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CHRISTIAN  LYRE; 

A  COLLECTION   • 

OF 

HYMNS  AND  TUNES 

ADAPTED  FOR  SOCIAL  WORSHIP,  PRAYER   MEET- 
INGS, AND  REVIVALS  OF  RELIGION. 

THE  WORK  COMPLETE,  TWO  VOLUMES  IN  ONE, 
WITH  A  SUPPLEMENT. 


BY  JOSHUA  LEAVITT. 


EIGHTEENTH  EDITION,  REVISED. 


NEW- YORK: 

PUBLISHED  BY  LEAVITT  LORD  &  CO. 
Broadway. 

BOSTON:   CROCKER  AND  BRKWSTER, 

47,  Washington  Street 
1837. 


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Southern  District  of  Nem  York,  ss, 

BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the  sixteenth  day  of  October, 
A.  D.  1330,  in  the  fifty-fifth  year  of  the  Independence  of  the  United 
States  of  America,  Joshua  Leavitt,  of  the  said  Distiict,  has  deposited 
in  tnis  office,  the  title  of  a  hook,  th3  right  whereof  he  claims  as  author, 
in  the  words  following,  to  wit : 

"  The  Christian  Lyre.    By  Joshua  Leavitt" 

In  conformity  to  the  Act  of  Congtess  of  the  United  States,  entitled, 
*  An  Act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning,  uy  securing  the  copies 
of  Maps,  Charts,  and  Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such 
copies,  during  ue  time  therein  mentioned."  And  also  to  an  Act,  en- 
titled "  An  Act,  supplementary  fro  an  Act,  entitled  an  Act  for  the  en- 
couragement of  Learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps.  Charts, 
and  Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies,  during  the 
times  theiem  mentioned,  and  extending  the  benefits  thereof  to  the 
arts  of  designing,  engraving,  and  etching  historical  and  other  piints." 

FRED.  J.  BETTS, 
Clerk  of  ih&  Southern  District  of  Mew  York* 


PREFACE. 

"Every  person  conversant  with  revivals  must  have  observeo.  .. 
whenever  meetings  for  prayer  ami  conference  assume  ■  special  in- 
terest, there  l-  ■•  hymns  and  music  of  a  different  charac- 
l  those  ordinarily  heard  in  the  church.     Nettleton'fl  \ 

Hymns  in  a^  .   ■  ts  the  first  want.    Jocelyn's  Ziun's  Harp 

partially  supplies  the  other.  But  both  are  felt  to  be  incomplete,  as 
they  are  wanting  in  many  pieces,  which  have  proved  of  great  use  in 
revivals. 

The  usefulness  also  of  many  excellent  hymns  in  all  our  modern 
collections,  has  been  prevented  by  the  inability  of  singers  to  find  tunes 
adapted  to  the  various  subjects  and  metres.  The  "  Christian  Lyre" 
is  undertaken  with  a  view  to  meet  both  these  deficiencies.  It  is  in- 
tended to  contain  a  collection  of  such  pieces  as  are  specially  adapted 
to  evening  meetings  and  social  worship,  and  chiefly  such  as  are  not 
found  in  our  common  collections  of  sacred  music. 

As  the  work  is  not  designed  to  please  scientific  musicians,  so  much 
as  to  profit  plain  christians,  reference  will  be  had,  chiefly,  to  the 
known  popularity  and  good  influence  of  what  is  selected.  And  it  ia 
intended  to  embrace  the  music  that  is  most  current  among  different 
denominations  of  christians. 

As  the  number  of  parts  isaptto  distract  the  attentionof  an  audience, 
or  to  occupy  them  with  the  music  instead  of  the  sentiment,  the  tunes 
here  printed  will  generally  be  accompanied  with  only  a  simple  bass, 
and  B  'inetimes  not  even  with  that.     In  a  vast  multitude  of  cases  the 
religious  effect  of  a  hymn  is  heightened  by  having  all  sing  the  air  only. 
Possessing  no  musical  skill  beyond  that  of  ordinary  plain  singers. 
I  send  out  my  work,  without  pretensions.     If  it  aids  the  pn  j 
Christ's  cause,  I  shall  be  rewarded.  If  not,  I  shall  be  accepted  accord 
ing  to  what  I  had,  and  not  according  to  what  I  had  not.     And  it  will 
prepare  the  way  for  some  other  person  to  do  it  belter. 
OBSERVE, 
In  the  treble  the  lines  and  spaces,  beginnins  at  the  space  beneath 
the  lower  line,  are  calleaf  U,  E,  F,  G,  A,  B,  C,  D,  E,  F,  G.    In  the 
bass  they  are  F,  G5  A,  B,  C,  D,  E,  F,  G,  A,  B. 
The  natural  place  of  Mi  is  in  B. 

If  B  be  flat,  Mi  is  in  B. 

If  B  and  E  be  flat.  Mi  is  in  A. 

If  B,  E,  and  A  be  flat,  Mi  is  in  D. 

If  B,  E,  A,  and  D  be  flat,  Mi  is  in  G. 

If  B,  E,  A,  D.  and  G  be  flat,  Mi  is  in  C 

If  F  be  sharp,  Mi  i.j  in  F. 

If  F  and  C  be  sharp,  Mi  is  in  C.  . 

If  P,  C  and  G  be  sharp,  Mi  is  in  G. 

It  F.  (.',  G  and  L)  be  sharp,  Mi  is  in  D. 

It  F,  C,  G.  D  and  A  be  sharp,  Mi  is  in  A. 


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1  WHILE  with  ceaseless  course 

the  sun 
Hasted   through   the  former 
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Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
more  to  meet  us  here; 
Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state, 
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low. 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 
But  hqw  little,  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  : 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  be- 
hind ; 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear   us    down  life's  rapid 
stream  ; 
Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise; 
All  below  is  but  a  dresmi. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  re- 

ceive, 
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  Jove; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is 
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May  we   dweJl    witli    thee 
above. 


2.  TURN,  WHY  WILL 
YE  DIE. 

1  Sinner's,  turn,   whv  will    ye 

die? 
God,   your  Maker,    asks    you 

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God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  ; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, 
Why,    ye  thankless  creatures, 

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Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

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Christ  vour  Savior,   asks  you 

why  ! 
He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and 

die? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  ? 
He   who   all   your   lives   hath 

strove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love: 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long  sought  sinners 

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Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and 

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HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 
Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued  ; 

See  his  body,  mangled — rent, 
Cover'd  with  a  gore  of  blood, 

Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done ! 

Murder'd  God's  eternal  Son. 

Yes,  our  sins  have  done  the  deed, 
Drove  the  nails  that  fix'd  him  there 

Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 
Pierced  him  with  a  soldier's  spear; 

Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 

For  a  sinful  world  he  dies. 


3  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain, 

Still  to  death  pursue  your  Lord  ; 
Open  tear  his  wounds  again, 

Trample  on  his  precious  blood  ? 
No  !  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part, 
Savior,  take  my  broken  heart. 


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1  "MERCY,  0  thouson  of  David!*1 

Thus  the  blind  Bartimeua  pray'd ; 
Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid." 

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2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 

But  he  call'd  the  louder  still; 
Till  the  gracious  Savior  bid  him, 

tk  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  beg  I  to  live; 

Bat  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms  which  none  hut  he  could  give. 

4  "Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  t  .  ■  d 
Straight  he  saw,  and  w«  a  by  kindness, 
Follow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Now,  methinks,  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around  ; 
Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 
What  a  Savior  I  have  found  ! 

6  "  Oh !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  me  ! 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 


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1  Gently,  Lord,  oh  !  gently  lead 

us 
Through  this  lowly  vale  of 

And,  oh  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  srace  in  all  our  fears. 
refresh  us — 
Oh !  refresh  us  with  thy  grace. 

2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  heset 

From  without  and  from  with- 
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ill  save  from  every  sin. 
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3  Though  distresses  now  attend 

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Ilis  right  hand  shall  still  defend 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home 
to  God ! 

Therefore  praise  him — 
Praise   the   great   Redeemer's 
name. 

4  Oh,  tnat  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 
Who  for  ever  bow  before  him, 

And  unceasing  sing  his  love! 
Happy  songsters ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  1 


6.  ONE  THERE  IS. 

1  One  there  is,  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of 

Friend ; 

His  is  love,  beyond  a  brother's, 

Cosiiy,free,andknowsnoeud. 


Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save 
■s, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his 

blood  ? 

But  this  Savior  died  to  have  ua 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

2  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 
Friend   of  sinners  was    big 
name ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soft- 
en : 
Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to 
love  ; 
We.  alas  !  forget  too  often, 
Wnat  a  friend  we  have  above. 


7.  ONCE,  O  LORD. 


1  O.nce,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flou- 
rish'd, 
Every  part  look'd  gay  and 
green ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nou- 
rish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 
But  a  drought  has  since  suc- 
ceeded, 
And  a  sad  decline  we  see  ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

S  Some,  in  whom  we  once  de- 
lighted, 
We  shall  meet  no  more  below; 
Some,  alas  !  we  fear  are  blight- 
ed,— 
Scarce    a    single    leaf   they 
show. 
Dearest  Savior,  hasten  hither, 
Thou  canst  make  them  bloom 
again  ; 
Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain .' 


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8.  LIFE'S  BILLOWS. 


a  LIGHT  OF  THOSE. 


1  Toss'd  upon  life's  raging  bil- 

low, 

<  t  it  is,  O  Lord,  to  know  ; 

Thou  didst  press  a  sailor's  pillow, 
And  cans'  feel  a  sailor's  w<>. 

Never   slumbering,   never   sleep- 
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Though  the  night  be  dark  and 
dr.  ar. 

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inn, 

"All,  all's  well,"   thy  constant 
cheer. 

2  And  though  loud  the  wind  is 

how 
Fierce  though  flash  the  light- 
nings red  : 
Darkly,  (bough  the  storm-cloud's 
KOH  linn 
O'er  the  sailor's  anxious  head  ; 
Thou  canst  calm  the  raging  ocean, 

All  its  noise  and  tumult  still, 
Hush  the  tempest's  wild  commo- 
tion, 
At  the  biddinc  of  thv  will. 

3  Thus  my  heart  the  hope  will 

cherish, 
While  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eye  ; 
Thou  wilt  save  me  ere  I  perish, 

Thou  wiit  hear  the  sailor's  cry. 
And   though    mast    and  sail    be 
riven, 
Life's  short  voyage  will  soon 
be  o'er ; 
Safely  moor  d  in  heaven's  wide 
haven, 
Storm  and  tempest  vex  no  more. 


1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary 
dwelling 
Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come,   and  by  thy  love's  reveal- 
ing, 
Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath  : 
The  new  heaven  and  earth's  Cre- 
ator, 
In  our  deepest  darkness  rise, 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 
Pouring  eye-sight  on  our  eyes. 


2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appear- 
ing ; 
Life  and  joy  thy  beau.s  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheer- 
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Every  poor,  benighted  heart : 
Come,  and  manifest  the  favor 
Thou   hast  for    the    ransom'd 
race  ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  God  and  Sa- 
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Come,    and   bring    thy   gospel 
grace. 


3  Save  us,  in  thy  great  compas 
sion, 

O  thou  mild,  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burden'd  soul  release  i 
Every  weary,  wandering  spirit, 

Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 


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ITu  ■  p<»iut  I  loni 
( lA.il  oanaes anxious 

Lord,  <>r  no  ! 

Am  I  his  ur  am  I  DOt  ? 

2  If  I  Invo,  why  am  I  thus  ! 

Why   this  dull,   this  lifeless 
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4  When  I  turn  mine  eyes  within, 

All  is   dark,   and  vain,  and 
wild  : 
Fill'd  with  unb.  ! 

Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do ; 
You  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me — is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  Tor  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all ! 

7  Lord  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's 
sun: 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

8  Let  me   love  thee  more  and 

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

11.  HASTEN,  SINNER. 

1  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise; 
Stay  not  for  the   morrow's 
sun: 


Wi«iom.  If  you  .still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

.  mercy  to  implore; 

>t    fur    the    morrow's 
sun  : 
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3  Hasten,  sinnner,  to  return  ; 

Stay  not   for    the  morrow's 

sun  ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to 

burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done 

4  Ha-ten  sinner,  to  be  blest: 

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

12.  SEEK  MY  SOUL. 

1  Seek,   my   soul,    the   narrow 

gate, 

Enter,  ere  it  be  too  late; 
Many  ask  to  enter  there, 
When  too  late  to  offer  prayer. 

2  God  from  mercy's  seat  shall  rise, 
And  for  ever  bar  the  skies: 
Then,  though  sinners  cry  with- 
out, 

He  will  say,  "I know  you  not." 

3  Mournfully  will  they  exclaim — 
Lord  !    we  have  profess'd  thy 

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\V  .rkers  of  iniquity; 

Sad  their  everlasting  lot — 
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13.  Longing  for  heaven 

1  O  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  reign  with  him  above; 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain, 
Drink  everlasting  love? 

When  shall  I  he  delivered 
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Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

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And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

On  wings  of  love,  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu; 
Then  O  my  friends  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  Whene'er  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
O  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love ; 
Then,  when  the  combat's  ended. 

He'll  carry  you  above. 


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1  BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 
One  that  loves  us  to  the  end: 

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2  In  the  way,  a  thousand  snares 
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Watches  each  unguarded  heart: 
But  from  Satan's  mnlice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  in  glory  be ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

44  Child,  your  Father  calls,  Come  home." 

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Christ  shall  also  conquer  these  ; 

Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

4  Child,  your  Father  calls,  Come  home." 


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1  SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 

Scut  in  mercy  from  above? 
Every  sentence — O.  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love ; 

Listen  to  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  king  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel  sinner — "  Pardon, 
11  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name? 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ! 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears; 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears  : 

Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon, 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord? 

Can  you  slight  it — 
Offer' d  to  you  by  the  Lord  I 

5  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay: 
Rebel  sinners 
•       Glad  the  message  will  obey. 


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1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  free! 

His  loving-kindness — Irving-kindness, 
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2  He  saw  me  nrin'd  in  the  fall, 
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His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  great 

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Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather  d  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  good! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail; 
O!  may  my  last  expiring  breath 

His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

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


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Prom  many  an  ancient  river, 

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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. 


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Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
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Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 

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Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
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Oh,  how  be  loves  ! 
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Take  his  easy  yoke  and  follow, 
Jeeus  carries  all  thy  sorrows, 
Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 


4  All  thy  sins  shall  be  forgiven, 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
Backward  all  thy  foes  be  driven, 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
Best   of   blessings    he'll  provide 

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Nought  but  good  shall  e'er  betide 

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Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 


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Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
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Oh,  how  he  loves  I 
Neither  trial,  nor  temptation, 
Douf  t,  nor  fear,  nor  tiihulation, 
Can  bereave  us  of  salvation  ; 

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1.   AWAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  id  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
44  The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Or  sink  to  endless  wo." 

2.  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 

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

And  whelm'd  my  tortured  mind. 

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

A  vast,  oppressive  load  : 
Alas,  I  read,  and  saw  it  plain, 
44  The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God," 

4.  The  saints  1  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer' d  Death  and  Hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
Yet,  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
44  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

5.  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
The  gracious  Savior  pass'd  this  way, 

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

And  sings  redeeming  love. 


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1.  THOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite, 

oaething  secures  us,  whatever  betide — 
Th"  scripture  assures  us,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2.  The  birds  without  barn  or  store-house  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  in  our  Head ; 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  denied, 
So  loug  as  'tis  written  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3.  We  may,  like  the  ships,  by  tempests  be  tost 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  need  not  be  lost ; 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

4.  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abraham  of  old  ; 

Not  knowing  our  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold  : 
For  though  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  good  guide 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

o.   When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  the  path, 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we'll  triumph  by  faith, 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  (though  oft  he  has  tried,) 
The  heart-cheering  promise,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

6.  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness  we  claim ; 
Yet  since  we  have  known  the  Savior's  great  name, 
In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide, 

The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

7.  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
This  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through : 
No  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  "the  Lord  will  pro- 
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3  Shout,  ye  little  Mock,  and  blest, 
Fou  near  Jesus1  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seats  are  now  pre- 
pared. 

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4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  : 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's 
Bids  you,  undismayed,  <;«»  on. 

5  Lord  !  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladl)  leaving  all  below  ; 

Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

REDEEMING  LOVE. 

1  Row  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  aloud'in  Jesus'  name  ; 

bo  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

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

maan  <^n  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

lining   souls,   dry  up   your 

Banish  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 
See  your  guilt  aid  curse  remove, 
Canceli'd  by  redeeming  love. 

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


5  Wt  Icon         ;  f  i 
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n  Hither,  then,  your  music  i  ring, 

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PULL  REDEMPTION 

1  When,  my  Savior,  shall  1  be, 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  7 
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2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  : 

guided  by  thy  liuht, 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might. 

3  Fully  in  my  lift  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness  ; 

Sweely  let  my  spirit  prove, 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

PERFECT  LOVE. 

1  Jesus  comes  witli  all  his  grace, 
Comes  to  save  a  fallen  race  ; 
Object  of  our  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  comes  to  lift  us  up  ! 

2  He  hath  our  salvation  wrousht ; 
He  our  captive  souls  hath  bought: 
He  hath  reconciled  to  God  : 

He  hath  wash'd  us  in  his  blood. 

3  We  are  now  his  lawful  right; 
Walk  as  children  of  the  light; 
We  shall  soon  obtain  the  grace, 
Pure  in  heart  to  see  his  face. 

4  We  shall    gain    our   callings 

prize  ; 
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Christ  has  opened  a  fountain, 
For  sin  and  transgression 
And  every  pollution, 
The  blood  it  flows  freely 
In  streams  of  salvation. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Larrtb, 
Who  purchased  our  pardon, 
We'll  praise  him  again, 
When  icepass  over  Jordan. 

2.  This  fountain  so  clear, 

In  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus'  side  flows 
In  plenteous  redemption: 
Though  your  sins  they  were 

raised 

As  high  as  a  mountain, 

The  blood  it  flows  freely 

From  Jesus  the  fountain. 

Hallelujah,  S,-c. 

3.  O  Jesus  !  ride  on, 

Thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 
Over  sin.  death  and  heli 
Thou  wilt  make  us  victorious, 
Thy  name  shad  be  praised 
In  the  great  congregation, 
And  saints  shall  delight 
Ascribing  salvation. 
Hallelujah,  6,-c. 

4.  When  on  Zion  we  stand, 
Having  gain'd  the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands 
We  will  praise  him  evermore, 
We  will  range  the  blest  fields 
On  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  hallelujahs 
Forever  and  ever. 

Hallelujah,  6,-c. 


23.  Wake,  Isles  of  the  South. 

Composed  by  W.  B.  Tappan,  and 
sung  on  the  wharf,  in  New  Ha- 
ven, at  the  embarkation  of  the 
nii^ionaries  for  the  Sandwich 
Islands,  in  1822. 

1.  Wake,  Isles  of  the  South  ! 
Your  redemption  is  near, 
No  longer  repose 

In  the  borders  of  gloom ; 
The  strength  of  his  chosen, 
In  love  will  appear, 
And  light  shali  arise 
On  the  verge  of  the  tomb. 

2.  The  billows  that  girt  ye, 
The  wild  waves  that  roar, 
The  zephyrs  that  play 
Where  the  ocean  storms  cease, 
Shall  bear  the  rich  freight 

To  your  desolate  shore, 
Shall  waft  the  glad  tidings 
Of  pardon  and  peace. 

3.  On  the  islands  that  sit 
In  the  regions  of  night, 
The  lands  of  despair, 
To  oblivion  a  prey, 
The  morning  will'  open 
With  healing  and  light; 

The  young  Star  of  Bethlehem 
Will  ripen  to-day. 

4.  The  altar  and  idol, 
In  dust  overthrown, 
The  incense  forbade 

That  was  hallowed  with  blood, 
The  Priest  of  Melchizedec, 
There  shall  atone, 
And  the  serines  of  Atooi 
Be  sacred  to  God. 

5.  The  heathen  will  hasten 
To  welcome  the  time, 
The  day-spring,  the  prophet 
In  vision  once  saw, 

When  the  beams  of  Messiah 
Will  'lumine  each  clime, 
And  the  isles  of  the  ocean 
Shall  wait  for  his  law. 


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Nor  waits  for  mortals'  care  or  biiss; 
I  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on, 

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77/  march,  tifC. 

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To  you  I'm  hound  in  cords  of  love; 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

I'll  march,  &'C. 

4.  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross. 

You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heaven. 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross, 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  given 
I'll  march,  fyc. 
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5     Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too, 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you; 
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1  O  turn  ye,   O  turn   ye.    for  why  Will  you  die, 
When  God  in  neat  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  ? 

Now  Jcmis  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says,  Come, 
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Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away ; 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  you  be 
Wlu'.e  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 


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O  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe  ? 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  vou  not  come  ? 
'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome ;  he  bids  you  come  home. 


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To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  pain  1 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summon'd  to  die, 
Or  wait  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  triai  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  part ; 
O  how  can  we  leave  you  ?  why  will  you  not  come  1 
We'll  jouruej  together,  and  soon  be  at  home. 


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I  did  my  Sovereign  d 
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rroan'd  upon  the  tree  ? — 
Amazing  pity  I  grace  unknown! 
Aad  rove  gree ! 

O,  the  Lamb,  tfC. 

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And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  mau,  the  creature's  sin. 
O,  thf.  Lamb,  ^-c, 

4.  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  ; 
Dissolve,  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt,  my  eyes,  in  tears. 
O,  the  Lamb,  ^c. 

5.  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away— 
'Tis  all  that!  can  do. 
O,  the  Lamb,  ^x. 


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Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  Measure, 

Lo\  •  ic  within  me  raise, 

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Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

28.  Far  from  mortal, 

1.  FAR  from  mortal  catvs  retreating, 

Sordid  hopes,  and  vain  desires, 

willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
I  rom  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes; 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 

Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2.  Who  may  share  this  ^reat  salvation  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind; 

;  .  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation, 
From  the  stains  of  guilt  refined. 
•  us  ail  around  bestowing, 
withholds  bis  care  from  none, 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

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The  desert  blossoms  like  the  rose, 
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free 
To  all  mankind,  a?  well  as  me  ; 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 


A  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may 
find 
r  pitiful  and  kind, 
Who  will  them  all  relieve  : 
None  are  too  late  If  they  repent ; 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went, 
Jesus  did  him  receive. 


5  Come,  brethren,  you  that  love 

the  Lord, 
Who  taste  the  sweetness  of  his 
word, 
Tn  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  trouble  and  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 
\Vli<M  we  arrive  at  home. 

G  We  feel  that  heaven  is  now  be- 

L'un, 
It  issues  from  the  shining  throne, 

From  Jesus'  throne  on  high  ; 
It  comes  like  floods,  we  can't  con- 
tain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink 
again, 
And  yet  we  still  arc  dry. 

7  But  when  we  come  to  reign 

above, 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of 
love, 
We'll  drink  a  full  supply ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they 
flow, 
That  never  will  run  dry. 

8  There  we  shall  reign,  and  shout 

and  sing, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 
When  all  the  saints  get  home  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren 

dear, 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there 
For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 


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rage  ana  ae, 
Persecution  ragei  here — 
Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can 

harm  us. 
While  our    Shepherd    is  so 
near. 
Glory,  glory,  be  to  Jesus, 
At   his  name  our  beam  do 
leap  ; 
He  both  comforts  us  and  frees 
us, 
The  nod  Shepherd  feeds  hid 


.".  Hear  the  Prince  of  our  aalva 
tioa 
Saying,   "  Fear    not,    little 
flock  ; 
I,  myself,  am  your  Foundation, 
You    are     built    upon    this 
Hock  : 
Shun   the  paths  of   vice   and 
folly, 
Scale  the  mount,   although 
it's  steep  ; 
Look  to  me,  and  be  ye  holy  : 
I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep." 


