

2  Save  us  in  the  prosp'rous  hour, 
From  the  flatt'ring  tempter's  power; 
From  his  unsuspected  wiles, — 
From  the  world's  pernicious  smiles, 

3  Save  us  from  the  great  and  wise, 
Till  they  sink  in  their  own   eyes, 
Tamely  to  thy  yoke  submit, 
Lay  their  honor  at  thy  feet. 

4  Never  let  the  world  break  in ; 
Fix  a  mighty  gulf  between  ; 
Keep  us  little  and  unknown, 
Prized  and  loved  by  God  alone. 

5  Let  us  still  to  thee  look  up, — 

Thee,  thy  Israel's  strength  and  hope  J 
Nothing  know,  or  seek,  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 

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Praise  eternal  as  his  love  ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host,— 
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3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away, — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth, — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  morning  come  ? 
No  ! — the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amid  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

15  Let  all  (he people  praise  Him. 

1  Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  Name, 

For  his  mercies,  firm  and  sure  ; 
From  eternity  the  same. 
To  eternity  endure. 

2  Let  the  ransomed  thus  rejoice, 

Gathered  out  of  every  land ; 
As  the  people  of  his  choice, 
Plucked  from  the  destroyers  hand. 


3  Let  the  elders  praise  the  Lord, 

Him  let  all  the  people  praise, 
When  they  meet,  with  one  accord, 
In  his  courts  on  holy  days. 

4  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love  ; 

Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneath  ; 
Praise  him  in  the  hights  above  ; 

Praise  your  Maker,  all  that  breathe. 

5  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 

Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand, 
Like  his  own  eternity. 

966  Prayer  and  praise. 

1  Lord  of  Tiosts  !  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise  : 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare, 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread  : 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  6hall  gird  the  land: 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 


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4  Hallelujah  !  earth  and  si 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply  : 
Hallelujah  !   bence  ascend 
Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 


57  For  a 

1  Lord  !  v.  :  ore  thee  now  ; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  how  ; 

Oh  '  tat  Bait  disdain  ; — 

Shall  we  ieek  thee,  Lord  !   in  vain  ? 

2  Lord  !  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassi  in,  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace  ; 
Tune  our  Lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 

\  .  here  we  stay  ; 

rd!   we  know  not  how  to  go, 

Till  a  Messing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message,  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

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


838  The  pilgrim's  song. 

1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing  ; 
Sing  our  Savior's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  "We  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  lathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  6ee. 

3  Oye  banished  seed,  be  glad  ; 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made: 
I-  ••  our  flesh  assumes, — 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  ; 
Jesus  Chri-t.  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 


I  5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  tearing  all  below  : 

Only  "thou  our  loader  be, 
Ana  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

519  The  image  of  God. 

1  Father  of  eternal  grace, 

Glorify  thyself  m  me  ; 
Sweetly  beaming  in  my  face. 
May  the  world  thine  image  see. 

2  Happy  only  in  thy  love, 

Poor,  unfriendi-d,  or  unknown  : 
Fix  my  thoughts  on  things  above  j 
Stay  my  heart  on  thee  alone. 

3  To  thy  gracious  will  resigned — 

All  thy  will  by  me  he  done  ; 
Give  me,  Lord,  the  perfect  mind 
Of  thy  well-beloved  Son. 

4  Counting  gain  and  glory  loss, 

May  I  tread  the  path  he  trod ; 
Die  with  Jesus  on  the  cross, — 
Rise  with  him  to  live  with  God. 

282  Pardon — grace — glory. 

1  Sons  of  God,  triumphant  rise  ; 
Shout  th'  accomplished  sacrifice  ; 
Shout  your  sins  in  Christ  forgiven, — 
Sons  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven. 

2  Love's  mysterious  work  is  done  ; 
Greet  we  now  th'  atoning  Son  ; 
Healed  and  quickened  by  his  blood, 
Joined  to  Christ,  and  one  with  God. 

3  Him  by  faith  we  taste  below, 
Mightier  joys  ordained  to  know  ; 
When  his  utmost  grace  we  prove, 
Rise  to  heaven  by  perfect  love. 


1 125  For  a  general  Blessing. 

1  Now  may  he  who  from  the  dead 

Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
JesiH  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  60uls  in  safety  keep. 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight ; 
Make  us  perfect  in  his  will, 
And  preserve  us  day  and  night. 

3  To  that  great  Redeemer's  praise, 

Who  the  covenant  sealed  with  blood, 
Let  our  hearts  and  voi<<  s  raise 
Loud  thanksgivings  to  our  God. 


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2  Though  unworthy  of  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing* 

3  While  on  earth  ordain'd  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  dwell  with  thee, 
Till  we  all  thy  glory  see. 

4  Then,  with  angel-harps  again, 
We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain ; 
There,  in  joyful  songs  of  praise. 
Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 

1 122  Tribute  of  praise  at  parting. 

1  Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise, 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  thee,  thou  God  of  heaven, 
Be  eternal  glory  given  : 
Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 
May  our  hearts  be  ever  thine. 


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333  The  danger  of  delay. 

1  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise ! 

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  evening's  stage  be  run* 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  fail  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  bejiun. 


258  Little  ones  brought  to  Jesus, 

1  Jesus,  kind,  inviting  Lord, 
We  with  joy  obey  thy  word, 
And  in  earliest  infancy 
Bring  our  little  ones  to  thee. 

2  Born  they  are,  as  we,  in  sin  ; 
Make  th'  unconsious  lepers  clean  ; 
Purchase  of  thy  blood  they  are,— 
Let  them  in  thy  glory  share. 


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Parting  of  Christians. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Lot  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eve  and  heart 
Of  oar  ever-present  friend. 

2  Jesus !    hear  our  humble  prayer  ; 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep  ! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 

All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong; 

Sweeten  rvery  eross  and  pain  ; 
Grant,  that  if  we  live,  ere  long 
We  may  meet  in  peace  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 

Joyful  songs  to  thee  shall  rise, 
And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  regards  our  humble  cries. 


403         Mercy  for  the  chief  of  sinners. 

1  Depth  of  mercy  !  can  there  be 
Merry  stall  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace  ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face  , 
"Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament ; 
Now  my  ioul  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

4  Kindled  his  relentings  are  ; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare ; 
Cries,  How  shall  I  give  thee  up  ? — 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

5  There  for  me  the  Savior  stands  ; 
Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands; 
God  is  love  !  I  know,  I  feel; 

Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

272  Discerning  the  Lord's  body. 

1  Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Magnify  thy  dying  word  ; 
In  thine  ordinance  appear; 
Come,  and  meet  thy  ioll'wers  here. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  hast  enjoin'd, 
Let  us  now  our  Savior  find ; 
Drink  thy  blood  for  sinners  shed, 
Taste  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

8  Thou  onr  faithful  hearts  prepare  ; 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare, 
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Thou  that  hast  for  sinners  died, 
Show  thyself  the  Crucified  ! 

4  All  the  power  of  sin  remove  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love ; 
Stamp  us  with  the  stamp  divine; 
Seal  our  souls  forever  thine. 

335  Why  trill  ye  die  ? 

1  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
Got!,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live ; 

2  He  the  fatal  cause  demands  ; 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands,— 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

3  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Savior,  asks  you  why  ? 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself,  that  ye  might  live. 

4  Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  V 
Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

5  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  V 
He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Urged  you  to  embrace  his  love. 

6  Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
"Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 

O  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 


1104     Signs  of  approaching  judgment. 

1  In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 

Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be  ; 
Earth  shall  (juake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 

Toss'd  with  stronger  tempests,  rise 
Wilder  storms  the  mountain  sweep, 
Louder  thunders  rock  the  skies. 

3  Dread  alarms  shall  shake  the  proud, 

Pale  amazement,  restless  fear; 
And,  amid  the  thunder-cloud, 
Shall  the  Judge  of  men  appear. 

4  But  though  from  his  awful  face 

Heaven  shall  fade,  and  earth  shall  fly, 
Fear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race, 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh. 


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3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise, 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near  , 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

"While  we  in  thy  house  appear ; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints  : 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

T14  Hand  in  hand  to  heaven. 

1   Centre  of  our  hopes  thou  art , 
End  of  our  enlarged  desires: 
Stamp  thine  image  on  our  heart ; 
Fill  us  now  with  heavenly  fires : 
Join'd  to  thee  by  love  divine, 
Seal  our  souls  forever  thine. 


All  our  works  in  thee  be  wrought, — 

Levell'd  at  one  common  aim  : 
Every  word  and  every  thought 

Purge  in  the  refining  flame  : 
Lead  us,  through  the  paths  of  peace; 
On  to  perfect  holiness. 
Let  us  all  together  rise, — 

To  thy  glorious  life  restored  ; 
Here  regain  our  Paradise, — 

Here  prepare  to  meet  our  Lord: 
Here  enjoy  the  earnest  given  : 
Travel  hand  in  hand  to  heaven. 


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Praise  the  Name  of  God  most  high; 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost : 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last 


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2  Vilest  of  the  sinful  • 

Lo  !  I  answer  to  thy  call : 
Afe  tnesl  i 1  of  thy  urace, 

Grace  divinely  free  lor  all ; 
Lo  !  I  come  to  do  thy  will, 
All  thy  counsel  to  fulfil. 

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j  to  thy  great  plory  live, 
All  my  actions  sanctity, 

All  inv  words  and  thoughts  receive  ; 
Claim  me  for  thy  service,  claim 
All  1  have,  and  all  I  am. 

4  Take  my  soul  and  body's  powers  ; 

my  mem'ry.  mind,  and  will  ; 
All  my  (goods,  and  all  mv  hours  ; 

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All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do  ; 
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767  Weak  and  helpless. 

1  Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  urant; 
Still  supply  my  every  want ; 
Tree  of  life,  thine  influence  shed: 
From  thy  fulness  I  am  fed, 

Tree  of  life  thine  influence  shed: 
From  thy  fulness  I  am  fed. 

2  Unsustain'd  by  thee,  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call; 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  vwry  moment  need, 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

3  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend; 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end; 
Give  me  persevering  jirace  ; 
Take  the  everlasting  praise, 
(Jive  me  persevering  grace  ; 
Take  the  everlasting  praise* 


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2  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 

Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue  ? 
Open  all  his  wounds  again, 

And  the  shameful  cross  renew  ? 
No  ;  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part ; 
Savior,  take  my  broken  heart. 

409  Clinging  to  the  cross. 

1  Rock  of  aires,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, — 

Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, — 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, — 
These  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  : 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring ; 
■Simply  to  the  cross  I  cling. 


3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, — 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 
In  darkness. 

1  Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 

Firmly  fixed  no  more  to  move  ; 
Then  my  Savior  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  filled  with  love ; 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  praise. 

2  Savior,  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  j 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 


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2  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne- 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 
On  his  pierced  body  laid, 

Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  ; 
Bow  the  knee, — embrace  the  Son — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

3  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board, 
See  with  richest  bounty  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  press'd, 
Thou  shalt  be  a  child  eonfess'd, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam  ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 

313  Fly  to  Jesus. 

1  Weary  souls,  that  wander  wide 
From  the  central  point  of  bliss ; 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified  ; 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his  : 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood  ; 
Rise,  into  the  life  of  God. 

2  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace, 
Peace  unspeakable,  unknown ; 
By  his  pain  he  gives  you  ease, 
Life  by  his  expiring  groan  : 
Ri-e  exalted  by  his  fall  ; 

Find  in  Christ  our  all  in  all. 


3  O  believe  the  record  true, 
God  to  you  his  Son  has  given ; 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too, 
Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven : 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

4  This  the  universal  bliss, 
Bliss  for  every  soul  design'd  ; 
Goal's  original  promise  this, 
God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind  : 
Blest  in  Christ  this  moment  be, 
Blest  to  all  eternity. 

434  The  covenant  of  grace  signed  and  sealed. 

1  Jesus  Christ,  who  stands  between 
Angry  Heaven  and  guilty  men, 
Undertakes  to  buy  our  peace ; 
Gives  the  covenant  of  grace  ; 
Ratifies  and  makes  it  good  ; 
Signs  and  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  Life  his  healing  blood  imparts, 
Sprinkled  in  our  peaceful  hearts  ; 
Abel's  blood  for  vengeance  cried  ; 
Jesus  speaks  us  justified  ; 
Speaks  and  calls  for  better  things  ; 
Makes  us  prophets,  priests,  and  kings. 


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27ie  sony  of  jubilee. 


1  Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee  ; 

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  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies : 
See  Jehovah's  banners  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  heavens  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. 

1  Men  !  whose  boast  it  is,  that  ye 
Come  of  fathers  brave  and  free, 
If  there  breathe  on  earth  a  slave, 
Are  ye  truly  free  and  brave  V 


If  ye  do  not  feel  the  chain 
When  it  works  a  brother's  pain, 
Are  ye  not  base  slaves,  indeed — 
Slaves  unworthy  to  be  freed  ? 
Is  true  freedom  but  to  break 
Fetters  for  our  own  dear  sake, 
And  with  leathern  hearts  forget 
That  we  owe  mankind  a  debt  ? 
No  !  true  freedom  is  to  ^hare 
All  the  chains  our  brothers  wear, 
And  with  heart  and  hand  to  be 
Earnest  to  make  others  free ! 


984  The  banner  of  the  cross. 

1  Go,  ye  messengers  of'  God ; 

Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly  ; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod  ; 

Wave  the  banner  cross  on  high. 
Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile, 

And  th'  oppress'd  forever  weep. 

2  O'er  the  pagan's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven; 
Chase  away  his  wild  despair; 

Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven. 
Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  on  the  palmy  East, 
High  the  bleeding  cross  display  ; 

Spread  the  Gospel's  richest  feaat. 


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2  Turn,  he  cries,  ye  sinners,  turn  : 
By  his  life,  your  (iod  hath  sworn; 
He  would  have  you  turn  and  live; 
He  would  all  the  world  receive. 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  l»e  you  to  life  invite  ? 
Would  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cry, — 
Why  will  ye  resolvp  to  die  ? 

3  What  could  your  Redeemer  do, 
More  than  he  hath  done  for  you? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  (iod, 
Could  lie  more  than  shed  his  blood  ? 
After  all  his  flow  of  love, — 

All  his  drawings  from  above, 
Why  will  ye  your  Lord  deny? 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  ? 


535  The  mind  thai  was  in  Christ. 

1  Jesus,  plant  and  root  in  me 
All  the  mind  that  was  in  thee  ; 
Settled  peace  I  then  shall  find; 
Jesus'  is  a  quiet  mind. 
Anger  I  no  more  shall  feel, — 
Always  even,  always  still  ; 
Meekly  on  my  God  reclined  ;  # 
Jesus  is  a  gentle  mind. 

2  Lowly,  loving,  meek,  and  pure, 
I  shall  to  the  end  endure  ; 

he  no  more  to  sin  inclined  ; 
,     Jesus'  is  a  constant  mind. 
1  shall  fully  be  restored 
To  the  image  of  my  Lord  ; 
Witnessing  to  all  mankind, 
Jesus'  is  a  perfect  mind. 


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2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came  : 

Washed  their  robes,  by  faith,  below, 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, — 

Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow  ; 
Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne  ; 

Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night  : 
God  resides  among  his  own, 

God  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 

TOG  Many,  but  one.  4 

1  Christ,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Perfecting  the  saints  below, 

Hear  us,  who  thy  nature  share, — 
Who  thy  mysticbody  are. 
Join  us,  in  one  Spirit,  join  ; 
Let  us  still  receive  of  thine  : 
Still  for  more  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  who  filleat  all  in  all. 

2  Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide  : 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide  : 
Placed  according  to  thy  will, 

Let  us  all  our  work  fulfil :  * 

Never  from  our  office  move : 
Needful  to  each  other  prove  : 
Let  us  daily  growth  receive, — 
More  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 


3  Swiftly  may  we  all  agree, 

Touched  with  softest  sympathy  ; 
Kindly  for  each  other  care ; 
Every  member  feel  its  6hare. 
Many  are  we  now  and  one, 
We  who  Jesus  have  put  on  : 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall ; 
Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  in  all. 

934      Partnership  of  the  saints  in  light. 

1  Jesus  is  our  common  Lord ; 

He  our  loving  Savior  is  ; 
By  his  death  to  life  restored, 

Misery  we  exchange  for  bliss  ; — 
Bliss  to  carnal  minds  unknown  ; 

0  'tis  more  than  tongue  can  tell ; 
Only  to  believers  shown, — 

Glorious  and  unspeakable. 

2  Christ,  our  Brother  and  our  Friend, 

Shows  us  his  eternal  love  : 
Never  shall  our  triumphs  end, 

Till  we  take  our  seats  above. 
Let  us  walk  with  him  in  white  ; 

For  our  bridal  day  prepare  ; 
For  our  partnership  in  light, — 

For  our  glorious  meeting  there. 


THE  AMERICAN  HYMN  AND  TUNE  BOOK. 


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1  Jee  with  ;ill  his  gray 
Comes  t  i  Bave  a  fallen  n 
Object  of  our  glorious  hope, 

lift  us  up. 
Let  the  living  Biones  cry  out ; 

;   Abrah'm  Bhoui  : 
Praise  we  all  our  lowly  King  ; 
<Ji\e  him  thanks,  rejoice,  and  sing. 

2  W<  are  now  his  lawful  right : 
Walk  as  children  of  the  light ; 
W  e  Bhall  b  i  'ii  obtain  the  grace, 
Pure  in  heart,  to  see  his  face. 
We  shall  gain  our  calling's  prise  ; 
At":  all  Bhall  r 

Filled  with  joy,  and  love,  and  peace, 
Perfected  in  holiness. 

3  Let  us  then  rejoice  in  hope  ; 

tfustlv  t  -  i  Ihrist  look  up  ; 

Trust  to  be  redeemed  from  Bin, 
Wait  till  he  appear  within. 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  perfect  day  ; 

Let  thy  every  servant  say, — 
I  have  now  obtained  the  power, 
Born  of  God,  to  sin  no  more. 


936      Saints  and  angels  round  the  throne. 

1  Lift  your  eyes  of  faith,  and  see 
Saints  and  angels  joined  in  one: 
W  hat  a  countless  company 

.  .n  dazzling  throne  ! 
Each  -  Savior  sta 

All  in  whi     -  -  arrayed  ; 

:  alms  they  carry  in  their  hands. 
Crowns  of  glory  on  their  head. 

;  the  endless  song  ; 
Cry  aloud,  in  heavenly  lays, — 
'■  Slory  doth  to  <  Sod  belong  ; 

a  v  .•.  ior  j  raise  : 
All  salvation  from  him  came. — 

Him  who  0  high 

Glory  1 1  the  bleeding  Lamb, — 
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Loll'd  with  the  transporting  sound, 

They  their  sil-.nt  homage  pay  : 


Prostrate  on  their  face,  he  fore 

1  and  his  Messiah  fall  ; 
Then  in  hymns  of  praise  adore, — 
Shout  the  Lamb  that  died  for  all. 


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Sweet  counsel. 


1  Glory  be  to  God  above, 

1,  from  whom  all  Nestings  flow 
Make  wo  mention  of   his  love  ; 
Publish  we  his  praise  W-low  : 

Called  together  by  his  grace, 
We  are  met  in  Jesus'  name; 

See  with  joy  each  other's  face, 
FolTwere  of  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

2  Let  us  then  sweet  counsel  take, 

How  to  make  our  calling  sure  ; 
Our  election  how  to  make, 

Past  the  reach  of  hell,  secure: 
Build  we  each  the  other  up  ; 

Pray  we  for  our  faith" s  increase  ; 
Solid  comfort,  settled  hope. 

Constant  joy,  and  lasting  peace. 

3  More  and  more  let  love  abound : 

Let  us  never,  never  rest, 
Till  we  are  in  Jesus  found, 

Of  our  paradise  possessed  : — 
He  removes  the  flaming  sword, 

Calls  us  hack,  from  Eden  driven ; 
To  his  image  here  restored, 

Soon  he  takes  us  up  to  heaven. 


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1  Light  of  life, — seraphic  fire, — 

Love  divine. — thyself  impart : 
Every  hunting  soul  inspire; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart: 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gl     'in  : 
Son  of  G  r!  apj  ear  ! — 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come  in  this  8  ur  ; 

g  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  |  ower, 

ing  out  the  seeds  of  sin  : 

Nothing  more  can  we  require, — 
We  w  ill  covet  nothing  I 

De  thou  all  o  >, — 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 


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Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Trav'ler,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams,  alone, 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Trav'ler,  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth, 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Trav'ler,  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wand'ring  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Trav'ler.  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  .'  The  Son  of  God  is  come. 


720        Mutual  love  the  bond  of  union. 

1  While  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 

God  our  hearts  doth  still  unite  : 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove, — 

Fellowship  in  Jesus'  love  : 
Sweetly  each,  with  each  combined, 

In  the  bonds  of  duty  joined, 
Feels  the  cleansing  blood  applied  ;- 

Daily  feels  that  Christ  hath  died. 

2  Still,  O  Lord,  our  faith  increase  ; 

Cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness  : 
Thee  th'  unholy  cannot  see  ; 

Make,  O  make  us  meet  for  thee  : 
Every  vile  affection  kill  ; 

Root  out  every  seed  of  ill ; 
Utterly  abolish  sin  ; 

Write  thv  law  of  love  within. 


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S  Hence  may  all  oar  actions  flow; 

Love  ili«'  proof  that  Christ  we  know; 
Mutual  love  the  token  be, 

;.  that  we  belong  to  thee  : 
Love,  thine  image,  love  impart, 

Stamp  it  now  on  every  heart : 
(  nly  love  to  ns  be  given  : 

Lonl,  we  ask  do  o  her  heaven. 

388  Th,   only  refuge. 

1  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul. 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  waters  near  me  roll. 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  ()  my  Savior,  hide, 

Till  tin-  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  gnide, 

()  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee: 
Leave,  <  >  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd  ; 

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

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want: 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

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

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

Thou  ait  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  rienteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, — 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound; 

Make  anil  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 

■ly  tel  me  take  of  thee  : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart; 
to  all  eternity. 


153   C     Jbrt  a  rising  from  a  sense  of  pardon. 

1  Happy  soul  who  sees  the  day, 

The  glad  day  of  gospel  grace  : 
Thee,  my  Lord,  thou  then  wilt  say, 

Thee  will  I  forever  praise  j 
Though  thy  wrath  against  me  burn'd, 

Thou  dost  comfort  me  again; 
All  thy  wrath  aside  is  turn'd, — 

Thou  hast  blotted  out  my  sin. 

2  Me,  behold  :  thy  mercy  spares; 

Jesus  my  salvation  is  ; 
Hence,  my  doubts  ;  away,  my  fears  ; 
Jesus  is  become  my  peace  ; 


Jah,  Jehovah,  is  my  Lord, 

Ever  merciful,  and  just ; 
1  will  lean  upon  his  word  ; 

1  will  on  his  promise  trust. 

1002  The  mud  glorified. 

\  s  e  Ida-  greal  a  flame  aspires, 

Kindled  by  a  spark  of  grace  ! 
Jesus'  love  the  nations  (ires. — 

Seta  the  kingdoms  on  a  blaze. 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  he  came; 

Kindled  in  some  hearts  it  is  : 
O  that  all  might  catch  the  flame, 

All  partake  the  glorious  bliss  ! 

2  When  he  first  the  work  begun, 

Small  and  feeble  was  his  day  : 
Now  the  word  doth  swiftly  run  ; 

Now  it  wins  its  widening   way: 
More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail  ; 
Sin's  strongholds  it  now  o'erthrows, — 

Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

3  Sons  of  God,  your  Savior  praise  ! 

He  the  door  hath  open'd  wide; 
He  hath  given  the  word  of  grace ; 

Jesus'  word  is  glorified. 
Jesus'  mighty  to  redeem, 

He  alone  the  work  hath  wrought ; 
Worthy  is  the  work  of  him, — 

Him  who  spake  a  Avorld  from  naught. 

4  Saw  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 

Little  as  a  human  hand  V 
Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, — 

Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  land ; 
Lo  !  the  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  above  ; 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 

All  the  Spirit  of  his  love. 

1092  Absent  from  the  body — pres,  vJ  with  the  Lord. 

1  Lo  !  the  pris'ner  is  released, 

Lightened  of  his  fleshly  load; 
Where  the  weary   are  at  rest, 

lb'  is  gathered  into  God  ! 
Lo  !  the  pain  of  life  is  past, 

All  his  warfare  now  is  o'er: 
Death  and  hell  behind  are  cast; 

Grief  and  sufTring  are  no  more. 

2  Join  we  then,  with  one  accord, 

In  the  new  and  joyful  son;;  ; 
Absent  from  our  loving  Lord, 

We  shall  not  continue  long; 
We  shall  quit  the  house  of  clay, 

We  a  better  lot  shall  >hare, 
We  -hall  see  the  realm-  of' day, 

Meet  our  happy  brother  there. 


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2  As  the  winged  arrow  ffiei 
Speed il}  the  mark  to  find  : 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, 
Swiftly  thus  onr  fleeting  days 

ir  ns  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upward,  L  rd,  onr  spirits  raise  ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

8  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view* 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old  ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Savior's  love: 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  reign  with  thee  above. 


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Clothed  with  immortality. 

1  Spirit,  leave  thy  house  of  clay  ; 

Ling'ring  dust,  resign  thy  breath: 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  away  ; 

Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death  :- 
Thus  the  mighty  Savior  speaks, 

While  the  faithful  Christian  dies  ; 
Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks, 

And  the  ransom'd  captive  flies. 

2  Pris'ner,  long  detain'd  below, 

Pris'ner,  now  with  freedom  blest, 
Welcome  from  a  world  of  wo ; 

Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest : — 
Thus  the  choir  of  angels  sing, 

As  they  bear  the  soul  on  high, 
While  with  hallelujahs  ring 

All  the  regions  of  the  sky. 

3  Grave,  the  guardian  of  our  dust, 

ive.  the  treasury  of  the  skies, 
Every  atom  of  thy  trust 

Bests  in  hope  again  to  rise  : 
Hark  !  the  judgment  trumpet  calls— 

;!,  rebuild  thy  house  of  clay  ; 
Immortality  thy  walls. 
And  eternity  thy  day. 


C74  The  dying  believer. 

1   Deathlens  spirit,  now  arise  : 

S  ax,  thou  native  of  the  skies — 
Pearl  of  price  by  Jesus  bought. 
To  hi-  glorious  likeness  wrought: — 


Go  to  shine  before  the  throne; 
Deck  the  Mediator's  crown  \ 
Go,  his  triumphs  to  adorn  ; 
Made  for  Goo,  to  God  return. 

2  Angels,  jo\ful  to  attend, 
Ho\'ring  round  thy  pillow  bend  ; 
Wait  to  catch  the  signal  '.riven, 

And  convey  thee  quick  to  heaven. 
Burst  thy  shackles:  drop  thy  clay; 
Sweetly  breathe  thyself  away  ; 
Singing,  to  thy  crown  remove, 
Swift  of  wing,  and  fired  with  love. 

3  Shudder  not  to  pass  the  stream  : 
Venture  all  thy  care  on  Him — 
Him,  whose  dying  love  and  power 
Still'd  its  tossing,  hush'd  its  roar. 
Safe  is  the  expanded  wave, — 
Gentle  as  a  summer's  eve  ; 

Not  one  object  of  his  care 
Ever  sufler'd  shipwreck  there. 