3.  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit,     G.Christ    alone,    whose     merit 
We've  been  sinners  from  our 
youth  : 
Guide  us,  Lord,    by  thy  good 
Spirit, 
Which  shall  teach  us  all  the 
truth. 
On  thy  gospel  word  we'll  ven- 
ture, 
Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we 
sleep, 
Love  our  Lord,  and  Christ  our 
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Oh !  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy 
sheep.  5 


saves  us. 
Taught   by  him,  we'll  own 
his  name  ; 
Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Je- 
sus ! 
How  it   doth  our  souls  in- 
flame ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 

Give  him  glory,  he  will  beep, 
He  will   clear  our  way  before 
us, 
The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his 
sheep. 


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l  L<-  m  neck  of  land, 

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Yet  bow  Insensible  ; 

A  point  of  time,    a  moment's 

.lie  to  that  heavenly 
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With  serious  industry  and  fear 

To  make  my  calling  sure  : 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer   all   thy  righteous 
will. 
And  to  the  end  endure. 

32.  THE  PILGRIMS  LOT. 

1.  How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot ; 
How  free  from  every  an\ious 
thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 


Confined  to  neither  court  nor 
cell, 

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dwell. 
He  only  sojourns  here. 
-2.  Thi>  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  from  low  ■.-- 

From  every  creature  love  ! 
Blest  with    the  scorn  of  finite 

good, 
M\  Mrol  is  liL'hten'd  of  its  load, 
ekl  the  things  above. 

3.  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
A  happiness  beyond  the  vit  w 

Of  those,  that  basely  pant 
Tor  things  by  nature   felt  and 

seen : 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  plea- 
sures mean. 
I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4.  Nothing    on  earth  I  call   mv 

own  ; 
A   stranger  to  the  world,  un- 
known, 
I  all  their  goods  despise  ; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  de- 
limit, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 
A  city  in  the  skies. 

5.  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  ! 

6. 1  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  re 

plies, 

I  come    to  meet  thee  in    the# 

skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest! 

Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey 

end, 
Now,  O  my  Savior,   Brother, 
Friend, 
Receive  me  to  thy  breast! 


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1.  IX  BOngl  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise  ; 

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'Twas  "  Even  so,  Father,"  you  ever  must  sing, 
"  Because  it  seemed  good  in  thy  sight." 

5.  'Twas  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to  obey; 

While  others  were  suffered  to  go 
The  road,  which  by  nature,  we  chose  as  our  way, 
That  leads  to  the  regions  of  woe. 

6.  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ; 
Be  yours  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his  fame, 
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1.    VAIX  delusive  world  adieu, 
With  all  oi"  creature  good, 
Only  Jesus  I'll  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ; 
All  thy  pleasure  111  forego, 
I'll  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

2.  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 
'Tis  all  but  vanity  ; 

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He  tasted  death  for  ine  . 
Me  to  save  from  endless  wo. 
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And  pleasure  without  end, 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 
And  ever  in  his  love  abide  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified  ! 

4.  O  that  I  could  all  invite, 
This  saving  truth  to  prove; 

Show  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jesus1  love  j 
Fain  1  would  to  sinners  show, 
This  blood  alone  by  faith  applied; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Je^us  crueified  ! 


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1.  II  \KK.  bow  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds. 
Through  all  the  world  the  echo  bouuds, 
And  .le>us,  with  redeeming  blood 
Js  brioging  sinners  home  to  God, 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
To  endless  day. 

2.  Ilaii,  all  victorious  conquering  Lord, 
By  all  the  heavenly  hosts  adored  ; 

\\  ho  undertook  for  fallen  man, 
And  brought  salvation  through  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  might  live  and  reigu 
In  endless  day. 

3.  Fight  od  ye  conquering  saints,  fight  on, 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won, 
Then  palms  of  victory  you  shall  hear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share, 
And  crowns  of  glory  you  shall  wear, 

In  endless  day. 

4.  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  once  was  spilt, 
To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  guilt ; 
Aud  sinners  now  may  come  to  God, 
Aud  find  salvation  through  his  word. 
And  sail  by  faith  upon  that  flood 

To  endless  day. 

5.  There  we  shall  in  sweet  chorus  join, 
And  saints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 

\\  heu  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move 
And  that  shall  be  the  theme  above, 
In  endless  day. 


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1  0 1  ilk  with  God, 

in  and  In  :iv<  nlv  frame  ; 
A  li'jlit  to  sliiiit'  upon  I  lit*  road 

Thai  leads  bm  to  the  Lamb ! 

2  Whi  I  knew 
When  : i  r - 1  I  saw  ihe  Lord  ! 

Where  is  the  aoitl  refreshing  \  lew 

< )i  J»sii>,  ;uitl  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  tlien  en- 

joy' d  ! 
HOW  sweet  their  memory  still  ! 
But  they  have  let't  an  aching  void 

The  world  can  never  till. 

4  Return,  O  Holy  Dove  !  return, 
Sweet  meaaengei  of  real  ! 

I  hate  the  sins   that  mad*-   thee 
mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  bare  known, 
WhateYr  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  he  close  with 

God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  : 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


37.  LORD'S  DAY  MORNING. 

1.  This  is  the  day.  when  Christ 
arose 
So  early  from  the  dead ; 
Why  should  I  keep  my  eyelids 
closed, 
And  waste  my  hours  in  bed  1 

2  This  is  the  day,  [when  Jesus 
broke 
The  powers   of  earth   and 
hell; 


And  shall  I  still  v. 
yoke, 
And  love  my  .- i ; i >  po  well  ? 

3.  To  day  With   pleasure  chris- 

tians me-  t, 
To  pray,  and  rend  thy  word  ; 
And  1  would  go  with  cheerful 
i.  -  t. 
To  learn  thy  will,  O  Lord. 

4.  I'll  quit  the  world,  to  read  and 

pray, 
And  ><»  prepare  for  heaven  , 
O  !  may  1  love  this  dlcaacd  day 

The  best  of  all  the  seven. 

38.  THE    GOOD  SHEPHERD 

1.  See   Israel's  gentle  Shepherd 

stand 
With  all  entailing  charms  ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender 

Lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms 

2.  M  Permit  them  to  approach," 

he  cries, 
11  Nor    scorn    their   humble 

name  ; 
11  For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls 

as  these, 
"  The  Lord  of  angels  came.'' 

3.  We  brine  them,  Lord,  in  thank- 

ful hands, 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that   we  ourselves  are 
thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4.  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleed- 
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1  THE  chariot!  the  chariot!  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire  ; 
Lo,  pelf-moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 
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Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait,  on  the  Lord  ; 
And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
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Fromthe  sea, from  the  earth,  from  the  south,   from 

the  north, 
All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come  forth ! 

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all  set, 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders  are 

met ! 
There  all  flesh  is   at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 

5  O  mercy  !  O  mercy  !  look  down  from  above, 

Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love ! 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness   the  wicked   are 

driven, 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in  heaven  ! 
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41    Sovereign  Grace. 

1  Sovereign   grace    has   power 

alone 
To  subdue  ■  heart  of  stone  : 
And  tin*  moment  DIM  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucified, 
Two  ti  •  i'h  him  died  ; 
One,      with      vile      blaspheming 

tor: 
ScorTd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  Thus    lie    spent    his    wicked 

breath, 
Tn  the  very  jaws  of  death  ; 
Perish'd,  as  too  many  do, 
With  the  Savior  in  his  view. 

4  But   the   other,    touch'd   with 

grace, 
Paw  the  danger  of  his  case, 
Faith  received  to  own  the  Lord. 
Whom    the   scribes    and    priests 

abhor'd. 

5  ■  Lord,"  he  pray'd,  "  remember 

me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be :" 
"Soon  with  me,"  the  Lord  re- 
plies, 
11  Thou  shalt  rest  in  paradise." 

6  This  was  wondrous  grace   in- 

deed, 
Grace  bestow'd  in  time  of  need  ! 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name, 
You  shall  lind  him  still  the  same. 


Sinner !  rouse  thee. 

1  S  nner  !  rouse  thee  from  thy 

sleep, 
Wake,  and  o  er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Raise  thy  spirit  dark  and  dead, 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed 


2  Wake   from   sleep,  arise  from 

death, 
See  the  bright  and  living  path  : 
Watchful    tread    that   path  ;    be 

Leave  thy  folly,  seek  the  skies 

3  Leave    thy  folly,    cease   from 

crime, 

From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time  , 
Life  secure  without  delay, 
Evil  is  the  mortal  day. 

4  Be  not  blind  and  foolish  still, 
Call'd  of  Jesus,  learn  his  will  : 
Jesus  calls  from  death  an  i  night, 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 


Sing,  my  soul. 

1  Sinq,  my  soul,   his  wondrous 

love, 
Who,    from    yon    bright    throne 

above, 
Ever  watchful  o'er  our  race, 
Still  to  man  extends  his  grace. 

2  Heaven  and  earth  by  him  were 

made, 
All  is  by  his  sceptre  sway'd  ; 
What   are    we    that    he   should 

show 
So  much  love  to  us  below  1 


3  God,  the  merciful  and  good. 
Bought    us    with    the    Savior's 

blood  ; 
And,  to  make  our  safety  sure, 
Guides  us  by  his  Spirit  pure. 


4  Sing,  my  soul— adore  his  name 
Let  his  glory  be  thy  theme ; 
Praise  him  till  he  calls  thee  home. 
Trust  his  love  for  all  to  eomc. 


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Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my 
home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my 
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Mine,  th->  God  whom  you  adore; 
Your  Redeemer  sha'll  be  mine; 
Earth  can  Jill  my  soul  no  more, 
MM  1  resign. 

3.  Tell  me  not  of  gain  and  loss, 

Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp  and 
powa ; 
Welcome  poverty  and  cross, 
Shame,  reproach,  affliction's 
power ! 
"Follow   me!"    I   know   thy 
voice ; 
Jesus,  Lord,  thy  steps  I  see  : 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice, 
Light's  thy' burden  now   to 
me. 

43.  CHRIST  A  REFUGE. 

1.  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul. 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the    tempest    still   is 
high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Savior,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 


Safe  info  the  haven  guide, 
Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2.  Other  refuse  have  I  none, 

Lo  !  I,  helpless,  bang  on  thee  : 

Leave,  Oh  leave  me  not  alone, 
U  ll  1  basely  shrink  and  flee  : 

Thou  art  all  my  trust  and  aid, 
All    my    help   from    thee    I 
bring  ; 

Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing 

3.  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  feeble,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the 
blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 
I  am  all  unrighteousness, 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am  ; 
Thou   art  full  of   truth  and 
grace. 

4.  Plenteous  grace  with  thee   is 

found, 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  with- 
in. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 
Reign,  O  Lord,  within  my  heart, 
Reign  to  all  eternity. 


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all,   If  mine   thou 

art,  2.  Ee  thou  my  strength,  he   thou 

Give  ne   thy  meek  and  lowly  my  way, 

mind,  Protect  me   through  my  life's 

And  stamp    thine  image  on  short  day  : 

my  peart  In     all   my    acts    by    wisdom 
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sin,  side. 
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low'd  blood, 

The  labor  of  thy  dying  love.  4.  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest 

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the  i  power  ; 

My  heart   from  every  sin  re-  Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And    reign,  my  Savior,  reign 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joy-  alone. 
Ail  hour, 

And  rill  me   with  thy  perfect  5.  Mv  suffering  time  shall  soon  be 

peace.  -      0<eri 

Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no 

6.  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sin-  more  ; 

ner  cheer,  My   ransom'd  soul   shall  soar 

Nor  let   thy  chariot  wheels  away, 

delay  ;  To  sing  thy  praise  in    endless 

Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  ap-  day. 
pear ; 
My   God,   my   Savior,  come 
away ! 


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:  bok'd  this  way  and  that, 

It  grieved  me  so  that  I  must 

die ; 
I  strovo  salvation  for  to  buy  : 
But  still  I  had  no  union. 

4  But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin, 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in, 
And  with  his  blood   he  waah'd 

me  cl< 

And  oh  :  what  seasons  I  have 
seen 
Sir.ce first  I  felt  this  union. 

5  I  prais'd  the  Lord  both  night 

and  day. 
And  went  from  house  to  house 

to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 
I  L)und   I'd  something  still  to 

About  this  heavenly  union. 

6  I  now  with  saints  can  join  to 

sing, 

mount  on  faith's   trium- 
phant wing, 


And  make  the  heavenly  arches 

ring 
With    loud    hosannas    to    our 

Who  brought  qui    souls  to 

union. 

7  Oh    come     backsliders,     come 

away, 
And  learn  to  do  as  well  as  say, 
And  learn  to  watch  as  well  as 

nray, 
And  bear  your  cross  from  day 

to  day  ; 
And    then    you'll     feel   this 

union. 

8  We  soon  shall  leave  all  things 

below, 

And  quit  these  climes  of  pain 

and  wo, 
And  then  we'll  all  to  glory  go, 
And  then  we'll  see,   and   hear, 

and  know, 
And  feel  a  perfect  union. 

9  Come,  heaven  and  earth,  unite 

your  lays, 
And    give     to    Jesus    endless 

praise ; 
And  oh  my  soul,  look  on  and 

gaze  ! 
He  bleeds,  he  dies,  your  debt  he 

pays, 
To  give  you  heavenly  union. 

10  Oh  could  I,  like  an  angel,  sound 
Salvation    through    the    earth 

around, 

The  devil's   kingdom  to   con- 
found ; 

I'd    triumph     on    Immanuel's 
ground, 
And    spread     this     glorious 
union 


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48.  Jerusalem,     c.  m. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 

( )  how   I  long  for  thee ! 
When  will  my  Borrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  \\  ben  Bhall  ! 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 

Host  glorious  to  behold  ; 
Thy  gatefl  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  Btreets  arc  paved  with  gold. 
]  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  walks, 
My  study  long  have  been.; 
Such  dazzling  views  hy  human  sight, 
Save  never  yet  been  been. 
1  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
Why  should  I  stay  from  thence? 
What  folly's  this,  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ! 

5  Reach  down,  O  Lord,  thine  arm  of  grace ; 

And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory's  gone, 

Him  will  I  go  and  see ; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 

I  leave  you  in  God's  care  ; 

And  if  I  never  more  see  you, 

Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 

8  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun  ; 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


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1  JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name ; 

'Tis  music  to  mine  ear; 
Fain  would  1  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear 

2  Vcs,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

■J joy,  my  hope,  my  trust; 
Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  most  richly  meet : 
Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  halfso  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

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

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  laboring  breath  ; 
Then  speechless  clasp  thee  in  mine  arrai, 
The  antidote  of  death. 

50.  Daily  Mercies. 

1  O  God,  thy  gifts  of  tender  love 

Are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtain  of  the  night 

To  guard  our  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  svakesour  drowsy  powers. 

3  We  yield  ourselves  to  thy  command, 

To  thee  devote  our  days ; 
For  constant  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  our  constant  praise. 


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And  loud  the  billows  roar  ; 
Full  swiftly  we  are  going, 
To  our  dear  native  shore. 


2  The  billows  breaking  o'er  us, 

The  storms  that  round  us  swell, 
Are  aiding  to  restore  us, 
To  all  we  loved  so  well. 


3  So  sorrow  often  presses, 

Life's  mariner  along  ; 
Afflictions  and  distresses, 
Are  gales  and  billows  strong. 

4  The  sharper  and  severer 

The  storms  of  life  we  meet, 
The  sooner  and  the  nearer 
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5  Come  then,  afflictions  dreary, 

Sharp  sickness  pierce  my  breast ; 
You  only  bear  the  weary 
More  quickly  home  to  rest. 


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52.  The  Gospel  Pool. 

2  Here  itreams  of  virtue  flow, 

To  boa!  i  "ul ; 

To  wash  the  filthy  white  as  snow, 

\vA   make  the  wounded  whole. 

3  The  dumb  break  forth  io  praise, 

The  blind  their  sight  receive; 
The  cripple  rim  in  wisdom's  ways, 
The  dead  revive  and  live. 

4  Not  bound  to  case  or  time, 

These  waters  always  move; 

Sinners,  in  every  age  and  clime, 

Tneir  vital  influence  prove. 

5  Yet  numbers  near  them  lie, 

Who  meet  with  no  relief; 
With  life  in  view  they  pine  and  die, 
In  hopeless  unbelief. 

6  'Tis  strange  they  will  not  bathe, 

And  yet  frequent  the  pool ; 
But  none  can  have  a  saving  faith, 
While  love  of  sin  bears  rule. 

7  Their  conscience  sin  has  seal'd, 

And  stupified  their  thought ; 
For  were  they  willing  to  be  heal'd, 
The  cure  would  soon  be  wrought. 

8  Dear  Savior,  interpose, 

Their  stubborn  will  constrain  ; 
Or  else  to  them  the  waters  flow, 
And  grace  is  preach'd  in  vain. 


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1  Hark,  my  soul, — it  ii  the  Lord! 

'Tu  thv  Savior,  hear  hifl  word. 

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I  ileliverM  thee  when  hound, 
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Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turn*d  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "Can  a  mother's  tender  care 
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4  4- Aline  is  an  unchanging  love. 
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Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  faith  is  done,— 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me?' 

{)  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  still  so  faint, 
Yet  I  Ivoe  thee,  and  adore : 
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5  i.  Meet  and  right 

1  Meet  and  right  it  is  to  ting, 

In  every  time  and  pi 
Glory  to  cur  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  he  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'erwhelm'd  before  thy  thione  ! 

3  Vieing  with  that  heavenly  choir, 

Who  chant  thy  praise  above; 
We  on  eagles'  wings  aspire, 

The  wings  of  faith  and  love; 
Thee,  they  sing,  with  glory  crown'd; 

Wt  extol  the  slaughtered  Lamb : 
Lower  if  our  voices  sound, 

Our  subject  is  the  same. 

4  Father,  God,  thy  love  we  piaise, 

Which  gave  thy  Son  to  die  ; 
Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

Alike  we  glorify; 
Spirit.  Comforter  divine, 

Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Till  we  in  full  chorus  join, 

And  earth  is  turn'd  to  heaven. 


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5  This  is  my  Beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around, 
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When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  His  voice  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death, 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

7  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  risnteousness  flow, 

To  wate*the  gardens  of  grace  ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall  know 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

8  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 
H<»  speaks,  and  eternity  fill'd  with  his  voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 
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56.  Judgment  Hymn* 

1  O  (hero  will  be  mourning,  mourning,  mourning,  mourning, 
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3  G  there  will  be  mourning,  «Scc. 

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Br  Jthers  and  sisters  there  will  part, 
Brothers  and  NSten  there  will  part, 
Will  part  to  meet  DO  more. 

4  O  there  will  be  mourning, 

Friends  and  neighbors  there  will  part, 
Friends  and  neighbors  there  will  part, 
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Will  j>^rt  to  meet  no  more. 

5  O  there  will  be  mourning.  Ace. 

Pastors  and  people  there  will  part, 
Pastors  and  people  there  will  part, 
Pastors  and  people  there  will  part, 
Will  part  to  meet  no  more. 

6  O  there  will  be  mourning,  «Scc. 

Devils  and  sinners  there  will  meet, 
Devils  and  sinners  there  will  meet, 
Devils  and  sinners  there  will  meet, 
Will  meet  to  part  no  more. 

7  O  there  will  be  shouting.  vVe. 

Saints  and  angels  there  will  meet, 
Saints  and  ante's  'diero  wiil  meet, 
Sa:nts  and  angels  there  will  meet, 
Will  meet  to  part  no  more. 


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Vain  world,  adieu. 


3  The  nearer  stiil  she  draws  to 
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With  steady  helm,  and  free 
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her  ground, 
And  thus   re-echoes  back  the 

sound, 

M  Christ  is  mv  rock." 


And  her  celestial  sonne: 

Glory  to  God  I 

59.  Soundings. 

l  To  Heaven    I'm  bound    with 
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My  bark  by  grace  doth  safely 

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cry. 
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And  M  all  is  well 


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3  'Tw  a<  a  heaven  below 
My  W<  deemer  to  know. 

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And  the  story  repeat, 

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s 01  all  the  day  long 
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0  that  all  his   salvation  might 

He  hath  loved  me,  T  cried, 

He  hath  suffered  and  died, 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wines  of  his  love, 
1  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation, and  pain; 
And  1  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve, 

That  1  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  I  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 

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7  o  the  rapturous  height 
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Which  I  felt  in  the  life  giving 
blood! 

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1  u  as  p  rfectly  I 
As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of 
God. 

8  Mi !  where  am  I  now : 
When  was  it,  oi  how, 

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L'ra<  •••  ? 

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I  am    banished    from  J 

9  Hardly  yet  do  I  knew, 
How  I  let  my  Lord  go, 

So  insensibly  starting  aside  ; 

Winn  the  tempter  came  in, 
With  his  own  subtle  sin, 
And    Infected  my  spirit  with 
pride. 

10  Rut  T  felt  it  too  soon, 
That  my  Savior  was  gone, 
Swiftly    vanishing  out    of  my 
sight ; 
My  triumph  and  boast 
On  a  suddv.il  were  lost, 
And  my  day  it  was  turned  into 
night. 


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.  my  God!  I  know  his  name, 
His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  he  patmy  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

2  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  \- ell  Becure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 

Till  the  decisive  hour. 
Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  iice, 

And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


62.  Am  I  a  .*    Idler. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ' 
Ami  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 
Are  there  no  Vmo-  forme  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  rlood  ? 
Is  this  dark  world  a  friend  to  grace, 

To  help  me  on  to  God? 

2  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign; 

Inct  ige,  Lord! 

I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 

Supported  by  thy  word. 
Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 

And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 


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6  Now  incline  me  to  repent! 
me  now  my  fall  lament ! 
Now  my  soul's  revolt  deplore! 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

64.  LORD,  HOW  LARGE. 

1  Lord,  how  large  thy  bounties 

Tender,      gracious,       sinner's  • 

What  a  feast  dost  thou  prepare, 
And  what  invitations  send! 

2  Now  fu'ril  thy  erreat  design, 

didst   first    tiie    message 
bri  112  : 
Every  heart  to  thee  incline  , — 
compel  them  to  come  in. 

3  TJ'ishing  on  the  downward  road, 
Sinners  no  compirision  need, 


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win  ; 

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5  Thus  their  willingSDuIi  compel, 
Thus  their  bappj 

strain, 
From   the  ways  of  death  and 

hell, 
Bome  to  God,  and  grace  again. 

6  Stretch  that  conquering  arm  ot 

thine, 
Once  stretched  out  to  bleed  for 

sin  ; 
Every  heart  to  thee  incline, 
Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 

65.  COME  YE  WEARY. 

1  Come:,  ye  weary  souls  npprest, 
Find  in  Christ  the  prorafi  c  d  rest; 
On  him  ail  your  burdens  roll. 
He   can   wound,  and  he  make 
whole. 

3  Ye  that  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus  blood  : 
To  the  son  of  David  cry, 
In  bis  word  he's  passing  by. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor,  and  blind, 
All  you  want  in  Jesus  find: 
This  the  day  of  merry  is, 
Now  accept  the  proffer'd  bliss. 

4  Debtors,   who  have  nought  to 

pay, 
Come  to  Jesus,  haste  away: 
All  your  sins  on  him  were  laid, 
All  your  debts  the  Surety  paid* 

5  "  It  i?  finisifd.1'  lo  !  he  cries, 
Ere  on  yonder  cross  he  dies; 
O  believe  the  record  true, 
Jesus  died  for  such  a*  you. 


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Hail  the  blest  morn  J  Mediator, 

Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descend! 

a  orship  the  babe  io  the  manger, 

Lo,  for  his  guard,  the  bright  angels  attend. 


Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Daicn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
>'■  ir  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  was  laid. 

2  Cold  00  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shining; 

Lou  d  with  the  beasts  of  rlie  stall ; 

ore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining, 
\Vi>e  men  and  shepherds  before  him  do  fall. 

Brightest  and  best,  fyc- 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden,  and  offerings  divine, 
Gems  from   the   mountains,  and  pearls  from    the 
ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  ? 
Brightest  and  best,  fyc. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  we  his  favor  secure  ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 
Brightest  and  best,  fyc 


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1  If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  them  not  thy 

he  irt, 
if  t  ht*  gift  ensnare  thee,  from  thy  God  to  part ; 
favor  seek,  his  praises  speak, 

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Serve  him,  and  ho  will  ever  be 
'The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

2  If  distress  befal  thee,  painful  though  it  be, 
Let  not  grief  appal  thee  ;  to  thy  Savior  flee  : 

He  ever  near,  thy  prayer  will  hea: 
And  calm  thy  perturbation  : 

The  waves  of  wo  shall  ne'er  o'erflow 
The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee,  let  it  uot  distress, 
Better  comforts  wait  thee  :  Christ  will  freely  bless  ; 

To  Jesus  ilee,  thy  prop  he'll  De, 

Thy  heavenly  consolation  : 
For  griefs  below  cannot  o'erthrow 

The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

4  Dangers  may  approach  thee,  let  them  not  alarm, 
Christ  will  ever  watch  thee,  and  protect  from  harm, 

He  near  ihee  stands  with  mighty  hands, 

To  ward  off  each  temptation  : 
To  Jesus  fly,  he's  ever  nigh, 

The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 

5  Let  not  death  alarm  thee,  shrink  not  from  his  blow, 
For  thy  God  shall  arm  thee,  and  victory  bestow, 

For  death  shall  bring  to  thee  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation  : 
*Tis  gain  to  die,  with  .lesus  nigh, 

The  Rock  of  thy  salvation. 
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3  Rut  now,  O  Lord,  'tis  not  too  late 

pray; 
For  thotthyjustia  locks  the  tate, 

Thy  i  ie  key. 


69.    Thro'  sorrow's  night. 

1  Thro'  sorrow's  night  and  dan- 

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Amid  the  de 
W- .  Boldiers  of  an  injured  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no 

more. 
And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains,  in  Bolitu 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 
^  In  this  our  last  retreat, 

Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust, 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  These  ashes  poor,  this  little  dust, 
Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 


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And  the  long  silent  dust  shall  burst 

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70.   Hoping,  yet  trembling. 

1  V     <oul  would  fain  indulge  a 

hope 
To  reach  the  heavenly  shore  ; 
And  when  I  drop  thi-  dying  fleshy 
Then  1  shall  sin  no  more. 

2  I  hope  to  hear,  and  join  the  song, 
Thai  saints  and  angell  raise  ; 

And  while  eternal  aires  joll, 
To  sing  eternal  praise. 

3  But  oh— this  dreadful  heart  of 

sin  ! 
It  may  deceive  me  still  ; 
And  while  I  look  for  joys  above, 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

4  The  scene  must  then  forever 

close, 
Probation  at  an  end  ; 
No  gospel   grace   can  reach  me 
there, 
No  pardon  there  descend. 

5  Come  then,   O  blessed  Jesus, 

come, 
To  me  thy  Spirit  give  ; 
Shine  thro'  a  dark,  benighted  soul, 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 


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Made  for  Jehovah's  praise  ; 

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2  They  bid  us  be  in  mirthfu1  mood 
And  dry  these  tears  so  sad  ; 

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And  how  can  we  be  glad  1 

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streams 
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And  ZIob  we  no  more  shall  see  ; 
But  we  can  ne'er  forget. 

4  Jerusalem,  thy  banish'd  ones, 
Prove  anguish  and  regret ; 

But  heaven's  own  curse  shall  rest 
on  thera, 
If  thee  they  e'er  forget. 


72.  Light  in  darkness. 

1  O  THOU  who  driest  the  mourn- 

er's tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If.  pierced    by  sins   and  sorrows 
litre. 

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2  The  friends,  who  in  our  sun- 

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When  winter  crujies,  are  flown ; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  Oh !    who    could    bear    life's 

stormy  doom, 
Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  thro'  the 

g'oom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

4  Then  sorrow  touch'd  by  thee, 

grows  bright, 
With  more  than  rapture's  ray  \ 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  o/ 

light, 
We  never  saw  by  day. 


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And  whisper  as  they  fly — 
Unthinking  man,  remember  this, 
Thou,  midst  thy  sublunary  bin*, 

Must  _  lip,  and  die  ! 

3  My  s<nd,  attmd  tiie  solemn  call, 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  quickly  fall, 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight, 
Beyond  the  vast  ethereal  blue, 
To  love  and  sing  as  angels  do, 

Or  sink  in  endless  night. 

4  Long  ere  the  sun  has  run  its  round, 
I  may  be  buried  under  ground, 

And  there  in  silence  rot : 
Alas!  one  hour  may  close  the  scene, 
And  ere  twelve  months  shall  intervene 

My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

5  But  shall  my  soul  be  then  extinct, 
And  cease  to  be,  or  cease  to  think  ? 

It  cannot,  cannot  be  : 
Thou!  my  immortal,  cannot  die, 
What  wilt  thou  do,  or  whither  fly, 

When  death  shall  set  thee  free  ? 

6  Will  mercy  then,  its  arms  extend  ? 
Will  Jesus  be  thy  guardian  friend? 

And  heaven  thy  dweliing-place  ? 
Or  shall  insulting  fiends  appear, 
To  drag  thee  down  to  black  despair, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  grace  ? 


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On  every  pari  it  riexea 

But  rages  most  within  : 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

Aixl  madness  all  combined; 
And  none  but  a  believer 

Tin*  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  -      Jit  a  cure  to 
But  this  proved  more  •    stressing, 

And  added  to  my  ■       i. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  nave  me  op  for  lost; 
Thus  every  refuse  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician 

(How  matchless  is  his  grace) 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  : 
First  gave  me  si^ht  to  view  him, 

For  sin  mine  eyes  had  seal'd; 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him; 

I  lookM — and  I  was  heal'd. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

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

And  saves  the  soul  from  death  I 
Come,  then,  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition — 

'Tis  only  "  Look  and  live." 


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1  I'll  try  to  prove  faithful, 
1*11  try  ro  prove  faithful, 

I'll  t.  ,  faithful,  faithful,  faithful, 

Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

2  I  >.  let  us  prove  faithful, 
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Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

3  We  mean  to  be  faithful, 
We  mean  to  be  faithful. 

We  mean  to  be  faithful,  faithful,  faithful, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

4  There'll  be  no  more  sinning, 
There'll  be  no  more  sinning, 

There'll  be  no  more  sinning,  sinning,  sinning 
When  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

5  There'll  be  no  more  sorrow, 
There'll  be  no  more  sorrow, 

There'll  be  no  more  sorrow,  sorrow,  sorrow, 
When  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  Jesus, 
There  we  shall  see  Jesus, 

There  we  shall  see  Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus, 
A\  hen  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

7  There  we  shall  sing  praises, 
There  we  shall  sang  praises, 

There  we  shall  sing  praises,  praises,  praises. 
A\  hen  we  all  shall  meet  above. 


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1    Stot\    poor    sinner,    stop    rind 
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Aiul  sink  you  witii  the  damn'd. 

3  Ghastly  death  willqaiicklycome, 

i  10  the  bar  ; 
Then  to  b<  ar  your  awful  doom, 
Will  till  you  with  despair. 

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Of  bloody  crimson  die, 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 
And  what  can  you  reply  ! 

5  Say.  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
Thai  you  his  will  oppose  1 

Fear  you  not  his  iron  rod, 
With  which  he  breaks  his  foes? 

6  Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day. 
When  judgment  is  proelaim'd, 

Wheu  the  earth  shall  melt  away, 
Like  wax  before  the  flai 

7  Though  your  heart  were  made 

-  'eel, 
Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 
He  will  not  let  you  pass. 

8  Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

Who  now  despise  his  grace, 


-  and  mountain*  on  • 
And  luilo  us  from  hi 

0  hut  a>  yi  t  it;'  • 

Thai  ymi  iimy  mercy  k,. 

Though  liii  aim  is  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbeara  the  blow. 

Hj   »  waa  for  stamen  letvi  died, 
Winners  he  calls  to  come  . 

me  shall  bf  d*  riled. 

He  says.  "  There  yet  is  room.' 

77.  Striving  of  the  Spirit. 

Mm  for  the  I.yrc. 

1  BoniBa,  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whisper' d  to  thy  sou!, 

Bid  il:-  I  -in, 

And  yield  to  God's  control  1 

2  Hath  it  met  thee  in  the  path, 
Of  earthly  vanity, 

Pointed  to  the  coming  wrath, 
And  wam'd  thee  now  to  flee  ? 

3  Sinner,  'twas  a  heavenly  voice; 

-  pint's  gracious  call, 
Bade  thee  make  a  better  choice, 

And  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

4  Hear  the  call  to  life  and  light  ; 
Regard  the  warning  kind  : 

If  that  call  thou  alwftys  slight, 
Thou  mercy  ne'er  shalt  rind. 

5  Soon  thy  season  will  be  o'er, 
The  Spirit  cease  to  strive  ; 

Thy  slumbers  he  will  break  no 
more ; 
His  love  then  do  not  grieve. 

6  Sinner,  should  this  very  day 
Thy  last  of  mercy  be  1 

Shouid'st  thou  grieve  him  now 
away, 
Hope  ne'er  may  beam  on  thee 
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2  Hera  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  *ti*  a  pi 

But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace, 

If  infinite  delight. 

3  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are 

seen, 

Iii  shining  ranks  they  move, 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in, 

With  wonder  and  with  love. 

4  Tlren  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear 
To'  adoring  armies  fall ; 

With   joy   they  shrink  to  nothing 

there, 

Before  th'  eternal  All. 

5  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the 

host 
In  duty  and  in  btif 
While  Uss  than  nothing  I  could 
boast, 
And  vanity  confess. 

6  The  more  thy  glories  strike  my 

eyes, 
The  humbler  I  shall  lie  ; 
Thus  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall 
rise 
Unmeasurably  high. 


For  ever  he  thy  nnmn  adored 

Poi  these  oeiestial  U 

2  liin',  the  Redeem 

Bpteada  heavenly  peece  around, 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

3  (di,  may  these  heafenlypaj 

My  ever  dear  delight  ; 
And  -till  new  beauties  may  I  fife, 
And  Itill  men  ASing  light  ! 

IDHrine  Instructed  graciousLord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near, 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 

And  view  my  Savior  there. 


79.   TJie  Scriptures. 

1  Father  of  mcrnes,  in  thv  word 
What  endless  glory  shines ! 


80.  Brotherly  Love. 

1  Blkst  be  the  dear,  uniting  love, 
That  will  not  let  us  part  ; 

Oar  bodies  may  far  oil' remove— 
We  >till  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joio'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head. 

Where  he  appoints  we'll  go  ; 

And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  fead, 

And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  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. 

4  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 
Which  shall  our  flesh  restore; 

When   deatii    shall   all   be   don-i 
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There    thy   righteous   sentence 

5  Wretched,  ruin'd,  helpless  soul, 
To  a  Savior's  blood  apply  ; 

Ee  alone  can  make  thee  whole  ; 
Fly  to  Jesus,— sinner,  rlv  ! 

J.  B.  W. 

Sinner,  prepare. 

ni,  art  thou  still  secure  ? 
Will  thou  still  refuse  to  pray? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  1 

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Liaten  to  the  sospel  voice  ; 

5  •    e  things  that  are  above  ; 
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Bnier,  ere  it  he  too  late ; 

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When  too  late  to  offer  prayer. 

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And  for  ever  bar  the  sk; 

Then,  though  sinners  cry  withou 
He  will  say,  "  I  know  you  not.' 

3  Mournfully  will  they  exclaim — 
'  Lord  !  we  have  profess'd  thy 
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We  have  ate  with  thee,  and  heard 
Heavenly  teaching  in  thy  word  ' 

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1  Prom  whence  dotb  this  union  arise, 
Thai  hatred  w  cooquer'd  by  love  ! 
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As  distance  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  he  found, 

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It  grows  on  Emmanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus1  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  are  >o  dear  unto  me, 
Our  hearts  all  united  in  love  : 
Where  Jesus  lias  gone,  Ave  shall  be, 
In  yonder  bright  mansions  above. 

4  O  why  then  so  loth  now  to  part  ? 
Since  we  shall  ere  long  meet  again; 
Engraved  on  Immanuel'fl  heart, 

At  distance  we  cannot  remain 

5  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
And  join  with  the  angels  above, 

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Unite  with  our  Jesus  iu  love, 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign ; 
We  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see, 
And  sing,  ■  Hallelujah,  Amen:* 
Amei;,  even  so  let  it  be. 


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And  j  -  i  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
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And  tear  to  launch  away. 

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cold  flood, 
Could  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

86.    The  Soul. 

1  Wiiat  is  the  trfrog  of  greatest 

price, 
The  whole  creation  round  1 — 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found  : 

2  The   soul   of  man— Jehovah's 

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


3  God,  to  redeem  it,  did  not  ?pare 

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4  And  is  this  treasure   borne  be- 

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in  earthen  vessels  trail ? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail  ? 

5  Then  let  us  gather  round  the 

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

87.  Redeeming  Love, 

J  Ye  saints,  assist  me  in  my  song-- 
Let  all  your  passions  move  ; 

To  Jesus  all  the  notes  belong — 
I  sing  redeeming  love. 

2  Opposing  spirits 'gainst  hiscross, 
Their  force  nnited  prove  ; 

But  quit  the  held  with  mighty  loss, 
Crush'd  by  redeeming  love. 

3  Around  the  circle  of  his  friends 
Mis  tender  passions  move  ; 

And  while  he  lived,  his  constant 
theme 
Was  still  redeeming  love. 

4  Gently    he  raised    his   sacred 

hands, 
Before  his  last  remove  • 
And    the    last   whispers    of  his 
tongue, 
Sigh'd  forth  redeming  love. 

5  Thro'  life's  wide  waste,  with 

weary  feet, 
In  darkness  I  may  rove  ; 
But  never  can  my  heart  forget 
Redeeming,  dying  love. 

6  Oh,    that    before    his    sacred 

throne, 
I  all  its  sweets  may  prove ; 
Still  as  my  pleasures  rise,  my  song 
Shall  be  redeeming  love. 


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6  Soon  shall  our  raptured  tongue 
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1  Now  is  the  accepted  time — 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace  : — 

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And  seek  the  Savior's  face. 

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2  Now  is  tlie  accepted  time, 
The  Savior  calls  to-day  ; — 

Pardon  and  peace  he  freely  srives; 
Then  why  should  you  delay? 

3  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 
The  gospel  bids  you  come'; 


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They  shall  his  tare  behold  : 

And  sing  of  all  his  dying  pain?, 
Whose  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


90.   The  Love  of  Jesus. 
Written  for  the  Lyre. 

1  Iff  Jeans,  thou  hast  taught 
This  heart  to  love  but.  thee  ; 

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2  If  sorrow  shades  my  eyes, 
It  is  when  thou  art  fled  ; 

De<  p  in  the  dust  my  spirit  lies, 
And  mourns  its  comforts  dead. 

3  The  world  has  lost  its  power 
To  soothe  this  inward  pain  ; 

To  me  it  is  a  faded  flower, 
That  cannot  bloom  again. 

4  But  when  thy  smile  appears, 
To  chase  my  gloom  away, 

How  bursts  my  song  !  how  sink 
my  fears  ; 
My  night  is  turn'd  to  day. 

5  Then,  Lord,  no  more  permit 
This  heart  from  thee  to  rove 

O  that  I  might  for  ever  sit. 
At  thy  dear  feet,  and  love. 
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1  Though  in  the  outward  church  below, 
The  wheat  and  tare.-  together  grow; 
Jesus  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop, 
And  pluck  the  tares  in  anger  up. 

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2  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 
T<»  recollect  their  stations  here; 

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How  much  among  the  whe      they  grew  ? 

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They  perish'd  under  means  of  grace, 
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4  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet, 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat; 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-searching  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

5  The  tares  are  spared  for  various  ends, 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends: 
Others  the  Lord,  against  their  will, 
Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 

6  But  though  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong, 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long; 

In  harvest,  when  he  saves  his  own, 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 

7  Oh  !  awful  thought,  and  is  it  so  ? 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know? 
Is  evervr  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 

Me,  for  that  harvest,  Lord,  prepare. 


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1  Sometimes  a  light  surp 

The  Christian  while  he  sings  ; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  ri-<  1, 

With  healing  on  his  winj^s: 
When  comforts  are  declining! 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 
To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  : 
S<  t  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to  morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing, 

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

Will  clothe  his  people  too  : 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

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

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither, 

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

Nor  docks  nor  herds  he  there ; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

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

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


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1   I  \voiTLl>  not  live  alway  :   I  ask  not  ( 

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9   I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fetter'd  by  sin  ; 
Temptation  without,  and  corruption  within  : 

:he  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thankagmng  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway  ;  no — welcome  the  tomb, 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom: 
There,  sweet  he  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God  ; 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 

Where  tlie  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright  plains 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns: 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Savior  and  brethren,  transported  to  greet; 
While  tlie  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul . 


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1  Wheh  thou,  my  righteous  judge,  shalt  come 
To  call  thy  ransom  d  people  home, 

I  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
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2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Tho'  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  ? 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out. 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call! 


3  Prevent  it,  Lord,  by  thy  rich  grace; 
Be  thou  my  soul's  sure  hiding  place, 

In  this  the  accepted  day  : 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

And  see  thy  smiling  face; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 


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95.    The  Sainfs  Sweet  Home. 

1  'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  complaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints* 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

CHORUS. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

Prepare  me,  dear  Savior,  for  glory,  my  home. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace  ! 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot  cease 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 

I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory  at  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 

Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows  may  foam, 
Ail,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at  home. 

4  While  here  m  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 

O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  day : 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  O  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face; 
Indulge  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy  throne, 
And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

6  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine, 
No  more  as  an  exile,  in  sorrow  to  pine, 
And  in  thy  dear  image,  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee,  at  Home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

Receive  me,  dear  Savior,  in  glory, my  home, 


90.    Sir  |  t  H 

1  At  alien  from    -  to  £race, 

I  wandered  through  earth,  its  gay  pi  auurei  to  trace 
In  the  pathway  oisin  1  continui  i  to  roam, 
Unmindful,  alaa  '  that  it  led  me  from  home. 

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...  my  home. 

2  The  fade  away, 

I  bloom  for  a  Beaaon,  but  Boon  they  decay, 
Bui  pleasures  more  lasting,  in  ten, 

Salvation  <m  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  heaven. 

<-et  home, 

The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  ever  at  home. 

3  Allure  me  DO  longer,  ye  false  glowing  charms  ' 
The  S  I  his  arms  ; 

At  the  banquet  of  mercy,  I  bear  there  is  room, 

0  there  may  1  feasl  with  his  children  at  home! 

Home,  home,  wseet,  sweet  home, 

O  Jesus,  conduct  me  to  heaven,  my  home 

4  Farewell,  vain  amusements,  my  follies,  adieu, 
While  Jesus,  and  heaven,  and  glory  I  view; 

1  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from  his  throne, 
The  foretaste  of  heaven,  sweet  heaven,  my  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

O  when  shall  I  share  the  fruition  of  home ! 

5  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away, 

The  time  is  approaching,  when  Jesus  will  say, 
1  Well  done,  faithful  servant,  sit  down  on  my  throne, 

And  dwell  in  my  presence  forever  at  home.' 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
O  there  I  shall  rest  with  the  Savior  at  home. 

C  Affliction,  and  ?orrow,  and  dean  shall  be  o'er, 
The  saints  shall  unite  to  be  parted  no  more  ; 
There  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high  dome, 
They  dwell  with  the  Savior  for  ever  at  borne. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Thev  dwell  with  the  Savior  for  ever  at  home 
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i  be  with  Christ  is  best." 

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And  feel  my  soul  refreshed  : 

What  can  obstruct  me,  when  I 
know 
uTo  be  with  Christ  is  best." 

7  There  an  eternity  with  thee, 
1*11  think  myself  well  blest; 

[  see  thee  here ;  but  oh  !  to  be, 
11  To  be  with  Christ  is  best." 


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.  Longing  for  Heaven, 

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I  long  for  death*a  arrest  ; 
If  any  ask  the  reason  why. — 
'•  To  be  with  Christ  is  Ix 

2  My  unbelief,  that  bosom  foe, 
Which  lurks  within  my  breast, 

So  of:  '.\  erthrow, — 

"To  be  with  Christ  is  best." 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  on 

me  frown, 
And  have  my  soul  oppn 
Should   evils  crush   my  (■ 

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44  To  be  with  Christ  Is  i< 

4  Had  I  a  voice  so  loud  and  strons, 
To  sound  from  east  to  u 

I'd  tell  the  honor-seeking  throng, 

44  To  be  with  Christ  is  best.."" 

5  O  come,   sweet  Jesus,  quickly 

come, 
And  cheer  my  fainting  hi  east  ; 
1  lone  o  reach  my  heavenly  home, 
"To  be  with  Chris:  is  best." 

6  Pinion'd  with  love,  I'd  take  the 

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Therewith  the  church  triumphan: 
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I  From  even  earthly  pleasure, 

From  every  transit; 
From  every  mortal  trra^ire 

That  soon  will  fade  and  die  ; 
No  longer  these  desiring, 

Upwards  our  wishes  tend, 
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And  joys  that  never  end. 


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That    heaves  our  breast  to- 
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Hope  turns  our  eyes  away  ; 


On  wings  of  faith  ascending. 

\\  •   -ee  the  land  of  light, 
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In  infinite  delight. 


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PISGAH.  C.  M. 


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i !  thou  art  the  Binned  i  Friend, 

Ai  mcfa  I  look  to  tfa 

Nfow  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 
( )h.  Lord  !  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary  : 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groan3, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God  ! 

I  yield  myself  to  thee  ; 
While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Oh  Lord  !  remember  me. 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile, 

Yet  thy  salvation's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thy  all  abounding  grace, 
Oh  Lord  !  remember  me. 

5  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distress'd, 

Howe'er  oppress'd  I  be, 
Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me. 

6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

And  creature  helps  all  flee, 
Then,  oh  my  great  Redeemer,  God  ! 
I  pray,  remember  me. 


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laws, 
Of  love  and  i  | 

4  Not  all  tin-  pains  that  t.'Yr  I  bore, 

.  spoil  my  future  pi  I 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  my  FaUu  r  , 


J 02.    Contrition' <  - 

1   O  thou,  whose  tender  mercy 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  : 
Whose  hand  indulgent  wipes  the 
tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye. 