4  See  the  haven  full  in  view  : 

Love  divine  shall  bear  thee  through  : 
Trust  to  that  propitious  gale  ; 
Weigh  thine  anchor,  spread  thy  sail. 
Saints  in  glory,  perfect  made, 
Wait  thy  passage  through  the  shade; 
Swiftly  to  their  wish  be  given ; 
Kindle  higher  joy  in  heaven. 


1078    Blessedness  of  those  icho  die  in  the  Lord. 

1  Hark  !  a  voice  divides  the  sky  : 

Happy  are  the  faithful  dead! 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die, 

They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed  ; 
Them  the  Spirit  hath  declared 

Blest,  unutterably  blest ; 
Jesus  is  their  great  reward, 

Jesus  is  their  endless  rest. 

2  Follow'd  by  their  works  they  iro, 

Where  their  Head  is  gone  before; 
Reconciled  by  grace  below, 

;  ••  hath  open'd  mercy's  door; 
Justified  through  faith  alone. 

Here  they  knew  their  sina  forgiven  ; 
Here  they  laid  their  burden  down, 

Ilallow'd,  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 


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Bending   from  thy   throne  on  high,  Hear    us  when    to   Thee  we     cry. 


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By  Thy  human  grief's  and  fears. 
By  Thy  fasting  and  distress 

In  the  lonely  wilderness, 
By  Thy  viet'ry  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power  : 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

3  By  Thine  hour  of  dark  despair, 
By  Thine  agony  of  prayer  ; 

By  the  cross,  the  nail,  the  thorn, 
Piercing  spear,  and  robe  of  scorn ; 
By  the  gloom  that  vaiPd  the  skies 
O'er  the  perfect  sacrifice, — 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye  ; 
Hear,  O  hear  our  humble  cry. 

3  By  Thy  deep,  expiring  groan  ; 
By  the  seal'd,  sepulchral  stone  ; 
By  Thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
By  Thy  power  from  death  to  save  : 
Mighty  God,  ascended  Lord, 
To  Thy  throne  in  heaven  restored, 
Prince  and  Savior,  hear  our  cry, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 


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539         Cut  short  the  work  in  righteousness. 

1  Savior  of  the  sin-sick  soul, 

Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole ; 
Finish  thy  great  work  of  grace ; 
Cut  it  short  in  righteousness. 
Speak  the  second  time, — Be  clean  ! 
Take  away  my  inbred  sin  ; 
Every  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Cast  it  out  by  perfect  love. 

2  Nothing  less  will  I  require ; 
Nothing  more  can  I  desire  : 
None  but  Christ  to  me  be  given  ; 
None  but  Christ  in  earth  or  heaven. 
O  that  I  might  now  decrease  ! 

O  that  all  I  am  might  cease  ! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall ; 
Let  my  Lord  be  all  in  all ! 

Doxology. 
Sing  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  ; 
Praise  the  Name  of  God  most  high  ; 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky  ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost: 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 


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269 


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2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 
Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  All  the  tokens  of  his  passion 

Still  his  dazzling  body  bears  ; 
Cause  of  endless  exultation 
To  his  ransomed  worshippers  ; 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  those  glorious  scars. 

4  Yea,  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 

lli^h  on  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Savior,  take  the  power  and  glory; 
Make  thy  righteous  sentence  known 

Jah  !   Jehovah  ! 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own. 


1127        For  the  fulness  of  peace  and  joy. 

1  Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 


Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 

0  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

1140  Doxology. 

Great  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, — 
God  the  Father.  God  the  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne: 

Endless  pri 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 


270     an     GREENVILLE.     8s,  7s  &  4.  Double. 


J.  J.  ROUSSEAU.  1775. 


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Je  -  sus    read-y  stands  to  save  you,  Full  of  pit  -  y,        love,  and  power  :  ) 


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2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome  ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, — 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigb,— 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  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  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all ; 
Not  the  righteous, — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Your  Redeemer  prostrate  lies ; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Here  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

It  is  finish'd  ! — 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 


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th'  incarnate  God.  ascending, 


Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood : 
Venture  on  him, — venture  freely  ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetlv  echo  with  his  name  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  mav  do  the  same. 


1126  For  the  Spirit  s  influences. 

1  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit ; 

Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed  ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Raise  the  weak. — the  hungry  feed ; 

From  the  Gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  O  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing 

Which  thy  word's  design'd  to  give  ; 
Let  us  all.  thy  love  possessing, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive, 

And  forever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 


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From  the  dust  the  dead  arise  : 
Millions,  out  of  silent  slumbers, 

Wake  in  overwhelm'd  surprise  ; 
Where  creation, 
Wreck'd  and  torn  in  ruin  lies! 

4  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Pare,  ineffable,  divine  : — 
See  the  mat  Archangel  bearing 
High  in  heaven  the  mystic  sign : 
Croat  of  Glory  ! 
Christ  be  in  that  moment  mine  ! 
6  Every  eye  shall  then  behold  Him 
Booed  in  awful  majesty  : 
Those  thai  set  at  naught,  and  sold  Him, 
Pierced  and  nail'd  Him  to  a  tree — 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see  ! 


Lo  !  the  last  long  separation  ! 

As  the  cleaving  crowds  divide  ; 
And  one  dread  adjudication 

Sends  eaeh  soul  to  either  side  ! 
Lord  of  mercy  ! 
How  shall  I  that  day  abide  ! 
O,  may  Thine  own  Bride  and  Spirit 

Then  avert  a  dreadful  doom — 
And  me  summon  to  inherit 

An  eternal  blissful  home  : — 
Ah  !  come  quickly  ! 
Let  thy  second  Advent  come  ! 
Yea,  Amen  !  Let  all  adore  Thee 

On  Thine  amaianthine  throne  ! 
Savior — take  the  power  and  glory, 

Claim  the  kingdom  for  Thine  own  1 
Men  and  angels 
Kneel  and  bow  to  Thee  alone  ! 


272 


LEICESTER.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 


CHARLES  D.  HACKETT,  Eng. 


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2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  us, 

From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  says  He'll  ne'er  forget  us, 

But  will  save  from  every  sin. 
Therefore  praise  Him — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

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

Soon  He'll  bring  thee  home  to  God  ! 
Therefore  praise  Him — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

4  O  that  I  could  now  adore  Him, 

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Who  for  ever  bow  before  Him, 
And  unceasing  sing  His  love  ! 

Happy  songsters  ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ? 


Mercy's  invitation. 
Hear,  O  sinner !  mercy  hails  you  ; 

Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls  ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Savior, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  fals  : 

Hear,  O  sinner  ! 
'Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 
See  !  the  storm  of  vengeance  gathering 

O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread ! 
Hark  !  the  awful  thunder  rolling 
Loud  and  louder  o'er  your  head  ! 

Turn,  O  sinner  ! 
Lest  the  lightning  strike  you  dead. 
Haste,  O  sinner  !  to  the  Savior  ; 

Seek  His  mercy  while  you  may ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over ; — 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away  ; 

Haste,  O  sinner  ! 
You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


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Da.  L.MASOX.1S24. 


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1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  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  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  waters  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  DehVrer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  bars  subside  : 
Bear  mo  through  the  swelling  current ; 

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1 12G  For  (he  Spirit's  influences. 

1  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit ; 

Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed  ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Raise  the  weak. — the  hungry  feed; 

From  the  Gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  O  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing 

Which  thy  word's  designed  to  give  ; 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 

Joyfully  the  truth  receive, 

And  forever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 


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See,  the  light  of  truth  is  breaking 
Full  and  clear  on  every  hand, 

And  the  voice  of  mercy  speaking, 
Now  is  heard  through  all  the  land  ; 

Firm  and  fearless, 
See  the  friends  of  freedom  stand. 

Lo,  the  nation  is  arousing 

From  its  slumber,  long  and  deep, 
And  the  friends  of  God  are  waking, 

Never,  never  more  to  sleep 
While  a  bondman 

In  his  chains  remains  to  weep. 

Long,  too  long  have  we  been  dreaming 
O'er  our  country's  sin  and  shame  ; 

Let  us  now,  the  time  redeeming, 
Press  the  helpless  captive's  claim, 

Till,  exulting, 
He  shall  cast  aside  his  chain. 


1 1 03     We  also  shall  appear  with  Him  in  glory. 

1  Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 

Partners  in  his  patience  here  : 
Christ,  to  all  believers  precious, 
Lord  of  lords,  shall  soon  appear : 

Mark  the  tokens 
Of  his  heavenly  kingdom  near. 

2  Sun  and  moon  are  both  confounded, 

Darken'd  into  endless  night, 
When,  with  angel-hosts  surrounded, 


In  his  Father's  glory  bright, 

Beams  the  Savior, 
Shines  the  everlasting  light. 

3  See  the  stars  from  heaven  falling ; 

Hark,  on  earth  the  doleful  cry  ; 
Men  on  rocks  and  mountains  calling, 
While  the  frowning  Judge  draws  nigh 

Hide  us,  hide  us, 
Rocks  and  mountains,  from  his  eye ! 

4  With  what  difFrent  exclamation 

Shall  the  saints  his  banner  see ! 
By  the  tokens  of  his  passion, 

By  the  marks  received  for  me  : — 

All  discern  him : 
All  with  shouts  cry  out, — 'Tis  He ! 

5  Lo  !  'tis  He  !  our  hearts'  Desire, 

Come  for  his  espoused  below  ; 
Come  to  join  us  with  his  choir, 
Come  to  make  our  joys  o'erflow 

Palms  of  vict'ry, 
Crowns  of  glory,  to  bestow. 

1140  Doxology. 

Great  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, — 

God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  join'd  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  : 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 


TltE  AMERICAN   IIY1IN   .AND   TUNE  BOOK. 


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The  fftrald*  qf  Salvation. 

1  On  tho  mountain's  bop  appearing, 

Lo !  tlu'  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — 

Zion.  Long  in  hostile  lands  : 
Mourning  captive, 

;  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  Ions  and  mournful? 

Save  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 
Have  th;  I  proud  and  scornful, 

By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

-<•  thy  mourning ; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  ; 

lh-  himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  tlee  before  thee  ; 
Here  their  b  tastl  and  triumphs  end  : 

I  treat  deliverance 
Ziou's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee  ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past ; 
God  thy  Savior  will  defend  thee  ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 


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Hallelujah. 


1  0  Thou  God  of  my  salvation, 

My  Redeemer  from  all  sin  ; 
Moved  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee  : 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin  ? 

2  Though  unseen  I  love  the  Savior  ; 

He  hath  brought  salvation  near  : 
Manifests  his  pard'ning  favor  ; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  hotly 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, — 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM, 
I  with  them  will  still  be  vying — 
Glory  !  glory  to  the  Lamb! 

0  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

4  Angels  now  are  hor'ring  round  us, 

Unperceived  amid  the  throng  ; 
Wond'ringat  the  love  that  crowD'd  us, 


Glad  to  join  the  holy  song  : 
Hallelujah, 

Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong  ! 

119         Worship  the  new  born  Savior. 

1  Angels,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 

Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth  • 
Ye  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth  : 

Come  and  worship, — 
Worship  Chist,  the  new-born  king. 

2  Shepherds  in  the  field  abiding, 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night, 
God  with  man  is  now  residing  ; 
Yonder  shines  the  infant  light  : 

Come  and  worship, — 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  king. 

3  Saints,  before  the  altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 
In  his  temple  shall  appear  : 

Come  and  worship, — 
Worship  Christ  the  new-born  king. 

4  Sinners,  wrung  with  true  repentance, 

Doom'd  for  guilt  to  endless  pains, 
Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, — 
Mercy  calls  you, — break  your  chains : 

Come  and  worship, — 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  king. 

Judgment. 

1  Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders ! 

Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  ten  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  : 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  ! 

2  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  His  looks,  prepare  to  flee  ; 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

3  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,"  Come  near,  ye  blessed  ! 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 


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Hap-py      Zi  -on,    Hap  -  py    Zi- on,  What    a       favor'd      lot   is     thine! 


2  Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove ; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 

God  is  with  thee, — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 


43  Heavenly  joy  anticipated. 

1  In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 

We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near: 

Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 

Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear: 

Hear  with  meekness, — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  longthen'd, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee : 
Cheer'd  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthen'd, 
May  we  run,  nor  weary  be  ; 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  cloud  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore  ; 
Sharing  then  in  rapture  greater 
Than  they  could  conceive  before ; 


Full  enjoyment, — 
Full  and  pure,  forever  more. 

142  It  is  finished. 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky : 

It  is  finish'd  : — 
Hear  the  dying  Savior  cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd  !  O  what  pleasure  * 

Do  these  precious  words  afford ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord ; 

It  is  finished  : — 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name ; 

It  is  finish'd  : — 
Glorv  to  the  bleeding  Lamb. 


1140  Doxology. 

Great  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, — 

God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  join'd  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne : 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  one. 


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Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us, 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel, 
But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us, 

lie  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 
Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then,  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 

Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 


Adoration. 
May  I  love  thee  and  adore  thee, 
0  thou  bleeding,  dying  Lamb-, 

Teach  my  heart  to  bow  before  thee, 
Kindle  there  a  sacred  flame. 

Teach  me  what  I  am  by  nature, 
How  to  lift  my  thoughts  on  high  ; 

h  me,  <>  thou  great  Creator  ! 
How  to  live,  and  how  to  die  ! 

The  kind  Shepherd. 
Savior,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding, 

With  the  Shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share. 
Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing, 

Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 


3  Never  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  Lion's  prey  ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal, 

Let  them  find  a  resting  place, 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

Jesus  our  strength. 

1  Jesus,  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 

Friend  of  children,  hear  our  lays  ; 

Humbly  would  our  souls  adore  thee, 

Sing  thy  name  in  hymns  of  praise. 

2  0  what  debtors  to  thy  kindness 

Are  we,  God  of  boundless  love! 
Thousands  wander  on  in  blindness, 
Strangers  to  the  light  above. 

3  Jesus,  on  thy  arm  relying, 

We  would  tread  this  earthly  vale; 
Be  our  life  when  we  are  dying  ; 

Be  our  strength,  when  strength  shall  fail. 

4  Let  us  mount  the  hills  of  glory, 

Far  from  sins,  and  woes,  and  pains  ; 
There,  in  perfect  songs,  adore  thee, 
And  in  everlasting  strains. 


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2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us 

In  many  a  gentle  shower  ; 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour : 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going 

Abundant  answer  brings ; 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings, 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
"While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Savior's  blessing, — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

4  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thine  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 
Nor  in  thy  richness  stay : 


Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home  ; 

Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim — u  The  Lord  is  come. 


O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  reign  with  him  above ; 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 
But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain's  gone  before  ; 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  bid  me  not  give  o'er : 
If  I  continue  faithful, 

A  righteous  crown  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 


Till:    AMERICAN   IIYMN   AND   TUNE   BOOK. 


279 


8  Through  grace  T  am  determined 
To  conquer  though  I  die ! 

And  then  away  to  Jesofl 
( )n  wings  ot  love  I'll  fly, 

Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 
I  bid  you  all  adieu  ; 

And  0,  my  friends,  be  faithful, 
And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  it'  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
Then  east  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray  : 
Gird  oo  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
And  when  the  combat's  ended, 

He'll  carry  you  above. 

5  And  when  the  last  loud  trumpet 

Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 
And  bid  the  entombed  millions 

From  their  cold  beds  arise, 
Our  ransomed  dust  reviving, 

Bright  beauties  shall  put  on, 
And  soar  to  the  blest  mansion 

"Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 

6  Our  eyes  shall  then  with  rapture 

The  Savior's  face  behold  ! 
Our  feet,  no  more  diverted, 

Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold  ! 
Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport 

The  hosts  celestial  sing  ! 
Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glory 

Of  our  immortal  King ! 


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Grateful  praise. 


1  We  bring  no  glitt'ring  treasures, 

No  gems  from  earth's  deep  mine  ; 
We  come,  with  simple  measures, 

To  chant  thy  love  divine, 
Children,  thy  favors  sharing, 

Their  voice  of  thanks  would  raise  ; 
Father,  accept  our  off 'ring, 

Our  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  The  dearest  gift  of  Heaven, 

Love's  written  word  of  truth, 
To  us  is  early  given. 

To  guide  our  steps  in  youth  ; 
We  hear  the  wondrous  story, 

The  tale  of  Calvary  ; 
We  read  of  homes  in  glory, 

From  sin  and  sorrow  free. 


3  Redeemer  !  grant  thy  blessing  ! 

O  !  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

That  each,  thy  fear  possessing, 

May  tread  life's  onward  way  ; 
Then  where  the  pure  are  dwelling 

We  hope  to  meet  again. 
And  sweeter  numbers  swelling, 

Forever  praise  thy  Name. 

737  No  cause  fur  fear. 

1  God  is  my  strong  salvation  ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  light,  my  help,  is  near  : 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  in  the  fight  I  stand  : 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 

With  God  at  my  right  hand  ? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance  ; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait ; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance, 

When  faint  and  desolate  ; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen  ; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 


Temperance. 

1  Now,  host  with  host  assembling, 

The  victory  we  win  ; 
Lo !  on  his  throne  sits  trembling 

That  old  and  giant  Sin  : 
Like  chaff'  by  strong  winds  scattered, 

His  banded  strength  has  gone, 
His  charmed  cup  lies  shattered, 

And  still  the  cry  is—"  On." 

2  Our  fathers'  God,  our  Keeper ! 

Be  Thou  our  strength  divine  ! 
Thou  sendest  forth  the  reaper, — 

The  harvest  all  is  Thine. 
Roll  on,  roll  on  this  gladness, 

Till,  driven  from  every  shore, 
The  drunkard's  sin  and  madness 

Shall  smite  the  earth  no  more  ! 


1147  Doxoloyy. 

To  thee  be  praise  forever. 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings  : 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransom'd  spirit  sings: 
We'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 


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Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle ; 
Though  every  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, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  : 


Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


126  The  glory  of  His  kingdom. 

1  Hail,  to  .the  Lord's  anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  \ 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, — 

To  set  the  captive  free  ; 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, — 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, — 


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Whose  souls,  condemn'd  and  d\  ing, 

W<  Jit. 

3  Be  si  al       -  end  like  showers 

d  the  fruitful  earth, 
bve  ami  joy,  like  flowers, 
v    ring  in  his  path  to  birth  : 
B      re  him,  on  the  mountains, 
Shall  peace,  the  herald,  no. 
Ami  righteousness,  in  fountain-. 
From  hill  to  valley  llow. 

4  To  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, — 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

IN  covenant  renin-. 
His  name  shall  Bland  forever; 

That  name  to  OS  i-  I. 


077  parting  mimtmaries. 

1  Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean  ; 

And.  as  thy  billows  ilow. 
Bear  m  ssengera  of  mercy 

To  every  land  below, 
Aria  .  .  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore  ; 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness. 

And  death's  black  shade,  no  more. 

2  O  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  boldest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

'  Protect  them  from  all  harm  ! 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  be  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be  ; 
Though  far  from  us  who  love  them, 

Still  let  them  be  with  thee. 


i  1  -    T\e  comforts,  gifts,  and  graces  of  the  Spirit. 
1   God  of  all  consolation. 

The  Holy  Ghost  thou  art ; 
Thy  secret  inspiration 
Hath  told  it  to  my  heart  : 

-   n_r  I  inherit, 
Through  Jesus'  prayer  bestow'd, 
The  Comforter,  the  Spirit, 
The  true  eternal  (Jod. 

8  With  God  the  Son  and  Savior, 
With  God  the  Father  one, 
The  tokens  of  his  favor 

■  ow  to  man  made  known  ; 
An  ante-past  of  heaven 

1  •  in  me  reveal, 

Attest  my  nna  forgiven, 
And  my  salvation  seal. 


3  Th'  indubitable  witness 

Of  thy  own  1 1 
Thou  giv'st  my  soul  its  fitness 

Thy  glorii 
Thy  i  _::ts,  and  graces. 

My  largest  thoughts  transcend, 
And  challenge  endless  pi 

When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 


1001  The  universal  anthem. 

1  "When  shall  the  voice  of  >inging 

Flow  joyfully  all 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  Him  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign. 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply. 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujahs  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound  ! 


1  Xow  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurl'd  ; 
And  be  the  shout  hosanna 

Re-echoed  through  the  world : 
Till  ev'ry  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  Yes.  Thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 

O  Jesus,  Kin j  of  kin<rs! 
Thy  light,  Thy  love.  Thy  favor, 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings: 
The  isles  for  Thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  Thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  vallies  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 

Doxology. 
To  thee  be  praise  forever, 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings  : 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

1. 1  h  ransom'd  spirit  sings: 
Well  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 


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Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble  contrite  heart: 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  For  thine  own  compassion's  sake, 

The  gracious  wonder  show ; 
Cast  my  sins  behind  thy  back, 

And  wash  me  white  as  snow : 
If  thy  bowels  now  are  stirr'd, 

If  now  I  do  myself  bemoan, 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


380         Continued.— The  heart  broken. 

1  Savior,  see  me  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  : 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Look,  as  when  thine  eye  pursued 

The  first  apostate  man, — 
Saw  him  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  rise  again  : 
Speak  my  paradise  restored  ; 

Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone  : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


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The  thceitfulness  of  sin. 


1  Jesus.  (Head  of  sinners,  hear 

Yet  once  again,  I  pray ; 
From  my  debt  of  sin  set  clear, 

For  1  bare  naught  to  pay  : 
Speak.  ()  speak  the  kind  release  ; 

A  |  -i  ling  soul  restore  ; 

Love  me  freely.  Real  my  peace, 

An  1  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

2  For  my  Belfishness  and  pride 

Thou  hast  withdrawn  thy  grace ; 
Left  me  long  to  wander  wide, 

An  outcast  from  thy  face; 
But  I  now  my  sins  confess, 

And  mercy,  mercy,  I  implore  ; 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

3  Sin's  deceitfulness  hath  spread 

A  hardness  o'er  my  heart ; 
But  if  thou  thy  Spirit  shed, 

The  stony  shall  depart : 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  tenderness, 

And  let  me  feel  thy  soft'ning  power ; 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


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Tears  of  joy. 


1  Lord,  and  is  thine  anger  gone, — 

And  art  thou  pacified? 
After  all  that  I  have  done, 

J I  el  thou  no  longer  chide  ? 
Let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain, 

And  all  my  restless  passions  sway 
Keep  me,  lest  I  turn  again 

Out  of  the  narrow  way. 

2  See  my  utter  help! 

And  leave  me  not  alone  ; 
()  preserve  in  |  ice, 

And  seal  me  for  thine  own  : 
•  eal, 

Thy  p  let  me  always  find; 

Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal 

My  feeble,  rin-eick  mind. 

3  As  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 

Thy  weakest  servant  keep  ; 
Help  me  at   thy  feet  to  lie, 
Ajid  there  forever  weep  : 


Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erflow, 
That  I  hive  any  hope  of  heaven; 

Much  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 
For  I  have  much  forgiven. 


800    Determined  to  know  nothing  but  Jesus. 

1    Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu. 

With  all  of  creature  good  : 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  : 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego; 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride ; 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 


2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain  ; 

Tis  all  but  vanity  : 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain,- 

He  tasted  death  for  me. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died; 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 


3  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

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

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

4  O  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  saving  truth  to  prove  : 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth, the  night  ( 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  bve  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  applied  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 


Doroloijy. 

Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Thy  Godhead  we  adore — 

Join  with  the  celestial  host. 
Who  praise  thee  evermore  ! 

Live  by  earth  and  heaven  adored, 
The  Three  in  One,  the  One  in  Three  ; 

Holy.  holy,  holy   Lord, 
All  glory  be  to  thee ! 


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Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  thein  to  their  source  : 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

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

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn  ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  our  Savior  will  return 

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

Welcomed  to  partake  the  bliss  ; 
Fly  from  sorrow,  care,  and  pain , 

To  realms  of  endless  peace. 


562        My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord. 

1  To  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

The  everlasting  hills  ; 
Streaming  thence  in  fresh  supplies, 

My  soul  the  Spirit  feels  : 
Wilf  he  not  his  help  afford? 

Help,  while  yet  I  ask,  is  given  : 
God  comes  down  ;  the  God  and  Lord 

Who  made  both  earth  and  heaven. 

2  Faithful  soul,  pray  always  ;  pray, 

And  still  in  God  confide  ; 
He  thy  feeble  steps  shall  stay, 

Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide ; 
Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast ; 

He  thy  quiet  spirit  keeps  ; 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest ; 

Thy  watchman  never  sleeps. 


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3  Neither  sin.  nor  earth,  nor  heD, 

Thy  Keej  er  can  surprise  ; 

Careless  slumbers  oannot  si  al 

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He  Bare  defenoe  ; 

Israel  all  his  care  shall   prove  ; 
Kept  bj  watchful  Providence, 
I  over  waking  Love. 

1112         With  the  voice  of  the  archangel. 

1  Jesus,  faithful  to  his  word, 

Shall  with  a  shout  descend  : 
All  heayen'fl  host  their  glorious  Lord 

Shall  joyfully  attend  : 
Christ  shall  come  with  dreadful  noise 

Lightnings  swift  and  thunders  loud 
With  the  great  archangel's  voice, 

And  with  the  trump  of  God. 

2  First'  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  rise  ; 

Then  we  that  yet  remain 
Shall  he  caught  up  to  the  skies, 

And  see  our  Lord  again. 
W.   shall  meet  him  in  the  air  : 

All  rapt  up  to  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Find,  and  love,  and  praise  him  there, 

To  all  eternity. 

3  Who  can  tell  the  happiness 

This  glorious  hope  affords? 
Joy  unuttcr'd  we  possess 

In  these  reviving  words  : 
Happy  while  on  earth  we  breathe  ; 

Mightier  bliss  ordained  to  know: 
Trampling  down  sin.  hell,  and  death, 

To  the  third  heaven  we  go. 


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The  midnight  cry. 


1  Hearken  to  the  b  tlemn  voice, 

The  awful  midnight  cry  ; 
Wai"  ",  rejoice. 

And  bridegroom  nigh  : 

Lo,  •  bo  keep  his  word  ; 

-  and  joy  his  looks  impart 
Go  ye  firth  to  meet  your  Lord, 

And  meet  him  in  your  heart. 

2  Ye  who  faint  beneath  the  load 

Of  sin,  your  heads  lift  up  ; 
Seey<".ir  great  redeeming  God  ; 

II"  oomee,  and  bids  you  hope. 
In  the  midnight  of  your  grief, 

.T  hu  doth  his  mourners  cheer; 
Lo,  lie  brings  you  sure  relief; 

Believe,  and  feel  him  here. 


Flight  of  time. 

1  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  bat  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  and  rigor  Boon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms  ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  eold  arms. 

2  Time  is  bearing  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  : 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
But  the  saint-  shall  soon  enjoy, 

Life — immortal  life  above, 
Where  no  worldly  griefs  annoy, 

Where  Jesus  reigns  in  love. 


22       The  Triune  God  of  truth  and  grace. 

1  Meet  and  right  it  is  to  sing, 

In  every  time  and  place, 
Glory  to  our  heavenly  King, 

The  God  of  truth  and  grace  : 
Join  we  then  with  sweet  accord, 

All  in  one  thanksgiving  join: 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Eternal  praise  be  thine. 

2  Thee  the  first-born  sons  of  light, 

In  choral  symphonies, 
Praise  by  day,  day  without  night, 

And  never,  never  cease  ; 
Angels,  and  archangels,  all 

Praise  the  mystic  Three  in  One  ; 
Sing,  and  stop,  and  gaze,  and  fall 

O'erwhelmed  before  thy  throne. 