'     2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of 
grace, 
A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  : 
,      Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy 
lace  : 
Hast  thou  not  said— Return  1 

J  And  slxill  my  guilty  fears  pre- 
vail 

To  drive  me  from  thv  feet  ? 
O  :  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 

This  only  safe  retreat. 


•1  Absent  from  tliee,  mvCuidc!  my 
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■bine  on  this  NratghtH 
heart, 

Wiih  bean  -  ine  : 

Ami  lei  thy  healing  voice  impart 

A  tatte  of  joys  divine. 

The  Bachslhhr. 

1  O  why  did  I  my  Savior  leave, 

M  unfaithful  prove : 
How    could    1    thy    good    Spirit 
jirieve, 
Ami  sin  against  thy  love  ? 

I  d  thee  first  to  disappear, 
1  turn'd  thy  face  aside  : 

rd  :  if  thou  hadst  still  been 
here, 
T       -rvant  had  not  died. 

3  B;;    O,  how  soon  thy  wrath  is 

o'er, 

pardoning  love  takes  place ! 
A>si-i  me.  Savior,  to  adore 
The  riches  of  thy  grace. 

4  O  could  I  lose  myself  in  thee  ; 
Thy  depth  of  mercy  prove  ; 

Thou  vast,  unfathomable  sea 
Of  unexhausted  love  ! 

5  My  humble  soul,  when  thou  art 

near. 
In  dust  and  ashes  lies : 
How  shall  a  sinful  worm  appear, 
Or  meet  thy  purer  eyes  ? 

6  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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at  will  deliglu  to  prove, 
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2  Abba.  Father,  bear  thy  child, 

Late  in  Jesus  reconciled  ; 
Hear,  and  all  the  graces  afc 
All  the  joy,  and  peace,  and  power  ; 
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All  the  lit".:  and  heaven  oflove. 

3  Lord,  I  will  not  let  thee  \ 
Till  the  hl»->-in?  thou  bestow  ; 
Hear  my  Advocate  divine  ! 
Lo     to  his  my  suit  I  join  : 
Join'd  to  his.  it  cannot  (ail  : 

:   lor  1  wilt  prevail. 

renly  Father,  Life  divine, 
ChaiiLt-  my  nature  into  thine  ! 

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Li\  i   .  but  thou. 

•.  r.o  mora  delay ! 
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•  n  igns,  ami  reign*  above, 

3  Hail,  immortal  Kinu  of  heaven  ! 
i  irround     thy 

throne  ; 
Lamh  of  God,  for  sinners  given, 
11  Thou  an  worthy,"  thou  alone  : 
Thee  we  serve,  and  thee  we  sing ; 
Jesus,  hail,  eternal  KinLr. 

107.  Our  Common  Lord. 

1  Jesus  is  our  common  Lord, 
He  our  loving  Savior  is  ; 

Pv  his  death  to  life  restored, 

(change  for  Wiss : 
Miss  to  carnal  minds  unknown, 
Only  to  believers  shown. 

2  Christ,    our   Brother    and   ouf 

Friend, 
Shows  us  his  eternal  love  : 
Never  shall  our  triumphs  end, 
Till  we  lake  our  Seats  above: 
Let  us  for  that  day  prepare, 
For  our  glorious  meeting  there.' 


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.  Now  stands  a  pleading, 

At  ihi'  nlnner'a  bolted  heart ; 
\   m  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Undertaking  sinners'  part 

Sinners,  eon  you  hate  fin's  Savior? 

Will  you  fit  rust  him  from  your  arms  ? 
Once  he  died  for  your  heJuirior, 

\        he  cults  you  to  liis  onus. 

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Father,  aave  them,  though  they're  blood  red, 
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3  Sinners,  hear  your  God  an d  Savior, 

Hear  his  gracious  voire  to-day; 

Turn  from  all  your  vain  behavior, 
O  repent,  return,  and  pray. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  8(C, 

\  Obe  wise  before  you  languish 
On  the  bed  of  dying  strife ; 
Endless  joy,  or  dreadful  anguiab, 
Turn  upon  the  events  of  life. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  8?c. 

5  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 

Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee  y 
See,  what  kindness,  love  and  pity, 
Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  SfC. 

6  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 

Bid  the  Savior  welcome  in  ; 
Now  receive, — and  O  adore  him, 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  fyc. 

7  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 

Yet  there's  room  for  many  more  ; 
O  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  SfC. 

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U<    is  meat  and  drink  in 

3  When  my  faith  is  faint  and  sickly, 

Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind, 
( '        ils  to  rei  i\  <•  me  qui*  k!y, 

licine  here  1  nod  , 
T*>  the  promises  I  flee, 
Each  affords  a  remedy. 

4  lo  the  hour  of  dark  temptation 

.  cannot  make  me  yield; 
For  (be  won!  of  consolation 
I?  to  me  a  mighty  shield : 

While  the  Scripture  truths  are  sure 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure 

5  Vain  his  threats  to  overcome  rne, 

When  I  Uike  the  Spirit's  sword : 
Then  with  f  nse  I  drive  him  from  me, 

Satnn  trembles  at  the  word: 
'  lis  a  sword  for  conquest  made, 
Keen  the  edge,  and  strong  the  blade. 

6  Shall  I  envy  then  the  miser, 

Doaiing  on  his  golden  store  ? 
Sure  I  am,  or  should  be  \\i=er, 

I  am  rich,  'tis  lie  is  poor. 
Jesus  gives  me,  in  his  word, 
Food  and  medicine,  shield  and  sword. 


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I  Raw  ye  m  Saw  \ <•  my  Savior 

:h)<!  «  lOU  .' 

<  )     lie  died  un  Calvary, 

ne  for  you  and  me, 
And  : »  pure  base  our  pardon  with  ulood. 
2ft  \tiMided, 

Painfully  nail'd  to  the  c 

»w'd  his  head  and  died, 
Thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 

r  a  wori  1  that  was  Lost, 
hung  bleeding — Jesus  hang  bleeding, 
ful  houre  ii)  pain, 
And  thf  Bolid  rocks  were  rent, 
Through  creation's 
Wh  !  tii"  God-mao. 

4  Darkness  prevailed — Darkness  prevailed, 
Darkness  prevailed   o'er  ihe  land, 

the  sun  refused  to  shine, 
his  majesty  <!i\  ine, 
Was  derided,  insulted  and  slain. 

5  When  it  was  finish'cl — When  it  was  finish'd, 
And  the  atonement  was  made, 

Il«-  was  taken  by  the  great, 
And  einbalm'd  with  spices  sweet, 
And  was  in  a  now  sepulchre  laid. 

6  Hail,  mighty  Savior — Hail,  mighty  Savior, 
Prince,  and  the  author  of  peace  ; 

O!   he  hurst  the  bars  of  death, 
And,  triumphant  from  the  earth, 
He  alcendcd  to  man.-iens  of  bliss. 

7  There  interceding — There  interceding, 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live, 
Crying,  "  Father,  I  have  died, 

O,  behold  ray  hands  aud  side, 

O,  forgive  then),  I  pray  thee,  forgive." 

8  "  I  will  torgive  them — I  will  forgive  them 
When  they  repent  and  believe, 

Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 

And  be  reconciled  to  me, 

And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 

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ill.   The  Hiding-place. 

1  II  ul,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began 
Tin*  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man  ; 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  <  tenia]  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding-place  ! 

2  \_  tinsl  the  God,  that  built  the  sky, 
[fought  with  hands  uplifted  high  : 

ised  the  mansions  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place. 

3  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  a  hiding-place  ! 

4  But  lo  !  the  eternal  counsel  ranc 
'Almighty  love  arrest  the  man;' 

I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And.  found  1  had  no  hiding-place. 

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

But  justice  cried,  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding-place. 

6  But  lo  !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy's  angel  soon  appeared  ; 
AY  ho  led  me  on  a  pleasing  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding-place. 

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

And  thus  became  their  hiding-place. 


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<.  thoa  liast  bid  01  pray, 
Ami  never,  never  fatal  ; 

With  the  word  ■  power  convey, 
To  utter  our  complaint ! 

Qui»-t  shalt  ihOQ  never  know, 
Till  we  from  tin  ere  freed  : 

-  of  our  foe, 

Ami  bruise  the  serpent'!  head  ! 

•2  We  have  now  began  to  cry, 

Ami  we  u  ill  never  end. 
Till  we  hud  salvation  nigh. 

And  grasp  the  sinner's  Friend  : 
Day  ami  night  we'll  speak  our  wo, 

Importunately  pli 
O,  Avenge  us  of  our  foe, 

And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

3  Speak  the  word,  and  we  shall  be 
From  all  our  bauds  released; 

Onlv  thou  canst  set  us  free, 
an  lonn  oppress'd  : 
I  'iy  power  almighty  show, 
Arise,  thou  conque  mg  Seed  ! 
O,  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 
And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

4  To  destroy  his  work  of  sin, 
Thyself  in  us  reveal ; 

Manifest  thyself  within 

Our  flesl  .  and  fully  dwell  : 
Enter  with  us  here  below, 

ke  us  free  indeed  : 

-  of  our  foe, 

And  Druise  the  serpent's  head  ! 


5  Stronger  than  the  strong  man, 

thou 

Hi-  fury  canst  control  : 
Cast  him  out,  by  enrerins  now, 

And  keep  our  ranaprn*d  soul. 
Satan's  kingdom  overtnrow, 

On  powers  of  darkness  tread; 
O,  avenue  us  of  our  foe, 

And  bruise  the  serpent's  head! 

6  To  the  never-ceasing  cries 
Of  thine  elect,  attend  ; 

Semi  deliverance  from  the  skies, 
Thy  inL'hty  Spirit  send  : 

Though  to  man  thou  seemestslow, 
Ami  not  our  cries  to  heed  ; 

O,  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 
And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

7  Come,  O  come,  all  glorious  Lord ! 
\o  longer  now  delay, 

With     thy     Spirit's     two-edged 
sword, 

The  crooked  serpent  slay  ! 
Bare  thine  arm, and  give  the  blow, 

Root  out  the  hellish  seed  : 
O,  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 

And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

8  Jesus,  hear  thy  Spirit's  call, 
Thy  Bride,  who  bids  thee  come 

Come,  thou  righteous  Judge  of  all, 
Pronounce  the  tempter's  doom; 

Doom  him  to  eternal  wo, 
For  r"  his  •*ni:a!s  mcide; 

Nov*  Tven^e  us  of  our  foe, 
Foi  tswer  bruise  his  head ! 


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1  Why  sleep  we,  my  brethren  '  come,  let  ui  arise, 

,\  should  we  dumber  in  Bight  of  the  prize  ? 
-  nearer,  our  days  arc  far  .-pent, 
O,  let  us  be  active  ;  awake  !  and  repent. 

2  O,  how  can  we  slumber!  the  Master  is  come, 

And  calling  on  rim  era  I  i  nek  them  a  home; 

pint  and  Bride  now  in  concert  unite, 
The  weary  they  welcome,  the  careless  invite. 

3  O,  how  can  we  slumber!  our  foes  are  awake; 
To  ruin  poor  souls  every  effort  they  make; 

To  accomplish  their  object  do  means  are  untried, 
The  careless  they  comfort,  the  wakeful  misguide. 

4  O,  how  can  we  slumber!  when  so  much  was  done, 
To  purchase  salvation  by  Jesus  the  Son! 

Now  mercy  is  profier'd,  and  justice  display'd, 
Now  God  can  be  honor'd,  and  sinners  be  saved. 

5  O,  how  can  we  slumber!  when  deatli  is  so  near, 
And  sinners  are  sinking  to  endless  despair; 

Now  prayers  may  avail,  and  they  gain  the  high  prize, 
Before  they  in  torment  shall  lift  up  their  eyes. 

6  O,  how  can  ye  slumber '  ye  sinners,  look  round, 
Before  the  last  trumpet  your  hearts  shall  confound; 
O,  fly  to  the  Savior,  he  calls  you  cO-day; 

While  mercy  is  waiting,  O  make  no  delay. 


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J 14.  The  Year  of  Jubilee. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  solemn  sound ! 

Lot  all  the  nations  know 

md  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  rausoiu'd  sinners,  home. 
I    a!t  the  Lamb  of  God, 
a-atoning  Lamb ; 
ption  by  his  blood, 
Through  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 
The  j  ear  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranaom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Y»>  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive; 

ife  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  rausom'd  sinners,  nome. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pardoning  grace; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  .Savior's  face  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  rausom'd  sinners,  home. 

5  Jesus,  our  Lrreat  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made: 
Ye  wean-  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad  . 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come* 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinnere,  home. 
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Will  you  with  Christ  for 

ill  you  have  this  Christ  or  no? 

lin  l>ound, 
Obey  I  tand ; 

with  us,  and  yon  shall  j)rove 
The  j  as  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Behold,  he's  waiting  at  your  door  ! 

•  your  choice  ;  O,  halt  no  more 
8 

•  ill  you  have  this  Ci:  .st  or  no  ? 

5  Your  sports,  an  ;  tering  toys, 
Compared  to  our  celesti' 

Like  momentary  dreams  a:  pear; 
Come,  go  >        us — your  souta  are  dear. 

6  Why  rush  in  carnal  pleasures  on  ? 
Why  madly  plunge  in  sorrow  down  ? 
Say,  without  Christ  what  can  you  do  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 

7  O,  must  we  bid  you  all  farewell ; 

We  bound  to  heaven,  and  you  to  hell  ? 
Still  God  may  hear  us  while  we  pray, 
And  change  you,  ere  that  burning  day. 

8  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name, 
We  know  his  love  remains  the  same; 
Say,  will  you  to  mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 


172 


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2  Once  on  the  razi   . 
The  storm  was  loud,  the  night 
dark, 

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blow'd 
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3  It  was  mv  guide,  my  light,  my 

all, 
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And  through  the  storm  and  dan- 

nrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
Now   safely   moor'd — my  perils 

o'er, 
1*11  sins,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  forevermore, 
The  Star— the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


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.  d  spirit  to  her  borne, 
The  clime  ol  cloudless  beaut] 
No  more  on  itoi  my  seal  to  roam, 
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throne, 
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The  harps  of  heaven  wake  not  to 
Love  ! 

3  Earth,  sea  and   sky  one  lan- 
speak, 
In  harmony  that  soothes  the  soul ; 
'Tis    heard     when     scarce    the 

zephyrs  wake, 
And  when  "on  thunders  thunders 

roil : 
That  voice  is  heard,  and  tumults 

cease, 
It  whispers  to  the  bosom  peace  ; 
Speak,  thou  Inspirer,  from  above. 
And  cheer  our   hearts,   celestial 

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LISBON.  S.  M. 


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118.   Christian  Love. 

1  Blest  he  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  ( Christian  love  ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds, 
fa  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 

\nd  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 

But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  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, 
Aud  sin,  we  shall  be  hee  ; 

Am1  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 


176 


CARMARTHEN.  H.  M. 


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He  bids  yon  come  t<»  day, 

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near; 
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Hftl  c  1 1 a r 1 1 1 i t i lT  iCCentfl  h»  ar  ! 

Let  whosoever  will,  now  come  ; 

In  mercy's  arms  t li«  I 

120.  Pastoral  Cares. 

I  Who  can  de*  vibe  the  pain, 

Which  faithful  pn 

Constrained  to  preach  in  vain, 

To  hearts  as  hard  Bi 
Or  who  can  tell  the  pleasun  i  felt, 
Wiit-n   stubborn   hearts    begin   to 
melt? 

C  The  Savior's  dying  love. 
The  soul's  amazing  worth, 
Their  warm  affections  move, 
And  draw  their  efforts  forth  : 
They  pray  and  strive — their  rest 

departs, 
Till  Christ  be  form'd  in  sinner's 
hearts. 

g  If  some  small  hope  appear, 
They  stil!  are  not  content  ; 
But  with  a  jealous  fear, 

watch  for  the  event  : 
Too  oft  they  find  their  hopes  de- 
ceived : 
Then  how  their  inmost  souls  are 
grieved. 


4  Ruf  when  their  pains  su 

blade, 

i .  rtow  ; 

The  power  ii  thine  alone, 
To  make  it  spring  and  j 
Do   thou    t:.'  harvest 

And  thou   alone   shalt  have  the 
praise. 


121.   Doxology. 

1  Wl  give  immortal  praise 

i  the  Father*!  love, 
I  our  comforts  here, 
And  all  our  hopes  above  : 
w;i  Eternal  Son, 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 

2  To  Cod  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too, 

W.'io  saved  us  by  his  blood, 
i  everlasting  wo  : 
And  now  he  lives,   and   now  he 

And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  his  pains, 

3  To  God  the  Spirit,  praise 
And  endless  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  power 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live: 

His  work  completes  the  great  de- 
sign, 
And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine 

4  Almighty  God  !  to  thee 
Re  endless  honors  done  ; 
The  sacred  Persons  three, 
The  Godhead  only  one  : 

Where  reason   fails  with  all  hex 

powers,  * 
There  faith   prevails,    and   7ov« 

adores. 


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1  Yk  .  rtand  round  the  throne, 

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In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known  , 
Tune,  tune  your  g  'ft  harps  to  hi 

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saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they. 
And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  liis  feet, 
II '-  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  I. is  rich  mercy  i  ■ 
I!  •  snatch'd  you  from  hell  and  the  grave*— 
He  ransom  d  from  death  and  despair: 

i  he  was  mighty  to  save, 
Almighty  to  bria  j  .ere 


3  Oh,  when  will  the  period  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your  Savior  belong! 
I'm  fetter' d  and  chain'd  up  in  clay; 

I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free ; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 

My  God  and  my  Savior  to  see  ! 

4  I  want  to  put  on  rr.y  attire, 

^  ash'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb.* 

1  want  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 
And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name; 

I  want — Oh,  I  want  to  be  there, 
Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu — 

Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share- 
To  wonder,  and  worship  with  you  ! 


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1  How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see ; 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flowers, 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetr.e^s  to  me : 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  k>uk  gay; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 


2  His  name  yields  tne  richest  perfume, 
And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice : 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  1, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 


3  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  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 


4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  1 

Aud  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Tliv  soul-cheering  presence  restor0 : 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  hig!i, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 


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1  O'kk.  nils  of  dark- 

All  the  | 

W  jrace: 

Lei  •  .   ruin?  dawn! 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  N 
Let  the  nule  Barbarian  see 

Thai  di\  ine  and  glorious  conquest 
btahVd  on  Calvary  ; 

Soon  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms    wide,    that    sit   In 

da i  fa 
Grant  then'.,  Lord,  the  glorious 
light; 

And  from  eastern  coast  to  west- 
ern. 
May    the    mo.ning    chase    the 
night ; 
And  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

4  May  the  glorious  day  approach- 

ing, 
Thine  eternal  love  proclaim, 
And  the  everlasting  gospel, 
Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name, 

O'er  the  borders. 
Of  the  great  Immanuers  land. 

5  Fiy  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel, 
Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 

May  thy  lasting  wide  dominions, 
Multiply,  and  still  increase  ; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Savior,  all 'the  world  around. 

125.    On  the  Mountains. 

1  On  the  mountain's  top  appear- 
ing. 
Lo,  the  sacred  herald  stands  ; 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands  : 
uig  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 


I    II. is   thy  Bight   beta  long  ami 
mournful. 
All      thy      friends      unfaithful 
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thee  : 
He  himst  If  appears  thy  friend  . 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee 
Here  their  boasts  ami  triumpln 
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Great  deliverance, 
Zion's  King  vouchsafes  to  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend 

thee. 
All  thy  warfare  now  is  past, 
God,  thy  Sartor,  shall  defend  thee, 
Peace  and  joy  are  GOBM  at  last ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  re-t. 

E9&  Mem  of  God. 
1  Men  of  God,  go  take  your  sta- 
tions, 
Darkness  reigns  throughout  the 
earth  ; 
Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations, 
Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth  ; 

Bear  the  tidinga 
Of  the  Savior's  matchless  \rorth. 

9  What  tho'  earth  and  hell  united, 
Should  oppose  the  Savior's  plan! 

Plead  his  cause,  nor  be  affrighted  : 
Tear  ye  not  the  face  of  man  : 

Vain  their  tumult, 
Stop  his  work  they  never  can. 

3  When  exposed  to  fearful  dan 
gers. 
Jesus  will  his  own  defend : 
Borne  afar  'midst  foes  and  stran 
gers. 
Jesus  will  appear  your  friend: 

And  his  presence 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 


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Then  my  Savior  was  my  - 
Then   my  tool  was  hll'd   with 
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Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly    spent     in    prayer    and 
praln. 

2  Uttle  then  mym  If  I  knew, 
Little  thought  of  Satan's  power; 

Now  I  let  1  my  sins  anew  ; 
Now  I  fed  the  stormy  hour  ! 

Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight : 
Sin  has  tuni'd  my  day  to  night. 

3  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, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

128.  Faith  Encouraged. 

1  Pensive,  doubting,  fearful  heart, 
Hear  what  Christ  the  Savior  says ; 
Every  word  should  joy  impart, 
Change  thy  mourning  into  praise. 

Fearful  souf,-attend  and  see  ; 

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2  "  Fear  thou  not,  nnr  he  ashamed 
All  thy  sorrows  soon  shall  end  ; 
I,  who   heaven   and  earth   hav«. 

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Am  thy  husband  and  thy  friend  : 
I,  the  High  and  Holy  One, 
iy  Savior  will  be  known. 


3  "For  a  moment  I  withdrew, 
And  thy  heart  was  hll'd  with  pain. 
But  thy  mercies  I'll  renew, 
Thou  shalt  soon  rejoice  again  : 
Though  I  seem  to  hide  my  fac» 
'Tis  but  for  a  moment's  space- 


4  "When  my  peaceful  bow  ap 

pears, 
Painted  on  the  water}7  cloud, 
'Tis  to  dissipate  thy  fears, 
Lest  the  earth   should  be   c'?r- 
flow'd : 
'Tis  an  emblem  too  of  peace  ; 
Very  soon  my  wrath  shall  cease. 


5  "Though  afflicted,  tempest 
toss'd, 

Comfortless  awhile  thou  art, 

Faithful  souls  shall  ne  er  be  lost ; 

I  have  graved  tb°m  or.  my  heart 
Look  to  me,  an'd  prove  anew, 
What  a  God  of  love  can  do." 


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Written  for  the  Lyre 

Ufa  OG  rf,toaftktaypn 
.ii'in  mil  muIi  ti>  nek  tii>  | 

Oh.  deny  u<  DOL  m>r  spurn  us, 
Guilty  rebeti  froea  tliy  face. 

2  All  ;  :i,  our  Father, 

All  our  lives  are  mark'd  with 

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Nought    we    plead,    our   sins    to 

cover, 

Save^he  blood  that  Jesus  spilt. 

}  We  have  wander'd — long  have 
waruler'd, 
Mucli  we  need  thy  chastening 
rod  ; 
3ut  we  come  to  own  our  folly : 
Heal  and  pardon,  O  our  God  ! 

4  May    thy   people    wake    from 

slumber, 
Ere  their  lamps  shall  fail  and 

die  : 
Bridegroom  of  the  Church,  awake 

them  ! 
Rouse  them  by  the  u  midnight 

cry." 

5  Let  conviction  seize  the  care- 

less, 

Through  their  souls  thine  ar- 
rows dart ; 
Let  thy  truth,  so  long  rejected, 

Break  and  melt  the  flinty  heart. 