3  Vying  with  that  heavenly  choir, 

Who  chant  thy  praise  above, 
We  on  eagle's  wings  aspire, — 

The  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Thee  they  sin::,  with  glory  crown'd  ; 

We  extol  the  slaughtered  Lamb  ; 
Lower  if  our  voices  sound, 

Our  subject  is  the  same. 

4  Father,  God,  thy  love  we  praise, 

Which  gave  thy  Son  to  die  ; 
Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

Alike  we  glorify  ; 
Spirit,  Comforter  divine, 

I'rai-r  by  all  to  thee  lx»  given, 
Till  we  in  full  chorus  join, 

And  earth  is  turn'd  to  heaven. 


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Like  Jordan's  swelling  stream  ; 
Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have  found, 

And  give  the  praise  to  him. 
Meanest  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb, 

His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see  :— ■ - 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 
Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 

And  thou  in  me  wilt  live  ; 
I  shall  feel  thy  death  applied ; 

I  shall  thy  life  receive  : 
Yet,  when  melted  in  the  flame 

Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea,-^ 
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1  God  of  my  salvation,  hear, 

And  help  me  to  believe  ; 
Simply  do  I  now  draw  near, 

Thy  blessing  to  receive. 
Full  of  guilt,  alas  !  I  am, 

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Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

2  Standing  now  as  newly  slain, 

To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye  ; 
Balm  of  all  my  grief  and  pain, 

Thy  blood  is  always  nigh. 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same 

Thou  art,  and  wilt  forever  be : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

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Fly  from  sor- row,  care,  and  pain,     To  realms  of  end -less     peace. 


288  AMERICA.     6s  &  4s 


National  Hymn. 
Words  by  S.  ¥.  SMITH. 


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1.    My  country/tis  of  thee,  Sweet  land  of  liberty,  Of  thee  I  sing:  Land  where  my  fathers  died ; 


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2.    My  native  country !  thee,Land  of  the  noble  free,  Thy  name  I  love :  I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 

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3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song ! 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break- 

The  sound  prolong  ! 

4  Our  fathers'  God  !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing : 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King  ! 


Freedom's  Light. 

Roll  on,  thou  joyful  day, 
When  tyranny's  proud  sway, 

Stern  as  the  grave, 
Shall  to  the  ground  be  hurl'd, 
And  freedom's  flag,  unfurl'd, 
Shall  wave  throughout  the  world 

O'er  every  slave. 


2  Trump  of  glad  jubilee, 
Echo  o'er  land  and  sea, 

Freedom  for  all ; 
Let  the  glad  tidings  fly, 
And  every  tribe  reply, 
Glory  to  God  on  high, 

At  slavery's  fall. 

3  Free,  too,  the  captive  mind 
By  darkness  long  confined 

In  slavery's  night ; 
The  Savior's  reign  extend, 
Virtue  with  freedom  blend, 
And  full  salvation  send 

With  freedom's  light. 


Doxoloy. 
To  God— the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit— Three  in  One- 
All  praise  be  given  ; 
Crown  him,  in  every  song  ; 
To  him  your  hearts  belong 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong, 
On  earth — in  heaven. 


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As  thou  hast  died  for  me,  0  may  my  love  to  thee  Pure, warm  and  changeless  be, A  living  fire. 


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3  "While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
"Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  "When  ends  life's  transient  dream 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll ; 
Blest  Savior,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove  ; 
O,  bear  me  safe  above, — 

A  :  ins  an'  1  soid. 


A   Temperance  Hymn  for  Children. 
Let  the  still  air  rejoice — 
Be  every  youthful  voice 

I      nded  in  one  ; 
While  we  renew  our  strain 
To  Him,  with  joy  again, 
W  aing  rain, 

And  morning  sun. 
His  hand  in  beauty  gives 
Each  dower  and  plant  that  lives, 

Each  sunny  rill  ; 


Springs  !  which  our  footsteps  meet — 
Fountains  !  our  lips  to  greet — 
Waters !  whose  taste  is  sweet, 
On  rock  and  hill. 

3  Each  summer  bird  that  sings 
Drinks,  from  dear  Nature's  springs, 

Her  early  dew  ; 
And  the  refreshing  shower 
Falls  on  each  herb  and  flower, 
Giving  it  life  and  power, 

Fragrant  and  new. 

4  So  let  each  faithful  child 
Drink  of  this  fountain  mild, 

From  early  youth ; 
Then  shall  the  song  we  raise 
Be  heard  in  future  days — 
Ours  be  the  pleasant  ways 

Of  peace  and  truth. 

5  Now  let  each  heart  and  hand, 
Of  all  this  youthful  band, 

United,  move  ! 
Till  on  the  mountain's  brow, 
And  in  the  vale  below, 
Our  land  may  ever  uiow 

With  peace  and  love. 


19 


290 


FRIENDSHIP.     6s  &  5s. 
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Rev.  D.  H.  MANSFIELD. 
Amer.  Voc,  By  permission. 


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Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill, 

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3  Up  to  that  world  of  light, 

Take  us,  dear  Savior  ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 
Happy  forever : 


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Our  hearts  will  then  repose, 
Secure  from  worldly  woes  ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close, 

Never,  no  never ! 


UNITY.     6s&s5s,    (Peculiar.)         Dr.l.  masov.  291 


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Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill, 

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3  Up  to  that  world  of  light, 

Take  us.  dear  Savior  ! 
May  we  all  there  unite, 
Happy  forever ! 


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

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

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

Round  us  forever: 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose, 
Secure  from  worldly  woes : 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 

Never,  no,  never! 


292 


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He  guards  them  by  his  side  ; 
Arrays  in  garments  white  and  pure 

His  spotless  bride; 
With  groves  of  tiring  joys, 

With  streams  of  sacred  bliss, 
With  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise, 

He  still  supplies. 

Before  the  great  Three  One 

They  all  exulting  stand, 
And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done 

Through  all  their  land  : 
The  list'ning  spheres  attend, 

And  6well  the  growing  fame  ; 
And  sing,  in  songs  which  never  end, 

The  wondrous  Name. 


915 


Triumphant  trust  in  God. 


My  Shepherd's  mighty  aid, 

His  dear  redeeming  love, 
His  all-protecting  power  displayed, 

I  joy  to  prove. 
Led  onward  by  my  guide, 

I  view  the  verdant  scene, 
Where  limpid  waters  gently  glide 

Through  pastures  green. 
In  error's  maze  my  soul 

Shall  wander  now  no  more; 
His  Spirit  shall,  with  sweet  control, 

The  lost  restore  : 
My  willing  steps  shall  lead 

In  paths  of  righteousness  ; 
His  power  defend  ;  his  bounty  feed ; 

His  mercy  bless. 


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2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 

At  wfaOM  supreme  command 
From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joys 

At  his  ri^ht  hand  ; 
I  all  on  earth  forsake, 

risdom,  fame,  and  power  ; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make,    " 

My  shield  and  tower. 

3  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 

Who*-  all-sufficient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days 
In  all  his  ways  ; 


He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  : 
He  calls  himself  my  God  ! 

And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end, 
Through  Jesus'  blood. 

4  He  by  himself  hath  sworn  : 

I  on  his  oath  depend  ; 
I  shall,  on  eagles'  wings  upborne, 

To  heaven  ascend  : 
I  shall  behold  his  face  ; 

I  Bh&ll  his  power  adore, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 

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And  our  treasure  above, 

Though  our  bodies  continue  below ; 
The  redeemed  of  our  Lord, 
"We  remember  his  word. 

And  with  singing  to  Paradise  go. 

3  With  singing  we  praise 
The  original  grace, 

By  our  heavenly  Father  bestowed  ; 
Our  being  receive 
From  his  bounty,  and  live 

To  the  honor  and  glory  of  God. 


938  Rapturous  anticipation. 

1  Come,  let  us  ascend, 
My  companion  and  friend, 


To  a  taste  of  the  banquet  above  ; 

If  thy  heart  be  as  mine, 

If  for  Jesus  it  pine, 
Come  up  into  the  chariot  of  love. 

2  AVho  in  Jesus  confide, 
We  are  bold  to  outride 

The  storms  of  affliction  beneath  ; 

"With  the  prophet  we  soar 

To  the  heavenly  shore, 
^.nd  outfly  all  the  arrows  of  death. 

3  By  faith  we  are  come 
To  our  permanent  home ; 

By  hope  we  the  rapture  improve  : 
By  love  we  still  rise, 
And  look  down  on  the  skies, 

For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  love. 


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How  happy  we  live, 

In  the  palace  of  God  the  great  King : 

"What  a  concert  of  praise, 

When  our  Jesus's  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  sing  ! 

5  What  a  rapturous  song, 
When  the  glorified  throng 

In  the  spirit  of  harmony  join  ! — 

Join  all  the  glad  choirs, 

Hearts,  voices,  and  lyres, 
And  the  burden  is, — Mercy  divine! 

6  Hallelujah,  they  cry. 

To  the  King  of  the  sky, — 
To  the  great  everlasting  I  AM ; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

And  that  lived)  again, — 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb  ! 

452  Joy  of  the  young  convert. 

1  0  how  happy  are  they, 
Who  their  Savior  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ! 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 


When  my  heart  first  believed, 
What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name  ! 

3  Twas  a  heaven  below, 
My  Redeemer  to  know  : 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more, 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song ; 

O  that  all  his  salvation  might  see ; 

He  hath  loved  me  I  cried, 

He  hath  Buffered  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
1  was  carried  above, 

All  my  sin,  and  temptation  and  pain  ; 

And  I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  ratter  again. 

6  O  !  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Savior  possessed 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
And  was  fill'd  with  the  fullness  of  God. 


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2  Fear  not,  he  is  with  thee,  Oh     be  not  dismayed, 
For  he  is  thy  God,  and  will  give  thee  his  aid : 

He'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  eause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  his  gracious,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  When  through  the  deep  waters  he  calls  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  ne'er  o'erflow ; 

His  presence  shall  guide  thee,  his  mercy  shall  bless 
And  sanctity  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  is  laid, 
His  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  lend  thee  its  aid  ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  he  does  but  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  His  people,  through  life,  shall  abundantly  prove 
His  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

When  age  with  gray  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  his  bosom  be  borne. 

6  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
He  will  not — he  will  not  desert  to  its  foes : 

That  soul — though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
He'll  never — no  never — no  never  forsake. 


849  Rejoicing  in  the  care  of  the  good  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know ; 

1  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe-folded  I  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 

Restores  me  when  wand'ring,  redeems  when  oppress'd. 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though  I  stray, 

Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil  I  fear; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay  ; 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 

8  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread  ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er; 
With  oil   and  perfume  thou  anointest  my  head  ; 
O  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 
Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 
I  seek — by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod, 

Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn — thy  kingdom  of  love. 


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2  God  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh, 

His  presence  we  have  : 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus,  our  King. 


3  Salvation  to  God 

"Who  sits  on  the  throne  ; 
Let  all  cry  aloud, 

And  honor  the  Son : 
The  praises  of  Jesus 

The  angels  proclaim ; 
Fall  down  on  their  faces, 
And  worship  the  Lamb. 


HIE   AMERICAN   HYMN    AND   TUNE   BOOK. 


301 


Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right ; 
All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  ami  might; 
All  honor  and  blearing, — 

With  angels  above, — 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 
And  infinite  love. 


The  heavenly  Pattern. 

1  Appointed  by  thee, 

We  meet  in  thy  name, 
And  meekly  agree 

To  follow  the  Lamb  ; 
To  traee  thy  example, 

The  world  to  disdain, 
And  constantly  trample 

On  pleasure  and  pain. 

2  O  what  shall  we  do 

Our  Savior  to  love  ? 
To  make  us  anew, 

Come,  Lord,  from  above 
The  fruit  of  thy  passion, 

Thy  holiness  give ; 
Give  us  the  salvation 

Of  all  that  believe. 


3  O  Jesus !  appear ; 

No  longer  delay, 
To  sanctify  here, 

And  bear  us  away  ; 
The  end  of  our  meeting 

On  earth  let  us  see — 
Triumphantly  sitting 

In  glory  with  thee. 


49  Peace,  power,  and  love. 

.  1  All  thanks  to  the  Lamb, 

Who  gives  us  to  meet : 
His  love  we  proclaim, 

His  praises  repeat : 
We  own  him  our  Jesus, 

Continually  near, 
To  pardon  and  bless  us, 

And  perfect  us  here. 


2  In  him  we  have  peace, 
In  him  we  have  power, 
26 


Preserved  by  his  grace 

Throughout  the  dark  hour; 

In  all  our  temptation 
He  keeps  as,  to  prove 

His  utmost  salvation, 
His  fullness  of  love. 

3  Pronounce  the  glad  word, 

And  bid  us  be  free  . 
Ah  !  hast  thou  not,  Lord, 

A  blessing  for  me  ? 
The  peace  thou  hast  given, 

This  moment  impart, 
And  open  thy  heaven, 

O  Love,  in  my  heart 


201    Rejoicing  in  thefreencss  of  the  gift. 

1  All  glory  and  praise 

To  Jesus  our  Lord, 
So  plenteous  in  grace, 

So  true  to  his  word  ; 
To  us  he  hath  given 

The  gift  from  above, —    . 
The  earnest  of  heaven, 

The  Spirit  of  love. 

2  The  truth  of  our  God 
We  boldly  assert ; 

His  love  shed  abroad, 
And  power  in  our  heart, 

Ye  all  may  inherit, 
On  Jesus  who  call; 

The  gift  of  his  Spirit 
Is  proffer 'd  to  all. 

3  His  witness  within, 
By  faith  we  receive, 

And,  ransom'd  from  sin, 
In  righteousness  live; 

Through  flesus's  passion 
We  gladly  possess 

A  present  salvation, — 
A  kingdom  of  peace. 

4  The  peace  and  the  power, 
Ye  rinnen .  embrace, 

And  look  for  the  shower, — 
The  spirit  of  grace  ; 

The  Liii't  and  the  Giver 
We  all  may  receive, 

Forever  and  ever 
Within  us  to  live. 


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To        hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the    skies. 


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


GEORGE  OATES. 
From  the  Choir. 


PRESCOTT.    lis. 

3.  Who,who  would  live  alway, away  from    his  God — Away  from  yon  heav-en,  that  bliss  -  fnl   a-bode, 


I     I      !        F^    -#-#-  111  I     Ij  III 

4     There  saints  of  all      a-ges    in     har-mo-ny    meet,  Their  Savior    and  brethren  trans  -  port-ed  to 

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LOVING     KINDNESS.    L.  M. 


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Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail; 
<»  may  my  last  expiring  breath, 

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5  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  lay  ; 
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His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 


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308 


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NEARER  TO  THEE. 

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3    There  let  the  way    ap-pear,  Steps  unto    heaven  ;  All  that  thou  sendest  me,  In    mer-cy    given  ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be,  Near-er,  my    God,  to  thee,     Nearer,  my  God.  to    thee,      Near-er    to      thee  ! 

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Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be,  Near-er,  my    God.  to  thee,  Near-er.my  God.    to    thee,      Near-er    to       thee  ! 
to    beck -on  me  Near-er,  my     God,  to  theo,  Near-er,  my    Gcd,  to   thee,      Near-er    to        thee! 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing, 


4.  Then  with  mv  waking  thoughts, 
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Out  oi  m 

Bethel  I'll  ran 

J.  to  thee,  &c. 


Cleaving  the  sky, 

San,  mown,  and  stars  forgot, 
Upward  I  fly  ; 

Still  all  n  !1  Ix?, — 

a-cr.  my  God,  to  thee,  &c. 


310 


COMPLAINT.    L.  M. 


PARMENTER. 


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Ofita  wonders  and  pleasures  untold,  untold, 

But  what  must  it  be  to  bo  there  ? 

9  We  speak  of  i  m  from  sin, 

1      ii  Borrow,  temptation,  and  care — 
From  trials  without  and  within,  within  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 


•I  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love. 

Of  the  robes  which  the  glorified  wear; 
Of  tin'  church  of  the  first-born,  above,  above  , 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

5  Then  let  us  'midst  pleasure  or  woe, 
For  heaven  our  spirits  prepare; 

And  shortly  we  also  shall  know,  shall  know; 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 


312 


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WESTERN    MELODY. 


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1.  Alas!  and  did  my  Sa-vior  bleed.  And  did  my  Sov'reign 
Would  he  devote  that  sa  -  cred  head  For  such  a  worm  as 
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A  nazing  pity  I  grace  unknown  ! 
And  j;ree  ! 

3  WeD  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  J  nriei  in, 

When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker  died, 
Foe  man,  the  creature's  sin. 


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4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  lii.s  dear  cross  appears  ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  c-an  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe: 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, — 
"Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


314 


MONTGOMERY.    C.  M. 


MORGAN. 


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SHERBURNE.     C.  M. 


REED. 


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SHERBURNE.     Concluded. 


319 


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2  fear  not,  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  Belied  their  troubled  mind,) 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  horn,  of  David's  line, 
The  Savior,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  display'd, 


All  meanly  wrapp'd  inswathing-bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid. 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraphs  ;  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God  on  high, 
Who  thus  addressed  their  song: 

6  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  : 
Good-will  henceforth, from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease. 


MARLOW.     C.  M. 


320 


MERCY'S    FREE. 


Arr.  by  Rev.  W.  Mc  DONALD. 


1.     By       faith       I      view      my     Sa    -    vior      dying 
To         eve  -  ry        na  -  tion      he  is      cryiii 


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free,       I     am 


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The    Ho  -  ly     Spir-it         I      received,  $ 


Hark!  hark  !  what  precious  words  1  hear,  Mer-cy's   free,  mercy's     free. 


And  Christ  from  death  my  soul  relieved,     Mer  -  cy's  free,  mer-cy's    free 


mm 

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3  Jesus  my  weary  soul  refreshed, 
Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free  ; 

And  every  moment  Christ  is  precious, 
Unto  me,  unto  me  : 

None  can  describe  the  bliss  I  prove, 

While  through  this  wilderness  I  rove  ; 

All  may  enjoy  the  Savior's  love, 
Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 


Long  as  I  live  I'll  still  be  crying, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free  ; 
And  this  shall  be  my  theme  when  dying, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free  : 
And  when  the  vale  of  death  I've  passed, 
When  lodged  above  the  stormy  blast, 
I'll  sing  while  endless  ages  last, 
Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 


MESSIAH.    L.  M. 


321 


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1.    'Tis  finished  ;  so  the     Sa    -     vior    cried,  When  on    the     cross           he 
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And  meekly  bowed  His  head  and  died 
'Tis  finished  ! — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won. 


3  'Tis  finished  ! — let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  thro'  all  the  nations  round  : 
'Tis  finished !  — let  the  echo  fly, 
Thro'  heaven  and  hell, thro'  earth  and  sky. 


21 


322 


WE'LL   WAIT    TILL   JESUS    COMES. 


Arranged  from  a  melody  by  Dr.  W.  MILLER,  for  this  work. 


I    1  I     I    I 


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1.  My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair,  We'll  be  gathered  home;  Nor  pain  nor  death  can 


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2.    Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  out-shine;  We'll &c. 


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3  While  here  a  stranger,  far  from  homo, 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam  ; 

We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes,  &c. 

4  And  tho'  like  Lazaius,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 

We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes,  &c. 

5  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 
Which  flames  devour,or  waves  o'erflow; 

We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes,  &c. 


6  Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own, 

A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 
We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes,  &c. 

7  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 

We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes,  &c. 

8  All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me* 

We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes,  &c. 


1077 


M0ULT0N.     6s  &  8s. 


Dr.  L.  MASON. 


323 


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2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  the  reign  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath  : 
Nor  life's  affections,  transient  fire, 

Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown  ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here, 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

The    Dead  in  Christ. 
This  place  is  holy  ground  ; 

World,  with  its  cares,  away  ! 
A  holy,  solemn  6tillncss  round 

This  lifeless,  moldering  clay  ; 
Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 


2  Behold  the  bed  of  death — 

The  pale  and  mortal  clay  ; 
Heard  ye  the  sob  of  parting  breath  ? 

Marked  ye  the  eye's  last  ray  ? 
No  :  life  so  sweetly  ceased  to  be, 
It  lapsed  in  immortality. 

3  Why  mourn  the  pious  dead  ? 

.Why  sorrows  swell  our  eyes  ? 
Can  sighs  recall  the  spirit  tied  ? 

Shall  vain  regrets  arise  ? 
Tho'  death  has  caused  this  altered  mien, 
In  heaven  the  ransomed  soul  is  seen. 

4  Bury  the  dead  and  weep 

In  stillness  o'er  the  loss  ; 
Bury  the  dead  !  in  Christ  they  sleep, 

Who  bore  on  earth  His  cross  ; 
And  from  the  grave  their  dust  shall  rise, 
In  His  own  image  to  the  skies. 


THE    FA^IILY  BIBLE     C  M 


J.  RICKARL. 


"With    faltering     lip     and  throbbing  brow,     I     press  it         to   my    heart ; 
Who  round  the  hearth-stone  used  to  close,       Af  -  ter     the     evening     prayer, 


How  calm  was    my  poor    mother's  look.  Who  loved  God's  word  to     hear. 
When  all  were  false  I've  found  thee  true,  My       coun-sel-or       and     guide. 


For    ma  -  ny     gen  -  e    -  ra-tions  passed,  Here     is     our      family         tree  ; 
And  speak  of  what  these   pa  -  ges  said,     In     tones  mv  heart  would  thrill ! 


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The  mines  of% earth  no     trea  -  sure  give,  That  could  this  vol  -  ume     buy — 

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2  What  then  of  tribulation, 
What  then  of  sore  temptation  : 
Be  this  my  consolation, 

I  soon  shall  rest  in  heaven. 
When  this  poor  bod}-,  A:c. 

3  Then  welcome  death  and  mourning, 
I  see  the  night  approaching, 

Joy  comet h  in  the  morning, 
The  day  of  rest  in  heaven. 
When  this  poor  body,  &c. 

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4  There  shall  my  happy  spirit 
Sing  of  my  Savior's  merit, 
Who  brought  me  to  inherit, 
Eternal  rest  in  heaven. 

When  this  poor  body,  &c. 

5  0  brother,  shall  I  meet  you, 
0  sister,  shall  I  meet  you, 

0  sinner,  shall  I  see  you 
Among  the  Meet  in  heaven? 
When  this  poor  body,  &c 


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"Wrestling  thus  -with  doubts  and  fears 
Angels  wait,  my  soul  to  carry, 

Where  my  kindred,  Lord,  appears  ; 
Friends  and  kindred,  weep  not  so, 
If  you  love  me,  let  me  go. 

We  have  traveled  long  together, 
Hand  in  hand,  and  heart  in  heart, 

Both  thro'  fair  and  stormy  weather, 
And  'tis  hard,  'tis  hardfto  part; 

While  I  sigh  farewell  to  you, 
Answer,  one  and  all,  adieu. 


'Tis  not  darkness  gathering  round  me, 
That  withdraws  me  from  your  sight : 

Walls  of  earth  no  more  can  bind  me, 
But  translated  into  light ; 

Like  the  lark,  on  soaring  wing, 

Though  unseen,  you  hear  me  sing. 

Heaven's  broad  day  hath  o'er  me  broken, 
.  Far  beyond  earth's  span  of  sky: 
Am  I  dead  ?  nay,  by  this  token, 

Know  that  I  have  ceased  to  die- 
Would  you  solve  the  mystery, 
Come  up  hither,  come  and  see. 


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2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning; 

Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 

Let  every  lamp   be  burning — 

For  oh!  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand. 

Our  friends  are  passing  over, 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing  ; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 

Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 


For  oh  !  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over, 

And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempests  blow, 
Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever, 
Our  King  says  come,  and  there's  our  home, 
For  ever,  oh  !  for  ever  ! 

For  oh  !  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over, 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  diso 


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NO  SORROW  THERE.     S.  M. 


An.  for  this  Work. 

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1 .      We       know     there  is         .  a     home     Of     pure,       un-brok  -  en    rest ; 
Chorus.     There'll   be       no      sor     -  row  there  ;   There'll  be      no  sor  -  row  there  ; 


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A  dwelling-place  so  fair  ; 
The  heart  of  man  cannot  conceive 
The  endless  glory  there. 
There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 

3  The  soul,  disrobed  of  clay, 

Can  bear  the  peerless  sight- 
Can  bear  the  uncreated  ray 
Of  everlasting  light. 

There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 

4  But  mortal  eyes  would  dim, 

And  mortal  hearts  would  quail, 
Before  the  light  that  glows  within 


The  Savior's  mystic  vail. 
There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 

5  While  Faith,  with  beaming  eye, 

Beholds  that  glorious  rest, 
Sorrow  her  bitter  tears  should  dry, 
And  calm  her  heaving  breast. 
There'll  be  no  sorrow,  &c. 

6  Soon  we  shall  soar  above, 

And  see  as  we  are  seen — 
Behold  the  Savior  that  we  love, 
Without  a  vail  between. 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there. 


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Out  on  an  ocean  all  boandleM  we  ride, We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound, 

1  on  the  waves  of  ■  rough  restless  tide.  We're,  &c. 
Promise  of  which  on  us    each  he  be-etowed.  We're,  &c. 


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2  Wildly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it  roars, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Look  !  yonder  lie  the  bright  heavenly  shores, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Steady,  O  pilot !  stand  firm  at  the  wheel, 
Steady !  we  soon  shall  outweather  the  gale, 
O,  how  we  fly  'neath  the  loud-creaking  sail, 

We're  homeward  bound. 

3  Into  the  hirbor  of  heaven  now  we  glide, 

We're  home  at  last 
Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright  silver  tide, 

We're  home  at  last. 
Glory  to  God  !  all  our  dangers  are  o'er, 
We  stand  secure  on  the  glorified  shore, 
Glory  to  God  I  we  will  shout  evermore, 

We're  home  at  last. 


»   Home  at  last. 

1  Wre  live  as  pilgrims  and  strangers  below, 

We're  homeward  bound ; 
Though  often  tempted,  yet  onward  we  go, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Trials  and  crossee  we  cheerfully  bear, 
Toils  and  temptations  expecting  to  share, 
We  hasten  forward,  content  with  the  fare, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
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2  Earth,  with  its  trifles,  we  all  have  resign'd, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Heaven,  with  its  glories,  we  shortly  shall  find, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Sinful  amusements  no  longer  are  dear, 
O,  how  delusive  and  vain  they  appear, 
WThile  to  our  home  we  are  drawing  so  near, 

We're  homeward  bound. 


3  We'll  tell  the  world,  as  we  journey  along, 

We're  homeward  bound  ; 
Try  to  persuade  them  to  enter  our  throng, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  forlorn  and  opprest, 
Join  in  our  number,  O  come  and  be  blest, 
Journey  with  us  to  the  mansions  of  rest, 

We're  homeward  bound. 


4  Soon  we'll  be  singing,  if  faithful  we  prove, 

We're  home  at  last ! 
Sounding  in  triumph,  in  mansions  above, 

We're  home  at  last. 
Soon  as  our  toils  and  temptations  are  o'er, 
Up  to  our  home  with  the  blest  we  shall  soar, 
O  how  we'll  shout  as  we  enter  the  door, 

We're  home  at  last. 


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MEET   AGAIN. 


Arr.  from  Che  GERMAN. 
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2  Meet  again ! 

Balmy  words  at  parting  hour, 
When  the  path  of  life  diverging, 
We  our  different  ways  are  urging, 
Faith  in  Jesus  gives  them  pow'r, 
Faith  in  Jesus  gives  them  pow'r ; 
Meet  again,  meet  again. 

3  Meet  again ! 

When  we're  called  to  weep  alone, 
When  the  grave  some  friend  hath  taken, 
These  sweet  words  shall  bliss  awaken, 


Meet  again  with  joys  unknown, 
Meet  again  with  joys  unknown  ; 
Meet  again,  meet  again. 

Meet  again ! 

Light  divine  the  soul  to  cheer, 
When  the  heart  is  filled  with  anguish, 
When  in  death  the  flame  doth  languish, 
Heav'nly  home  and  friends  are  near, 
Heav'nly  home  and  friends  are  near  ; 
Meet  again,  meet  again. 


I  WAS  A  WANDERING  SHEEP. 

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The  Father  sought  His  child  ; 
They  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild  : 
They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famish'd,  and  faint,  and  lone  ; 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 

They  saved  the  wandering  one. 

They  spoke  in  tender  love, 

They  raised  my  drooping  head; 

They  gently  dosed    my  bleeding  wounds, 
tinting  boo]  they  fed  : 

They  washed  my  filth  away, 
They  made  me  clean  and  fair ; 

They  brought  me  to  my  home  in  peace, 
The  long-sought  wauderer. 


Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 

'Twas  He  that  loved  my  soul, 
'T  was  He  that  wash'd  me' in  His  blood, 

'T  was  He  that  made  me  whole  : 
'Twas  He  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 
'T  was  He  that  brought  me  to  the  fold — 

'T  is  He  that  still  doth  keep. 

No  more  a  wand'ring  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlFd, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold  : 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam, 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice — 

I  love,  I  love  His  home. 


332      REST  FOR  THE  WEARY.     8s,  7s  &  5. 


W.  Mc  DONALD. 


1.  In     the  Christian's  home     in       glo  -  ry,  There  re-mains     a     land     of         rest, 

2.  Pain  nor    sick-ness  ne'er  shall      en  -  ter,  Grief  nor  woe     my     lot  shall       share, 


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4.  Sing,  O       sing,   ye    heirs  of        glo  -  ry ;  Shout  your  tri-umph     as    you         go  ; 


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1.  Why  that    look    of        sadness?  Why    that  downcast  eye?' 

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THE  BIBLE. 


GERMAN  MELODI". 


1.    The     Bi-ble,    the    Bi-ble!  more  precious  than  gold,  ?       It    speaks  of  sal- 


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The     Bi-ble,    the    Bi-ble!  more  precious  than  gold, 
The  hopes  and  the    glories  its  pa  -  ges      un  -  fold; 

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2  The  Bible— the  Bible!  blest  volume  of  truth. 
How  sweetly  it  smiles  on  the  season  of  youth; 
It  bids  us  seek  early  the  w  pearl  of  great  price,' 
Ere  the  heart  is  enslaved  in  the  bondage  of  vice. 


3  The  Bible!— the  Bible!  the  valleys  shall  ring, 
And  hill-tops  re-echo  the  notes  that  we  sing; 
Our  banners, inscrib'd  with  its  precepts  and  rules, 
Shall  long  wave  in  triumph, the  joy  of  our  schools. 


"JUST  AS  I  AM." 


Da.  LOWIIi  MASON. 


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3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  fears  within,  and  wars  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 


5  Just  as  I  am — Thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe — 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

6  Just  as  I  am — Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now  to  be  Thine,  yea,  Thine  alone— 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 


PILGRIM'S  SONG. 


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Arranged  from  9  9."! 

I1KNKV   \\  ELLS.       OOO 
For  tin-  work. 


1.  Whith-er, 

2.  Fear    ye 


pilgrims, 
not      the 


are 
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you     go  - 
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h\V  J1.  J1  fT^-hM^4-4-5ZCTZCa: 

3.  Tell     me,  pil  -  grims,  what  you  hope  for,      In     the    bet  -  tor     land? 

4.  Will    you    let       me     trav  -  el    with  you,    To    the     bet  -  ter  land? 

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An-gels  round  us 


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Spotless  robes  and  crowns  of     glo  -  ry,     From  a 
Come    a  -  way,  we        bid  you  welcome,     To    our 


Sa  -  vior's    hand 
lit  -  tie      band  ; 


~f    p  IC-^EJLjLLu    p'   |     P  IP    P.E=±J: 


6  -  ver  plains,  and  hills,  and  val-leys,  We     are    go  -  ing      to    his     palace, 
Christ  our    lead-er  walks    be-side    us,    He  will  guard,  and  He  will  guide  us, 


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VTe  Bhall  drink  of  life's  clear  riv  -  er,  We  shall  dwell  with  God  for  -  ev  -  cr, 
Come,  0  come  !  we    can- not  leave  you,  Christ  is    waiting      to      receive  you 


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336 


Slow. 


THE   CHRISTIAN'S  REQUIEM.    7,  8,  11. 

Rev.  W.  F.  FARRINGTON. 


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and  for  the  untrodden  shore,And  the  race  of  im  -mor  -  tals  be  gun. 


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2  Spirit  !  look  not  on  the  strife, 

Or  the  pleasures  of  earth  with  regret, 
Nor  pause  on  the  threshold  of  immortal 
life, 
To  mourn  for  the  day  that  is  set. 


3  Spirit !  no  fetters  can  bind, 

No  wicked  have  power  to  molest ; 
There   the   weary  like   thee — there   the 
mourners  shall  find 
A  Heaven,  a  mansion  of  rest  I 


SHOUT,  0  GLORY.    8  &  7. 


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1.     Come,  thou  fount  of  eve  -  ry   bless-ing  Tune  my  heart  to  sing   thy  grace  ! 
Streams  of    mer  -cy  nev  -  er  ceas-ing,  Call  for  songs   of    loud- est  praise. 

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SHOUT,  0   GLORY.   Concluded. 


337 


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Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sang  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 

Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love  ! 
Shout,  O  glory,  &c. 


Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home : 
Shout,  O  glory,  &c. 


EXPOSTULATION,     lis. 


1st  time. 


2d  time. 


nnggmsifs 


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O    turn  ye,    O     turn    ye,    for   why  will     ye      die? 
And  an  -  gels  are    wait  -  ing  to      wel     ------     come  you  home. 


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AY  hen     God     in    great     mer  -  cy      is      com    -  ing 
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How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away  ; 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 
And  now  Christ  Is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 
0  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe  j 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  c<nne, 
'Tis  he  bids  you  welcome,  he  bids  you  come  home. 
;  In  riches,  in  pleasures,  what  can  you  obtain, 
To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  p*in  ! 
29 

22 


To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summon'd  to  die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high. 

5  Why  will  you  be  starving  and  feeding  on  air? 
There's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare  ; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

6  Come,  give  us  your  hand,  and  the  Savior  your  heart. 
And  trusting  in  heaven  we  never  shall  pari  ; 

0,  how  can  we  leave  you  ?  why  will  you  not  come? 
We'll  journey  together,  and  soon  be  at  home. 


338 


LONG  TIME  AGO.    8  &  4. 


Slow. 


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3  On  his  head  the  dews  of  midnight 

Fell,  long  ago, 
Now  a  crown  of  dazzling  sunlight 
Sits  on  his  brow. 

4  Jesus  died — yet  lives  forever, 

No  more  to  die — 
Bleeding  Jesus,  Blessed  Savior, 
Now  reigns  on  high  ! 

5  Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding 

For  dying  men, 
Soon  he'll  finish  all  his     leading, 
And  come  again. 


6  Budding  fig-trees  tell  that  summer 

Dawns  o'er  the  land, 
Signs  portend  that  Jesus'  coming, 
Is  near  at  hand. 

7  Children,  let  your  lights  be  burning, 

In  hope  of  heaven, 
Waiting  for  our  Lord's  returning 
At  dawn  or  even. 

8  When  he  comes  a  voice  from  heaven 

Shall  pierce  the  tomb, 
"  Come  ye  blessed  of  my  Father 
Children,  come  home.'' 


290 


ATONEMENT.     C.  M. 


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FINE. 


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(There     is     a    form  -tain  filled  with   blood,  Drawn  from  Imman-uel's  veins  : 
(  And    sin-ners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood,  Lose    all  their  guil    -    ty  stains. 


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ATONEMENT,     Concluded 


Lose      all       their      guilty    stains,     Lose 


all   their     guil  -  ty    stains, 

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SP 


2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

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

3  Thou  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 


Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God, 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 
4  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. 


BABTIMEDS. 


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Till  the  gracious      Sa  -  vior  bid  him,  Come,  and  ask     Me  what     you     will. 


Money  was  not  what  he  wanted 

Though  1  :.  used  to  live  ; 

But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted, 

Alms  which  o  I    iri^t  would  give 

Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Turn  my  darkness  into  day  ; 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 

Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 


5  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around. 
Friends,  is  not  my  cast"  amazing? 
What  a  Savior  I  have  found. 

6  0  that  all  the  blind  bat  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  me  ; 
Surely,  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
lie  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 


340 


ENTREATY.    8s  &  7s. 


Arranged  for  this  Work, 


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!Now   the      Sa-vior  stands  and  pleading,  At   the      sinner's  bolted  heart ; 
Now     in     heaven  he's  in  -  ter-ced-ing,     Un-der  -  tak-ing  sinner's  part. 
Once     he     died  for  your   be  -  hav-ior,    Now   he   calls  you   to  his  arms. 


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Sinner    can  you  hate  the  Savior  ?    Can  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms  ? 


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2  Jesus  stands,  oh,  how  amazing, 

Stands  and  knocks  at  ev'ry  door  ; 
In  his  nand  ten  thousand  blessings, 
Proffer'd  to  the  wretched  poor. 

Chorus. — Sinner  can,  &c. 


3  See  him  bleeding,  dying,  rising, 
To  prepare  you  heavenly  rest ; 
Listen,  while  he  kindly  calls  you, 
Hear,  and  be  forever  blest. 

Chorus. — Sinner  can,  &c. 


4  Now  he  has  not  come  to  judgment, 
To  condemn  your  wretched  race  ; 
But  to  ransom  ruined  sinners, 
And  display  unbounded  grace. 

Chorus. — Sinner  can,  &c. 


5  Will  you  plunge  in  endless  darkness, 
There  to  bear  eternal  pain  ; 
Or  to  realms  of  glorious  brightness, 
Rise,  and  with  him  ever  reign  ? 

Chorus. — Sinner  can,  &c. 


I'M   GOING   HOME.     L.  M. 


Arr.  by  W.  Mo  DONALD. 


341 


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f  My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair  ;  Nor  pain,  nor  death  can  enter  there  : 


Its  glittering  towem  the  sun  outshine  ;  That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 


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2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky  : 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  man-ion  mine  shall  be, 

Tin  going  home,  &c. 

3  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home, 
Affliction*!  vravea  may  round  me  foam  ; 
And, though  like  Lazarus,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 

I'm  going  home,  &c. 
29  * 


4  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow ; 
Be  mine  a  happier  lot  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 
I'm  going  home,  &c. 

5  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

Tin  going  home,  &c. 


Arranged  by 
W.  Mc  DONALD. 

FINE. 


1.  Sin  -  ner  go,  will  you  go,  To  the  high-lands  of  heav-en 
Where  the  storms  nev-  er  blow,  And  the  long  sum-mer's  giv  -  en  : 
And    the    leaves  of    the    bowers,  In   the     breezes       are     flit-tins. 


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Where  the  saints  robed  in  white — 
Cleansed  in  life's  flowing  fountain  ; 
Shining  beauteous  and  bright, 
They  inhabit  the  mountain, 
Where  no  sin,  nor  dismay, 
Neither  trouble  nor  sorrow, 
Will  be  felt  for  a  day, 
Nor  be  feared  for  the  morrow. 


He's  prepared  thee  a  home- 
Sinner  canst  thou  believe  it  ? 
And  invites  thee  to  come, 
Sinner  wilt  thou  receive  it? 
0  come,  sinner,  come, 
For  the  tide  is  receding, 
And  the  Savior  will  soon, 
And  forever  cease  pleading. 


524 


SANCTIFICATION.     C.  M. 


Arranged  from 
S.  HUBBARD. 


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SANCTIFICATION.     Concluded. 


343 


This       all     my     hope,  and     all    my    plea,  For  me     the     Sa  -  vior    died. 
Sprin-klo    me        ev  -  er     with     thy  blood,  And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 


:1T 


Wash  mc,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own  ; 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, — 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 


4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 
Till  faith  to  sight  improve  ; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 


290 


CARVOSSO. 
3=* 


C.  M. 


Arranged  for  this  work. 


1.      There  is       a     foun-tain  fill'd  with  blood, Drawn  from  ImmanuePs     veins 


W  -*-    _#_    -^    -^    _#_    -#.  T~ 

Chorus,    j    wjj]  be-lieve,  I      do     believe,    That     Je  -  sus  died   for        me, 

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~H~i  0  0-0l  0   n*  h  i    JTgqfc 

=*1TT  rif-p  j  j  ^ff-ft 


Si 


The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 

Wash  all  i i i v  sins  away. 
1  will  believe,  &c. 
Thou  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  1  «e  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 

Are  siv  ->\.  bo  sin  no  more. 
I  wiJl  beliere,  &c. 


i  4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  bo,  till  I  die. 
I  will  belieYe,4bc. 
;  5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamrn'ring  tongue, 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 
I  will  believe,  &c. 


344 


THE  EDEN  ABOVE. 


Arranged  from  Revival 
Melodies,  for  this  work. 


j^^^gggjjBg 


1.  (  We're  bound  for  the  land  of  the  pure  and  the  ho-ly,    The  home      of  the 
(  Ye  wanderers  from  God  in  the  broad  road  of  fol-ly,      O     sav     will  you 


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2  In  that  blessed  land  neither  sighing  nor  anguish 
Can  breathe  in  the  fields  where  the  glorified  rove  ; 
Ye  heart-burden*d  ones,  who  in  misery  languish, 
0  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 

Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  &c. 
0  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 

3  No  poverty  there. — no,  the  saints  are  all  wealthy, 
The  heirs  of  his  glory  whose  nature  is  love  ; 

Nor  sickness  can  reach  them,  that  count?y  is  healthy; 
0  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 

Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  &c. 
0  say  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 

4  Eachsaint  has  a  mansion  prepared  and  all  furnished, 
Ere  from  this  clay  house  he  is  summon'd  to  move  ; 
Its  gates  and  its  towers  with  glory  are  burnish'd  ; 

0  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 

Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  &c. 
0  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 


5  March  on,  happy  pilgrims,  that  land  is  before  you, 
And  soon  its  ten  thousand  delights  we  shall  prove  ; 
Yes,  soon  we  shall  walk  o'er  the  hills  of  bright  glory, 
And  drink  the  pure  joys  of  the  Eden  above. 

We  will  go,  we  will  go,  &e. 
0  yes,  we  will  go  to  the  Eden  above. 

6  And  yet,  guilty  sinner,  we  would  not  forsake  the*, 
We  halt  yet  a  momenr,  as  onward  we  move  ; 

0  come  to  thy  Lord,  in  his  arni3  he  will  take  thee, 
And  bear  thee  along  to  the  Eden  above. 

Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  &c. 
0  say,  will  you  go  to  the  tiden  above  ? 

7  Methinks  thou  art  now  in  tby  wretchedness  saying, 
0,  who  can  this  guilt  from  my  conscience  remove  ? 
No  other  but  Jesus  ;  then  come  to  him  praying — 
Prepare  me,  0  Lord,  for  the  Eden  above. 

Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  &c. 
At  last,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  abo?o? 


CROSS    AND 


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go  home    my  crown, 

391  Pleading    the    promises. 

i   Mr  y  alone  can  meet  my  case  ; 
For  mercy,  Lord,  I  cry  : 
.1  sns,  Redeemer,  show  thy  face 
Id  mercy,  or  I  die  : — 
2  I  perish,  and  my  doom  were  just  ; 
But  wilt  thou  leave  me  ? — No  : 
I  hold  thee  fast,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

to  me  thy  promise  stands, 
And  ever  most  abide  : 
Behold  it  written  on  thy  hands, 
.  graven  in  thy  - 
4  Tii  mly  will  I  cleave  ; 

is  all  my  | 
That  word  is  truth,  and  I  believe  : 
Lord,  on  me. 

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And  bid  my  tr  tables  cud. 
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heaven. 


to  wear,        For  there's    a  crown  for     me. 

4  Thou  canst  o'ercome  this  heart  of  mine 
Thou  wilt  victorious  prove  ; 
For  everlasting  strength  is  thine, 
And  everlasting  love. 


770  The  shadow  of  a  fjreal  rock  in  a  weary  land. 

1  Now  to  the  haven  of  thy  breast, 

0  Son  of  man,  I  fly  ; 
Be  thou  my  refuge  and  my  rest, 
For  0  !   the  Btorm  is  hi  2 

2  Protect  me  from  the  furious  blast ; 

My  shield  and  shelter  be  : 
Hide  me,  my  Savior,  till  o'crpast 
The  storm  of  sill  I 

3  As  welcome  as  the  water-spring 

Is  to  a  barren  pla 
Jesus,  descend  on  m  ■.  and  bring 
Thy  sweet,  refr 

4  As  o'er  a  parche  1  ai  land, 

A  r  »ck  <•:. 
So  hide  me,  Savi  >r,  with  thy  hand, 
An  .  .  -d  head. 

5  In  all  the  times  of  d 

Thou  hast  my  - 

in  my  utter  helplee 

■  from  -in  ; 

'■  II  ■  i  m  move 

In  every  trying  h  >ur  ; 

me  with  thy  love, 

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346 

a,    With  spirit. 


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2  Fight  on,  ye  Christian  soldiers, 
The  battle  you  shall  win, 
Fight  on,  ye  Christian  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win  ; 
For  the  Savior  is  your  Captain, 
For  the  Savior  is  your  Captain, 
And  he  hath  vanquished  sin. 


3  And  when  the  conflict's  over, 
Before  him  you  shall  stand, 
And  when  the  conflict's  over, 
Before  him  you  shall  -stand, 
You  shall  sing  his  praise  forever, 
You  shall  sing  his  praise  forever, 
In  Canaan's  happy  land. 


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[        The  voice   of  free  grace  cries,  '  Escape   to  the  mountain  :'  For  Adam's  lost  race 

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3.      Now   Je  -  sus   our  King,  reigns  tri-umphant-ly    glorious!    O'er  sin,  death  and 


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Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain  ;       For  sin  and  pol-lu-tion,  for  eve-ry  transgression, 

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mercy,  and  can  you  for-bear  ?  Though  your  sins  are  increased  as  high  as  a  mountain^ 


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hell,  he  is  more  than  victorious  ;  With  shouting  proclaim  it,  oh  trust  in  his  passion, 


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His  blood  flows  so  freely  in  streams    of    sal  -  va-tion.  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah,  &c. 


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His  blood  can  remove  them,  it  flows  from  the  fountain.  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah  to      the 


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He  saves  us  most  freely  oh       pre-cious     sal  -  va-tion.  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -jah,  &c. 

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Lamb,    who  has  bought  us  a  pardon,  We'll  praise  him  again,when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 


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SCOTLAND. 


DR.  JOHN  CLARKE. 


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Slow  and  tenderly. 


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1.     Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave, but  we  "will  not  de-plore  thee ;  Though  sorrows  and 
'2.  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,we  no  longer  de-plore  thee,    Nor  tread  the  rough 


3.  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  and  its  man-sions  forsak-ing,   Per-haps  thy  tried 

4.  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  'twere  wrong  to  deplore  thee,When  God  was  thy 

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dark-ness   en  -  corn-pass     the     tomb, 
path  of     the   world   by      thy     side ; 

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Sa  -  vior       has  passed  thro'     its 
the    wide     arms     of    mercy    are 


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spir  -  it      in      doubt  lin-gered     long ; 
ran  -som,  thy    guar-dian    and     guide; 


But      the     sun  -  shine     of  heaven  beamed 
He     gave    thee,    and      took  thee,     and 


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por-tals   be  -  fore  thee,    And    the  lamp  of  his   love  is   thy   guide  thro' the     gloom — 
spread  to  en  -  fold  thee,    And     sin  -  ners  may  hope,  since  the  Sa-vior     hath    died  — 


bright  on   thy    wak-ing,      And  the  song  that  thou  heard'st,  was  the  seraphim's  song  — 
soon  will  re  -  store  thee, Where  death  hath  no  sting,  since  the   Sa-vior     hath    died — 


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And  sin   -  ners      may  hope,      since 


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thy     guide    thro'      the       gloom, 
the       Sa  -    vior     hath         died. 


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And  the   song     that      thou  heard'st,    was         the 
Where       death   hath       no      sting,      since         the 


ra  -  phim's      song. 
Sa    -  vior       hath      died. 


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ANTHEM  FOR  EASTER,     Continued. 


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1.  Come,  let  us  a  -  new     our  journey  pur  -  sue,     Roll  round  with  the  year, 
Oar  life  is    a    dream,  our  time  as    a    stream  Glides  swiftly    a  -  way ; 


fete 


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And      nev  -  er  stand  still  till  the    Mas-ter  ap-pear  !  His  a  -  dor  -  a-ble  will 
And  the    fu  -  gi  -  tive  moment  re  -  fu  -  ses  to    stay,     The    ar-row  is  flown, 

3Tb  b  J.i 


I  have    finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do  !  0  that  each  from  his  Lord, 


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may  receive  the  glad  word,  Well  and  faithfully  done  !  En  -  ter  in    -  to    my 


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hope,  and  the  labor  of  love,  By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the 
view,  and  e  -  ter  -  nity's  here,  Rushes    on  to  our  view,  ande  -  ter-ni-ty's  here. 


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joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne,  Enter     in-to  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne. 


HAPPY  DAY.    L.  M. 


From  "  Wesloyan  9  K  9 

Sacrt-d  Harp."  0(JD 


mrnrwrn 


1.     $   <)      hap-py  day   that  fixed  my  choice  On  thee,  my  Sa-vior  and  my  God  !  ) 
\  Well  may  this  glowing  heart  re  -joice,  And  tell  i  s  raptures  all  a-broad.   \ 


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He  taught  me  how     to  watch  and  pray, And  live     re  -joic-  ing  eve  -ry    day. 

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2  0  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. 
Happy  day,  &c. 


3  "lis  done,  the  jrreat  transaction's  done  ; 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
Happy  day,  &c. 


4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest  : 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart : 
With  him  of  every  good  possessed. 
Happy  day,  &c. 


5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  how, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 
Happy  day,  &c. 


23 


354  GREENWICH.    L.  Jg 

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Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I,  To     mourn  and  murmur  and    re 


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But,  0  their  end,  their  dreadful  end,  Thy  sane  -  tu 


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GREENWICH,     Concluded. 


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I  _j j ! ff 


On  slipp'ry  rocks 


On  slipp'ry  rocks  I  see  them  stand,  And  fi 
¥+?  mx0    0   0      . 


1     be  -  low. 

Si 


bil 


lows  roll  be -low. 


On  slipp'ry  rocks,  &c. 


ras 


fe 


SONNET.     8s  &  4. 


^-M-tzi 


=t 


I 


1.   When  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer,  And  seas  are  calm,  and  skies  are  clear  ;  > 
And  faith  in  live  -  ly   ex-er   -   cise,And  dis-tant     hills   of  Ca-naan  rise,    y 

iftfcg  m  p  0  w  p  c  i*  1 0-  rV>  i  #•  r  i!  m  »•  .-i 

zzz^A^jiz^lzzzpzzz^itzz^z^^z^zz^^-Mzbzzzzt 


The  soul   for  joy  then  claps  her  wings,  And  loud  her  lovely   son-net  sings,  Vain 


SI? 


■0-0- 
55 


•5-  -»r-0^0T0^ 


^=5&- 


mm 


;qz: 
Mz. 


world  adieu  !  Vain  world  a-dieu,  And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings,  Vain  world  a-dieu  ! 
/^  ^^  >^s  ^^ 


2  With  cheerful  hope  her  eyes  explore 
Kaeh  landmark  on  the  distant  Hhore  ; 
The  trees  of  life,  the  pastures  green, 
The  golden  streets,  the  crystal  stream  ; 

In  f>r  joy  sire  ciapa  her  wings, 
And  load  her  lovely  sonnet  sings 
Vain  world,  adieu. 


3  The  nearer  still  she  draws  to  land, 
More  eager  all  her  powers  expand  ; 
With  Bteady  helm,  and  free  bent  sail 

Ilor  anchor  drops  within  the  vail 
Again  for  joy  she  claps  her  wings 
And  her  celestial  sonnet  sings, 
On  Canaan's  shore. 


356 


PORTLAND.      L.     M. 


■axm. 


llllili 

day  of  sacred    rest,  No  monai  cares  snan  seize  my  ureast  ; 


__:i:p 
O:  2  ea  *  #  I  f  c   +-»4  ^ 


t=td±=dbdti=±^ 


£ff~l  II'  '  ^B 


J t_. 


-I I 

4— U- 
— h- 


jEdE-l 


TTTI  4^-T-»4-H-44 


- — i-=i — i — i-^  - 


0  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found,  Like  David's  harp  of 


^-y-,||J,4U4j-"= 


T-rt-J-^-^-  '  *    '  j-^-H— ^-Ht- -M- 


0  mav  mv  heart  in  tune  be  found, Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 


O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, Like  David  s  harp  of  solemn  sound, 


BS: 


may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, . 


BE 


:tt=|=f 


:=: 


Like 

z=f 


:*zr 


Like  David  s  harp  of    solemn  sound. 


^Prfrag^ 


=t=4-j   J_: 


solemn  sound, Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound, 

3r^g=j=p--4  J~~H~1   Fir 


Like  David's  harp  of    solemn  sound, 


- — ?- 


O  may  mv  heart  in 

^3 


"E1*  ri — — I t j-m-m-m-m-9 


David's  harp  of    solemn  sound, 


f= 


4f  _ 


EE 


Hif 


O      may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 


-#-# 


3fcte: 


0  may  my  heart  in    tune  be  found,  O  may,  &c 


PORTLAND.     Concluded. 


357 


tune        be  found, 


sound. 


is; 


*^     may  my  heart  in  tone    be  found,  Like     David's  harp    of         sol    -    emu      sound. 


2* 


^   g 


&] 


3— r- 


=FF 


rz^c^: 


341 


TURN     TO     THE     LORD. 


ye    sin  - 
sua  rea 
hon 


ntrs,  poor  and    need-y,  >V  eak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore  ; 
-  dy  stands  to    save  you,  Full  of      pi  -  ty,love  and  power. 
-  or,  and     sal  -  va-tion,  Christ  the  Lord  is  come     to  reign. 

-£i-d+n  Hi  J]  li  l^-M^rh  1  ii'lti 

|  T=rri— ft izjzzJ  |  ill  zzq: 


!"1 — p~g 

Turn  to     the  Lord,  and  seek  sal 


~Nt" 


va-tion,  Sound  the  praise  of 


n 

0 

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his  dear  name 
D.C 


i 


n.c. 


.  come  and  welcome, 
<  I      •  nty  glorify ; 

T.- i  •  I  elief  and  ti  i  nee, 

-  you  nigh. 
3  Let  i  make  yon  linger, 

Nor  of  fitnec  -  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  f i t 1 1 -  —  He  requiretb, 
I  of  Him* 


Ck>me  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  Call, 
[fyou  tarry  till  your  bettor, 

You  will  never  come  at  all. 
Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  Him — 

Hear  liim  cry  before  He  dies. 