0  Oh,  thou  kind,  forgiving  Spirit, 
Comtorter,  on  thee  we  call  ! 

Cheer  the  saint— alarm  the  sinner, 
Oh,  revive — revive  us  all. 

J.  B.  W. 


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2  See  me  bleeding,  dying,  rising, 
To  prepare  yon  heavenly  rest ; 

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Hear— and  be  for  ever  blest. 

3  Will  you  spurn  my  richest  mer 

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Or  to  realms  of  bliss  and  glory 
Rise,  and  with  me  ever  reign  ? 

4  Now  I  have  not  come  to  judg- 

ment, 
To    condemn    your    wretched 

race  ; 
But  to  ransom  ruin'd  sinners, 
And  display  unbounded  grace. 

5  Will   you    plunge    in    endless 

darkness, 

There  to  bear  eternal  pain  ; 
Or  to  realms  of  glorious  bright- 
ness 

Rise — and  with  me  ever  reign  1 

6  Will  you  hear  my  invitation, 
That  your  sins  may  be  forgiven  ; 

Or    now   make    the   guilty   pre- 
ference, 
Which  shall  bar  your  souls  from 
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1  God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 

Behold  the  pains  I  feel : 

Bat  i  ;mi  dumb  before  thy  throue, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  wiD. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ; 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murmuring  word 

Against  thy  chastening  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead,  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes  : 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  dust  ; 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withstand 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 

5  I'm  but  a  stranger  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear ! 

6  And  if  my  life  be  spared  awhile, 

Before  my  last  remove  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  sti!L 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 


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be  d<me : 

Then  struggle  manfully. 

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Now  be  leads  you  on,  to  swell 

The  triumphs  of  his  cross. 

Though  all  earth  and  hel!  appear, 

Who  will  doubt  or  who  can  fear  1 

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near ; 

We  cannot  lose  our  cause. 


3  Onward,  then,  ye  hosts  of  God ! 
Jesus  points  the  victor's  rod  ; 
Follow  where  your  Leader  trod  ; 
You  soon  shall  see  his  face. 
Boon,  your  enemies  all  slain, 
The   crown   of   glory   you    shall 

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And  walk   among   that   glorious 
train, 
Who  shout  their  Savior's 
praise. 

J.  B.  W. 


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Written  for  the  L?/re. 

1  Servants  of  the  living  God, 
When  the  paths  of  sin  ye  trod, 
Grace  restrain'd  the  angry  rod  ; 

Bless  Messiah's  name. 
Satan's  bondmen  once  ye  were, 
Willing  captires  in  his  snare, 
Till  with  mighty  arm  made  bare, 

Christ  your  rescue  came. 

2  Now  the  fight  of  faith  begin  ; 
Be  no  more  the  slaves  of  sin  ; 
Strive  the  victor's  palm  to  win, 

Trusting  in  the  Lord. 
Gird  ye  on  the  armor  bright, 
Warriors  of  the  King  of  light, 
yield,  nor  lose  by  flight 
Your  divine  reward. 

3  Fear  not,  though  a  feeble  band, 
Marching  through  a  hostile  land  ; 
Guided  by  a  mighty  hand, 

Ye  shall  win  the  day. 
Faithful  to  your  banner  be, 
Ever  fighting  manfully  ; 
Laurels  shall  be  won  by  thee, 

Fading  not  away. 

4  Si nnrrs,long  estranged  from  God/ 
Paths  of  sorrow  ve  have  trod, 
Oft  have  felt  the  avenging  rod  ; 

Peace  have  never  known. 
Give  to  Christ  the  clorv  due, 
P>p  his  soldiers  faithful,  true  ; 
Then  he  will  award  to  you, 

An  immortal  crown. 

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1  Thi  i]  art. 

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(  Hi,  with  us  abide, 
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Lord,  fof  us  appear. 

•  ■  to  obtain 
it  with  the  blest, 
A  freedom  from  para, 

A  mansion  of  red  ; 

I  regretting, 
Tin-  shadow  i 
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And  night  on  the  skies. 

4  Though  rayless  the  night, 

Though  starless  the  skies, 
Extiuguislfd  all  light. 

And  deatii  on  our  eyes; 
An  unclouded  morning 

Shall  rise  on  the  tomb, 
Before  whose  bright  dawning 

Shall  vanish  its  gloom. 

5  O,  day  long  foretold  ! 

When  wilt  thou  appear  1 
Thy  approach  we  heboid 

With  hope  -md  with  fear! 
O,  righteous  Judge,  spare  us, 

From  sin  set  us  free, 
And  daily  prepare  us 

To  stand  before  thee  ! 


134.   A  Brother  is  d tad. 

1  Hark  !  what  is  that  note, 

So  mournful  and  - 
That  tends  <>n  tin-  winds 

The  tidings  oi"  wo  I 
.mis  iik»-  tin-  knell 

Of  a  spirit  that's  tied  ; 
It  tells  us,  alas  ! 

A  brother  is  dead. 

2  Y<  ?.  gone  to  the  grave 

Is  be  whom  we  loved  ; 
And  lifeless  that  form, 

That  so  manfully  moved  ; 
The  clods  of  the  vail  .y 

Encompass  his  h  ad, 
Tin'  marble  reminds  us, 

A  brother  is  dead. 

3  But  marble  and  ur»s  ! 

They  never  can  tell 
The  spot  where  the  soul 

Is  destined  to  dwell. 
pit  its  of  air. 

That  surrounded  his  bed, 
O,  speak  ye,  and  tell 

Where  the  spirit  hasjled 

4  O  say,  have  ye  heard, 

In  the  heavenly  throng, 
That  voice,  once  with  ours 

Commingled  in  song  1 
O  say,  to  the  courts 

Of  our  God,  have  ye  led 
The  soul  that  from  earth 

For  ever  hasjled. 

5  No  voice  from  the  grave, 

No  voice  from  the  sky, 
Discloses  the  deeds 

That  are  doing  on  high. 
It  need  not :  Jehovah 

Hath  said  in  his  word, 
That  u  Blessed  are  they, 

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Fill'd  with  zeai,  and  love,  and 
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Qeraa    Turn  to  th<   I. 


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lighted, 

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Some,  alus !  we  fear  are  blighted, 

Scarce  a  single'  leaf  the]  I 
Chorus — Turn  to  the  Lord,  Sec. 


7  Younger  plants — the  sight  how 
pleasant : 
Cover'd    thick    with    blossoms 
stood  ; 
But  they  cause  us  grief  at  present, 
Frosts  have  nipp'd  them  in  the 
bud. 
Chorus — Turn  to  the  Lord,  Sec. 


8  Dearest  Savior,  hasten  hither, 
Thou  canst  make  them  bloom 
azain  : 

Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither  ; 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 

Chorus— Turn  to  the  Lord,  Sec. 


9  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 

Let  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching 
snares. 

Chorus— Turn  to  the  Lord,  Sec. 


10  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 

And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Chorus— Turn  to  the  Lord.&c 


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Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 
Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace  ! 


4  Receive  me,  my  Redeemer, 
My  Shepherd,  make  me  thine  ; 

Of  even-  good  the  fountain, 
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I  thus  with  lafety  hide. 
My  Lord  of  Life,  desiring 
Thy  glory  now  to  ■ 

Pd  breathe  my  soul  to  thee. 


0  What  language  shall  I  borrow, 

T.»  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end  ! 
O  make  me  thine  for  ever, 

And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  bt  me  never,  never, 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 


7  If  I,   a  wretch,  should   leave 

O  Jesus,  leave  not  me  ; 
In  faith  may  I  receive  thee, 

When  death  shall  set  me  free. 
When  strength  and  comfort  Ian 
gulsh, 

And  I  must  hence  depart, 
Release  me  then  from  anguish, 

By  thine  own  wounded  heart. 


8  Be  near  when  I  am  dying, 

O,  show  thy  cross  to  me  ! 
And  for  my  succor  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  to  set  me  free. 
These  eyes  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move  ; 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely— through  thy  lova 


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1  Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver  streams, 
Our  Savior  at  midnight,  when  moonlight's  pale  beams 
Shone  bright  on  the  waters,  would  frequently  stray, 
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3  O  garden  of  Olivet,  thou  dear  honor'd  spot, 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot; 
The  fheme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow, — the  triumph  of  love  ! 


4  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him  ;  come,  bow  at  his  feet 
O,  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet; 
Let  joyfui  hosannahs  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus,  that  gladdens  the  skies. 


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peace, 
To  be  a  glorious,  happy  guest, 
Where   the   wicked    cease   from 
troubling, 
And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 


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140.   The  Voice  of  Warning. 

1  Ah,  guilty  sinner,  ruin'd  by  n  B 

Wh.it  iluJl  i liv  doom  Ijc,  when  artavM  in  terror, 
God  shall  command  thee,  covcr'd  with  pollution. 

Dp  to  tii»'  judgment? 

•2  W'iit  ihou  escape  from  bis  omniscient  notice, 
Flv  to  the  caverns,  court  annihilation  ? 
Vain  thy  pi Wllliption,  justice  still  shall  triumph 
In  thy  destruction. 

3  Stop,  thoughtless  sinner,  stop  awhile  and  ponder, 
Ere  death  arrest  thee,  and  the  Judge,  in  vengeance, 
Hurl  from  his  presence  thine  affrighted  spirit, 

.Swift  to  perdition. 

4  Oft  has  he  called  thee,  but  thou  wouldst  not  hear  him, 
Mercies  and  judgments  hate  alike  been  slighted; 
Yet  he  is  gracious,  and  with  aime  unfolded, 

Waits  to  embrace  thee. 

5  Come,  then,  poor  sinner,  come  away  this  moment, 
Just  as  you  are,  come,  filthy  and  polluted, 

Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  uncleanness; 

Jesus  invites  you. 

6  But,  if  you  trifle  with  his  gracious  message, 
Cleave  to  the  world  and  love  its  guilty  pleasures, 
Mercy,  grown  weary,  shall  in  righteous  judgment, 

Quit  you  for  ever. 

7  Then  you  shall  call,  but  he  w  ill  not  regard  you, 
Seek  ior  his  favor,  yet  shall  never  find  it, 

Cry  to  the  rocks  to  hide  you  from  his  presence, 

Deep  in  their  caverns. 

8  Where  the  worm  dies  not,  and  the  fire  eternal, 
Fills  the  lost  soul  witli  anguish  and  with  terror, 
There  shall  die  sinner  spend  a  long  for  ever, 

Dying  unpardoned. 

9  Oh  !  guilty  sinner,  hear  the  voice  o{  warning  ; 
Fly  to  the  Savior,  and  embrace  his  pardon  ; 
So  shall  your  spirit  meet,  with  joy  triumphant, 

Death  and  the  judgment 

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d  will  the  Judge  appear  ; 
And  then  thy  cries  will  come  loo 

Too  late  for  God  to  bear. 

3  Thy  day  ofmercy  gone, 

Tlic  spirit  grieved  away, 
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Demandfl  the  vengeful  day. 

4  Thy  God,  insulted.  - 

To  draw  his  glittering  sword  ; 
And  o'er  thy  guilty  head  it  gleams, 
To  vindicate  his  word. 

5  One  only  hope  I  w 

Oh,  sinner,  seize  it  now. — 
The    hlood    that    Jesus   shed   for 
thee  ! 
No  other  hope  hast  thou. 

J.  B.  W. 

142.   Invitation. 

1  Sinners,  the  call  obey, 
The  latest  call  of  grace  : 

The  day  is  come,   the  vengeful 
day 
Of  a  devoted  race. 

2  Enter  into  the  Rock, 

Ye  trembling  slaves  of  sin, 
The  Rock  of  your  salvation,  struck 
And  cleft  to  take  you  in. 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  we  fly 
From  the  devouring  sword  ; 

Our  city  of  defence  is  nigh  ; 
Our  help  is  in  the  Lord. 


4  Our  life  with  thee  we  hide 
Above  the  furious  blast, 

Ami  ihelter'd  in  thy  woundi  abide 
Till  all  the  .-tonus  ai 

143.  Justification. 
1   How  can  a  tinner  know 

Bit  >ins  on  earth  forgiven  1 

How    can    my    gracious    Savior 
show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven  ? 

•J  We'wbo  In  Christ  believe 
That  he  for  us  hath  died, 

We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive^ 
And  feel  Jf.is  blood  applied. 

3  Exults  our  rising  soul, 
Disburtben'd  of  her  load, 

And  swells  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

4  I."  -  love,  surpassinc  far 
Tl  -■  love  of  all  beneath, 

W.       id  within  our  hearts,  and 
dare 
The  pointless  darts  of  death. 

5  We  by  his  Spirit  prove, 
And  know  the  things  of  God, 

The  things  which  freely  of  his 
love 
He  hath  on  us  bestow'd. 

6  His  Spirit  to  us  he  gave, 
And  dwells  in  us  we  know  ; 

The  witness  in  ourselves  we  have 
And  all  its  fruits  we  show. 

7  Whate'er  our  pardoning  Lord 
Commands,  we  gladly  do  ; 

And  guided  by  his  sacred  word, 
We  all  his  steps  pursue. 

8  His  glory  our  design, 

We  live  our  God  to  please  ; 
And  rise  with  filial  fear  divine, 
To  perfect  holiness. 


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the  Influence  of  thy  grace,    4  This  only  wo  l  deprecate; 

-    tu  ill  ne*er    This  only  plague  I  pray  remove  ; 

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arc  dim, 

be  not  with  me  there:  Ami  raise  me  with  thy  gracious 
All  worldly  joys,  compared   with  hand: 

him.  Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 

Seem  vain   as   fleeting   shadows  And   brim:   me   to   the   promised 

are.  land. 

3  O  could  I  live  heneath  his  smile,  14G.  Prayer  for  Zeal. 
And  Iran  upon  bis  sacred  breast, 

No  fond  allurement  should  be-  1  0  THor  who  al,  things  canst 

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despite  ;  3  With  out-stretch'd  hands,  and 
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Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight.  Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize  ; 

I  groan.  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray; 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  But,  ah  :  how  soon  it  dies  away  ! 

Of  all  whoe'er  thy  grace  received  !  4  The  deadly  slumber  soon  I  feel, 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  Afresh  upon  my  spirit  seal . 

seen  :  Rise,  Lord  ;  stir  up  thy  quickening 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  power, 

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1  O  fly,  mourning  sinner,  saith  Jesus, to  me, 
Thy  guilt  I  will  pardon — thy  soul  I  will  free; 

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In  the  broad  road  of  ruin,  in  bondage  to  sin ; 

Thee  the  world  has  allured,  and  enslaved,  and  deceived, 
While  my  counsel  thou'st  spurn'd,  and  my  Spirit  hast  grieved. 

3  Though  countless  thy  sins,  and  though  crimson  thy  guilt, 
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Come,  pinner,  and  prove  me;  come,  mourner,  and  see 
The  wounds  that  I  bore,  when  I  suffer'd  for  thee. 

4  Thou  doubt'st  not  my  power — deny  not  my  will  ; 
Come,  needy— come,  helpless,  thy  soul  I  will  fill; 
My  mercy  is  boundless ;  no  sinner  shall  say, 
That  he  sued  at  my  feet — but  was  driven  away, 

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2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
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There  may  we  all  meet  again 


INDEX  OF  TUNES  IN  VOLUME  I. 


Accomack,  L.  M.    -    -    -    -  208 

Anticipation,  C.  P.  M.     -    -  140 

Atonement     ------  160 

Bartimeus,  8  &  7.    -    -    -    -  8 

lk'iievento,  7s.     -    -    -    -    -  4 

BunKerllill,  11.  5.  -    -    -    -  204 

Calcutta,  8.  7.  4.      -    -    -    -  181 

Carmarthen,  II.  M.      -    -    -  176 

Cecil,  7s. 154 

Chase,  7s. 14 

Cheerful  hope,  7.  6.     -    -    -  80 

Christian  Soldier,  7.  6.     -    -  16 

Come  and  welcome,    -    -    -  73 

Complaint,  7s.    -----  184 

Confidence,  10.  11.  -    -    -    -  30 

Egypt,  S.  M.  -    -    -    -    -    -  206 

Expostulation,  lis.  -    -    -    -  40 

De  Fleury,  8s. 178 

Douglass,  8.  7. 132 

Fairfax,  7s. 124 

Farewell,                 -    -    ~    - '  106 

Favoring  gale,  8.  4.     -    -    -  94 

Forest,  L.  M. 68 

Funeral  thought,  CM.-    -  110 

Ganges,  C:  P.  M.     -    -    -    -  28 

Garden  hymn,  C.  P.  M.   -    -  46 

Good  Physician,  7.  6.  -    -    -  116 

Good  Shepherd,  8.  7.  -    -    -  48 

Gospel  trumpet,  8.  4.   -    -    -  56 

Greenville,  8.  7.  4.  -    -    -    -  10 

Happiness,  5.  6.  9.  -    -    -    -  96 

Harvest  home  L.  P.  M.  -    -  134 

Haven,  7s. 66 

Heavenly  home,  7s.     -    -    -  18 

Heavenly  love,  C.  M.  -    -    -  122 

Heavenly  union,  8.  7.  -    -    -  74 

Hiding  place,  L.  M.     -    -    -  162 

Hofwyl,  '.6.       -----  196 

Home,  lis.     ------  142 

Hopkins,  lis. 166 

Invitation,  C.  M.     -    -    -    -  62 

Jerusalem,  CM. 76 

Jubilee,  H.  M. 168 

Judgment, 90 

Light,  7.  6. 136 

Lisbon,  S.  M.       -        -    -    -  174 

Littleton,  8.  7.  4.     -    -    -    -  20 

Lovest  thou  me,  7s.     -    -    -  84 

Loving  kindness,  L.  M.    -    -  22 

Marseilles,  7.  9. 70 

Melody,  CM. 128 


Mendon,  7. 6.  8.      ••    -    -    -  54 

Middleton,  8.  7.       -    -    -    -  12 

Missionary  hymn,  7.  6.    -    -  24 

Moravian  hymn,  CM.-    -  98 

Mount  Calvary,  7s.      -    -    -  6 

Muhlenburgh,  lis.  -    -    -    -  138 

New  Grafton,  L.  M.    -    -    -  170 

Nineveh,  10.  11.      -    -    -    -  192 

Parsons,  8.  7. 202 

Parting  friends,  7s.       -    -    -  212 

Pilgrim's  farewell,  L.  M.     -  37 

Pisgah,  CM. 150 

Pleading  Savior,  8.  7.       -    -  156 

Poland,  CM. 188 

Providence,  4.  6.  8.      -    -    -  92 

Reflection,  C  M.     -    -    -    -  114 

Resignation,  CM.       -    -    -  152 

Rest,  lis. 210 

Rock  of  our  salvation,     -    -  107 

Romaine,  7.  6.    -    -    -    -    -  148 

Sacrament,  5.  11.    -    -    -    -  198 

Scotland,  12s. 34 

Sincerity,  7s.      -----  102 

Solicitude,  11. 8.     -    -    -    -  83 

Sovereign  grace,  7s.    -    -    -  64 

Spring,  CM.---         -  78 

Star  in  the  east,  10.  11.    -    -  104 

Star  of  Bethlehem,  L.  M.     -  172 

St.  Denis,  lis. 200 

Suffering  Savior,  CM.-    -  42 

The  captive's  song,  C  M.    -  112 

The  closing  scene,  C  M.      -  100 

The  gospel  pool,  S.  M.     -    -  82 

The  resolve, H8 

The  trumpet,  12s.   -    -    -    -  60 

Thorncliff,  7.  6. 86 

Treasure,  8.  7. 158 

Union  hymn,  8s.     -    -    -    -  126 

Vesper  hymn,  8.  7.       -    -    -  44 

Visitation,  8.  7.  -    -    -    -    -  194 

Walbridge,  S.  M.    -    -    -    -  130 

Wallace,  7.  5.     -----  190 

Warning  voice,  7s.      -    -    -  120 

Warren,  7s.         32 

Waterbury,  8.  7.     -    -    -    -  186 

Welsh  Melody,  8.  4.    -    -    -  26 

Whiting,  CM. 146 

Who's  like  Jesus,  7.  6.     -    -  164 

Willowby,  C  P.  M.     -    -    -  50 

Woodstock,  CM.-    -    -    -  58 

Zion's  Pilgrim.  1L  8.  -    -    -  52 


INDEX  TO  THH  HYMNS  IN  VOLUME  I 


Ah,  guilty  miner    -    -    -    - 

-Mi :  ifii  u<  no  mora    -    -    - 

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An  a: i«  11  from  God     -  -  - 

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Bleu  be  the  dear    -    -    -  - 

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I  the  trumpet        -  - 

•i,  while  we     -     -  - 

Brother,  thou  art  gone    -  - 
Children  of  the  heavenly 

<  end  let  us    -    -    -  - 

Come  and  welcome    -    -  - 

Come,  ye  weary  souls      •  - 

Depth  of  mercy       -         -  - 

irell,  dear  friends      -  - 
Far  from  mortal  can  - 

I  long  I  faint  to  see 
Father  of  merely   -    -    -    - 

.'■iy  earthly     -    -    - 

I .  reenland'i  icy     -    - 

Prom  whence  doth      -    -    - 

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Bail,  the  Meat  morn  -  -  - 
Hark,  how  the  gospel      -    - 

Hark,  my  soul 

Hark!  what  is  that  note 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise    - 
Hearts  of  stone        -    -    -    - 
Here  at  this  pool     -    -    -    - 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel       -    -    - 
How  can  a  sinner  know 
How  happy  are  they   -    -    - 
How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's   - 
I  low  loot  was  my  condition 
How  peaceful  is  the  closing 

dious  and  tasteless  - 
If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee 
I'll  try  to  prove  faithful  -  - 
I'm  not  ashamed  to  own 

B  of  sublime  adoration 
I  would  not  live  alway    -    - 
Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 
Jesus  comes  with  all    -    -    - 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming   - 


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•  i  thy  kingdom,  bleated     -  48 

131  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  13 

Like  Paul  I  would  desire     -  147 

Long  have  l  tried  terrestrial  141 

i  nai  row  neck     -    -  51 
Lord,  how  large  thy  bounti 

Lord,  wirii  glowing  heart      -  45 

Meet  and  right  it  is  to  sing  -  W 

Men  of  God,  go      -    -    -    -  183 

Mercy,  <>  thou  son  of  David  8 

God,  to  ask  thy   -    -  187 

es  of  confusion      -  144 

S,  my  weeks     -     -     -  115 

My  tu ends,  I  bid  you  all      -  100 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Savior  GO 

My  Jesus,  thou  hast  taught  131 

would  fain      -     -    -  111 

Efot  from  the  dust    -     -     -     -  153 

Now  begin  the  heavenly       -  33 

\ow  if  toe  accepted  lime     -  131 

Now  the  Savior  stands    -     -  157 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills       -    -  183 

O  fly,  mourning  sinner  211 

O  for  a  closer  walk      -    -    -  50 

O  God,  thy  gifts  of  tender  love  70 

Oh  no,  we  cannot  sing     -    -  113 

Once  I  thought        -     -    -    -  185 

Once,  O  Lord,  thy  garden    -  11 

One  there  is,  above  all     -    -  11 

On  the  mountains       -    -    -  183 

O  sacred  Head,  now    -    -    -  107 

133 1 0  that  my  load  of  sin       -    -  60 

207  O,  there  will  be  mourning    -  01 

O  thou  in  whose  presence    -  80 

O  thou,  who  all  things  can  200 

O  thou,  who  driest      -    -    -  113 

O  thou,  whose  tender      -    -  153 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye        -    -  41 

O,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus     -  17 

O,  why  did  I  my  Savior       -  153 

Pensive,  doubting        -    -    -  185 

People  of  the  livimr  God       -  60 

Precious  Bible 150 

Rock  of  aires  !  cleft  for  me  155 

Savior,  visit  thy  plantation  lflf 


70] Saw  ve  my  Savior 


INDEX  10  THE  HYMNS  IN  VOLUME  L 


tiee  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  59 
Seek,  my  soul,  the  narrow  15, 125 

See  Sodom  wrapt  in  fire      -  207 

Servants  of  the  living  God  -  191 

Since  the  Son  hath  made  me  155 

Sing,  my  sou!,  thy  wondrous  65 

Sinner,  art  thou  still    -    -    -  125 

Sinner,  hath  a  voice  within  121 

Sinner,  is  thy  heart  at  rest  -  125 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  65 

Sinners,  the  call  obey      -    -  207 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  5 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn    -    -  21 

Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise   -  191 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises  137 

Sovereign  grace  has  power  -  65 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit    -  209 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  -  121 

The  chariot !  the  chariot      -  61 

The  day  is  far  spent    -    -    -  193 

The  day  of  death's  a  doleful  111 

The  host  of  heaven     -    -    -  70 

The  Lord  into  his  garden     -  47 

The  ransom'd  spirit  to  her  -  173 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  129 

There's  a  friend  above    -    -  26 

The  voice  of  free  grace    -    -  36 

This  is  the  day,  when  Christ  59 


Though  hard  the  winds  -    -  81 

Though  in  the  outward  -    -  135 

Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron  201 

Though  troubles  assail    -    -  31 

Through  sorrow's  night  -    -  111 

Time  flies,  man  dies   -    -    -  92 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know  15 

To-day,  if  you  will  hear      -  171 

To  heaven  I'm  bound      -    -  95 

Toss'd  upon  life's  raging      -  13 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu  55 

Wake,  isles  of  the  south      -  36 

We  give  immortal  praise     -  177 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  129 

When  for  eternal  worlds  94 

When  marshall'd  on   -    -    -  173 

When,  O  my  Savior  -    -    -  209 

When,  my  Savior,  shall  I  be  33 

When  shall  we  all  meet  -    -  213 

When  thou,  my  righteous    -  141 

While  with  ceaseless  course  5 

Who  can  describe  the  pain  -  177 

Why  sleep  we,  my  brethren  167 

Ye  angels  who  stand  round  179 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men      -    -  177 

Ye  saints,  assist  me  in  my  -  139 

Ye  wretched,  hungry  -    -    -  63 


THE 


CHRISTIAN   LYRE. 