358 


"JOYFULLY!    JOYFULLY!" 


isiii§ss 


Rev.  A.  D.  MERRILL. 


tt 


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*      w       II     V  '   \m~       II      l|    U  M'     ^1-tUL  |  l[     'I 

1.    Joy-ful-  ly,  joy-ful-ly  onward  I  move,  Bound  for  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above;  ) 
An-gel  -  ic    chor-ist-ers,  sing  as  I  come,  "Joy-ful-ly,  joy-ful-ly  haste  to  thy  home,'"  ) 


!&4-t4l- 


5^5 


i-j-gJS* 


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■i-nt-v 


#£= 
3 


*-• 


Si 


&n*-+ 


ne  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  I'll 


Soon,  will  my  pilgrimage  end-ed  be-low,    Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  I'll     go> 

rfS — i — K-i-  t-h — KhtH 


=«=t 


** 


s^Si^ii^ 


±=t 


s 


Pilgrim  and  stranger  no  more  shall  I  roam.  Joyful-ly,    joy-ful-ly     rest-ing  at  home. 


3:8  i±ML  g  *fy««i  y-g*^ 1 — fip-c'-^-^-^-^T1— 


TP^-PJ^TF*!^ 


t=H 


iisllIII 


2  Friends  fondly  cherished  have  passed  on 
before,  [shore; 

Waiting,  they  watch  me  approaching  the 
Singing  to  cheer  me  through  death's  chill- 
ing gloom, 
"  Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home." 
Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  my  ear  ; 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  voices  I  hear  ! 

Rings  with  the  harmony  heaven's  high  dome ! 
"  Joyfully,  joyfully,,  haste  to  thy  home." 


3  Death  ,with  thy  weapons  of  war  lay  me  low, 
Strike,King  of  terrors, I  fear  not  thy  blow  ;. 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb  : 
Joyfully, joyfully,  will  I  go  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 

!  Death  shall  be  banished,  his  sceptre  be  gone,. 
Joyfully,  then  shall  I  witness  his  doom ; 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 


GLORY    IN    MY    SOUL. 


359 


Arranged  for  this  work. 


A*  I'll  i  h  JTir7»TfrfJ'lnt-J*Jvff4^r^^ 


~>ul  is     DOW  u    -  ni  -  ted  To  Christ  the  liv-in<?  vine;  His  grace  I  long  hare 


£>zz^zztzz~         ' ft:pzzazqiz]zzrzzzzi         _^tzzzzzzjzzs 

>a  Jl    i  *  !i>  I  gfrarrl  i    iTPi-  i  hxf 

'**  O.J  l — h •- — L a-*L0^m-m  —  Lr2 — €^*r #-— 


^Sa 


FSfcsEBSai 


*-+*-& 


SSli 


CHORUS. 


z*z22zzjr 


Blighted,  Bat   now   I    feel  him  mine:  There's  glorv   in  mv     soul;  And     glory    all    a 

-T-        tt-  -K3i-^rr-» r p^z^S! 


ZtZZtZZZLpZLZ^ZZZZZIZZZZZZTTZiZ^iZ^T 


«3 

I     m'? 


iW,|»  p  p  p\r»  J  J I  J.  P  \  hi    irtr 
U- U-LU  MUM     ^  *  lj;  '  /  J  I  J  5g 


round:!      am    seek-ing  joys    im    -  mor  -  tal, —  A     bright,   a  star  -  ry        crown. 


-&-*. 


->  -  ct 


m 


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a_*: 


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2  Soon  m  my  nil  I  ventur'd 

( )n  the  atoning  blood, 
The  Holy  Spirit  enter'd, 
And  I  was  born  of  God  ; 
Chorus. — With  glory  in  my  soul, 

3  Now  Christ  i>  my  salvation; 

Wl, 
I  have  no  condemnation  ; 
My  Father's  wrath  is  o'er, 
Cho.— W 

4  I  taste  a  heavenly  \  leasure, 

And  need  not  fear  a  frown  ; 


&c. 


Christ  is  my  joy  and  treasure, 
My  glory  and  my  crown — 
Cho. — I've  glory  in  my  soul,  &c. 

5  When  I  reach  the  world  of  glory, 
And  take  my  seat  al 
I'll  repeat  the  wondrous  story, 
Of  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
Cho. — With  glory  in  my  soul. 
And  glory  all  around, 
I  will  Mng  forever,  glory! 
And  wear  the  conqueror  is  crown. 


3G0 


HOME   BEYOND   THE  TIDE. 


Author  of  this  beautiful  tune  unknown.    Arr.  for  this  work 

t=zfcz=fcizzq 


^^  Author  of  this  beautiful  tune  un 

-g^f-j — gzg_gr-*—  ::iz:^xEf  zzf  _f  :^z 

're  out  on     the      o-cean     sailintr.  Homeward  boun' 


1.  We're  out  on     the      o-cean     sailing,  Homeward  bound  we  sweet-ly      glide, 

2.  Millions  now    are  sai'e-ly      landed       0  -  ver      on     the  gold  -  en     shore; 

'ZT^^iz±:?r^=^-^^^;ts?zgrfcjz=Sr^rSr±zg:l 


9* 


We     are     out     on     the  o  -  cean   sailing,      To  our   home  be-yond  the    tide. 
Mil-lions   more  are on        the  journey,  Yet  there's  room  for  millions  more. 


:3= 


__%^__ !l_JL  ^         J^_ 


& 


All  the   storms  will  soon  be    o  -  Ter,  Then  we'll  anchor   in      the     har-bor, 


rl— 


^z^zz^|z*zziz^^ 

We   are     out    on   the    o-cean   sail-ing,    To  our  home  be-yond  the     tide. 


t 


— I — 


:sz^tznz:zu:zKzz8±Zf 

:t=tSz5zi:!!z_^z:?z^z±zt 


FLETCHER.     8s  &  7s.   DouUe. 


;6l 


Arr.  for  this  work. 

Words  by  K>;v.  W.  II! 


There  is      a   Bpot     to     me  more  dear  Than  native  vale  or  mountain 
A    spot  for  which  af-fection'a  tear  Springs  grateful  from  its  fountain 

#l>ut  where  I  first  my  Sav-ior   found,  And  felt  my  sins    fbr»giv  -  en. 


e*^1* — f 


-G- 


±*. 


J=r± 


azcs^t 


=rj-  I      |     li±=|=i=l 


•tt~i« 


!).(' 


i^iB 


not  where  kindred  souls  abound,  Tho'  that  on  earth  is    hea  -  ven  ; 
1  ■  H j H — I 


n  r  r  f  r  i  f 


as  my  toil  to  reach  the  shore, 
1  upon  the  ocean  , 
e  me  was  the  thunder's  roar  ; 
eath  the  waves' commotion : 
Darkly  the  pall  of  night  was  thrown 

Around  me,  faint  with  terror  ; 
In  that  'lark  hour — how  did  my  groan 
■  rror ! 

3  Sinking  and  panting  as  for  breath, 

a  near  me  ; 
And  cried,  ••  0  !  save  .  :'rom  death, 

Immortal  Jesus,  hear  me." 


Then  quick  as  thought  I  felt  him  mine, 
My  Savior  stood  before  me  ; 

I  saw  his  brightness  round  me  shine, 
And  shouted,  •'  Glory  !  Glory  !" 

Oh,  sacred  hour!  oh,  hallowed  spot ! 

Where  love  divine  first  found  me  ; 
Wherever  falls  my  distant  lot, 

My  heart  shall  linger  round  thee  ; 
And  when  from  earth  I  rise,  to  soar 

dp  r  i  my  home  in  heaven  ; 
Down  will  I  cast  my  eves  once  more, 

Where  I  was  ren. 


Words  to  "  Home  beyond  the  tide. 


-  ip  "  for  glory, 
ap  your  mind, 
For  g  anchor ; 

ind. 

4  Y      I  ave  kindred  over  yonder, 

:ijht  and  happy  shore  ; 

.1  by  well  join  their  number, 

o'er. 


•">  Spread  your  sails,  while  heavenly  breezes, 
Mtly  waft  our  vessel  on  ; 
All  on  board  are  sweetly  singing, 
Free  Salvation  u  the  e  >ng. 

G  When  we  all  are  s/ifely  anchored, 
Then  we'll  shout — our  trials  o'er  ; 
We  will  walk  about  the  city, 
And  we'll  bins:  forever  more. 


362 


I'M    WEARY,  lis. 


Arranged  for  this  work. 


ft** a  1 1  !'  Mi  h  rli  M— ■J.-FTTTrr-MT 

1.      I'm   wea-ry     of    sigh-ing,  0    fain  would  I     rest,    In     the     far     dis  - 


SiliiPiPilil 


j — P — i- 


j>  $ 


gziTpTTayfegEg^E^i 


-     tant     land    of       the   pure  and  the  blest ;  Where  sin  can   no     long-er     its 
ifcff-  ■  |  |    I       ,         | r-r l-r— (-T-H- 


1P>— t>^4  *  ?  f  r  1 1  r  i  p^t^ttT"  lit 


y^- 


■S*rtzq=z=f5i=qi=tni|==j5rx 


d=s 


atzat 


Sri 


biand-ish-ments  spread,  And  tears  and  temptations  for  -  ev  -  er     are      fled. 


2--| ' i -— r-+-# #.    #-  - 


^zz^xz^z: 


2  I'm  weary  of  hoping, where  hope  is  untrue, 
As  fair,  but  as  fleeting  as  morning's  bright 

dew  ; 
I  long  for  the  land  whose  blest  promise  alone, 
Is  changeless  and  pure  as  eternity's  throne. 

3  I'm  weary  of  loving  what  passes  away, 
The  sweetest,  the  dearest,  alas,  do  not  stay  ; 


I  long  for  that  land  where  those  partings 
are  o'er, 
And  death  and  the  tomb  can  divide  hearts  no 
more. 

4  I'm  weary  my,Savior,  of  grieving  thy  love, 
0,  when  shall  I  rest  in  thy  presence  above  1 
I'm  weary,  but  0,  never  let  me  repine, 

While  thy  changeless  love,  and  thy  promise 


SHADES    OF    EVENING.    8s  &  7s. 


BAILEY. 


363 


An.lamc. 


-k — 


1.    Si  -  iently  ihc  shades  of  evening  Gather  round  my  low-  ly      door:  Si-lent-ly   they 

II  I  I      i  -#-  -^-    -fiJ-  I        f 


2.    living   in  the    si-lcnt  hours,  Where  our  spir-  its     on 


nd/They,  unlinked  with 


S=£ 


._.. 


no      more.  Oh!  the  shrouded  and  the  lonelv. 


°  i  I  I  I  -0-  S-    -O-O-  -0-0- 

cn-thlv  trou-ble,\\  c  still  hop- ing      for      its       end.  How  such  holy  memories  cluster, 


our  hearts  they  perish  not.  Oh !  the  lost,  the  unforgotten,  Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot; 

n  i        II       \  -0-  -0- 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past,  Pointing  up  to  that  far  heaven  We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 


^g— I-^^fi     ~l0~-0-0-0$0-0~-0— #F^— K^— H— I^-n^VE,- 


1  See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground, 
to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 

In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound — 
"  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  lata  in  beauty  blooming, 

Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

2  ••  What  though  yet  no  leases  grieve  you, 

( lay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ; 
I.  •  n 'i  cloudless akies  deceive  you ; 

to  autumn  place." 
On  the  trco  of  life  eternal 

Li  '  o  ir  high  tst  li  >pe  be  stayed  :' 
This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bean  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 


Moments  at  the  Crofts. 

1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  1  spend  ; 
Life  and  health,  and  pea  "'ng> 

From  the  Burner's  dying  Friend. 
Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie  ; 
While  1  sec  divine  compassion 

Beaming  ill  his  gracious  e\  e. 

2  Love  and  grief  ray  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I "11  bathe; 

Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

May-  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go  ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 
And  himself  more  fully  know. 


364 


PALESTINE     6  lines  8s. 


MAZZLNGHI. 


wm. 


,1.    Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan,  Hath  taught  these  rocks  the  notes  of  woe; 

wbf  =^      -J-JJijflKSEBffl 


3S^|%?g^# 


1.    Come,  freelv  come,  bv  sin  oppressed,  Unbur  -    then    here  thv    weigh  -  ty      load, 


s-ae-r 


fcfc 


§^SiE§^lllIlII^Ilfl 


j^  Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan,  And       let         thy  tears  for  -  get    to     flow; 


EJJ.JLJ.JlJj'S 

ind  thy  ref-uge  and      thy   rest,    . 


^— t 


S@^ 


R 


I 


Here  find  thy  ref-uge  and      thy   rest,    And    trust       the    mer  -  cy  of    thv    God; 


mmm 


■ 


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gg"  0 


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g^3t-ghfe 


221 


Be  -    hold  the  precious  balm   is    found,  To       lull     thy     pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 


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gp  *  \tfii\mgm& 


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ii**h 


■iS—^ 


p™*SjJz5> 


Thy     God's  thy  Savior,  glo-rious  word!   For-   ev  -  er       love  and  praise  the  Lord. 


T0- 


530        Ardent  longings  for  the  blessing. 

1  Come,  O  thou  universal  Good, 

Balm  of  the  wounded  conscience,  come  ! 
The  hungry,  flying  spirit's  food, 

The  weary,  wand'ring  pilgrim's  home  ! 
Haven  to  take  the  shipwreck'd  in, 
My  everlasting  rest  from  sin. 

2  Come,  O  my  comfort  and  delight : 

My  strength  and  health,  my  shield  and 
sun ; 
My  boast,  and  confidence,  and  might, 

My  joy,  my  glory,  and  my  crown: 
My  Gospel  hope,  my  calling's  prize ; 
My  tree  of  life,  my  paradise. 

3  The  Secret  of  the  Lord  thou  art, 

The  mystery  so  long  unknown  : 
Christ  in  a.  pure  and  perfect  heart ; 


The  name  inscribed  on  the  white  stone, 
The  life  divine,  the  little  leaven, 
My  precious  pearl,  my  present  heaven. 


803    I  will  follow  thee  whithersoever  thou  goest. 

1  Master,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim  ; 

Thine,  wholly  thine,  I  long  to  be  ; 
Thou  seest,  at  last,  I  willing  am, 

Where'er  thou  go*st,  to  follow  thee  ; 
Myself  in  all  things  to  deny; 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  live  and  die. 

2  Pleasure,  and  wealth,  and  praise  no  more 

Shall  lead  my  captive  soul  astray  ; 
My  fond  pursuits  1  all  give  o'er; 

Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  t'  obey  : 
My  own  in  all  things  to  r 
And  know  no  other  will  but  thine. 


DUNBAR.     S.  M. 


Rrv.  E.  W.  DUNBAR. 


365 


•■  wm  s  >t  Mrmrrjm 


*"  1.     Through  this    ooklworid/a  -    tone,    With 


ft 
none 


jovr-ney 


my   heaven-ly  home,  And     sing,     sal  -  va-tion"~ 


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Sal   -  va  -  tion's  free       for     vou  and   me.  I'm       clad   sal  -  va  -  tion's  free. 


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Salvation's  free  and  full — 

0  let  the  tidings  roll ! 

In  me.  I  feel  it  burning  now. 

tire  all  through  my  soul. 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 

I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 

.;  tion's  free  tor  you  and  me, 

I'm  glad  salvation's  free. 

Come,  brethren,  help  me  sing, 

One  song  of  lid 
For  without  money,  without  price. 

I've  found  salvation  free. 
Cii". — I'm  jjlad  salvation's  free, 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 
Salvation's  free  for  you  and  me, 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free. 

The  Good  Shepherd. 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is ; 

1  shall  be  well  supplied  : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  II.-. 

What  can  I  want  beside? 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 
I'm  gla-l  salvation's  free, 

•/ion's  free  for  you  and  me, 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free. 


2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  gron 

Where  living  ?         -  _  ;ss, 

And  full  salvations 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 

3  If  e'er  I  ^0  astray. 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  His  own  right  way 

For  his  most  holy  name. 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 

4  While  He  affords  Bifl 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  shepherd's   with  me  there. 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  ray  A  : 

My  cup  with  blessings  overt! 

And  joy  exalts  my  head. 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 

6  The  bounties  of  Thy  love, 

Shall  crown  my  Tut 

from  Thy  house  will  I  remove, 
N    I    Basel     -M-ak  thy  praise. 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 


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INDEX    OF   HYMNS. 


PAGE. 
According   to  thy  gracious.. Montgomery.    90 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have C.  Wesley.  169 

A  fountain  of  life  and  of  grace. .  "  "  233 
Ah,  how  shall  fallen  man.. Epis.  Col.  164, 196 

Ah,  whither  should  I  cro C.  Wesley.  164 

Alas,  and  did  my  Savior  bleed. .  Watts.  118,313 
All  glory  and  praise  to  Jesus...  C  Wesley.  301 

All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb Watts.  139 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  na.. Perronet.  98 
All  praise  to  Him  who  dwells..  C.  Wesley.  123 
All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord.  "      "  98 

All  thanks  to  the  Lamb "      "        301 

All  things  are  possible  to  him...."       "        205 

All  yesterday  is  gone Pratt's  Col.  185,  187 

Almighty  Maker,  God Watts.  191 

Almighty  Maker  of  my Steele.     13 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross Watts.  99, 150 

A  nation  God  delights  to  bless..  C.  Wesley.  221 

And  am  I  born  to  die "        "        169 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die "        "        211 

And  are  we  yet  alive "        u        197 

And  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain  w        "        201 

And  can  I  vet  delay "        "        175 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high... Steele.    94 

And  did  the  Holy  and  the  Just "  93 

And  let  our  bodies  part C.  Wesley.  168 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail-...  "        "        156 

And  must  1  be  to  judgment "        "        112 

And  must  this  body  die Watts.  161 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God,  Doddridge.  48 
Angels,  from  the  realms  of... Montgomery.  275 

Angels  our  march  oppose C.   Wesley.  183 

Appointed  by  thee,  we  meet....  "  "  301 
Are  there  not  in  the  labor.. J.  Wesley.  213,  217 
Arise,  great  God!  and  let  thy.... Merrick.     40 

Arise,  my  soul    arise C.  Wesley.  222 

Arise,  my  soul,  on  wings..  Ch.  Psalmody.  49,69 
Arise,  my  soul,  with  rapture...  .Epis.  Col.  30 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake — Put.  .Shrubsole.  31,66 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake C.  Wesley.    26 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cool. .  Tate  4*  Brady.  140 
Assembled  at  thy  great  command. .  Collyer.    63 

As  when  the  weary 60 

A  stranger  in  the  world  below. .  C.  Wesley.  156 
Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word,   "        "  38 

Author  of  faith,  to  Thee  I  cry,  "  "  210 
Author  of  faith,  we  seek  Thy,    "        "•  21 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song Hammond.  182 

Awake.  Jerusalem,  awake C.  WesUy.    33 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the Ken.     49 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful   lays 305 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  ever}7,  Doddridge.  107 
Awake,  ye  saints,  awake Epis.  Col.  226 


PAGE. 

I,  Away,  my  unbelieving  fear. . .  C.  Wesley.    23 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear.  "        "        234 

Baptized  into  thy  name "        "        224 

Before  Jehovah's"  awful Watts.    28 

Before  thy  mercy  seat « Bathurst.  152 

;  Behold!  I  come  with  joy C.  Wesley.  157 

|  Behold !  O  Lord,  before  'thy Steele.  114 

Behold  the  Christian  warrior,  Montgomery.      6 

.  Behold,  the  heathen  wait  to "..Yoke.    33 

j  Behold  the  Savior  of S.  Vfesley,  Sen.  118 

Behold  the  sure  Foundation Watt*.    79 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace Newton.  180 

Being  of  beings,  God  of C.  Wesley.    89 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom "        "       212 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er Ileber.  113 

Blessing  and  honor J.  Wesley.     51 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart Keble.  176 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace Watts.  168 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting C.  Wesley.  136 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds Fawcett.  168 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow....C  Wesley.  228 
Bright  and  joyful  is  the  mo.. Montgomery.  246 

Brightest  and "  best  of  the Heber.  297 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star Lyte.  83, 136 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads Watts.     13 

But  can  it  be  that  I  should C.  Wesley.  215 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill Heber.    83 

By  faith  I  to  the  fountain C-  Wesley.    55 

Call'd  from  above,  I  rise C.  Wesley.  190 

Celestial  dove  descend  from 149 

Centre  of  our  hopes C.   Wesley.  256 

Chastised  by  an  indulgent "        "  9 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King..  Cennick.  253 

Christ,  from  whom  all C.  Wesley.  262 

Christians,  brethren, ere  we.. IT.  AT.  White.  254 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen C.   Wesley.  251 

Come  away  to  the  skies "        "        294 

Come,  Father,  Son — Honor....  "        "  53 

Come,  Father,  Son— Whom....  "        "  53 

Come,  holy,  celestial  Dove "        n        235 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick...   •'        "        205 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  inspire Pratt's  Col.  128 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts. .  C.  Wesley.  107 

jCome,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly Watts.  106 

1  Come,  humble  sinner,  in...". Jones.  119 

Come,  let  our  souls  adore <..  Steele.  147 

Come,  let  us  anew  our— Roll....  C.  Wesley.  352 

Come,  let  us  ascend "        '•        294 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful..  Watts.  102,154 

Come,  l^t  us  join  our C.  Wesley.     74 

Come,  let  us  join  with  one....  "        "        102 

Come,  let  us  tune  our  loftiest West.      6 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace C.  Wesley.    91 


INDEX      OF      HYMNS 


369 


PACK. 

Come,  lot  us  who  in  Christ....   C.  Wmk 
Come,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for. «  "       "        159 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  mil X,irtun.  250 

Come.  (>  my  God,  the  promise,  C.  Wish;/.  94 
Come.  O  my  soul,  ill   sacred. . . .  Blacklocfc.     49 

Gome  on,  my  partners C.  Wesley.  '210 

Gome. O  thoa  all  victorious....  "  "  132 
Come,  O  thou  greater  than****  "       "         34 

Come,  O  thou  Trawler "         "        200 

Come.  O  thou  universal  Good. •  •'       "       197 

Gome,  O  ye  sinners  to "       "         61 

Come  i|uirUlv,  irracious  Lord...    "         "  78 

Gome,  said  JesoV sacred... Mrs.  Barbauld.  249 
Gome,  Savior  Jesus,  from  abo. .J.  Wesley.  17 
Gome,  sinners,  to  the  gospel...  C  Wesley.    36 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad Watts.  166 

Come,  thou   I). -sire  of  all Steele.    77 

Come,  thou  everlasting  Spirit..  C.  Wesley.  213 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  every*.  MMnson.  239,336 

Come,  thoa  omniscient  Son C.  Wesley.  101 

Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit,  Jay.  270 
Come,  weary  sinners,  come....C\  Wesley.  177 

Come,  weary   souls Mis.  Steele.     13 

Come,  ye  disconsolate Moore.  301 

Come,  ye  sinners  poor Hart.  270,  357 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord Watts.  171 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Savior's Steele.  225 

Comfort  ye  ministers  of  grace,  C.  Wesley.    51 

Consider  all  mv  sorrows Watts,  247 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the.  .Montgomery.  124 
Day  of  Cod.  thou  blessed  day,  H.  F.  Gould.  250 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of Newton.  275 

Dear  Savior,  if  these  lambs 60 

Dentil  less  spirit  now  arise Topi  ad  y.  267 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest Bryant.     50 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  ...  .Steele.  55 
Deepen  the  wound  thy  bands*. C.  Wesley.  74 
Delightful  work,  yonng  souls..iS7rap/i«»i.  82 
Depth  of  mercy  !  can  there  be,  C.  Wesley.  255 
Did  Christ   o'er  sinners  weep.... Beddome.  175 

Draw  near.  0  Son  of  God C.  Wesley.     53 

Dread  Jehovah  I  God  of  Nati. .  Cong.  Col.  238 

Early,  my  God 149,314 

Earnest  of  future  bliss Toplady.  229,  231 

Encompassed  with  clouds  of. ..Noel's  Col.  233 

Enthroned   Li  Jesus  now JueUcin.  ISO 

Enthroned  on  high,  Almighty,  Humphries.  10" 

Equip  me  tor  the  war "...C.  Wesley.  1";> 

Eternal  Beam  of  Lijtht divine..  "        "         51 

Eterna!  depth  of  love  divine J.  Wesley.    63 

Sternal  Power  whose  high  abod< — Watts  28 
Eternal  Source  of  every  joy...  .Doddridge.     35 

Eternal  Son  i   divine Steele.     64 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth 104 

Except   the  Lord  conduct  C  Wesley.  214 

Except  the  Lord  our  labors Bathurst.     53 

Expand  thv  wings,celestial  Dove,C  Wesley.  204 

Extended  on  a  canted  tree J.  Wesley.    92 

Far  from  my  thoughts  vain Watts.    39 

Far  from  1 1,  Steele.  185 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord Cowper.  135 

Father,  h.ar  the  blood C.   Wesley.  299 

Father,  how  \»ide  thv  glory Watts.     81 

father,  I  dare  believe  -...' C.  Wesley.  197 

Father,  if  1  may  call  thee  so....  "        "         18 


PAGE. 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands..  C.  Wesley.  70,  149 
Father  of  all,  in  whom  alone.  "        "  80 

Father  of  eternal  grace "         "  253 

Father  of  heaven,  whose  love,  Pratt's  Col.  28 
Father  of  Je«a*  Christ,  my — C.  Wesley.    88 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thv  word Steele.  135 

Father,  oar  hearts  we  lift C.  Wesley,  171* 

Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost,Thy  "  "  283 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, One  "  "  257 
Father,  supply  my  every  need..  "         "  54 

For  a  season  called  to  part Xi  irfnn.  255 

Forever  here  mv  rest  C.   Wesley    IS 

Forever  with   the  Lord Montgomery.  162 

Fountain  of  life  to  all  below ('  Wesley.  120 

Friend  after  friend  departs Montgomery.  323 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  Watts.  28 
From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard,  Cunningham.  14 
From  every  stormy  wind  that .. . .  StoweU.  61 
From  Greenland's  icy  moan  tains..  Heber.  280 

From  the  cro^s  uplifted  high Haweis.  259 

From  whence  these  direful.. S.  Wesley,  Jr.  113 
Full  of  trembling  expectation. .  C.  Wesley.  213 
Gentlv,  Lord,  O  gent'lv  lead  OS.. .Hasting*.  272 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith Watts.  138 

Giver  and  Guardian  of C.  Wesley.     95 

Giver  of  peace  and  unity "  17 

Give  to  the  winds   thy  fears J.  Wesley.  163 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are Nuvton    240 

Glory  be  to  God  above C.  Wesley.  263 

Glory  to  God  whose  sovereign.."        "  25. 