BY  JOSHUA  LEAVITT. 


VOL.  II. 


NEW- YORK: 

PUBLISHED  BY  JONATHAN  LEAVITT 

182,  Bioadway. 

BOSTON:    CROCKER  AND  BREWSTER 

47,  Washington  Street 

1833. 


Southern  District  of  New  York,  ss. 

BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the  sixteenth  day  of  October, 
A.  I).  1830,  in  the  fifty-fifth  year  of  the  Independence  of  the  United 
States  of  America,  Joshua  Leaviu,  of  the  said  Distiict,  has  deposited 
in  tms  office,  the  title  of  a  book,  the  right  whereof  he  claims  as  author, 
in  the  words  following,  to  wit: 

"  The  Christian  Lyre.  By  Joshua  Leavitt." 
In  conformity  to  the  Act  ofCongiess  of  the  United  States,  entitled, 
rf  An  Act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning,  uy  securing  the  copies 
ol  Maps,  Charts  and  Books,  to  the  Luthors  and  proprietors  of  such 
copies,  during  t  »e  time  therein  mentioned."  And  also  to  an  Act,  en- 
titled "  An  Act,  supplementary  bo  an  Act,  entitled  an  Act  for  the  en- 
couragement of  Learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts, 
and  Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies,  during  the 
times  theicni  mentioned,  and  extending  the  benefits  thereof  to  the 
arts  of  designing,  engraving,  and  etching  historical  and  other  prints.'' 

FRED.  J.  BETTS, 
Clerk  of  the  Southern  District  of  JVew  York* 


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1.    Xothincr  true  hut  lkavcn.      3  He,  thai  the  Christian's  court* 

has  run, 
And  all  his  Tors  forniven  ; 

Who  measure!   out   life's   little 

In  love  to  God,  and  love  to  man, 

On  earth  has  ta.  ted  In  a\<  n. 


1  This  world  is  all  a  fleetingshow, 
Pot  man's  Illusion  gii  en, 
mile*  or  Joy.  the  tears  of  wo, 
:il  shm.'.  deceitful  How  ; 
.  's  nothing  true  but  hi 


2  And  false  the  light  on  glory's 

plume, 
As  fading  imps  of  even  ; 

And  love,  and  hope,  and  beauty1! 

bloom, 
Are    1  .r'd    lor    the 

tomb : 
There's    nothing    bright    but 

heaven  ! 

3  Poor  wan-!  my  day, 
From    wave     to    wave     we're 

drivm  ; 
And  fancy's  flash,   and   reason's 

ray, 
Serve  but   to  light  the  troubled 

There's    nothing     calm     but 
heaven ! 


2.  Heaven  on  earth. 

1  This  world's  not  "  all  a  fleeting 

show, 
For  man's  illusion  given  ;" 
He  that  hath  soothed  a  widow's 

wo. 
Or  wiped  an  orphan's  tear,  doth 
know 
There's    something     here    of 
heaven. 

2  And  he  that  walks  life's  thorny 

way, 

Whh  feelings  calm  and  even  ; 
Whose  patii  is  lit  from  day  to  day 
By  virtue's  bright  and  steady  ray  ; 

Hath  something  felt  of  heaven. 


'.).    The  Ileeircnhj  Rest. 

1  Tsrtai  is  an  hour  of  peaceful 

To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 

A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast— 
•  mmuI  above — in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  soft,  a  downy  bed, 
"j'is  fair  as  breath  of  even  ; 

A  couch  for  weary  mortals  spread, 
Where  they  may  rest  the  aching 
bead, 
And  find  repose — in  heaven. 

3  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 

When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous 

shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,   and  ocean 
rolls, 
And  all  is  drear — but  heaven. 

4  There,  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful 

eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  al!  serene — in  heaven. 

5  There,  fragrant  flowers  immor- 

tal bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given  : 
There  joys  divine   disperse   the 

gloom  : — 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb, 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven 


4.  Creation. 

1  Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay, 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And     praise     the    Almighty's 
name  ; 
Lo!  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas 

and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 
To  swell  the  insp*  ig  theme. 

2  Ye    fields    of    light,    celestial 

plains, 
Where  gay  transporting  beauty 
reigns, 
Ye  scenes  divinely  fair  ; 
Your  Maker's  wondrous  power 

proclaim, 
Tell  how  he  form'd  your  shining 
frame, 
And  breathed  the  fluid  air. 

3  Ye  angels,  catch  the  thrilling 

sound  ; 
While   all    the    adoring  thrones 
around, 
His  boundless  mercy  sing  : 
Let  every  listening  ear  above 
Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 
And  touch  the  sweetest  string. 

4  Join,  ye  loud  spheres,  the  vocal 

choir  ; 
Thou,  dazzling  orb  of  liquid  fire, 

The  mighty  chorus  aid  ; 
Soon  as  gray  evening  gilds  the 

plain, 
Thou,  moon,  protract  the  melting 
strain, 
And  praise  him  in  the  shade. 

5  Whate'er    a   blooming    world 

contains, 
That  wings  the  air,  that  skims 
the  plains, 
United  praise  bestow : 
Ye    dragons,    sound    his    awful 

name, 
To  heaven  aloud ;  and  roar  ac- 
claim, 
Ye  swelling  deeps  below. 


6  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions 

sway'd, 
The  feeling  heart,    the  judging 

head, 
In  heavenly  praise  employ  ; 
Spread     his    tremendous    name 

around, 
Till   heaven's  broad   arch    rings 

back  the  sound, 
The  general  burst  of  joy. 

5.  Perfect  Love. 

1  O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above  ; 

It  tears  on  eagle's  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravish'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  lor  some  moments 
feast 

With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 


2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 
I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain 
top 

See  all  the  land  below : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise, 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 


3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and 

oil, 
Favor'd     with     God's    peculiar 

smile 
With  every  blessing  blest ; 
There    dwells     the    Lord     our 

Righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own    in  perfect 

peace, 
And  everlasting  rest. 


4  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up ! 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess  ! 
This  moment  end  my  Ifgal  years; 
Sorrows  and  sins,  and  doubts  and 
fears, 

A  bowling  wilderness. 


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Although  the  vine  its  fruit  den\% 
The  budJing  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

N       il  the  olive  yield  ; 
Yet  wili  I  trust  me  in  my  God, 
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2  Though  fields,  in  verdure  once  array'd, 
By  whirlwinds  desolate  be  laid, 

Or  parch'd  by  scorching  beam; 
Still  in  the  Lord  shrill  be  my  trust, 
My  joy ;  for,  though  his  frown  is  just, 

His  mercy  is  supreme. 

3  Though  from  the  fold  the  flock  decay, 
Though  herds  lie  famish'd  o'er  the  lea, 

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My  soul  above  die  wreck  shall  rise, 
Ils  better  joys  are  in  the  skies; 

There,  God  is  all  in  all. 

4  In  God  my  strength,  howe'er  distrest, 
I  yet  will  iiope,  and  calmly  rest, 

.Nay,  triumph  in  his  love ; 
My  lingering  soul,  my  tardy  feet, 
Free  as  the  hind  he  "makes,  and  fleet, 

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WKITTEX  FOR  THE  LYRE. 

1   J  BAY1  lOUght  t l.o  food  fight — I  hare  Gnish'd  my  race, 

Ami  Thee,  (>  my  Savior,  I  soon  shall  embrace; 
They  may  torture  ink  bodt — my  spirit  b  I 

And  the  billows  of  death  snail  but  waft  it  to  thee. 

but  gird  mc — thy  smile  he  but  mine, 
Ami  my  soul  on  thy  faithfulness,  firmly  recline  • 
The  dungeon — the  -word,  or  the  stake,  I  can  dare, 
And  in  transports  expire, — if  my  Jesus  be  there. 

3  Did  m\  Lord  feel  the  scourge  ?  Did  the  thorns  pierce  his  brow  7 
In  the  darkness  of  d*  at  it,  on  the   cross  did    he  bow  ? 

All  tins  didst  thou  suffer,  my  Savior,  for  me? 
Then  welcome  the  fetters,  that  link  me  to  thee. 

4  United  in  suffering? — the  promise  is  clear, 
I  shall  with  my  Jesus  in  glory  appear; 
Out  of  great  tribulation  in  triumph  I  go, 

With  my  robe  wash'd  in  blood,  and  made  whiter  than  snow. 

5  I  go  to  my  Savior — I  go  to  my  God, 

I  tread  the  same  path  my  Redeemer  once  trod : 

Unworthv,  my  Jesus,  unworthy  am  I, 

E'en  to  fall  in  thy  cause — for  thy  truth  e'eu  to  die. 

6  Lo!  on  my  clear  vision,  the  seats  of  the  bless'd 
Seem  calmly  to  shine,  and  invite  me  to  /est; 
Then  unshaken  my  soul  on  the  promise  relies* 

44  Though  i  die,  I  shall  live — though  1  fall,  I  shall  rise." 

J.  B.  W. 


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1  Jisrs,  at  thy  command, 
I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 
And  Icavo  my  native  land, 
Wht  ra  sin  lulls  ail  Mleep: 
For  thee  I  fain  would  aJl  resign, 
-And  sail  to  ln-aven  with  Uiee  and 
thine. 

£  Thou  art  my  Pilot  wise  ; 

My  eoaipaM  il  thy  word  ; 
lJ  each  stonn  defies, 

While  I  have  such  a  Lord  ! 
I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Thro' rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 
Though  all  my  passage  lie  ; 
Yet  thou  wilt  lately  keep, 
And  guide  me  with  thine  eye  : 

My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boisterous  storm  out- 
ride. 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 
The  port  of  endless  rest ; 

;l,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast. 
Oh,  may  I   reach   the  heavenly 

shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress 
no  more  ! 

5  Whene'er  becahn'd  I  lie, 

And  storms  and  winds  subside  , 
Lord,  to  my  succor  fly, 
And  keep  me  near  thy  side  : 
For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I 

dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my 
head. 

6  Come,    heavenly    Wind,    and 

blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me  from  below, 
To  heaven,  my  destined  place : 
Then  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world,  and  ain  be- 


9.   The  way  to  glory. 

1  Through  tribulation  deep 
The  way  to  glory  is  ; 
This  stormy  course  f  keep, 
On  these  tempestuous  seas  : 

By  waves  and  winds  I'm  toss'd 

and  driven  ; 
Freighted  with  grace,  and  bound 

for  heaven. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 
A  dreadful  huricane, 

And  high  the  waters  flow, 
And  o'er  my  sides  break  in  : 
But  still  my  little  ship  out-braves 
The  blustering  winds,  and  surging 
waves. 

3  When  I,  in  my  distress, 
My  anchor,  Hope,  can  cast 
Within  thy  promises, 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast : 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Midst  stormy  winds  and  swelling 
tides. 

4  The  Bible  is  my  chart, 
By  it  the  seas  I  know ; 
I  cannot  with  it  part, 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show: 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  for  ever  true. 

5  My  vessel  would  be  lost, 
In  spite  of  all  my  care, 
Did  not  the  Holy  Ghost 
Himself  vouchsafe  to  steer  : 

And  I  through  all  my  voyages 

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Depend  upon  my  steersman's  skill. 

6  When  through  this  gulf  I  get, 
(Though  rough  it  is  but  short) 
The  Pilot  angels  meet, 

And  bring  me  into  port : 
And  when  I  land  on  that  blest 

shore, 
I  shall  be  safe  forevermore. 


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Bight  to  the  inly  blind, 
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"Let  there  be  light." 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  thy  flight : 
Move  on  the  waters'  face, 
Rearing  the  lamp  of  grace. 
Ami  in  earth's  darkest  place 
t  there  be  light." 

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WTwdon     Love,  Might, 

Boundless  as  ocean's  tide, 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride. 
Thro*  the  worM,  far  and  wide, 
u  Let  there  be  light." 


11.  Lofty  Praise. 

1  Sivo.  sins  his  lofty  praise, 
Wiiom  angeli  cannot  raise, 

But  whom  they  sing  ; 
Jesus,  who  reigns  above, 
Object  of  ansels'  love. 
Jesus,  whose  jjrace  we  prove, 

Jesus,  our  King. 

2  Jesus  the  curse  sustnin'd, 
Bitter  the  cup  he  drain'd, 

Happy  for  us  : 
Angela  were  fiil'd  with  awe, 
When  their  own  Knig  they  saw 
Honor  his  holy  law, 

Honor  it  thus. 

3  Rich  is  the  grace  we  sing, 
Toor  is  the  praise  we  bring, 

Not  as  we  ought  : 
But  when  we  see  his  face, 
In  yonder  glorious  place, 
Then  we  shall  sinu  his  grace, 

Sing  without  fault. 

4  Yet  we  will  sine  of  him, 

-  our  lofty  theme, 
we'll  sim:  : 
Glory  and  power  are  his. 
His  too  the  kingdom  is  ; 
Triumphs,  ye  saints,  in  this, 
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1   A  r-H  vrok  to  keep  I  Ikivp, 
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Assure*!  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  lor  ever  die. 

13.    God  all  sufficient. 

1  When  earthly  comforts  die, 
And  thorns  o'orspread  the  road, 

Whither,  O  whither  shall  I  By  1 
But  unto  thee,  my  God  I 

2  Wher.  anxious  thoughts  arise, 
And  sorrows  compass  round, 

Amidst  ten  thousand  enemies, 
Iu  thee  my  help  is  found. 

3  Then  at  thy  feet  I'll  bow, 
And  in  thy  mercy  truts  ; 

If  I  am  saved,  how  good  art  thou, 
And  if  I  perish,  just  I 

4  Perish  '.—It  cannot  be, 
Since  Jesus  shed  his  blood  ; 

The  promise  is  both  rich  and  free, 
And  he  will  make  it  good. 


14.  The  penitent  Backslider. 

Written  for  the  Lyre. 

1  Oh  :  :  light 
Mild  beaming  from  above  ; 

Tht   light  that  filch  the  mercy- 

Thy  countenance  of  love. 

2  These  clouds  so  dark  and  cold— 
These  gloomy  clouds  remove  ; 

And  let  my  longing;  eyes  behold 
Thy  countenance  of  love. 

3  The  joys  I  wont  to  feel, 
Alas  1  no  more  I  prove  : 

Why,  O  my  God  !  dost  thou  con- 
ceal 
Thy  countenance  of  love. 

4  This  fickle,  faithless  heart 
Has  dared  from  thee  to  rove: 

I  need  not  ask  what  should  avert 
Thy  countenance  of  love. 

5  How  oft  did  I  rebel, 
When  thy  good  Spirit  strove; 

And   could   I   hope   to  meet  thy 
smile, — 
Thy  countenance  of  love. 

6  Ashamed,  abased,  I  fall 
Before  thee,  Holy  Dove  ! 

Oh  !   turn  on  this  sad,   contrite 
soul 
Thy  countenance  of  love. 

7  Oh  !  let  me  see  thy  light 
Mild  beaming  from  above; 

Tire  light  that  gilds  the  mercy- 
seat — 
Thv  countenance  of  love. 

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1  How  can  I  sicrp  while  angels 
sing, 
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Cry  l  Glory'  lo  the  eternal  I 
The  Lamb  that  once  did  die  : 
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Who  is  my  glorious  head. 

•2  Such  joyful  spirits  never  sleep, 

Their  love  is  ever  new  ; 
Th-n,  O  my  soui,  no  longer  cease 

To  love  and  praise  him  too, 
For  I,  of  all  the  race  that  fell, 

Or  all  the  heavenly  host, 
Have  greatest  cause,with  humbler 
soul, 

To  love  and  praise  him  most. 

3  Did  God  the  Father  love  men  so, 
As  to  give  up  hbs  Son, 

To  be  a  ransom,  and  redeem 
Them  from  the  sins  they'd  done? 

Did  Jesus  leave  the  Father's  breast, 
That  heaven    of   heavens    on 
high, 

To  come  to  earth,  this  world  of  wo, 
For  guilty  worms  to  die  ? 

4  And  has  the  Holy  Ghost  applied 
The  blood  of  Christ  to  me, 

To  cleanse  my  guilty  soul  from  sin, 
And  set  my  spirit  free  ? 


With  me,  O  heaven  and  earth  ad 
mire, 

Who  am  of  all  the  race, 
The  chiefest  sinner,  and  deserve, 

In  hell,  the  hottest  place. 

5  rfo  longer  then  will  I  lie  here, 
Hut  rise  and  praise  and  pray  ! 

And  join  to  sins,  while  i  enjoy 
A  glimpse  of  heavenly  day." 

Lord,  give  me  strength  to  die  to 
sin, 
To  run  the  Christian  race  ; 

To  live  to  God,  and  glorify 
The  riches  of  his  grace- 

6  If  meditation  all  divine 
At  midnight  fill  my  soul ; 

Sleep    shall    no    longer    all    my 
powers 

And  faculties  control. 
My  lovely  Jesus,  while  on  earth, 

Did  rise  before  'twas  day, 
And  to  a  solitary  place 

Departed,  there  to  pray. 

7  I'll  do  as  did  my  blessed  Lord, 
His  foot-steps  I  will  trace  ; 

I'll  go  to  meet  him  in  the  grove, 

And  view  his  smiling  face. 
And  when   my  soul   hath  found 
my  love, 
Whom  all  my  powers  adore, 
I'll  bring   him    to   my  Father's 
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1  Go  to  dark  Oethsemanc, 
Ye  that  fee!  the  tempter's  power, 

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Watch    with    him    one    bitter 
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Turn  tut  from  hi>  griefs  awny, 

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2  Follow  to  the  judgment  hall, 
View  the  Lord  of  life  arraign'd  ; 

O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 
O  the  pangs  his  soul  sustain'd  ! 

Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 

Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 


3  Calvary's  mournful   mountain 
climb  : 

There  adoring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  : 
'It  is  nnish'd,1  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 


4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 
Where  they  laid  his  breathless 
clay  ; 

All  is  solitude  and  gloom, 
Who  hath  taken  him  away? 

Christ  is  ris-en ;  He  meets  our  eyes ! 

Savior,  teach  us  so  to  rue 


17.    The  Child. 

1  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 

Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 
Make  mo  as  a  weaned  child  ; 

From  distrust  and  envy  free, 

IMeased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 


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L<  "  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 

Wlr     to-morrow  may  betide, 
1        Ay  to  thy  wisdom  leave: 

Til  i  iough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 

Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  1 


3  Asa  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows   he's   neither  strong  nor 
wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone  ; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  guard,  and  guide. 

4  Thus  preserved   from   Satan's 

wiles, 
Safe   from  dar.rers,   free  from 
fears, 
May  I  live  upon  thy  smiles, 

Till  the  promised  hour  appears, 
When  the  sons  of  God  shall  prove 
All  their  Father's  boundless  rove. 


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2  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 
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And  himself  more  deeply  know. 


19.   Conviction. 

1  Jesus,  ful!  of  all  compassion, 

Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation, 

See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 
Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 

Overwhelm'd     with     helpless 
grief- 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting — 

Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief! 


2  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  fly- 
ing. 

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

But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 


Saved—  the  deed  shall  spread  new 
glory 
Thro'  the  shining  realm-;  above  ; 
AllgeM  ling  the  DM  eaing  -lory, 

All  enraptured  with  thy  love. 


20.  Miracle   of  Grace. 

1  Bail  !  my  eTer-bleaeed  Jesus, 

( )niy  thee,  1  wish  to  aing  ; 
To  my  soul,  thy  name  is  precious, 

i'hou    my  prophet,  priest,  and 
king': 
O !  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven, 

O  !  what  joy  and  happiness  ! 
Love   I   much  ? — I've  much  for- 
given, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

ITnconcern'd  in  sin  I  lay  ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Savior  pa^s'd  that  way : 
Witness,  all  ye  host  ofheaven, 

Ify  Redeemer's  tenderness  ; 
Love   I   much  ?— I've  much  for- 
given, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


3  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir, 
Praise    the    Lamb,    enthroned 
above ; 
Whilst  astonish'd,  I  admire 
God's  free  grace  and  boundless 
love. 
That  blest  moment  I  received  him, 
Fill'd   my  soul  with  joy   and 
peace  ; 
Love  1  much?— I've  much  for- 


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1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing 
friends, 

Or  thakfl  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Thbut  tiif  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 

To  call  tlicm  to  his  arms. 

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To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  con- 

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

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he 

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And  snfien'd  every  bed  ; 
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But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence    he    arose,    ascending 

high, 
And  show'd  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. 

22.  FAITH. 

■'  Ood  hath  not  called  us  to  fear.1* 

1  Fear  ye,  beneath  the  torturing 
power 

Of  stern  disease  to  moan  ? 
Faith  can  illume  the  darkest  hour 

And  hush  the  deepest  groan. 