Glory  to  the  almighty  Father.... Bathurst.  240' 
Glory  to  thee  my  God  this  night... .Ken  39,65 
Glor'v  to  thee  whose  powerful..  C.  Wesley.     66 

God 'is  a  name  my  soul  adores Watts.      5 

God  is  pone  up  on  high C.  Wesley.  231 

God  is  in  this  and  every  place..  "        •'        133 

God  in  his  earthly  temple 34 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his Watts.    47 

God  is  my  strong  salvation.  .Montgomery.  279 
God  is  our  refuge  and  defence,         "  62 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way..Cbwper.  142 

God  of  all  consolation .  C   W  esley.  281 

Godof  almighty  love "        "        187 

Gcd  of  eternal  truth  and  grace,  "  "  121 
(7od  of  love  who  heare>t  prayer,  "  "  251 
God  of  mv  life,  through  all.*... Doddridge.  29 
God  of  my  life,  what  just  return,  C.  Wesley.  9 
God  of  mv  life,  whose  gracious,  "        "  43 

God  of  my  salvation  hear "        "        286 

God  of  my  strength,  in  thee. .  Wrangham.     12 

Go  preach  my  gospel Watts.      5 

Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dead 57 

Go  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet....  Watts.    23 

Go  ye  messengers  of  God Marsden.  260 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound.. Doddridge.  258 

Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine Stocker.  246 

Grant  me   within  thy  courts.. Montgomery.   154 

Great  God,  atten  I  while  Zion Watts.    36 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble....  "  13,27 
Great  God,  let  all  our  tuneful,  Heginbotham.    46 

Great  God,  now  condescend Fellows.  185 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to...  .Psalmist.  32 
Great  God,  this  hallow'd  day. ..  C.  Wesley.  206 
Great  God,  to  me  the  sight  afford,"  "  75 
Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening Steele.    88 


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INDEX      OF      HYMNS 


PAGE. 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God Waits.  I(i6 

Great  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee 274 

Great  King  of  plory,  who J.  H.  Jenne.  126 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies..  Steele...  64 
Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people.... Nnv'on.  145 
Great  Source  of  being  and  of  ..Doddridge.  43 
Great  spirit,  by  whose  mighty....  Ha  we  is.  104 
Guide  me,  U  thou  great  Jehovah.. Oh ver   273 

Hail,  Father,  Son  and  Holy C.  Wesley.    77 

Hail,  sacred  truth,  whose Baptist  Col.  125 

Hail,  the  day  that  sees  him  rise,  C.  Wesley.  247 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus.. Bakewell.  237 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of Hastings.  29(5 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed.  .Montgomery.  280 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath-day BnJfinch    195 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended,  C.  Wesley.  143 
Happy  soul,  who  sees  the  day..  "  "  265 
Happv  the  man  who  finds  the..  "        w  22 

Happy  the  meek  whose  gentle Scott.     14 

Happv  the  souls  to  Jesus C.  Wesley.  119 

Hark!  a  voice^dsvides  the  sky..  "        '•        267 

Hark!  a  voice  from  heaven 274 

Hark!  from  the  tombs Watts.  146 

Hark!  how  the  watchmen  cry..  C.  Wesley    182 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps Kely.  241 

Hark!  the  glad  sound Doddridge.  109 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing. .  C.  Wesley.  247 
Hark!  the  notes  of  angels  singing.. Kelly.  241 
Hark!  the  son<?  of  Jubilee... Montgomery.  260 

Hark!  the  voice  of  love  and Francis.  276 

Hark!  what  mean   those  holy....  Caicood.  240 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise T  Scott.  254 

Harken  to  the  solemn  voice C.  Wesley.  285 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent "        "        258 

Hear,  O  sinner,  mercy  hails  you Reed.  272 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath.... Cowper.  243 
Heavenly  Father,  Sov'reign.  Salisbury  Col.  254 

He  comes!  He  comes! C.  Wesley.    31 

He  dies!  the  Friend  of WoUs.  69,  48 

He  reigns,  the  Lord  of "        41,67 

Help,  Lord,  to  whom C.  Wesley.  219 

He's  gone,  the  spotless  soul....  "  "  206 
He  wills  that  I  should  holy....  "        H         39 

High,  on  his  everlasting J.  Wesley.      * 

Ho!  every  one  that  thirsts "        ''  20 

Holy  and  true  and C.  Wesley.    31 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is "        "  67 

Holy  Gho>t  dispel  our 243 

Holv  Lamb,  who  thee  receive.. J.  Wesley.  250 

Holy  Spirit,  Fount  of 239 

Hosanna,  be  the  children's... Montgomery.  151 

Hosanna  to  Jesus  on  h igh C  Wesley.  235 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet Watts.  158 

How  blest  the  righteous  v.'her\..Barbauld.  21 
How  blest  the  sacred  t\e..Mrs.  Barbauld.     56 

How  can  a  sinner  know C.  Wesley.  173 

How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop..  Watts.  80 
How  do  thy  mercies  close  me..C.  Wesley.      9 

How  firm  a  foundation Kennedy.  298 

How  great  the  wisdom Beddome.     84 

How  happy  are  the  little  flock.. C.  Wesley.  21b' 

How  happy  every  child  of "        "  73 

How  happv,  gracious  Lord "        "        213 

How  hsppy  is  the  pilgrim's.... J",  Wesley.  212 


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How  happy  the  sorrowful  man,  C.  Wesley.  232 

How  helpless  nature  lies Steele.  K>5 

How  large  the  promise Wafts.     7S 

How  oft  have  I  the  Spirit C.  Wesley.  157 

How  often  I  am  weary 325 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely. Watts. 

How  precious  is  she  book Fawcett.  144 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature Walts.  131 

How  shall  a  lost  sinner  in C.  Wesley.  232 

How  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel's.. Boa-ring.  17 
How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing.. Bathurst.  13 
How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus.... Newton.  136 

How  tedious  and  tasteless "        23d 

How  tender  is  thy  hand Hasting.  17f> 

How  vain  are  all*  things Watts.    96 

How  vain   is  all  beneath Pratt's  Col.     56 

Humble  and  teachable C  Wesley.  207 

I  ask  the  gift  of "      "    91,153 

If  death  our  friends  and  us "      "  211 

If  human  kindness   meets Noel's  Col.  144 

If,  Lord,  I  have  accept C.  Wesley.    14 

If,  on  a  quiet  sea 192 

If  thou  impart  thyself C.  Wesley.  153 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives.  "  "  99 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer — What,  Medley.    31 

I  listen  to  the  voice.... '.  C.  Wesley.  185 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  while Watts.  202 

I  long  to  behold  Him C.  Wesley.  233 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  heard Watts.  143, 151 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord Dwight.  171 

I  love  to  steal  awhile Mrs.  Brown.    86 

Immortal  honor,  endless  fame... . Dryden.  201 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here T-  B.  Taylor.  307 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my Watts.  125 

I'm  weary  of  sighing 362 

In  answer  to  ten  thousand  pray.  C.  Wesley.    95 

In  every  time  and  place "        "        186 

In  every  trying  hour Coombs.  195 

In  hope,  against  all  human C.  Wesley.    77 

In  mercy,  Lord  remember Moravian.    82  _ 

In  the  Christian's  home  in 382  J  ) 

In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  s tars.... Heber.  255 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord  Kelly.  276 

In  thy  presence  we  appear... Montgomeiy.  251 

Into  thy  gracious  hands  I J.  Wesley.    46 

is  this  a  fast  for  me Drummond.  196 

I  ihirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb...  J.  Wesley.  17 
It  is  the  Lord  who  doth  not....  C  Wesley.  115 

I  want  a  heart  to  pray "        "        177 

I  want  a  principle "        ''        145 

I  was  a  wander  in  ir  sheep Bonar.  331 

I  would  be  thine,  O  take Reed's  Col.  130 

I  would  not  live  always Muhlenburg.  303 

Jehovah,  Goa,  the  Father C.  Wesley.  139 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 127 

Jerusalem,  my  happv  home,  O 117 

Jesus,  accept  "the  praise C.  Wesley.  223 

Jesus,  all  redeeming  Lord.......  "        "        255 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme "        "        118 

Jesus,  a  word,  a  look #..  "        "  53 

Jesus  Christ,  who  stands "        "        259 

Jesus  comes  with  all  his  grace..  '        "        263 

Jesus,  faithful  to  his  word "        "        285 

Jesus,  Friend  of  sinners........  "       "       283 


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PAGE. 

Jesus,  from  whom  all  blessings,  C.  Wesley.    49 

Jesas,  Great  Shepherd  of "       "        131 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might...  "       u        140 

Jesas  died  on  Calvary's  mountain 

Jesus,  I  come  to  thee Benton,  188 

Jesas,  I  fain  womld  find C.  Wet 

Jesas,]  fain  woald  walk "        "     15,35 

Jesas,  I  mj  cross  have  takes  mU  2 12 

•t  -nil   thou  art C.  Wesley.    92 

Jesas,  immortal  Kim:..... Border.  109 

in  whom  the  Godhead's* »C.  Wesley.    57 

in  whom  but  thee Conder.    on 

Jesas  is  oar  common  Lord C.  Wesley.  202 

iesas,  kind,  inviting  Lord 4< 

Jesas,  let  thy  pitying  eye "        "       282 

Jesus,  Lord  of  life  and  glory 277 

Jesas,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee...(.\  Wesley.  249 

Jesas,  lover  of  my  soul "       "       203 

my  Advocate  above "       "  8 

my  all,  to  heaven  is  go ne. .  Cennick.  22 
Jesas,  tuv  life,  thyself  apply.. .C.  Wesley.  137 
Jesas,  my  Lord,  \  cry  to  thee..  "         "         122 

my  Savior,  Brother M        H         56 

Jesas,  my  troth,  my  way w       "       188 

Jesas,  oar  besl  beloved  friend.  Montgomery .  55 
FeSOS,  plant  and  root  in  me....C  Wes' 
Jesus,  Redeemer,  Savior,  Lord* .  "       M       345 

Jesus,  and  Bhall  it  ever  be Gregg. 

shall  I  never  be C  Wesley.  248 

shall  reign  where'er  the  sun..  Walts.    33 

Jesas  spreads  l  is  banner B.  Hart.  245 

Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God C.  Wesley.  57,  (55 

Jesas,  tiie  Life,  the  Truth "        "  229 

Jesus,  the  Lord  of  glory,  (lied 145 

Jesus,  the  Name  high  ever  all..C.  Wesley.     99 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend "       *•  15 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  rest Toplady.    90 

Jesus,  the  visions  of  thy   face 31(5 

Jesus,  the  word  bestow' C.  Wesley.  191 

Jesus,  the  word  of  mercy  give..."  "  121 
Jesas   thine  all  victorious  love.. 4<        M  98 

.testis,  thou  everlasting  Kim: Watts.    33 

thou  soul  of  all  my  joys,  C.  Wesley.  213 

thou  Source  divine Steele.  158 

Jesas,  thy  b  ood  and  righteous.. J*.  Wesley.  43 
Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me-  C.  Wesley.  201 
Jesus,  thy  Church  with  longing.. Bathurst.  is 
Jesus,  thy  far  extended  fame...  (7.  Wesley.  41 
Jesus,  thy  wandering  sheep — •'  "  -hi 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly....  "        "  89, 101 

Jesus,  to  thy  dear  wounds "         "         1 4-'i 

united  by  thy  grace "       *'  89, 117 

we  bow  before  thy Beman.  24,  57 

we  lift  our  souls  to  thee Beck.    83 

we  look  to  thee C.  Wesley.  170 

,  thy  words  depend,  "        "  4f5 

Jesus,  we  thus  obey "       "        160 

wlmre'er  thy  people  meet. .  Cewper.    55 

Join  all  the  glorious  names Watts.  230 

Join  all  ve  ransomed  sons C  Wesley.    71 

Joy  fully,  joyfully  .onward,  Rev.  W.  //»  iter.  358 

Just  ta  1  am.... Charlotte  Elliott.  334 

;  faithful  souls,  and..  C.  Wesley.  198 

Let  all  in  whom  the  Spirit,  W.M. Bunting.  102 

Let  all  on  earth   their  voices Watt 

Let  all  who  truly  bear ...C.  Wesley.  187 


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Let  earth  and  heaven  agree.... C.  Wesley.  '227 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend Watts.  117 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodnesa "       85 

Let  Him  to  whom  we  now  be..C.  Wesley.  120 

Let  me  go,  the  dav   is 

Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom.. C.  Wes 

Let  party  names  no  more Beddome.  195 

Let  the  still  air  rejoice Pierpont.  289 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world Newton.  128 

Let  /ion's  watchmen  all  awake,  Doddridge.  100 

Life  is  the  time    to  serve Walts.     58 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things...  ('.  Wesley.  108 
Lift  your  eyes  of  faith,  and  see  "  "  263 
Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of..  "       "       274 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire "       "       263 

Light  of  the  Gentile  world "       "         59 

Light  ot'  those  whose  dreary...  "  "  238 
Listen  to  the  gentle  prompt. ...  Woodbury.  238 
Lo!  God  is  here!  let  us  adore.../.  Wesley.  200 
Lo!  He  comes,  with  clouds,  C.  Wesley.  2 
Lo,  I  behold  the  scattered  shades...  Watts.  138 
Lo,  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land...  C.  Wesley.  216 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee Watts.  120 

Lord,  and  is  thine  anger  gone. « C.  Wesley.  283 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  we   sinners  lie Brown.     93 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with— Bid 245 

Lord,  dismiss  us   with — Fill B'irder.  269 

Lord,  fill  me  with  an  humble...  C  Weslei ,  17 
Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are...  Watte.  16,  68 

Lord,  how  shall  sinners  dare Steele.  1S8 

Lord,  I  am  thine   entirely Davies.     37 

Lord,  I  approach  the  mercy-seat.. Newton.  92 
Lord,  I  believe  a  re^t  remains..  C.  Wesley.  88 
Lord,  I  believe  thy  every  word.."        "  75 

Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal-."        "  45 

Lord.  I  have  made  thy  word Watts.  114 

Lord,  If  at  thy  command C.  Wesley.  195 

Lord   if  thou  hast  bestow'd... .  "        "        176 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou Watts.   129/ 

Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace.. C  Wesley.  172 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we Montgomery.  252 

Lord  of  my  life,  O   may  thy Steele.    85 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear C.   Wesley.  167 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear. .  .Doddridge.  24,27 
Lord  of  the  wide,  extended....  C.  Wesley.    62 

Lord  of  the  worlds  alx>ve Watts.  226 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy Boston  Col.  115 

Lord,  thou  wilt   hear  me  when Watts.    91 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in •'         52 

Lord,  we  believe,  to  us  and — C.  Wesley.    45 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee Hammond.  253 

Lord,  when  to  thee  my  sinking 1 15 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch ...  Watts.  354 
Lord,  when  we  bend  before... Pratt's  Col.  114 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind Wreford.  105 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  seas...C\  Wesley.  24S 
Lo!  round  the  throne  a.*. .Pearson's  Col.  63 
Lo!  the  pris'ner   is  released. ...  ('.  Wesley.  265 

Lo!  what  a  glorious  sight Watts.  Ill 

Love  divine,  ad  love C.   Wesley.  244 

Lo  vers  of  pleasure  more "       "       114 

Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb....  "       "       246 

Man  dieth,  and  wastet h G.  P.  Morris.  235 

Muster,  I  own   thy  lawful C.  Wesley.  197 

May  I  love  thee   and  adore 277 

May  I,  throughout  this  day ....  C.  Wesley.    95 


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INDEX      OF      HYMNS. 


PAGE.  I 

May  the  grace  of  Christ Newton.  244 

Meet  again 3  tf)  I 

Meet  and  right  it  is C.  Wesley.  28-'» 

Mercy  alone  can   meet. .  .Montgomery    148,315 

Mercy,  O  thou  Son  of  David Newton.  339 

Men  who-e  boast  it  is 350 

Millions  wiihin  thy  courts.... Montgomery.    35 

Mine  eyes,  and  my  desires 194 

Mortals  awake,  with  anjrels Medley.  10^ 

My  davs  are  gliding  swiftly 327 

Mv  drowsv  powers,  why Watts.  107 

Mv  countrv,  'tis  of  thee S.  F.  Smith.  288 

Mv  faith  looks  up  to  thee..... .R.  Palmer.  289 

My  former  hopes  are  fled Cowper.  16-1 

My  God,  how  endless   is  thy Watts.     14 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee...  C.  Wesley.  144 

Mv  God,  my  God,  to  thee  "         "  74 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love.... Watts.  179 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope "      115 

My  God,  my  portion  and  my "        72 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all "      110 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own Doddridge.    35 

My  heart  is  fix'd  on  thee Wrangham.    32 

My  heavenly  home  i>  bright  W. Hunter.  322,341 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Savior S 

Mv  Maker  and  my  King Steele.  180 

My  opening  eyes  with  Epis.  Col.    35 

My  Savior,  my  Almighty Watts.  102 

Mv  soul  is  now  united 359 

My  refuge  is  the  God Watts.  308 

My  Shepherd's  mighty  aid T.  Roberts.  292 

My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord..  Vil.  Hymns.  184 
My  soul,  before  thee  prostrate.. J.  Wesley.      8 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard Heath.  183 

My  soul,  thro'  my  Redeemer's. .  C.  Wesley.     25 

My  soul,  with  humble Livingston.     45 

Mv  span  of  life  will  soon  ....Mrs.  Cowper.  97 
Must  Jesus  bear  his  cross....  G.  N.  Allen.  345 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  Sarah  F.  Adams.  309 

Not  heaven's  wide  range Wes.  Mag.     33 

Not  here  as  to  the  prophet's Conder.      7 

Not  to  condemn  the  >ons Watts.    41 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner Haswigs.  281 

Now,  even  now,  I  yield C.  Wesley.  152 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our Mason.    91 

Now  host  to  host 279 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground.. J.  Wesley.  203 
Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood. .  Watts.  302 

Now  is  the  accepted  time Dobell.  181 

Now  let  mv  soul  eternal.... Heginbotham.  49,69 

Now,  Lord,  fulfil  thy  faithful West.    81 

Now  may  he,  who  from Newton.  253 

Now  the* Savior  stands E.  H.  Chapin.  340 

Now  to  the  haven  of  thy C.  Wesley.  34o 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. Montgomery   182,193 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  Let Watts.  190 

O  bessed  souls  are  they "       192 

O  come  and  dwell  in  me C.  Wesky.  194 

O  come,  loud  anthems Tate  Sf  Brady.    41 

O  could  I  lo»e  myself  in C.  Wesley.     92 

O  do  not  be  discouraged 346 

Of  Him  who  did  salvation C.  Wesley.     16 

O  for  a  closer  walk  Cowper.  122 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not Baihurst.  101 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly Hart.    44 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise *  * .  C.  Wesley.  1 19 


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O  for  an  overcoming  faith Watts.  121 

O  for  a  thousand  seraph   C.  Wesley.    99 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues "      M 

O  for  that  flame  of  living  f\re...Bathurst.    37 
O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart. .  C.  Wesley.  123 

0  for  the  death  of  tho>e Ch.  Psalm.  160 

O  i-dorious  hope  of  perfect C.  Wesley.  221 

O  God,  most  merciful  and "        "  22 

0  God,  my  God.  mv  all J.  Wesley.     55 

O  God,  my  hope,  my  heavenly.  C.  Wesley.  198 

()  God  of  IMhel,  bv  whose Logan.    85 

O  God,  our  help  in  aires  Watts.  96,  137 

O  God,  thou  art  my  God Montgomery.     15 

O  God,  thou  bottomless J.  Wesley.    29 

O  God,  thv  faithfulness  I C.  Wesley.  219 

O  God,  to  whom  in  flesh "        n         39 

O  God,  unseen,  vet  ever 155" 

O  God,  what  offering  shall  I...J.  Wesley.  199 
O  happy  day  that  fix'd.  .Doddridge.  24,27,  353 

O  happy,  happy  place C.  Wesley.  178 

O  holy,  holy,  holy    Lord Conder.     35 

O  how  happy  are  they . C.  Wesley.  295 

O  Jesus,  at  thv  feet  .". "        *        100 

O  Jesus,  full  of  grace "        "        176 

O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and,  O...  '*        "  45 

O  Jesus,  in  pity  draw "        "        232 

Ojovful  sound  of ."         '■  73 

(>  King  of  fflorv,  thy J.  Wesley.     34 

O  Lamb  of  God,  for C.  Wesley.  218 

O  let  the  pris'ner's "        "  20 

0  Lord,  how  happy  should Keble.  213 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace Oberlin.    ±1 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive Hayings.  177 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou..G\  Wesley.  217 
O  love  divine,  what  ha*t  thou..  /'        "        198 

O  love,  thv  sov'rei<w  aid  "        "  54 

O  may  thy  powerful  word "        n        166 

O  might  my  lot  be  ca<t  with . . . .  "        "  51 

O,  mother  dear,  Jerusalem Quarles.  110 

O  mv  offended  God  C.  Wesley.  174 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit H.  More.    31 

Once  I  thought  my  mountain Newton.  258 

Once  more  my  soul  the  rising Waits.  104 

Once  more  we  come  before  our Hart.  105 

On  Jordan's  stormy  bank S.  Stennett.  1!6 

On  the  mountain's  top Kelly.  275 

On  this  stone,  now  laid  with Pierpont.  251 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn 337 

O  render  thanks  to  God Tate  8c  Brady.    43 

O  Savior,  welcome  to  my Bap.  Col.  132 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God.... Montgomery.      7 

O  that  I  could  repent... C.  Wesley.  160 

O  that  I  could  revere '•        "        160 

O  that  I  were  as  heretofore "        "  93 

O  th;rt  my  load  of  sin   "        "  10 

O  thou  from  whom  all  goodness.. Haweis.     87 

O  thou  God  of  mv  salvation C.  Wesley.  275 

O  thou  great  God,  whose Doddridge.     21 

O  thou,  our  Savior,  Brother C   Wesley.     47 

O  thou  that  heare^t  prayer.... Pratt's  C >l  224 
O  thou  thai  would'st  not  have..C  Wesley  174 
O  thou  to  whom  in  ancient  time.  .Pierpont.  7 
O  thou  to  whose  all-searching.. J".  Wesley.  47 
O  thou  who  all  things  canst. T..  "        "  44 

O  thou  who  earnest  from  above.  C.  Wesley.  42 
O  thoa  who  driest  the  mourner's... Moore.  130 


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PAGE. 

O  tliou  who  hast  at  thy  command,  CotU  nl.  83 
O  thou  who  ha«;t  our  sorrows. .  ('.  Wesley.  219 
O  thou  who  in  tin*  olive  shade.  ..HeNtaf.*.  1 17 
O  thou  whom  ail  thy  sainti — V.  Wesley.    44 

0  thou  whom  fain  my  soul "        "        201 

O  thou  whom  once  they  flocked  " 

0  thou  whom  we  adore u       "       1*53 

0  thou  whose  mercy  bean Steele.  189 

lelight  without  alloy Watte.    77 

Oar  Father  who  art  in  Heaven Hall.  367 

Our  few  revolving  years. Beddome,  165 

Our  God  is  love  and  all..2Bcfcers4etA'j  Col.  81 
Our  Heavenly  Father,  bear* . .Montgomery.  186 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from C.  Wesley.    20 

Our  sins  on  Christ  were  laid Fa  ten-it.   17  1 

Out  of  the  depths  of  wo Montgomery.  159 

Out  on  an  ocean Warren.  328 

0  what  amazing  words  of  grace.  .Medley.    80 

O  what  a  mighty  change C.  Wesley.  189 

0  what  delight  is  this "        "        172 

O  when  shall  we  sweetly  remove  "        "        234 

O  when  shall  [  see  Jesns -J7s 

O  where  is  now  that  plowing  love. .Kelly.  58 
0  where  shall  rest  be  found.  .Montgomery.  175 
0  who  in  Bnch  a  world  as  this,         "  135 

O  why  should  gloomy  thoughts.. Hastings.    97 

O  Wisdom,  whose  unfading Heber.  133 

0  wondrous  power  of  faithful.. C.  Wesley.  207 
Pass  a  few  swiftly  fleeting  years,"         "  21 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st 42 

Peace. troubled  soul,  whose-... 197 

Plunged  io  a  gulf  of  dark  despair..  Watts.  139 
Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings,  Ken.     24 

Praise  the  name  of  Trod 256 

Praise  waits  in  Zion Sir  J.  E.  Smith.  32,  H6 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good Watts.  11,  25 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  ye  immortal,        "  109 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  who  kindly 43 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey/ Hart.    39 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere. .  .Montgomery.  144 
Pray  without  ceasing — pray....C.  Wesley.  183 

Prince  of  peace,  control  my 246 

Pris'ners  of  hope,  be  strong....  C.  Wesley.  205 
Quickened  with  our  immortal. .."        "  42 

Rejoice  in  Jesus' birth "        "       173 

,  the  Lord   is  King "         "         227 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy St  nnett.     16 

Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy.... Montgomery.     85 

Return,  o  wanderer Colyer.    86 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch.  ..Seagrave  281,  287 

Rock  ol   Afi  - Toplady.  258 

Roll  on,  thou  joyful  day Duncan.  288 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean Pratt's  Col.  2S1 

through  another  wct-k Newton.  256 

Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound Walt*.   124 

Savior,  breathe  an  evening Edmeston.  208 

Savior,  from  sin  I  wait  to C.  Wesley.  207 

Savior,  1  now  with  shame M         "  58 

Savior  of  all,  to  tine  we  bow...  "         M  37 

Savior  of  men,  thy  searching..."       "  8 

Savior  of  the  sin-sick  soul "       "       268 

Savior,  on  me  the  grace  bestow."         "         221 

Savior,  see  me  from  above "       "       282 

Savior,  wc  know  thou  art "        "        224 

Savior,  when  in  dust  to  thee Grant.  268 

Savior,  who  thy  Hock  art 277 


PAGE. 

Sec,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain.. Kelly.  273 
See,  how  greal  ■  flame  aspires.  *  C  Wesley.  265 

See  how  the  moraine  sun Scott.  167 

See  Lraei's  gentle  S 'hep herd* •  .Doddridge.    82 

See  Jesus  rising  from   the Noel's  Col.  138 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples,  see.-.C  Wesley.  79 
See  where  our  great  High "       "       229 

Servants  of  Cod.  in  jovful . . .  .Montgomery.  6 
Shall  I  for  fear  of  feeble  man.. J.  Wesley.  50 
Shall  man,  ()  God,  of  life   and.. . .  Duright.     13 

Shepherd  divine,  our  wants C.  Wesley.    84 

Shepherd  of  souls,  with "       ■*         10 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord Watts.     19 

Since  all  the  varying. Ihrvey.     87 

Sing  we  the  song  of  those.. .  .Montgomery.    75 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above C.  Wesley.  251 

Sinner  go,  will  you  go 312 

Sinners,  lift  up  your  hearts....  C.  Wesley.  231 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel "        "  34 

Sinners,  obey  the  heavenly "        "  31 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God Fatccett.  132 

Sinners  turn,  while  God C.  Wesley.  201 

Sinners  turn,  why  will  ye "        '•        255 

Sister,  thou  wast   mild 277 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise C.  Wesley.  193 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  lay "        "         166 

Songs  of  praise  the  ang.  .Montgomery.  247,  252 
Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant.  C  Wesley.  257 

Sun  of  my  soul!  thou  Savior 57 

Sons  of  God  triumphant C  Wesley.  253 

Soon  may  the  last  glad Pratt's  Col.    26 

Sov1  reign  of  all  the  worlds.... Doddridge.     78 

Sov'reign  of  worlds Pratt's  Col.    63 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed....  Montgomery.  184 

Spare  us,  O  Lord Watts.  310 

Spirit,  leave  thy  house Montgomery.  267 

Spirit,  spirit,  thy  labor 336 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit C.  Wesley.     19 

Still  for  thy  loving  kindness "        "        105 

Surrounde  1  by  a  host  of "        "        205 

Sweet  is  the  prayer Martineau's  Col.  130 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my Watts.  36,  68,  366 

Sweet  is  the  time  of  Spring 190 

Sweet  was  the  time  when Newton.  100 

Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  re. .  C.  Wesley.  123 

Terrible  thought,  shall  I "         "  92 

Thank  and  praise  Jehovah... Montgomery.  252 

That  awful  day  will  surely Watts.  112,  148 

That  doleful  night  before  his  death.. Hart.    71 

The  Bible,  the  Bible,  more  precious 334 

The  counsels  of  redeeming S  Sennett.  115 

The  day  of  Christ,  the  day  of. .  C.  Wesley.     62 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dread W.  Scott.     19 

The  earth  with  all  her  fullness. .  C,  Wesley.  11 
Thee,  King  of  saint-,  we  praise.  "  "  16() 
Thee  to  laud  in  songs  divine....''         "        250 

Thee  we  adore.  Eternal  Name Watts.  1  16 

The  glorious  universe  around,  Montgomery.  124 

The  God  of  Abraham  praise Olivt 

The  Cod  of  mercy  be   adored. .  C.   Wesley.  157 

TheGospell  0,  what  endless Steele.    72 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table. .Doddridge.  117 
The  law  and  prophets  all  fore •  •('•  Wesley.    33 

rhe  long-lost  son  with  stream  < li; 

I  he  Lord  descended  from  above,  Stemhold.  103 
The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd... »Montyomer\ 


374 


INDEX      OF      HYMNS 


PAGE. 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  I  shall 367 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed Ktlly.  178 

The  Lord  i>  risen  indeed,  Hallelujah 349 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns Walts.  230 

The  Lord  mv  pa-ture  shall Addison.  203 

The  Lord  of* earth  and  sky C.   Wesley.  239 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is   Watts.  181,  365 

The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed.  H.  K.  White.  76 
The  mornins  flowers  display.  S  Wesley,  Jr.    2i 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 278 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord Watts.  165 

The  nations  of  the  earth Gil  tons.  167 

The  once  loved  form  now Mrs.  Steele.     96 

The  pity  of  the  Lord Watts.  189 

The  pravins  spirit  breathe C.  Wesley.  107 

There  is  a  fountain  filled..  Cowper.  90,  338.  343 
There  is  a  glorious  world..  ..Jane  Taylor.  151 

There  is  a  (jod  all  nature Steele.     11 

The;  e  is  a  harp  whose 56 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful Tappan.    86 

There  is  a  land  of  pure Watts.    73 

There  is  a  spot  to  me...  .Rev.  W.  Hunter.  361 

The  sacred  bond  of C.  Wesley.    79 

The  saints  who  die  of "        "  19 

The  Savior  when  to  Heaven....  "        "         30 

The  spacious  firmament Addison.    45 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts Onderdonfc.  173 

The  Sun  of  righteousness C.  Wesley.  199 

The  voice  of  free  grace Thvrshy.  347 

The  time  draws  nigh Scotch  Paraph.  146 

They  that  toil  upon  the  deep.  .Montgomery.  248 

This  day  the  covenant  I Bunting.  199 

This  day  the  Lord   has  called Bathnrst.     18 

This  is  thy  will,  I  know C.  Wesley.  185 

This  stone  to  Thee  in  faith.  ••  .Montgomery.     27 

This  book  is  ail  that's  left Gen.  Morris.  324 

This  place  is  holy  ground Montgomery.  323 

This  world  is  all  a  fleeting- 87 

This  world  is  poor  from  shore Nelson.  141 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  Thee  alone.  ..Doane.    80 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave Heber.  348 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dvinsr.  .Madan's  Col.  127 
Though  I  have  grieved  "thy  Spirit. .  Watts.  18 
Though  nature's  strength  decay.  ••  Ohvers.  292 

Though  now  the  nations  sit L.  Bacon.    27 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love C.  Wesley.  222 

Thou  God  of  power Pearson's  Col.  215 

Thou  great  mysterious  God C.  Wesley.  218 

Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm...  "        M        200 

Thou  Judge  of  quick "        "        197 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,   for "        -        135 

Thou  Lord  of  all  above Beddome.  194 

Thou  that  dost  mv  life Edyfield.  249 

Thou  refuse  of  my  soul Steele.  165,  196 

Thoa  rock  of  my  salvation C.  Wesley.  ]05 

Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord.  J.  Wesley.  176 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and...  C  Wesley.  236 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whose "        "        142 

Thou  very  Paschal  Lamb "        "        192 

Thou  very  present  aid "        "        159 

Through  this  cold  world  alone 365 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led Watts.    38 

Thy  gracious  presence,  O  my Steele.  141 

Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord 3Ior,t<.  ornery.  153 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  gracious Stennett.  133 

Thy  lovdng  Spirit,  Lord,  alone.  .C.  Wesley.    51 


PAGE. 

Thy  name  to  me  thy  nature C.  Wesley.  104 

Thy  presence,  gracious  Go! Favcett.    47 

Thy  presence,  Lord,  the  place..  C.  Wesley.  84 
Thy  word,  almighty  Lord.....  Montgomery    170 

Thy  works  of  glory  mighty Watts.  312 

Times  without  number' have  \..C.  Wesley.  148 

Time  is  winging  us  away Burton.  285 

'Tis  finished!  so  the  Savior  said.. Siennett.  12 
'Tis  finished!  so  the  Savior  cried..  "  321 
'Tis  finished!  the  Mess;ah  dies. .  C.  Wesley.  21 
To  bless  thv  chosen  race. . .  Tate  <\-  Brady.  179 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holv— The 220 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holv— Who- . .  Watts.    99 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son* J.  Wesley.  180 

To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes Watts.  225 

To  Him  who  children  blessed 196 

To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord Steele.     15 

To  Thee  be  praise  forever 279- 

Tossed  upon   life's  ragin? Ch.  Lyre.  237 

To  Thee.  O  God,  when  creat..  -Doddridge.  147 
To  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes....C.  Wesley.  284 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is Montgomery.  76 

Tremendous  God,  with  humble.  C.  Wesley.  59 
Try  us   O  God,  and  search  the.."        *        121 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  Watts.     19 

Urse  on  your  rapid  cour-e C.  Wesley.  163 

Vain  are  all  terrestrial  pleasures  ...Ford.  243 
Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu....  C.  Wesley.  283 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits Hart.    71 

Wake,  O  my  soul,  and  hail 40 

Wake  the  sons  of  Jubilee Pratt's  Col.  260 

Walk  in  the  light,  so  shalt Barton.    80 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  nisht.  .Bowring.  264 
Weary  souls  that  wander  wide.C  Wesley.  259 

We  are  bound  for  the  land -.Hunter.  344 

We  are  out  on  the  ocean 360 

We  bring  no  glittering Phillips-  279 

We  by  his  Spirit  prove C.  Wesley.  180 

Weep' not  for  a  brother "        "        235 

We  have  no  outward  right "        "  10 

We  journey  through  a  vale  cf Barton.  127 

We  know  by  faith^  we  know. . •  C.  Wesley.  172 

We  know  there  is  a  home 328 

Welcome,  delightful  morn Hayirard.  "226 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest Watts.  178 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  Thee J.  Wesley.  181 

We  live  as  pilgrims  329 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of 329 

What  am  I,  O  thou  glorious. ..  C.  Wesley.  38 
What  are  those  soul-revivins.  .Pratt's  Col.    30 

What  glory  gilds  the   sacred Cowper.  125 

What  is  our  calling's  glorious..  C.  Wesley.     95 

What!  never  speak  one  idle...." 

What  now  is  mv  object  and...."        "        236 

What  shall  Ido'my'God  to "        "        140 

What  various  hindrances  we Cowper.     61 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God,  Addison.  125 

When  blooming  youth  is >3Irs  Steele.    97 

When  first  the  Spirit  left  the Judhin.     42 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious..  Watts.  151 
When,  gracious  Lord,  when...»C".  Wesley.    43 

When  I  can   read  my  title Watts.  73,  150 

When,  Israel  of  the  Lord Scott.    64 

When  Israel  trod  the  desert... 31.  Irafton.     67 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous Watts.    20 

When  Jesus  left  his  Father's.  .Montgomery.    82 


INDEX      OF      HYMN'S 


375 


When  my  Savior  shall  Ibe....r    ffini 
When,  On  ill  il  — "       "         15 

When  on  the  brink  of  death 

When  power  divine  in  mortal.  J.  K.  Smith.     12 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of Addition.  112 

When  - 

When  snail  the  voice  ol  Bing..Pr 

When  shall  tb y  lore  constrain*  *G  I 

When  shall  we  meet  again  

When 

-hteous..  Ocinyton's  ( 
W  hen  t<  •  I :                                 .....  Robinson.     40 
Where  is  the  Savioi   now- Bap.  ( 

two  or  three v 

When  all   I.. ..(.'.  Wesley.    18 

of  the  monarchs  of "        "        128 

3  I  lie "•        '•        113 

While  lite  prolong-  us.  ..Dui. 

While  mv  B 

erds  watched..  Tate  £  Brady.  318 
While  Thee  we  Beek.Jfrs.  II.  M.   Williams.  134 

While  thon  art  intimately ('.   Wet    . 

through  this  world  w  ry.  1S4 

While  we  walk   with  God C.  Wesley.  264 

While  ess  course Nemi 

Whither  pilgrims  are  ye  going 335 

Who  are  these  arrayed  in.... 7.  C.  Wesley.  262 
Who  make  the  Lord  of  hosts. Montgomery.    79 


PAGE. 

Whom  man  forsake?  thou  wilt-.C.  Wesley.  15 

Why  do  we  mourn  for  dying U 

Why  i-  my  heart  with  grief..  11  i  CoL     55 

Why,  0  mv  soul,  O  why Cotton.  137 

Why  should  our  tears  in...  Cuudtr's  Co.'.  71,  83 

Whv  should  the  children Walls.    70 

Why  should  we  boast  of  time.. .1/.  WUh 

Why  >hould  we  start  and  fear Watts,     12 

Why  thai  look  of  sadness 333 

Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me C.  Wesley.  199 

Within  thy  house,  0  Lord,  our- Prtsb.  Col.    94 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred Lyte.  105 

With  joy  we  meditate  the Wans.  122 

With  one  consent  let  all....  Tate  &f  Brady.    40 

With  stately  towers  and  bulwark- 126 

Wo  to  the  men  on  earth y.  113 

Ye  christian  heralds  go ■/.    62 

Ye  faithful  souls  who  Je>us C.  Wesley.    65 

Ye  praying  souls  rejoice Medley.  161 

Ye  ransomed  sinners  hear C-  Wesley.  223 

rants  of  God,  your  Master,"        '*        300 

Yes,  I  will  bless  thee,  0 150 

Ye  that  pass  by  behold C  Wesley.    19 

Ye  virgin  souls  arise "        "        227 

Ye  wretched,  starving  poor Steele.  170 

Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am C.  Wesley.  200 

Zion  stands  with  hills KeUey.  276 


ALPHABETICAL    INDEX    OP    TUNES. 


PAGE. 

Acton 25 

Alida 156 

Alfreton 7 

All  Saints 40 

All  Saints  New 208 

Ames 31 

Americans.  M 161 

America 288 

Antioch 108 

Anthem  for  Easter 349 

Ariel 221 

Arlington 78 

Atonement 338 

Avon 95 

Aylesbury 164 

Azmon 94,157 

Badea 192 

Baker 185 

Balerma 119, 122 

Bangor 112 

Barby 96 

Bartimeus 339 

Bava 37 

Beethoven 287 

Benevento 266 

Better  Portion  284 

Bovlston.  .160, 169, 175, 189,196 

Bremen 217 

Brattle  Street 134 

Bridsrewater 36 

Brighton 198 

Buckfield 306 

Burford 147 

Calvary 271 

Calvary's  Mountain 333 

Cambridge 124 

Canterbury 140 

Carey 207 

Carvo^so 343 

Carolina 97 

Chant 368 

China 70,  146 

Choral 155 

Come  let  us  anew 352 

Come  ye  disconsolate. ...  304 

Communion 118 

Complaint 310 

Concord 171 

Contrast 236 

Coronation 98,139 

Corunna 188 

Cowper 90 

Cran  field 89 

Creation 204 

Cross  and  Crown 345 


PAGE. 

Dawn 87 

Dedham 100 

Devizes 102 

Donkersley 181 

Dover 191 

Duane  Street 22 

DukeStreet 48 

Dunbar 365 

Dundee 114 

Dunfermline 154 

Durbin...' 239 

Dnron  347 

Edinhoro' 193 

Eltham 262 

Emmons 151,227 

Entreaty 340 

Evening  Hymn,  (Tallis)..     65 

Exhortation,  C.  M 116 

Exhortation,  L.  M 302 

Expostulation 337 

Family  Bible 324 

Federal  Street 14 

Fleet  Street 231 

Fletcher,  (E.  T.) 361 

Forever  with  the  Lord....  162 

Freeland 313 

Friendship 290 

Ganges 210,218 

Glory  in  my  soul 359 

Golden  Hill 159 

Gonda 50 

Grace  Church 69 

Grafton 316 

Grant 242 

Greenfield 202 

Greenville 244,  270 

Greenwich 354 

Grove 51 

Habor 126 

Hail  to  the  Brightness....  296 

Hallowell 142 

Hamburg 52 

Hanover 297 

Happy  Day 353 

Happv   Zion 276 

Harwell 241  , 

Hatfield 174  ' 

Haven 237 

Hebron 38 

Hedding 211 

Helena 130 

Hendon 250 

Home  Beyond  the  Tide...  360 

Homeward  Bound 329 

Horion 249 


PAGE. 

Hutchinson 224 

I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  Army.  346 

I'm  going  Home 341 

I'm  wearv 362 

India....*. 158 

Iosco 64 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep.    331 

Janes 245 

Jovfully 358 

Jubilee 260 

Just  as  lam 334 

Kentuckv 168 

Kingslev 303 

Labau 170,  183 

Lanesboro' 75 

Lenox 222,  230 

Let  me  go 326 

Leicester 272 

Linden 176 

Lischer 226 

Lisbon 278 

Litany  Hymn 2b8 

Little  Marlboro' 194 

Long  time  asro 338 

Loving  Kindness 308 

Lvons 300 

Madison 233 

Majesty 103 

Mansion 232 

Mansfield 132 

Marlow 80,  110,  149,  319 

Martha's  Vineyard 366 

Martvn 261 

Mear 143 

Meet  Again 330 

Melody 101 

Mendon  5 

Mercy  Seat 61 

Mercv's  Free 320 

Merib-ih 214,  216 

Meroe 29 

Messiah 321 

Migdol 26 

Millennial  Dawn 278 

Missionary  Chant 62 

Missionary  Hymn 280 

Montgomery/. 314 

Mornington- 180 

Morris 228 

Moulton 323 

Mount  Calvary 258 

Mount  Vernon 277 

Naomi 92,133 

Nazareth 82 

Nearer  to  Thee 309 


ALPHABETICAL      INDEX      OF      TUNES 


377 


PAGE. 

New  Jerusalem Ill 

Northfield 78 

Norwich M8 

No  Sorrow  There 88 

Nuremburg 

Oak 307 

Ocean 312 

Old  Hundred 28 

Olive S3 

Olivet 20 

Oliphant 273 

Olmutz IE 

Olnev 173 

Orland 6 

Ortonville 131,  136,  144 

Palestine 361 

Penitence 282 

Peterboro' 104 

Phuvah 149 

Pietv 215 

Plevd's  Hvmn 254 

Pilgrim's  Song 335 

Portland.  L.  M 356 

Portland  293 

Portuguese I   - 

Prague 23 

Prescott 303 

Providence 153 

Quito 54 

kakem 200,203 

Rapture 295 

Ravenseroft 123 

Best 58 

Rest  for  the  weary 332 

Rest  in  Heaven.." 325 

Rockingham 9,  16 

Rosefield 259 


PAGE. 

Rothwell 30 

Rowley 2*U 

Russia 8 

;  Sabbath  Morn 256 

Sanctifieation 

Scotland 348 

Selena 206 

•»s 10 

Shades  of  Evening 369 

Shawmut 165 

Shekleton 234 

Sherburne 318 

Shining  Shore 327 

Shirland 179,181 

Shout,  O  Glorv .336 

Sicilv 269 

Silver  Street 166 

■  Simpson 293 

!  Solitude   New 308 

Sonnet 355 

St.  Ann 121 

St  Martin 84 

St    Michael 186 

,  St.  Thomas 196 

I  Stafford 172 

'Stephens 128 

Sterling 41 

Stonefield 24 

Sutton  New 93 

Talbot 247 

Tallis 237 

Talmar 238 

Tamar 74 

Thatcher 190 

The  Bible 334 

The  Christian's  Requiem.  336 
The  Eden  Above 3*4 


PAGE. 

The  Sinner  Invited 342 

Treves 220 

Trinity 289 

Truro 66 

Turin 157 

Turner 106 

Turn  to  the  Lord 357 

Union ISO 

Unitv 1   : 

Uxbridge 32 

(Vallum 

Victory 138 

Vine 182 

Ward 42 

Ware 44 

Warren 68 

Warrington 11 

Warwick 129 

Watchman 164 

Wells 58,59 

Welton 46 

We'd  wait  till  Jesus 322 

Wended 286 

What  must  it  be  to  be 311 

i  Willington 167 

Willouirlibv 212 

Wilmot 240 

Windham IS 

Windsor 148 

Woodland SO,  141 

Woodstock 8S 

Wood  worth 60 

Zebulou 229 

Zephyr 12 

Zerah 76 

Zion 274 


INDEX   OF  FUGUE   TUNES. 


All  Saints  New L.  M. 

America x    M. 

Bridsrcwater L.  M. 

Buckfield " 

Complaint " 

Concord 5.. .8    M. 

Exhortation L.  M . 

Exhortation C  M. 

Grafton L.  M. 

Greenfield " 


208    Greenwich L.  M. 

161    Hallowed CM. 

30   Lenox 11.  If. 

306    Lisbon S.  M. 

310    Majestv CM. 

171    Messiah L.  M. 

Montgomery CM. 

116    New  Jerusalem....     " 

316   Northfield " 

202  ,  Ocean ■ 


354 

Portland 

.L.  M. 

356 

142 

ii 

8 
318 

222 

Sherburne 

•  C  M. 

278 

Solitude  New 

•  L.  M. 

30R 

103 

Stafford 

•  S.  M. 

172 

321 

Sutton  New 

•  C  M. 

93 

311 

u 

106 
13S 
167 

111 

u 

72 

Willington 

.S.  M. 

312 

INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


ADOPTION   AND    ASSURANCE. 
PAGE. 

And  can  my   heart 94 

Arise,   my  soul,  arise.. ••  222 

Come,  Father,  Son 152 

Earnest  of  future  bliss,  229,231 

God  of  all  consolation 281 

Great  God,  indulge 13,  27 

How  can  a  sinner  know. .  173 
I  listen   for  the  voice....  185 

Lord,  how  secure 16,  68 

My  soul  is  now 359 

My  soul  through 7,  25 

My  soul  with  humble....     45 

Sov'reign  of  all   the 78 

There  is  a  spot  to  me....  361 
Thou  great  mysterious  God  218 
We  by  his  Spirit  know...  180 
Why  should  the  children..    70 

AWAKENING. 

All  yesterday  is  gone.  .185, 187 
Beneath  our  feet  and....  113 

Broad  is  the  road 18 

Come,  0  thou  all  victori..  132 

Hasten  sinner  to  be 254 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent...  258 
Life  is  the  time  to  serve. .  58 
Xow  is  the  accepted 181 

0  where  shall  rest  be....  175 

Sinners  the  voice  of 132 

Terrible  thought !  shall  I. .  92 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whose.   142 

Vain  man.  rhy  fond 71 

While  life  prolongs 59 

Why  should  we  boast....     71 

BACKSLIDINGS    LAMENTED. 

How  shall  a  lost  sinner..  232 

1  was  a  wandering  sheep..  331 
Jesus,  friend  of  sinners. . .  283 
Lord,  and  is  thine  anger..  2S3 

O  for  a  closer  walk 122 

O  Jesus,  full  of  grace 176 

O  that  I  were  as  hereto..  93 
O  thou  whose  mercy....  1S9 
Savior,  I  now  with ..*...     58 

Sweet  was  the  time 100 

Times  without  number..  148 
Where  is  the  Savior  now.  225 

BAPTISM. 

Baptized  into  thy  name..  224 

Celestial  Dove,  descend..  149 

Come,  Father,  Son 53 

Great  God,  now  condes. . .  185 


PAGE. 

How  large  the  promise..    78 

Jesus,  kind  inviting 254 

Jesus,  we  lift  our  souls..  83 
See  Israel's   gentle  Shep..     82 

BREVITY    AND    UNCERTAINTY 
OF    LIFE. 

Almighty  Maker  of 13 

How  vain  is  all  beneath..  56 
LoJ  on  a  narrow  neck....  216 

0  God,  our  help  in 96,  137 

Our  few  revolvinff  years..  165 

Pass    a  few  swiftly 21 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal..  146 

Time  is  wincing  us 285 

Tremendous  God 59 

CHURCHES,   ERECTION    AND 
DEDICATION    OF. 

And  will  the  great  Eternal  48 
Behold  the  sure  founda..     79 

Great  King  of  glory 126 

Great  is  the  Lord  our.  166,  191 
Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee....  252 

Xot  heaven's  wide 33 

On  this  stone 251 

This  stone  to  Thee 27 

When  to  the  exiled  seer..  40 
When  Israel  trod  the....    67 

CHURCH. 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake.  26 

Awake,   Jerusalem 33 

Daughter  of  Zion 124 

Glorious  things  of  thee..  240 
God  in  his  earthly  temple    34 

God  is  the  refuge 47 

Great  Source  of  being....  43 

Hear  what  God  the 243 

1  love  thy  kingdom 171 

Jesus,  from  whom  all 49 

0  might  my  lot  be 51 

Who"  make*  the  Lord 79 

What  stately  towers 226 

Zion  stands"  with 276 

CLOSET. 

Chastised  by  an  indulgent  9 
Come,  O,  thou  traveler...  200 
Deathless  spirit,  now....  267 

Far  from  the  world 135 

Full  of  trembling  expecta  243 

1  love  to  steal  awhile....     86 

Jesus,  in  whom 60 

My  God,  my  everlasting. .  115 


PAGE. 

O  thou  great  God 21 

Savior  of  men,  thy 8 

Shall  I  for  fear  of 50 

Sweet  is  the  prayer 130 

The  Sun  of  righteousness  199 

When  on  the  brink 187 

Wilt  thou  not  vet  to  me..  199 

Yield  to  me  now  for 200 

COMMUNION    OF    SAINTS. 

And  are  we  yet  alive....  197 

Blest  are  the"  sons  of 168 

Christ  from  whom  all 262 

For  a  season  called  to....  255 

Giver  of  peace  and 17 

Glory  to  God  above 263 

Jesus,  grpat  Shepherd....   131 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look 249 

Jesus,  united  by  thy..  89,  117 

Let  all  in  whom  the' 102 

Let  partv  names  no 195 

Meet   again 330 

Our  God  is  love  and....  8L 
The  glorious  universe....  124 

The  sacred  bond  of 79 

Thou  God  of  truth 222 

Try  us,  O  God 121 

When  shall  we  meet.. 290,  291 

COMMUNION    WITH    GOD. 

Awake,  my  soul,  in 305 

Come  thou  Fount  of.  .239,  336 

Come  ve   that  love 171 

God  of  my  life,  what....  9 
How  happy,  gracious....  213 
How  tedious  and  tasteless  236 

I'll  praise  my  Maker 202 

May  I  love  Thee,  and....  277 

My"  God,  my'  life 279 

My   God,  my  portion....     72 

Mv  God,  the  spring 110 

My  heart  is  fixed.. 32 

My  Savior,  my  Almighty  102 
My  Shepherd's  mightv...  292 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee.  309 

O,  bless  the  Lord 190 

O,  for  a  thousand  seraph.     99 

O,  thou  God  of  mv 275 

O  'tis   delight 227 

Talk  with  us,  Lord 223 

Thou  hidden  source 200 

Thou  Shepherd  of 239 

While   my  Redeemer 192 

Yes,  I  will  biess  thee....  150 


INDEX      OF      SUBJECTS 


379 


DEATH  AND  RKS CRRECTION. 

PAOB. 

And  am   I  horn  to  die —   100 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die  21 1 

And  must  this  body 161 

Friend  after  friend 

-  rit  oi'  the  sainted<  57 
Happv  soul,  thy  days —  J43 
Hark!  a  voice  divides...  367 
Hark,  from  the  tombs —  l  MJ 
He's  pronel  the  B] 
Hosanna  to  Jesus  on —  235 
How  blest  the  righteous. .    21 

How  Bweet  the  hour 13 

Lo!  I  behold  the r>s 

Lo !  the  pris'ner  i> 

Man  dieth  and  wasteth..  235 
()  tor  an  overcoming....  121 
O  for  the  death  of  those..  160 

Shall  man.  O  God 13 

Sister,  thon  wast  mild  ■ 

Spirit,  Spirit,  thy 

Spirit,  leave  thy  house- 

The  once   loved   form 96 

The  time  draws  nii,rh....   14d 

Hie  morning  dowers 21 

The  Mints  who  die 19 

There  is  a  harp  whose....     56 

Thy  life   I  read  my 133 

This  plaee  is  holv  ground  323 
To  Thee,  0  God,  when...  147 
Thou  art  gone  to  the....  348 

Unveil  thy  bosom 19 

Weep  not  for  a  brother..  233 
When  blooming  youth  is    97 

Why  do  we  mourn 70 

Why  should  our  tears... 71,  83 
Why  should  we  start....     12 

DEPRAVITY. 

Ah!  how  shall  fallen..  164, 196 

Deepen   the  wounds 55 

God  is  in  this  and 133 

How  helpless  nature 165 

How  sad  our  state 131 

■  word,  a 53 

thon 92 

thy  far  extended..     41 

•  vile 52 

My  former  hopes  are....  164 

O  God,  to  whom   in 39 

O  that  I  could  repent —  160 

0  thou  whom  once 53 

While  dead  in  trespasses..  113 

DIVIM.    IM.ki  I.(  tions. 

Almighty  Maker.  God....   191 

g  and  honor 51 

Come,  1  it.:*-.  Son 53 

Gome,  i »  my  soul,  In 19 

1  il  depth   ol  love 63 

.  how  wide 81 

-  B   name 5 

75 

Hail,   !               5       77 

Holy  as  Thou,  O  Lord....  67 


PAGE. 

Let  every  tongue  thy 65 

1  Lord,  all   I  am   is 190 

!  1 1  God,  my   hope,   mv 198 

1  < »  God,  then  bottomless.  •  S  I 
Praise  ye  the  Lord.  'tis.  11,25 
Praise  ye  the  Lord.  ye...  loit 

The  earth  with   all    her...     11 

rin  e  to  laud  in  Bongs*.  •  ■ 
The  Lord  descended 103 

The    Lord  Jehovah 

The  Lord  our  God  is 76 

There  is  a  God,  all 11 

The  spacious  firmament. .  45 

DOXOLOGIES. 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy...  283 
Great  JeLovah,  we  adore  274 
Immortal  honor,  endless..  201 
Praise  the  name  of  God..  255 
Liaise  God  from  whom..     21 

Praise  ye  the  Lord 43 

Sinn  we  to  our  God.*. ...  251 

The  God  of  mercv 157 

To  Father,  Son,  the 220 

To  Father.  Son,  who 99 

To  God  the  Father,  Son..  180 
To  thee  be  praise  for 279 

FAMILY    DEVOTION. 