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can  tell 
With  what  benign  intent 

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Approach  !  its  might  declare  ; 

nee  and  its  dwelling  place 
Are  but  the  poisond  air. 

4  With  many  a  thorn  our  pilgrim 

path 
Adversity  may  sow  ; — 
Is   there   no   hand    to   check   its 

wrath, 
And  mitigate  its  wo  ? 

5  There's  peril  even  in  prosperous 

days : — 

Heaven    can   their  sway  con- 
trol,— 
Ere  to  destructive  folly's  ways 

They  lure  the  cheated  soul. 

6  There's  fear  in  death  7  No,  not 

to  those, 
Who  feel  it  break  their  chain, 
And  bear  them  high,  o'er  all  their 

woes, 
From    weeping,    change,    and 

pain.  H. 

23.  Inviting. 

1  Oh,  what  amazing  words  of 

grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows'  the  joyful  sound 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants 

and  wounds, 
Your  every  burden  bring  ; 
Here  love,  eternal  love  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring, 

3  This  spring  with  living  water 

flows, 
And  living  joy  imparts  ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  your  wants 
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1  Ari^k.  my  soul,  arise, 
Bhmke  off  thy  guilty 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears  : 

Before    the    throne    my    Surety 

My  naiur  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  !!•  en  r  Hti  -  ibo-ve. 
For  me  to  intercede, 

I 'I -redeeming  love, 

His  precious  Mood  to  plead  : 

Bil  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  speak  for  me  : 

Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 

Nor  let  that  ransom'd  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  pardoning  voice  I  hear: 
He  owns  me  fa*  his  child, 
I  can  no  longer  fear  : 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  ni<*h, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 


25.   Christmas  Hymn. 

1  Hark  !  what  celestial  notes, 
What  nelody  we  hear  ; 

I  the  morn  it  floats, 
And  filh  the  ravish'd  ear. 
The  tuneful  shell,  the  golden  lyre, 
And  vocal  choir  the  concert  swell. 


2  Th~  angelic  hosts  descend, 
"A"     ;  harmony  divine  : 
Bi       owfrom  heaven  they  bend, 
A       .n  full  chorus  join. 

Fear  not.  say  they;  great  joy  we 
bring : 

Jesus,  your  King,  is  born  to  day. 


3  He  comes  from  error's  night, 
Your  wandering  feet  to  save  ; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light, 
He  lifts  you  from  the  grave. 
This  glorious  morn,   (let  all  at- 
tend ; ) 
Your  matchless  friend,  your  Sa 
vior's  born. 


4  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 
To  earth's  remotest  bound  : 

For  peace  on  earth,  from  God  in 
heaven, 

To  man  is  given,  at  Jesus'  birth. 


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Doea  bul  ratter  and  delude : 
I  quit  lor  heaven  ahove, 
of  the  Doblest  love. 

3  Let  not,  Lord,  my  wandering 
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Follow  after  neetinz  toys  ; 
Since  in  thee  alone  I  find 
Solid  and  .substantial  joys : — 
it,  ocver  overpast, 
Through  eternity  shall  last. 

'Irpcnlancc. 

1  BatIOB,  Prince  of  Israel's  race, 
See  me  !— from  thy  lofty  throne; 

Give  the  sweet  relenting  grace, 

Soften  this  obdurate  stone  ! 
Stone  to  flesh,  O  God,  convert ; 
Cast  a  look,  and  break  my  heart ! 

2  By  thy  spirit,  Lord,  reprove, 
All  mine  inmost  sins  reveal ; 

Sins  against  thy  light  and  love, 
Let  me  see,  and  let  me  feel ; 
Sins  that  crucified  my  God. 
Spilt  again  thy  precious  blood. 

3  Jesus,  seek  thy  wandering  sheep, 
Make  me  restless  to  return  ; 

Bid  me  look  on  thee,  and  weep, 

Bitterly  as  Peter  mourn  : 
Till  I  say,  by  grace  restored, 
'*  Now,  thou"  know'st,  I  love  thee, 
Lord." 


4  Might  I  In  thy  sight  appear 
As  the  publican  dirt 

Stand,  riot  daring  to  draw  inar  ; 

Smite  on  my  unworthy  fa 
Groan  the  sinner'^  onlj 

be  merciful  to  me  !" 

5  o  remember  me  for  good, 

P   ring  thro'  the  mortal  vale  : 
Show  me  the  atoning  blood 

When   my  strength   and  spirit 
fail; 
Give  my  irasping  soul  to  see 
Jesus  crucified  for  me. 


23.   God  is  Lore. 

1  Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand 
flowers, 
Air,    with    all    its  beams    and 

showers, 
Ocean's  infinite  expanse, 
Heaven's    resplendant   counte- 
nance; 
All  around,  and  all  above, 
Hath  this  record — God  is  love. 


2  Sounds  among  the  vales  and 
hills, 
In  the  woods,  and  by  the  rills, 
Of  the  breeze  and  of  the  bird, 
By  the  gentle  murmur  stirr'd  ; 
All  these  songs,  beneath,  above, 
Have  one  burden — God  is  love. 


3  All  the  hopes  and   fears  that 

start. 
From  the  fountain  of  the  heart; 
All  the  quiet  bliss  that  lies, 
In  our  human  sympathies  ; 
These  are  voice's  from  above, 
Sweetly   whispering — God    is 

love. 


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1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary 

dwHIing 

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2  Tlie   now  heaven   and  earth's 

a'.or 
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ring  all  the  night  of  nature, 
Pouring  eye  sight  on  our  eyes. 

3  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appear- 

ing ; 
Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  iears,  and  cheer- 
ing 
Every  poor,  benighted  heart. 

4  Come,  and  manifest  the  favor 
Thou    hast    for   the  ransom'd 

race ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  God  and  Sa- 
vior, 
Come,    and    bring    the    gospel 
grace. 

5  Save  us,  in  thy  great  compas- 

sion, 
O  thou  mild,  pacific  Prince  I 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 
Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins. 

6  By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
Every  burden'd  soul  release  ; 

Every  weary,  wandering  spirit, 
Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 


30.   Great  Redeemer. 

1  Great  Redeemer,  friend  of  sin- 
ners, 
Thou  hast  wondrous  power  to 
nve; 


Grant  me  grace,  and  ftill  protect 
me, 
Over  life's  tempestuous  wave. 

2  May  my  soul,  with  sacred  trans 

port, 
View  the  dawn  while  yet  afar 
Arxi  until  the  sun  arises, 
Lead  me  by  the  morning  star. 

3  Oh,  what  madness !  oh,  what 

folly  ! 
That  my  heart  should  eo  astray 
After  vain  and  foolish  trifles — 
Trifles  only  of  a  day. 

4  This  vain  world,  with  all  its 

pleasures, 
Very  soon  will  be  no  more  : 
There's  no  object  worth  admiring. 
But  the  God  whom  we  adore. 

5  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting, 
On    the    banks     beyond     the 

stream  : 
Sweet  responses  still  repeating, 
Jesus,  Jesus  is  their  theme. 

6  Hark  !  they  whisper ;  lo !  they 

call  me, 
Sister  spirit,  come  awav  : 
Lo  !  I  come  ;  earth  can't  contain 

me, — 
Hail  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

7  Swiftly  roll,  ye  lingering  hours, 
Seraphs,   lend    your    glittering 

wing  ; 
Love     absorbs     my     ransom'd 
powers, 
Heavenly   founds   around   me 
ring: 

8  Worlds  of  light  and  crowns  of 

glory, 
Far  above  yon  azure  sky  ! 
Though  by  faith  I  now  behold 
you, 
I'll  enjoy  you  soon  on  high. 


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Written  for  the  Lyre. 

1  Jesus  !  thy  love  shall  we  forget; 
And  never  bring  to  mind 

The  grace  that  paid  our  hopeless 
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Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were 
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Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom 
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Thine  all  the  glory  be. 

2  Shall  we  thy  life  of  grief  forget, 
Thy  fasting  and  thy  prayer ; 

Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapors 
wet, 
To  save  us  from  despair  ? 
Chorus — Our  sorrows,  &c. 

3  Gethsemane,  can  we  forget ; 
Thy  struggling  agony — 

When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to  watch  with  thee  7 
Chorus— Our  sorrows,  &c. 


4  Can  we  the  platted  crown  for- 
get, 
The  buffeting  and  shame  ; 
When  hell  thy  sinking  soul  beset, 
And  earth  reviled  thy  name"? 
Chorus— Our  sorrows,  &c. 


5  The  nails— the  spear— can  we 
forget ; 
The  agonizing  cry — 
"  My  God  !  my  Father  !  wilt  thou 
let 
Thy  Son  forsaken  die  ?" 
Chorus — Our  sorrows,  &c. 


6  Life's  brightest  joys  we  may 

forget — 

Our  kindred  cease  to  love  ; 

But  He,  who  paid  our  hopeless 

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Our  constancy  shall  prove. 

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laid 
On  thee — alone  on  thee : 
Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom 
paid— 
Thine  all  the  glory  be. 

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Whatever  we  want  he  will  kindly  provide; 
To  the  sheep  of  his  pasture  his  mercies  abound, 
His  care  and  protection  his  flock  will  surround. 


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What  danger  can  frighten  us  while  he  is  near  ? 
Net  when  the  time  calls  us  to  walk  through  the  vale 
Of  the  shadow  of  death,  shall  our  hearts  ever  fail. 


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Thy  rod  and  thy  staff  be  our  comfort  and  stay : 
For  we  know  by  thy  guidance,  when  once  it  is  past, 
To  a  fountain  of  life  it  will  bring  us  at  last. 


4  The  Lord  is  become  our  salvation  and  song, 
His  blessings  have  follow'd  us  all  our  life  long; 
His  name  will  we  praise  while  we  have  any  breath; 
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1  Ere  I  sleep,  for  every  favor, 
This  day  show'd  by  my  God, 
I  do  bless  my  Savior. 

2  Leave  me  not,  but  ever  love  me ; 
Let  thy  peace  he  my  bliss, 
Till  thou  hence  remove  me 


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1  One  there  is,  above  all  others, 
Wcli    d.-erves    the    name    of 

friend  ; 

a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 
They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love  ! 

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save  us, 
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blond  ? 
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Reconciled  in  him  to  God  : 
It  was  boundless  love  to  bleed  ; 
Jesus  is  a  friend  indeed. 


3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased 
"Friend  of  sinners,"  was  his 

name  ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same  : 
Still    lie    calls    them     brethren, 

friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

4  Oh !    for  grace  our   hearts   to 

soften  1 
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love  ; 
We.  alas  !  forget  too  often, 

What  a  friend  we  have  a*bove  : 
When   to  heaven   our  souls   are 

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1  Our   souls,    by   love    together 
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"  A  Savior  :"  let  the  heavens  ring; 
'Tis  God  with  us,  we  feel  him 

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'Tis  almost  done,  'tis  almost  o'er ; 
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Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 


We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm  and 
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With  Christ  to  live  and  die. 
Let  d'vils  rage,  and  hell  assail, 

We'll  fight  our  passage  through ; 
Let  foes  unite,  and  friends  desert, 
We'll  seize  the  crown  in  view. 
Chorus—"  A  Savior  !"  &c. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 
The  heavens  are  big  with  rain  , 

We  wait   to  catch   the   teeming 
shower, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain  ; 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood  : 
O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the 
earth, 
Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 
Chorus— "A  Savior!"  <kc. 

4  And   when    thou  makest   thy 

jewels  up, 
And  set'st  thy  starry  crown, 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall 
shine, 
Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own  ; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We,  sinners,  saved  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face 

Chorus— "A  Savior!"  &c 


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At  m  •  eommand 

From  salt!   I  n» — and  seek   the 

At  his  rf|fr|  liand  : 
I  all  mi  earth  forsake, 

Tt>-  p  lodoaa,  fane,  and  power, 
And  him  mvonly  portion  make, 
My  shield  and  tower. 

3  The  God  of  Abraham  praise, 

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, 

T  shall  on  eagle*1  wiism  up-borne 
Tn  Beaveu  ascend  : 

I  shall  behold  his  face, 
I  shall  his  power  adore, 
And  sinn  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
Forevermore. 

PART    SECOND. 

5  Tho'  nature's  strength  decay, 
And  earth  and  hell  withstand, 

To  Canaan's  bounds  I  urge  my 
way. 
At  his  command  : 
The  watery  deep  I  pass, 
With  Jesus  in  my  view  ; 
And  thro'  the  howling  wilderness, 
My  way  pursue. 

6  The  goodly  land  I  see, 

With  peace-and  plenty  bless'd  ■ 
A  land  of  sacred  liberty, 
And  endless  rest ; 
There  milk  and  honey  flow, 
And  oil  and  wine  abound  ; 
And  trees  of  life  for  ever  grow, 
With  mercy  crown'd. 

7  There  dwells  tlie  Lord  our  King, 
The  Lord  our  righteousness, 

Triumphant  e'er  the  world   and 
sin, 
The  Prince  of  Peace  ; 


I  >n  Bkm*s  sacred  height 

Hi-  kingdom  still  maintains; 

And  glorious,  frith  Hs  saints  in 

hum, 

For  ever  reigns. 

8  He  keep-  hit  OWB  securp, 
He  guards  them  by  his  side, 

Arrays    in    garment!    white    and 
pure, 
Hi-  spotless  bride  ; 
With  streams  of  sacred  bliss, 
With  grows  Of  living  joys, 
With  all  the  fruits  of  paradise, 
He  still  supplies. 

9  Before  the  Three  in  One, 
They  all  exulting  stand  , 

And  teU  the  wonders  he  hath  done, 

Through  all  their  land. 

The  listening  spheres  attend, 

And  swell  the  glowing  fame, 

And  sing, in  songs  which  never  end 

The  wondrous  Name. 

PART    THIRD. 

10  The  God  who  reigns  on  high 
Tl   ■  great  arch-angels  sing, 

And    •  Holy.  Holy.  Holy,"  cry, 
"  \lmigbty  King  : 
W.  o  was.  and  is  the  same, 
And  evermore  shall  be  ; 
Jehovah— Father— Great  I  Am  ' 
We  worship  thee." 

11  Before  the  Savior's  face 
The  ransom'd  nations  bow  ; 

O'erwhelm'd     at    his    Almighty 
grace, 
For  ever  new  : 
He  shows  his  prints  of  love, 
They  kindle  to  a  flame, 
And  sound,  through  all  the  world 
above, 
The  slaughter'd  Lamb. 

12  The  whole  triumphant  host; 
Give  thanks  to  God  on  high 

Hail.  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
They  ever  cry  ; 
Hail.  Abraham's  God  and  mine, 
I  join  the  heavenly  lays  ; 
All  might  and  majesty  are  thine, 
And  endless  praise. 


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end  of  things  created  ! 
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( )n  clouda  of  glory  seated  : 

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The  dead  which  they  eontain'd  before  : 

Prepare,  pay  soul,  to  meet  him. 


2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 
At  the  hist  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 
With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding 
No  p  r  fears  !l'eir  souls  dismay 

His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 
On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 


3  But  sinners,  fill'd  with  guilty  fears, 
Behold  his  wrath  prevailing, 

For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tear3 

And  sighs  are  unavailing  : 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 


4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  : 
Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 


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1  Hi*  rrar.'  will  to  th 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine; 
Nor  i   •  nor  things  to 

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Bope  be  our  an<  hoc  itroag  ; 
His  loving  Spirit  the  iweet  gale, 
Thai   I  along. 

5  The  people  of  Ms  choice, 
Hi'  will  not 

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»J  When  ire  in  darkaeai  walk, 
feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
}nd  re:>t  upon  his  name. 

7  Wait  till  the  shadows  flee  ; 
Wait  thy  appointed  hour  ; 

Wait  till  the  bridegroom  of  thy 
soul, 
Reveals  his  love  with  power. 

8  The  time  of  love  will  come, 
Then  we  shall  clearly  see 

Not  ouly  that  he  shed  his  blood, 
But  each  shall  say,  "  for  mk." 


40.  Sacrifice. 

1  Not  all  the  blood  of  beast*, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 

Could  five  the  guilty  conscience 

Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

away  ; 
ce  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
<  in  that  dear  bead  of  thine, 

While  like  ■  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  Believing,  we  rejoice 
To  bee  the  curse  remove  ; 

We  hi  m  the  Lamb  with  cheerfu] 
voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

•41.    Walking  with  God 

1  That  we  may  walk  with  God, 
He  forms  our  hearts  anew  ; 

Takes  us,   like  Epbraim,  by  the 
hand, 
And  teaches  us  to  go. 

2  He  by  his  Spirit  leads, 

In  paths  before  unknown  ; 
The  work  to  be  perform'd  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

3  Assisted  by  his  grace, 
We  still  pursue  our  way  ; 

And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

4  'Tis  He  that  works  to  will, 
'Tis  He  that  works  to  do  ; 

His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too. 


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Be  e\try  sigh  your  bosom  pours. 

3  Pure  U  thetnn'l  enlivening  ray, 

That  lot  tell  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
Pure  U  the  lurid  car  of  day, 
That  wide  proclaims  its  Maker, 

4  True  as  the  magnet  to  the  pole, 
So  true  lei  your  contrition  be — 
So  true  let  all  your  >orr- v\s  roll, 
To  Him  who  bled  Upon  the  Ut2. 

43.    To  whom  shall  we  go  ? 

1  Tunr   only   Sovereign   of  my 

heart, 

life,  my  almighty  friend — 
And  can  my  sou!  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend*! 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I 

go — 
A  wretched   wanderer  frc*n    mv 

Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and 

wo, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  * 

3  Eternal  lite  thy  words  impart. 
On  these  my  fair.tmg  spirct  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my 

heart. 
Than    all    the   round  cf   nature 
gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  com- 

bine : 
While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  thov 
call; 


One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of 

thine, 

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5  Thy  name  my  inmost  powcra 

adore, 
Thou  art  my  lilt  my  joy,  my  rar.«; 
Depart    from   t»<ee  ;— 'us  c 

'ii-  more ! 
'Tis  endless  ruin  !  deep  despair  ! 

6  Low  at  thv  feet  my  soul  would 

li.', 

Here  safety  dwells  and  peace  di- 
vine ; 

Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine 
eye, 

For  life*  eternal  rife,  is  thine  ! 

44.   Peace,  of  conscience. 

ace    of    conscience 
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Corw^,    fix    thy    mansion   in    my 

breast  ; 
Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control 

And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul 

2  Come,   smiling  hope,   and  joy 

sincere, 

Come,  make  your  constant  dwell- 
ing here  ; 

Still  let  your  presence  cheer  my 
heart, 

Xor  sin  compel  you  to  depart. 

3  Tbou  God  of  hope,  and  peace 

divine, 
O,  make  these  sacked   pleasures 

mine  ! 
Forgive  my  sins,  mv  fears  remove, 
And  send  the  fr)keis  of  thy  love. 

4  Then  should  mine  eyes,  with- 

out a  tear, 

See  death,  with  all  his  terrors, 
near ; 

My  heart  should  then  in  death  re- 
joice, 

And  raptures  tune  my  faUering 
voice. 


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WboM    hearts    ami    hopes    are 
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WhOM  kin. I  dvsigns  to  serve  and 

Through  all  tlicir  actions  run. 

2  Hirst  is  the  pious  house, 

Where     zeal,    and     friendship 
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And  all  the  air  is  love. 


4r>.   Our  Captain. 

1  Ocr  Captain  leads  us  on, 

koni  from  the  skies. 
:t  a  starry  crown, 
And  bids  us  take  the  prize. 

2  ■  Be  faithful  unto  death, 
Partake  my  victory, 

And  thou  shall  wear  this  glorious 
wreath, 
And  thou  shall  reign  with  me." 

3  'Tis  thus  the  righteous  Lord 
To  every  soldier  saith  ; 

Eternal  life  is  the  reward 
Of  all-victorious  faith. 

4  Who  conquer  in  his  might 
The  victor's  meed  receive  ; 

They   claim    a   kingdom   in    his 
right, 
Which  God  shall  freely  give. 


1  GlTI  (0  the  winds  th>  fears, 
Bono,  and  Im»  undi>may  d  ; 

God    hrars  thy  light,    and  counts 
thy  U 

He  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and 

storm-. 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  : 
Wait  thou'  his  time,  so  shall  this 
night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 
BtlU  sink  thy  spirits  down  1 

the  freight,  let  fear  depart, 
And  every  care  begone. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not, 
Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 

Proclaim  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  raieth  all  things  well. 

5  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 
To  choose  and  to  command  : 

So  shah   thou,   wondering,  own 
his  way 
How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand ! 

6  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 
His  counsel  shall  appear, 

When   fully   he   the   work   hath 
wrought 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

7  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee: 

O,  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ! 

8  Let  us,  intlife,  in  death, 
Thy  steadfast  truth  declare; 

And  publish  with  our  latest  breath 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 


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Behold  the  God  of  love  unfold 
Tiit-  L'lories  of  hi-  dying  pains, 

.  ever  telling,  yel  untold. 


49.  Reflection. 

1  Alas, aim*,  how  blind  I've  been, 
How  hub-  or  myself  I've  aeea  ! 
Sportive  I  sail'd  the  sensual  tide, 
Thoughtless  of  God  whom  I  de- 
fied. 

2  I  heard  of  heaven,  I  heard  of 

hell, 

Where  bliss  and  wo  eternal  dwell ; 

But  mock'd  the  threats  of  truth 
divine, 

And  scorn'd  the  place  where  an- 
gels shine. 

3  My   angry   heart    refused    the 

blood 
Of  a  descending  suffering  God  ; 
And  guilty  passion  boldly  broke 
The  holy  law  which  heaven  had 

spoke. 

4  The  alluring  world  controll'd  ray 

choice, 
When  conscience  spake,  I  hush'd 
its  voice, 


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And  makes  me  shake  with  awful 

fear  ; 
Histerrorsall  my  strength  exhaust. 
Mv  fear  ltuws  high,  mv  peace  ia 

lo<r. 

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wound, 
And  seem   t»  hear  the  dreadful 

sound, 
"  Depart  from  me,   thou  wretch 

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Go,   reap   thy  sin,   and   feel  my 

frown  '" 

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FilI'd   up  With  folly,  guilt,  and 

strife  : 
Perhaps  1  sink  to  endless  pain, 
Nor  hear  the  voice  of  joy  again. 

50.   Submission. 

1  Weary  of  struggling  with  my 

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

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  1 

cease — 
God  that  creates  must  seal  my 

peace  ; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my 

care, 
Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  I  share. 

3  Tis  thine,  a  heart  of  flesh  to 

give, 

Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  : 
Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
To  draw,   redeem,   and   seal   ia 
thine. 


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1  All  ye  that  pass  by, 
To  Jesus  draw  nigh  ; 
To  you  is  it  nothing  that  Jesus 
should  die  ? 
Our  ransom  and  peace, 
Our  nnrety  he  >s  : 
Come,  >ee  if  there  ever  was  sor- 
row like  this. 

The  Lord,  in  the  day 
Of  his  auger,  did  lay 
Our  sins  on  the  Lamb",  and  he 
bore  th  fin  away: 
He  di«-s  to  atone 
For  sins  not  hrs  own. 
The  Father  hath  punish'd  tor  us 
his  dear  Son. 

3  For  sinners,  like  me, 
He  died  on  the  tree  : 


His  death  is  accepted,  the  sinner 
is  free  ; 

•  Ion  I  claim, 
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A  sinner  believing  in  Jesus's  name. 