All  praise  to  Him 123 

Arise,  my  soul,  with 30 

Awake,  my  soul,  and....     49 

Except  the  Lord  our 53 

Giver  and  Guardian 95 

Glory  to  Thee  mv 39,  65 

Great  God,  let  all 46 

Great  God,  to  Thee 88 

How  happy  the  sorrow...  232 

If  death  our  friends 211 

In  mercy,  Lord 82 

Lord  in  the  morning 120 

Lord  of  my  life,  O 85 

Lord  thou  wilt  hear 91 

Millions  within  thy 35 

My  God,  how  endless....     14 

My  opening  eyes 35 

Sow  from   the  altar 91 

O  God,  my  God,  my 55 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly....     27 

Once  more,  my  soul 104 

O  thou  who  in  the 147 

Savior  breathe  an 238 

See  how  the  morning —  167 
Thou  that  dost  mv  life...  249 

Thus  far  the  Lord 

We  lift  our  hearts  to 181 

While  Thee   I  seek 134 

GOSPEL,     PROVISIONS     AND 

PROMISES* 

A  fountain  of  life  and 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet 228 

Come  ye  disconsolate 

Glory  to  Go  I,  whOM 25 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming.. . .   15b 


Happy  the  man  who 22 

How  great  the  wis  lom.  ••  84 

How  sweetly  (lowed 17 

Let  earth  and    heaven....  227 

Lei  every  mortal  ear 117 

Of  Him  who  did lb' 

0  what  araasjng  words.. .  80 

Salvation.  (>,  the  joyful.  .  194 

Sinners  obey  the  heavenly  31 

1  he  Gosp  1,  (>,   what 72 

1  here  isa  fountain .90, 338,  342 

The  vuiee  of  ircv    grace.  .17 

What  shall  I  do  my 140 

GROWTH    IN    OBA<  ED. 

Are  there  not  in  the. .  .213,  217 

Arise,  my  soul,  on 49,  69 

Awake,  my  soul,  Btretch..  107 

Behold,  I  come   with 157 

Be  it  my  only 212 

Children  of  the  heavenly.  253 

Father,  supply  my 54 

God  is  our  refuge 62 

Grant  me  within  thy 154 

Guide  me,  O  thou 273 

Happy  the  meek 14 

How  vain  are  all 96 

Humble  and  teachable 207 

If  Lord  I  have 14 

I'm  not  ashamed  to 125 

In  every  time  and 186 

Jesus,  and  shall  it 64 

Jesus,  thy  boundless 201 

Leader  of  faithful 198 

Let  worldly  minds 128 

Lord,  I  am  thine 37 

Lord,  I  believe  thy 75 

Lord,  if  thou    hast 176 

Lord,  in  the  strength 172 

Loving  Jesus,  gentle 246 

Master,  I  own  thy 197 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  349 

My  God,  I  know,  1 144 

My  gracious  Lord,  1 35 

O  blessed  souls. ]Qg 

O  love,  thy  sov'reign 54 

O  thou  to  whose  all 47 

Othoawho  hast  at t)3 

Return,  mv  soul   85 

Still  for  thy  loving 105 

The  Lord  is  my  Sbep —  299 

The  Lord  my  pasture 203 

ThOU  seest  our  weak 176 

Yarn  are  all  terrestrial 243 

Vain,  delusive  world -J83 

Walk  in  the  light SI 

What  now  is   my  object..  23b' 
When  all  thy  m  sreies.. 

Winch  of  the  monarebs..  128 

Ye  faithful  souls 65 

in:  win.  p»  isPXI  r  of 

And   let  this  feeble l$6 

A  Rtranger  in  the r>o 

As  when  the  weary 60 

Away  with  our  sorrow...  234 


380 


INDEX      OF      SUBJECTS. 


PAGE. 

Come  away  to  the 294 

Come  let  us  anew 352 

Come  let  us  ascend 294 

Come  let  us  join  our 74 

Come  on   my  partners 210 

Far  from  these  scenes 183 

Forever  with  the  Lord....  ]62 

Give  me  the  wings 138 

Happy  the  souls  to 119 

How  happy  every 73 

How  happy  is  the 212 

How  often*  I  am  weary...  32-') 
I  lonjr  to  behold  Him"....  233 

I'm  hut  a  stranger 307 

In  the  Christian's  home..  332 
I  would  not  live  alway...  303 
Jerusalem,  my  happy....   117 

Jerusalem,  mv  happy 126 

Joyfully, joyfully 358 

Jesus  is  our  common 202 

Let  me  go,  the  day  is 326 

Lift  your  eyes  of  faith ...  -  203 

Lo,  round  the  throne 63 

My  days  are  gliding 327 

My  heavenly  home 341 

O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem.  110 

On  Jordan's  stormy 116 

Out  on  an  ocean  all 328 

O  what  a  mighty  change.  189 
O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus.  278 
O  when  shall  we  sweetly. .  234 

Rise  my  soul  and 284,287 

The  God  of  Abraham 293 

There  is  a  land  of 73 

To  heaven  I  lift 22") 

There  is  an  hour  of 86 

This  world  is  all  a  fleeting    87 

This  world  is  poor 141 

Though  nature's  strength.  292 

Thou  dear  Redeemer 127 

We  know  by  faith 172 

We  speak  of  the  realms..  311 
While  through  this  wil...  184 
We  are  out  on  an  ocean..  360 
Who  are  these  arrayed...  262 

We  know  there  is  a 328 

We  live  as   pilgrims 329 

Whither  pilgrims  are 335 

HOLY    SPIRIT. 

All  glory  and  praise 301 

Come,  Holy  Spirit 106 

Enthroned  on  high 107 

Eternal  Spirit,  God 104 

Expand  thy  wings 204 

Gracious   Spirit,  love 246 

Great  Spirit,  by 104 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel 143 

Holy  Spirit,  fount  of 239  . 

Jesus,  we  on  thy 46  ' 

Lord,  we  believe  to 45 

On  all  the  earth,  thy 31 

O,  Spirit  of  the  living....  7 

O  Thou  that  hearest 224 

Sinners,  lift  up  vour 231 

When  first  the  Spirit 42 


PAGE. 
INVITING. 

Come,  humble  sinner....  119 

Come,  O  ye  sinners 61 

Come,  said  Jesus 249 

Come,  sinners,  to  the....     36 

Come,  weary  6inners 177 

Come,  weary  souls  13 

Come,  ye'sinners,  poor. 270,357 
From  the  cross  uplifted. . .  259 
Hear,  O  sinner,  mercy....  272 

Ho!  every  one  that 20 

Listen  to  the  gentle 238 

Lovers  of  pleasure 114 

My  son,  know  thou  184 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons.  41 
Now  the  Savior  stands...  340 

O  turn  ye 337 

O,  why  should  gloomy...     97 

Return,  O  wanderer 86 

Sinner  go,  will  you 342 

Sinner,  obey  the  gospel..     34 

Sinners  turn,  while 261 

Sinners  turn,  why 255 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts..  173 
The  voice  of  free  grace...  347 
Weary  souls  that  wander.  259 
We  are  hound  for  the  land  344 

Ye  dying  sons 229 

Ye  wretched,  starving....  170 

JESUS   CHRIST. 

Incarnation  and  Birth. 

Angels,  from  the  realms..  275 

Bright  and  joyful  is 246 

Brightest  and  best 297 

Father,  our  hearts 179 

Hail  to  the  Lord's 2S0 

Hark!  the  glad  sound... .  109 

Hark!  the  herald  angels..  247 

Hark!  what  mean 240 

Mortals  awake 109 

Rejoice  in  Jesus 173 

To  us  a  Child  of  hope. . . .  76 

Wake,  O  my  soul 40 

While  shepherds  watched  318 

Sufferings  and  Death. 

Alas!  and  did  my....  118,  313 

All  glory  to  the  dying....  139 

Behold  the  Savior  of 118 

Come,  Holy  Ghost 128 

Extended  on  a  cursed....  52 

From  Calvary  a  cry 14 

From  whence  these 113 

Hark!  the  voice  of 276 

Jesus  died  on  Calvary--..  338 

O  love  divine * 198 

Our  sins  on  Christ 174 

Plunged  in  a  gulf 139 

'Tis  finished,  so  the 12 

'Tis  finished,  so  the  Savior  321 

'Tis  finished,  the  Messiah.  21 

When  I  survey  the  won..  20 

Ye  that  pass  by 19 


PAGE. 

Resurrection  and  Ascension. 

Christ  the  Lord  is 251 

God  is  gone  up  on  high. . .  231 

Hail  the  day  that 247 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of. .  .48,  69 

Our  Lord  is  risen 26 

The  Lord  is  risen 178 

Priesthood  and  Intercession. 

All  hail  the  power  of 98 

Enthroned  is  Jesus 159 

Father,  hear  the  blood 239 

Hail!  thou  once  despised.  237 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  31 
Jesus,  Lord  of  life  and...  277 

Jesus,  my  Advocate 8 

Jesus,  the  Lord  of 145 

Jesus,  thou  Source 158 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and 43 

Join  all  the  glorious 230 

Lord,  how  shall  sinners..  188 
See,  Jesus,  rising  from...   138 

See  where  our  great 229 

The  day  of  Cii list 62 

Thou  art  the  way,  To 80 

Thou  very  Paschal 192 

With  joy  we  meditate 122 

JUDGMENT. 

And  must  I  be  to 112 

Day  of  judgment 275 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  241 
He  comes !  He  comes ! . . . .    31 

He  reigns,  the  Lord 41,  67 

How  happy  are  the 216 

In  the  sun  and  moon 255 

Jesus,  faithful  to  his 285 

Jesus,  to  thy  dear 143 

Lift  your  heads,  ye 274 

Lo!  He  comes  with 269.271 

Lo!  what  a  glorious  sight  111 
That  awful  day  will...  .112,148 

The  day  of  wrath 19 

Thou  Judge  of  quick 197 

Wo  to  the  men  on  earth..  113 
When  Thou  my  righteous  214 

JUSTIFICATION   BY    FAITH. 

And  can  it  be  that  1 201 

Author  of  faith,  eternal..  38 
By  faith  I  to  the  Fount...  55 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ-...     88 

Happy  soul  who  sees 265 

In  answer  to  ten  thousand    95 

In  hope  against  all 77 

Into  thy  gracious 46 

Jesus  Christ,  who 259 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven. .     22 

Jesus,  the  Lamb  of 57,  65 

Jesus,  to  Thee  I  now... 89,  101 

Let  not  the  wise  their 39 

My  God,  my  God,  to 74 

Now  I  have  found... 203 

O  happy  day  that  fixed.. 24,  27 
O  how  happy  are 2X> 


INDEX      OF      SUBJECTS. 


381 


r  \«.r 
This  day  the  covenant —  199 
We  have  no  outward 1<> 

What   am  I.  O   thou 38 


l  ORD  fl   BUPFBR. 

According  to  thy  gracious 

Called  Com  above 

Come  thou  everlasting. . 
If  naman  kindness 

all  redeeming  — 
Jesu*,  si  a  hose  -upreme 
Jesas  pj  re  .  8  his 

ire  thus  ob 

.  who  truly 

O  God,  una    n  yet 

O  what  delight  is 

That  doleful  night 

Thee,  King  of  saints.. . 
The  K' tt_r  of  heaven. . .. 

To  Jesus,  our  exalted.. 


on 
190 
243 
1  ll 
255 
118 
245 
2H0 

1 55 
172 

71 

117 
15 


I  ovi:    ii   \»t. 

All  praise   to  our 98 

Blest  be  the  tie 168 

Centre  of  our  hopef 256 

How  bleat  the  sacred 56 

Lift  up  your  In  arts 108 

Savior  of  all 37 

While  we  walk  with 264 

MARINERS. 

Glorv  to  Thee,  whose....     66 

Lord'  of  the  wide 62 

Lord,  whom  winds 248 

They  that  toil  upon 248 

Tossed  upon  life's  raging.  237 

MINISTRY. 

And  let  our  bodies 268 

Comfort  ve  min i-ters 51 

Draw  near,  O,  Son  of..-.  52 

Except  the  Lord 214 

Go  preach  my  Gospel....  5 

High  on   IIi»  everlasting. .  6 

How  beauteous  are 158 

Jesus,  the  name  high....  99 

Jesus,  the  word  of 229 

thy  wandering. ...  40 

Let  Zion's  watchmen....  100 

Lord,  if  at  thv  command.  195 

Lord  of  the  harvest 167 

Now,  Lord,  fulfil 81 

O  happy,  happy  place....  178 

Sow  in  the  morn 184 

The  Savior  when  to 30 


MISSIONARY. 

Arise,  great  God 

Arm  of  the  Lord    awake 
Assembled  at    thv.  .  . . 
Behold  the  heathen .. 
From  Greenland's  Icy 
Go  y.  rs. ... 

Hail  to  the  brightness 
Hark,  the  song  of.... 


Jesns,  immortal   K  ng. 
destis  shad  reign 

Jesos,  thy  church 

Jesu*,  we  bow 

Now  be  the  Gospel.  •  •  • 

O  thou  whom   we 

On  the   mountain's  top 
Roll  on,  thou  mighty . . 

Savior,  we  know    

See  from  /ion's  nacred 
Bee  how  great  a  flame* 

Shepherd  of  souls,  with 
Soon  may  the  last 

Sovereign  of  worlds.. . 
The  law  and  prophets. 
The  morning  light  is.. 
The  nations  of  the  earth 
Though   now  the  nation 
Thy  name.  Almighty. .. 
To  bless  thv  chosen 


Wake  the  song  of  jubilee.  260 
264 
2S1 

02 


Watchman,  ten  us 

When  shall  the  voice... 

Ye  Christian  heralds  go 

NEW    YEAR. 

Come  let  us  anew  our.. 

Come  let  us  use 

The  Lord  of  earth 


AOK. 

.  tog 

.  33 

.   18 

24,  "•: 

281 

163 

27o 

273 

265 

10 

26 

33 

278 

167 

•j  7 

165 

17!' 


352 

91 

331 


40 

31,66 

03 

33 

280 

160 

296 

200 


PATIENCE  AND  RESIGNATION. 

Awav,  my  unbelieving...  32 
Consider  all  my  sorrow. . .  1 17 

Deem  not  that  they SO 

Eternal  beam  of  light....    54 

Eternal  source  of  joys. .. .     81 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently...  272 
Give  to  the  winds..  ......   163 

God  moves  in  a  myste....  142 

God  of  my  life,  whose....     43 

God  of  my  strength 12 

If  on  a  quiet  sea 192 

In  every  trying  hour 195 

It  is  the  Lord  who 115 

Jesus,  I  my  cross 212 

My  span  of  life 97 

Now  to  the  haven  of 345 

O  God,  thou  art  mv 15 

O  God.  thv   faithfulness..  219 

O  Lord,  how  happy 213 

O  thou  from  whom 87 

O  thou  who  driest 130 

O  who  in  such  a 135 

Peace,  troubled  soul 19-7 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou     42 

Since  all  the  varying 87 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing.  257 
The  Lord  mv  shepherd...  181 

The  pity  of  the  Lord 18J 

Thou  refuge  of  my....  165,  l'JO 
Thou  roek  of  my  salva...  103 
Thy  gracious  presence-...   I  II 

W'e  journey  through 127 

When  Israel  of  the 01 

When  power  divine 12 


TAOK. 

Why  is  my  heart S3 

Why,  O  niy  soul 137 

ri.  \.  i.. 
A  nation  God  delights.  •  -  ■ 
Great  Ruler  of  the  earth. .    64 

ri  tUTBNTIAL. 

Ah  !   whither  shoul  I  I 164 

And  can  I  yet  delay 175 

Author  of  fairh,  to 210 

Come  Holy,  <V  e-fial 235 

Depth  of  merry,  can 255 

Did  Christ   o'er  sinners...    17-". 
Encompassed  with  ... 

Father,  I  dare  brlieve l'.>7 

Father,  if  I  may  csll 18 

Father,  I  stretch   mv. 

God  of  my  life,  what 9 

God  of  my  salvation 2S6 

How  oft  have  I  the 1-77 

I  would    be  thine,  () 

Jesus,  I  come  to  thee ivS 

Jesns,  let  thy  pitying 282 

Jesos,  lover  of  niy  soul  ■  • 
Jesus,  Redeemer,  Savior..  345 

Jesns,   the  sinner's 15 

■  bi- ;  as   I  am 334 

Let  the  world  their 286 

Light  of  the  Gentile 30 

Lightof  those   whose —  238 

Lord  at  thy  feet    we 93 

Lord  I  approach  the 92 

Lord  I  despair  myself....     45 
Mercy  alone  can  meet .  148  345 

Mine  eyes  and  my 194 

My  soul  before  t lice 8 

O  could  I  lose  my 92 

O  for  a  glance  of 44 

O  for  that  tenderness 123 

O  Jesus,  in  pitv 232 

O  Lamb  of  God.  for 218 

O  my  offended    God 274 

O  that  I  could  repent 160 

O  that  I  could  revere 160 

O  thou  that  won  Id's  t 174 

O  thou  who  hast  our 219 

O  thou  whom    fain !i01 

Once  I  thought  my 2">8 

Out  of  the  depths"  of 159 

Rock  of  Ages 258 

Savior,  see  me  from 282 

Show   pity,  Lord    19 

Stay,  thou  insulted  19 

Sun  of  my  soid 57 

The  long  lost  son   143 

Though  I  have  grieved...     18 

Thou  Lamb  of  God 135 

Thou  Lord  of  all   1 94 

When,  gracious  Lord 43 

When  God  revealed  151 

W  hen  rising  from 1 12 

When   Shall   thv  love lbL 

Wherewith,  U  Lord 18 

Whom  man  lorsakes 15 

Why  that  look  of 333 


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INDEX      OF      SUBJECTS 


PRAYER  AND   INTERCESSION. 
PAGE 

A  charge  to  keep 169 

Author  of  faith 21 

Behold  the  throne 180 

Come,  mv  soul,  thy 250 

Fountain  of  life... 120 

From  every  stormy Ci 

God  of  Almighty. 1ST 

God  of  love,   who 251 

Help,  Lord,  to  whom 219 

1  want   a  heart 177 

I  want  a  principle 145 

Jehovah,  God,   the 139 

Jesus,  in  whom  the 57 

Jesus.  I  fain  would 186 

Jesus,  I  fain  would  we. ..15,  35 

Jesus,  my  Savior, 56 

Jesus,  our  best 55 

Jesus,  the  life 129 

Light  of  life 263 

Lord,  fid  me  with 17 

Mercv,  O  thou  Son 339 

My  faith  looks  up 289 

Mv  hope,  mv  all 8 

O'for  a  faith  that 101 

O  let  the  pris'ner's 20 

O  Lord,  thy  work 177 

O  thou,  our  Savior 47 

O  thou  who  earnest 42 

Our  heavenly  Father 186 

O  wondrous  power 207 

Prayer  is  appointed 39 

Prayer  is  the  soul's. 144 

Savior,  when  in  dust 268 

Shepherd,  Divine 84 

The  praying  spirit 197 

Thv  presence.  Lord 84 

To'the  hills  I  lift 284 

What  various  hindrances-  61 

Whore  two  or  thr^e  60 

Ye  praying  souls 161 

PUBLIC    FASTS. 

Behold,  O  Lord 114 

Come  iet  our  souls 147 

Dread  Jehovah 238 

Lord,  while  for  all 105 

SABBATH. 

Awake,  ye  saints 226 

Come,  let  us  join 102 

Dav  of  God,  thou 250 

Early,  my  God 149,314 

Far  from  mv  thoughts....     39 

Great  God,  this  hall 206 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath 195 

How  pleasant,  how 68 

Lord  of  theSahhath....24,  27 

Hay  I  throughout 95 

Return,  my  soul 16 

Safely  through  another...  256 
Sweet  is  the  work . .  .366, 36, 6S 

This  dav  the  Lord   78 

Welcome  delightful 226 

Welcome  sweet  day 178 


PAGE. 

When  the  worn  spirit....  141 

SANCTIFICATION. 

All  things  are  poss 205 

Blest  are  the  pure 176 

But  can  it  be  that  1 215  I 

Come,  Holy  Ghost 205 

Come,  Lord,  and  claim...  155 

Come,  U  my  God 94 

Come,  O  thou  greater....  34 
Come,  O  thou  universal..  197 
Come  quickly,  t'racious..     78 

Come,  Savior,  Jesus  17 

Come,  thou  Omniscient..  101 

Deepen  the  wound  74 

Father  of  eternal  grace...  253 

Father,  Son  and  Holy 257 

Forever  here  my  rent.  .131, 342 

God  of  eternal'truth 121 

He  wills  that  1 39 

Holy  and  true,  and 31 

Holv  Lamb,  who  thee....  250 

I  ask  the  gift  of 91,  153 

If  thou  impart  thyself....  153 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  99 
I  thirst,  thou  wounded....     17 

Jesus  comes  with  all 263 

Jesus  hath  died  that 140 

Jesus,  my  life,  thyself....  137 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  1 122 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my 188 

Jesus,  plant  and  root 261 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  rest....  90 
Jesus,  thine  all  victorious.     98 

Let  Him  to  whom  we 220 

Lord,  I  believe  a 88 

Love  divine,  all  love 244 

Now,  even  now,  1 152 

O,  come  and  dwell 194 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  -  •  ■   119 

O  glorious  hope  of 221 

O  God,  most  merciful....     22 

O  God,  what  off<  ring 199 

O  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 100 

O  Jesus,  full  of  truth 45 

O  joyful  sound  of. 73 

O  love  divine,  how 217 

O  Savior,  welcome 132 

O  that  my  load 10 

Prince  of  peace 246 

Prisoners  of  hope 205 

Quickened  with  our 42 

Savior,  from  sin  1 207 

Savior  of  the  sin-sick....  268 
Savior,  on  me  the  grace..  22! 

This  is  thy  will,  1 185 

Thy  loving  spirit 57 

Thy  name  to  me  thy 104 

What  is  our  calling's 95 

What,  never  speak  one...     53 

When  mv  Savior 249 

When  shall  I  see 71 

Ye  ransomed  sinners 223 

SCRIPTURKS. 

Bright  was  the  guiding. 83, 136 


PAGE. 

Come,  Holy  Ghost 107 

Father  of  all  in 80 

Father  of  mercies,  in 135 

Hail,  sacred  truth 125 

How  precious  is  the 144 

Jesus,  the  word  bestow...  191 
Lord,  I  have  made  thy....  114 

Now  let  my  soul  40,  69 

The  Bible. 'the  B  b'e   334 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  115 
This  book  is  al!  that's  left.  324 

Thy  law  is  perfect 153 

Thv  word,  Almi«?htv 171 

What  glory  gilds  the 125 

SLAVERY. 

Is  this  a  fast  for  me 196 

Men  whose  boast  it 260 

Hark,  a  voice  from. 274 

Roll  on,  thou  joyful  day..  288 
My  country,  'tis  of  thee..  288 

SUNDAY    SCHOOLS. 

By  cool  Siloam's 83 

Dear  Savior,  if  these  lambs  60 

Delightful  work 82 

Hosanna  be  the  children.  151 

0  wisdom,  whose 133 

Sweet  is  the  time  of 190 

There  is  a  glorious 151 

To  Him  who  children....  196 

We  bring  no  glittering. ..  279 

What  are  those  soul 30 

When  Jesus  left  his 82 

TEMPERANCE. 

Now  host  with  host 279 

Let  the  still  air 289 

THANKSGIVING. 

Eternal  Source  of 35 

Great  God  of  nations 32 

TROUBLE,   DELIVERANCE 
FROM. 

How  can  I  sink  with  such  80 
How  do  thy  mercies 9 

How  tender  is  thv 176 

1  love  the  Lord,  he- ..  .143, 155 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard 115 

Lord,  when  to  thee 115 

O,  bless  the  Lord 182,  193 

Thou  very  present  aid....  159 
While  thou  art  intimately  50 
How  firm  a  foundation...  298 

UNFAITHFULNESS    MOURNED. 

As  pants  the  hart 40 

Jesus,  shall  I  never 148 

Mv  drowsy  powers 107 

0  for  that* flame. 37 

O  thou  who  all  things.. ••  44 

0  where  is  now  that. 58 

When,  O  my  Savior 15 


INDEX      OF      SUBJECTS. 


383 


WARFARE. 

PACE. 

Am  I  a  soldier 

183 

1  13 

183 
346 

166 

198 

•JO.') 

163 

150 


Angels  our  march 

i  the  Christian. .. 
Equip  me  for  the  war.. 
God  is  my  strong  salva. 
Hark,  how  the  watchmen 

:i.  be  on  thy 

()  do  not  be  discouraged 
0  King  nt  Glory,  thy.. 
()  may  thy  powerful..  .  • 
Pray  without  ceasing.  •• 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 
Soldiers  <>t'  Christ,  lay. . 
Surrounded  by  a  host.. 

Urge  <>i;  \  our   rapid 

When  I  can  read  my..  •' 


v*  \  :  CH-NIOHT. 

Hearken  to  the  solemn-..  28.r» 

Join  all  ye  ransomed 71 

While  with  ceaseless 266 

Ye  virgin  souls  arise 227 

WORSHIP. 

Introductory. 

All  thanks   to  the  Lamb..  301 

Appointed  by  Thee 301 

Awake  and  sing  the 182 


PAGS. 

Before   Jehovah's  awfu'.  , 

Before  thy  mercy -seat....  192 

Being  of  i'  inga  S9 

Come,  let  as  join  our.  .11 

Come,  let  u^  tune 6 

Come,  sound  lli> 166 

Come  thou  Desire  of 77 

Come  ye  that  love ni 

Eternal  Power,  whose....  28 

Father  of  heaven  

From  all  that   dwell 

Glory  to  the  Almighty.  ••  240 

Go  wo  —  1 1 i J >  at 23 

Great  God  attend 

Great  Shepherd  of 145 

Hark,  the  notes  of 241 

Heavenly  Father   2")4 

In  thy  name,  ()  Lord 276 

In  thy  presence  we 251 

thou  everlasting...  33 

Jesus,  thou  soul  of 213 

Jesus,  we  look  to 170 

Jesus,  where'er  thy 55 

Let  all  on  earth   the ..  220 

Lo !  God  is  here 206 

Lord  of  the  worlds 226 

Lord,  we  come  before....  253 

Lord,  when  we  bend 114 

Meet  and  right  it  is 285 

Not  here  as  to  the 7 


PA©] 

O  come  loud  anthems....  41 

( »  for  a  thousand  tongues  99 

o  God  of  Bethel 8r> 

(),  holy,  holy,  holy 

Ome  more  we  c<  me 105 

()  render  thanks  to 

()  thou  to  whom  in 7 

()  thou  whom  all  thy ! 

Prafce  waits  in  Zion -•  •  • 

-'is  thy  disciples. •  79 

Servants  of  God,  in il 

Sing  we  the  song  of 

Songs  of  praise  tl 

Thank  and  praise  Jehovah  252 

Thou  God  of  power 215 

Thy  presence,  gracious.  •  ■  '.7 

Within    thy  house,  O  God  94 

With  joy  we  had  the 105 

With  one  consent  let 40 

Ye  servants  of  God 300 

Close. 

Blest  be  the  dear 136 

Christian-,  brethren 254 

Come,  thou  soul  transfor.  270 

Jeans,  accept  the 223 

Lord  dismiss  us  with 245 

Lord  dismiss  us 269 

May  the  grace  of 244 

Now  ni ay 'He  who  from..  253