4  Lore  moved  him  to  die, 
On  this  I  rely, 

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not teli  why : 
But  this  I  can  find, 
We  two  are  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  be  in  glory,  and  leave 
me  behind  ! 

5  With  Joy  we  approve, 
The  plan  of  his  love  ; 

A  wonder  to  all,  both  below  and 
ve  ! 
When  time  is  no  more, 
We  still  shall  adore 
That  ocean  of  love,  without  hot 
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1  0  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  Borrows,  conflict?,  woes, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

Z  When  on  my  aching,  burden'd  heart 
My   sins  lie   heanly, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  pence  imparl; 
I  '       i  Lord,  remember  me. 

\i  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 
And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

If,  for  thy  sake,  upon  my  name. 

Shame  and  reproach  shall  be, 
All  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame! 

Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

6  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

I  wait  thy  jus.  decree, 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

7  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soirl  to  thee, 
Then  with  the  saints,  at  thy  right  hand, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 


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1    Yr    flittering    toys    of   «nrih, 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 

;>ri/<-  attracts  my  \ . 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

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ible  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense  ! 

3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 
O  name  divinely  m 

Jesns,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 

..th,  honor,  pleasure  meet 

4  Should  both  the  Indies  at  my 

call. 
Their  boasted  stores  resign  ; 
With  jov  I  would  renounce  them 

all, 
F  >r  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all 

depart, 
Of  this  dear  gift  po— 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  think  myself  mo^t  t 

6  Dear  sovereign  of  my  soul's  de- 

sires, 
Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 

54.   The  Downward  Road. 

1  Sinners,  behold  that  downward 

road 
Which  leads  to  endless  wo  ; 
What  multitudes  of  thoughtless 
souls 
The  road  to  ruin  go  ! 

2  But   yonder   see  that  narrow 

way 
Which  'leadg  to  endless  bliss ; 

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•  em'd  by  sovereign  grace. 

3  They   from   destruction's   citv 

To  '/ion  upward  tend  : 
The  bible  is  theil  precious  ^uide, 
And  God  himself  their  friend. 

4  Lord,   I  would   now  a  pilgrim 

be — 
Guide  thou  my  feet  aricht  ; 
I   would    not  (for    ten   thousand 

worlds) 
Be  banish'd  from  thy  sight. 


55.   Down  to  the  Tomb. 

Funeral  Hymn  for  a  Sunday  Scholar, 
to  be  sung  by  the  children. 

Written  for  the  Lyre. 

1  Down  to  the  tomb  our  brother 

goes, 
In  its  cold  arms  to  rest, 
As.  smit  by  sudden  storms,  the 
rose 
Sinks  on  the  garden's  breast. 

2  No  more  with  us   his  tuneful 

voice 
The  hymn  of  praise  shall  swell; 
No    more    his    gentle    heart   re- 
joice, 
To  hear  the  Sabbath  bell. 

3  But  if,  in  yon  celestial  sphere, 
Amid  the  glorious  throng, 

He  warbles  to  his  Maker's  ear, 
The  everlasting  song 

4  No  more  we'll  mourn  our  bu- 

ried friend  ; 
But  lift  the  ardent  prayer, 
And    every   thought    and    effort 
bend, 
To  rise  and  xin  him  there. 
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And  praise  the  Lord. 


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0  death  and  hell. 


2  On  lands  that  lie  beneath 
Foul  superstition's  sway, 

Whose  horrid  shades  of  death 
Admit  no  heavenly  ray, 
spirit  !  shine. 
Their  hearts  illume  ; 
Dispel  the  e'oorn 
VViih  light  divine. 


3  From  the  dark  zra\ 
The  mansion  of  the  dead  : 

And  ;.\  |  rity  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led : 
Vp  throuch  the  sky 
The  conqueror  rode, 
And  rniL'ns  on  hich, 
The  Savior  God." 


3  Father,  who  to  thy  Son 
Thy  steadfast  word  has:  riven, 
through  the  earth  shall  run 
peace  with  heaven  ; 
L  aend  his  fame  ; 
'j  ly  grace  diffuse, 
And  let  the  news 
The  world  reclaim. 


4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 
The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  ; 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 
Our  gratitude  approve  : 
Our  hearts — our  all 
To  thee  we  give: 
The  gift,  though  small, 
Do  thou  receive. 


4  Few  be  the  years  that  roll, 
Ere  all  shall  worship  thee  ; 

The  travail  of  his  soul, 
Soon  let  the  Savior  see  ; 
O  God  of  grace  ! 
Thy  power  employ, 
Fill  earth  with  joy, 
And  heaven  with  praise. 


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Christ  hath  sent  me  to  invite  you, 

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Come,  the  rich  provision  taste. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 
And  bemoan  your  wretched  case, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  repenting, 
IN  will  give  you  gospel  grace: 
If  yon  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 
and  serve  him  here  below  ; 
four   troubles    now   draw 
near  him, 
He  the  blessing  will  bestow. 

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You  bewail  the  want  of  sight, 
Cry  to  Jesus,  son  of  David, 
He  will  give  you  gospel  light : 

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All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk  : 

p  aits  to  heal  you, 
He  will  bid  you  rise  and  walk. 

4  If.  like  Peter,  you  are  sinking 
In  the  sea  of  unbelief; 

Wait  with  patient,  constant  pray- 
ing. 
Christ  will  grant  vou  sweet  re- 
lief. 
Are  you  wean-,  heavy  laden  1 

He  will  give  you  sweet  re  pose ; 
Bear  his  light  and  easy  burden, 
He  shall  conquer  all  your  foes. 

5  He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory, 
All  your  wants  shall  be  supplied: 

Canaan.  Canaan,  lies  before  you, 
Rise,  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 
Death  shall  not  destroy  your  com- 
fort, 
Christ  shall  guide  you  through 
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To  convey  you  to  his  home. 


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BBL    The  Image  of  God. 

1    Father  of  eternal  grace, 
Glorify  thyself  •"  me, 

•  ainiiiL'  in  my  face, 
May  tin-  world  thine  image  see. 

'2   Happy  onlv  In  thy  love, 

.  1 1 :i fVit'TidtMl ,  or  unknown, 
Fi\  in >  thought!  on  things  above, 
.  my  In-art  on  thee  alone. 

3  Humble,  holy,  all  resicn'd, 

To  thy  will,— thy  will  be  done  ' 
Give  Be,  Lord,  the  perfect  mind, 
Of  thy  well  beloved  Son. 

4  Counting  gain  and  glory  loss, 
May  I  tread  the  path  he  trod, 

Die  with  lemu  on  the  cross. 
Rise  with  him  to  thee,  my  God. 


00.    Weary  Sinners. 

1  Come,  ye  weary  sinners,  come, 
All,  who  feel  your  heavy  load  ; 

-  calls  the  wanderers  home  ; 
Hasten  to  your  pardoning  God. 

2  Come,  ye  guilty  souls,  opprest, 
Answer  to  the  Savior's  call  : 

"Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest; 
Come,  and  I  wiil  save  you  all." 

3  Jesus,— full  of  truth  and  love, 
We  thy  kindest  call  obey, 

Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove, 
Take  our  load  of  guilt  away : 

4  Weary  of  this  war  within, 
Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 

Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin, 
Weary  }f  a  wretched  life ; 


5  Burden'd  with  a  world  of  grief, 
Burden'd  with  our  sinful  load, 

Burden'd  with  this  unbHief, 
Burden'd  with  the  wrath  of  God: 

6  Lo,  we  conie  to  thee  for  ease, 
True  arid  gracious  as  thou  art ; 

Now  our  weary  souls  release, 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 


61.   Christian  Fellowship. 

1  Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  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  Fre*  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above  ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 


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1  Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of 

PlftMffl  in  Mi  patience  here: 
Christ  to  ill  believen  precious, 
Lord  of  lords,  shall  soon  appear  : 

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5  See  the  siars  from  heaven  fall- 
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Hark,  on  earth  the  doleful  cry! 
Men  on  rocks  and  mountains  call- 
in?, 
While     the    frowning    Judge 
draws  nisrh  ; 
Hide  us,  hide  us, 
Rocks  and  mountains,  from  his 
eye  ! 


2  Hear  all   nature's  groans  pro 
claiming 
Nature's      swiu      approaching 
doom  ! 
W;u.  end  peetllence,  and  famine, 
it'v  the  wrath  to  come  ; 
-  the  centre, 
Nations  rush  Into  the  tomb. 


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By  the  monuments  of  his  passion, 

By  the  marks  received  for  vie! 

All  discern  him, 
All  with  shouts  cry  out — "  'Tis 
He!" 


3  Close  behind  the  tribulation 
Of  the  last  tremendous  days, 

See  tae  flaming  Revelation  ! 
See  the  universal  blase  ! 

Earth  and  heaven 
Melt  before  the  Judge's  face. 


4  Sun   and  moon  are  both  con- 
founded, 
Darken'd  into  endless  night, 
When  with  angel-hosts  surround- 
ed, 
In  his  Father's  glory  bright, 

Beams  the  Savior, 
Shines  the  everlasting  light. 


7  M  Lo  !  'tis  He  !  our  hearts'  de- 
sire, 
Come  for  his  espoused  below  ; 
Come  to  join  us  with  the  choir, 
Come  to  make  our  joys  o'er- 
flow: 
Palms  of  victory, 
Crowns  of  glory  to  bestow." 


8  Yes,   the   prize  shall  sure   be 
given  ; 
We  his  open  face  shall  see : 
Love,  the  earnest  of  our  heaven, 
Love  our  full  reward  shall  be, 

Love  shall  crown  us 
Kings  through  all  eternity* 


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1  Prisoners  of  hope,  lift  up  your 

heads. 
The  day  of  liberty  draws  near  ! 
Jesus,  who  on  the  serpent  treads, 
Shall  soon  in  your  behalf  ap- 
pear: 
The  Lord  will  to  his  temple  come ; 
Prepare  your  hearts  to  make  him 
room 

2  Ye  all  shall  find,  who  in   his 

word 

Himsrlf   hath    caused    to    put 
your  trust, 
The  Father  of  our  dyins  Lord 

to  his  promise  just  ; 
Faithful,  if  we  cur  sins  confess, 
To  cleanse  from  all  unrighteous- 


3  Yes,   Lord,   we   must    believe 
thee  kind, 
Thou   never    canst  unfaithful 
prove : 
Surely  we  shall  thy  mercy  find  ; 
Who  ask,  shall  all  receive  thy 
love  : 
Nor  canst  thou  it  to  me  deny  ; 
1  ask,  the  chief  of  sinners  I ! 


4   O   ye    of  fearful    heart*,    be 
strong ! 

Your  downcast  eyes  and  hands 
lift  up  ! 
Ye  shall  not  be  fonrotten  Ion?  : 
Hope    to    the    end,    in    Jesui 
hope  ! 
Tell  him,   ye  wait  his  graca  to 

prove  ; 
And  cannot  fail  if  God  is  lov*  1 


72 

5  Prisoners  of  hope,  be  strong,  be  In  spirit  join'd  to  thee,  the  Son, 

bold  ;  As  thou  art  with  thy  Father  one. 
Cast  off  your  doubts,  disdain  to 
fear  ! 

Dare  to  believe !  on  Christ  lay  64.    Worthy  the  Lamb. 
hold  ! 

Wrestle  with  Christ  in  mighty  Written  for  the  Lyre, 

prayer;  by  rev.  d.  r.  thomason. 
Tell  him,  "  We  will  not  let  thee 

go,  1  Worthy  the  Lamb  of  bound* 

Till  we   thy  name,   thy  nature  less  sway, 

know."  In  earth  and  heaven  the  Lord 
of  all; 

6  Hast  thou  not  died  to  purge  our  Ye  princes,  rulers,  powers  obey, 

sin,  And   low  before   his  footstool 

And  rose,  thy  death  for  us  to  fall : 

plead  1  Let  earth  rejoice  ;  the  Lamb  was 

To  write  thy  law  of  love  within  slain, 

Our  hearts,  and  make  us  free  He  rose  ;   he  lives ;  he  lives  to 

indeed  ?  reign. 
That  we  our  Eden  might  regain, 

Thou  diedst,  and  could'st  not  die  2  Riches  and  all  that  decks  the 

in  vain.  great 

From  worlds  unnumber'd  hither 

7  Lord,  we  believe,  and  wait  the  bring  ; 

hour,  The  tribute  pour  before  his  seat, 
Which  all  thy  great  salvation  And  hail  the  triumphs  of  our 
brings ;  King. 
The  Spirit  of  love,  and  health,  and  Wisdom    and   strength   are    his 
power,  alone, 
Shall  come,  and  make  us  priests  Honor  has  built  his  lofty  throne, 
and  kings  ; 
Thou  wilt  perform  thy  faithful  3  From  heaven,  from  earth  loud 
word,  bursts  of  praise 
"  The  servant  shall  be  as  his  The  mighty  blessings  shall  pro- 
Lord."  claim, 

Blessings  that  earth  to  glory  raise , 

8  The   promise  stands  for  ever  Creation's  voice  shall  hymn  the 

sure,  fame ; 

And  we  shall  in  thine  image  Higher!    still  higher   swell   the 

shine,  strain, 

Partakers  of  a  nature  pure.  The  Lamb  shall  ever,  ever  reign 
Holy,  angelical,  divine ; 


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66.  Source  of  Pleasure. 

1  Savior,  richest  source  of  plea- 
sure, 
Fountain  whence  our  comfort 

flows, 


More  to  be  deatred  than  treaairaj 
Treamre  a  hlcn  this  w. 

Deareet  aonree  of  coneolition, 
Refuge  to  the  poor  ibtn 

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lion, 
Thou  Cuiist  give  the  wear}'  rest. 


2  Bid  the  billows,  loudly  racing, 

Calmly  at  thy  voice  subside  ; 
Bid  the  clouds,  that  storms  pre 
sailing, 

Soon  to  distant  quarters  glide. 
As  IOC  evening  sun  declining, 

Sheds  around  a  softer  ray, 
May  thy  milder  radiance  shining 

Calmly  gild  our  closing  day. 


3  As  the  soul,  released  from  trou 
ble, 
l  with  joy  its  sorrows  past, 
them  as  an  empty  bubble 
On  the  billowy  ocean  cast: 
Oil !  how  sweet  in  retrospection, 
Pains    and    sorrows    well    eu- 
dnred  : 
'Twas   through   suffering — sweet 
reflection, 
Christ  our  brightest  hopes  pro- 
cured. 


4  Let  us,  then,  on  him  reciiniig, 

For  his  sake  our  patience  prove ; 
Sure  we  oft.  without  repining, 

Suffer  much  for  those  we  love 
Soon    this    path,    so    dark    anQ 
dreary, 

■Shall  in  fairer  scenes  expand; 
Soon    the    traveller,    faint    and 
weary, 

Shall  behold  the  promised  land. 


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1  JVii;v:r  of  our  dvim:  Lord, 
KniK-inluT  u<  Am  I 

0  Jiillil    ins  luilhiiil  wnnl, 

lit  inf.  blood  ! 

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us  trull),"  and  power,  and 
grace, 
And  Bead  tin'  promise  down. 

2  True  and  faithful  Witness  thou, 
O  C'hr:>t.  thy  Spirit  L'ive  ! 

•ii  urn  received  him  now, 
That  we  might  now  receive? 

Art  thou  not  our  living  Head  7 
Life  to  ali  thy  limbs  imparl  : 

Sh.-d  thy  love,  tiiy  Spirit  <\ivd, 
In  every  waiting  heart 

1  .'lost,  the  Comforter, 

Glows  ,)i,r  heart  to  find  thee  near, 
And  sw.lls  to  sake  thee  room; 

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('"n,  u!  in  us  be  ! 

and  dwell 
Ti>  all  eternity. 

68.   Yielding  to  Christ. 

1  N     v.  e'en  now,  I  yield.  I  yield, 
Willi  all  my  sins  to  part  ; 

-peak  my  pardon  seal'd, 

And  purify  my  heart ! 
Pur^e  the  love  of  sin  away, 

Then  I  into  nothin<;  fall ; 
Then  I  see  the  perfect  day, 

And  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

2  Jfsiis,  now  our  hearts  inspire 
With  that  pure  love  of  thine  ; 

Kindle  now  the  heavenly  fire, 
To  Brighten  and  refine: 

Purify  our  faith  like  gold  ; 
All  the  dross  of  sin  remove  ; 

Melt  our  spirits  down,  and  mould 
In  lo  tny  perfect  love. 


69.   BacJislidcr's  Return 

I   I  will  hearken  what  the  Lord 
Will  eay  concerning  me  ; 

Hast  thou  not  a  L'lacious  word 
For  on«'  who  waits  on  tnee  ? 

Bpeak  it  to  my  soul,  thai  I 

May   in    thee    have   peace    and 
power  ; 

Nevei  lVoai  my  Savior  fly, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more 

2  How  have  T  thy  Spirit  grieved. 
Since  first  with  me  he  strove  1 

Obstinately  disbelieved, 
And  trampled  on  thy  love  ! 

I  have  linn'd  against  the'  li^ht ; 
I  have  broke  from  thy  embrace: 

No,  I  would  not,  when  I  might 
Be  freely  saved  by  grace. 

3  After  all  that  I  have  done 
To  drive  thee  from  my  heart, 

Still    thou   wilt   not   leave    thine 
own, 

Thou  wilt  not  yet  depart ; 
Wilt  not  give  the  sinner  o'er  ; 

Ready  art  thou  now  to  save  ; 
Bidst  me  come  as  heretofore, 

That  I  thy  life  may  have. 

4  O  thou  meek  and  gentle  Lamb, 
Fury  is  not  in  thee  ; 

Thou  continuest  still  the  same, 
And  still  thy  grace  is  free  ; 

Still  thine  arms  are  open  wide, 
Wretched  sinners  to  receive  ; 

Thou  hast  once  for  sinners  died, 
That  all  may  turn  and  live. 

5  Lo  !  I  take  thee  at  thy  word, 
My  foolishness  I  mourn  ; 

Unto  thee,  my  bleeding  Lord, 

However  late,  I  turn  : 
Yes;  I  yield,  I  yield  at  last, 

Listen  to  thy  spoaking  blood  5 
Me,  with  all  my  sins,  1  cast 

On  my  atoning  God. 


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1  Hail,  thou  happy  morn  so  glo- 

mus ! 
Coin  te,    your    griefs 

Sim.  k  victorious, 

By  ills  owe  almighty  power  : 

iwjah, 
To  Ihe  glorious  Son  of  God. 

2  IV  ft  that  wan- 

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3  Countless  bands  of  angels  glo- 

rious, 
Clothed  in  bright  ethereal  blue  ; 
Straight  the  sound  oi  Christ  vic- 
torious, 
From  their  silver  trumpets  flew. 

Christ  triumphant 
Rises  conqueror  o'er  the  tomb. 

3  See,  my  friends,  is  that  the  Sa- 
vior, 
Who  was  erown'd  with  cruel 
Uiorus  I 


Glorious  majesty  and  power, 
Now  his  sacred  head  adorns. 

Hallelujah  ; 
That  dear  head  no  more  shall 
Meed 

4  bthat  he,  who  died  on  Calvary, 
Who  was  pierced  with  many  a 

spear  ? 
Clad  with  countless  suns  of  glory, 
See,  he  ri>es  through  the  air. 

Hallelujah  ; 
Zion's  mourner,  now  rejoice. 

5  Was  the  person,  then,  so  glo- 

rious, 
Which  the  Jews  so  marr'd  and 
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Yes,  ye  saints,  we  own  his  God- 
head, 
Though  by  some  he  is  reviled  ; 

All  creation 
Soon  shall  own  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Tremble,  ye  who  him  rejected 
Lo !  he  breaks  through  yonder 

cloud  ; 
Rise,    ye   saints,   and   shout   tri- 
umphant, 
Victory  !  through  Jesus'  blood. 

Hark  !  the  trumpet 
Sounds  the  resura'Ction  mora. 


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C,  to  thee,  my  Lord! 
Lift  up  a  hoiulei  heart 

3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 

-  of  my  will, 
•  Interrupt  my  rest, 
-  I  reel 

4  The  daily  death  I  prove, 
Savior,  to  thee  is  known  ; 

'Tis  irofM  than  death  my  God  to 

low. 

And  not  my  God  alone. 

5  O  ■  Lord, 

•  my  inward  ;. 
.\    thou   canst;    pronounce 
the  word, 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease  ! 

6  F  lone  to  see  thy  face, 
Thy  Spirit  I  implore, 

The  living  water  of  thy  grace, 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 

78.   Looking  to  God. 

1  When  shall  thy  love  constrain, 
And  force  me  to  thy  breast  1 

-hall  my  soul  return  again 
To  her  eternal  r 

2  Ah  :  what  avails  my  strife, 
My  wandering  to  and  fro  ? 

Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless 
life  : 
■  iiither  should  I  go  7 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 
To  me  did  freely  mov    . 


It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face 

And  >toop-  to  a-k  my  love 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  1  fall, 
I  man  to  m  >«-t  fnt  \ 

1  fain  would  now  obey  the  call 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

5  To  resrup  me  from  wo, 
Thou    didst    with    all     things 

parr  ; 
I)id-t  bad  a  suffering  life  below, 
.  tin  my  worthless  heart 

|  My  worthless  heart  to  gain, 
The  God  of  all  that  breathe 

YVa-  found  in  fashion  as  a  man, 
And  died  a  cursed  dea.h. 

7  And  can  I  yet  delay, 

My  little  all  to  sive"? 
To  t»-ar  my  soul  from  earth  away, 

My  Jesus  to  receive  1 

-   N      .  but  I  yield,  T  yield  ! 
I  i      i  hold  out  no  more  : 

I  i         by  dying  love  compell'd, 
A    J  own  Thee  conqueror  ! 

9  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 
My  friends,  my  all  resign  ; 

Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  (J  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine  ! 

10  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 
Xor  hence  again  remove  : 

Settle  and  rix  my  wavering  soul 
With  Jl  thy  weight  of  love. 

II  My  one  desire  be  this-- 
Thy  only  love  to  know ; 

To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
Xo  other  good  below. 

IS  My  life,  my  portion  thou, 
Thou  all-sufficient  art ; 

My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure, 
now, 
V-ntwr  and  Keep  my  heart. 


82  LOVE  DIVINE.  8.  7.  D. 


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Lovr  Divini-  continued. 


83 


Da  Capo. 


Purr,       mi  -  bound  -  cil 


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7".    Divine  Lore. 

1  Lori  divine,  ail  love  i  \celling, 
Joy  of  heaven,    I 
down  : 
Fit  in  o*  thy  bumble  dwelling, 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown ; 
thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  imh  -hi  art ; 

ation, 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

1  breathe  thy  loving 
Spirit, 
Into  every  troubled  breast  ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  rind  thy  promised  rest : 
Tike  away  the  iove  of -inning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be, 
End  of  t'aith.  as  its  beginning, 
Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

^  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 
Let  us  all  thy  lite  receive  ! 

Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Never  more  thy  temple  leave  ! 

Thee  we  would  be  always  bless- 
ing. 
Serve  ihee  as  thine  hosts  above ; 

Pray,   and    praise   thee    without 

-ins, 
Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

1  Finish  then  thy  new  creation, 
Happy,  holy  niay  we  be  : 

Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 
Perfectly  secured  bv  thee ! 


Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

we    take   our 
place  ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before 
thee, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

74    The  Penitent. 

1  Savior,  canst  thou  love  a  trai- 

tor ? 

Canst  thon  love  a  child  of  wrath? 
Can  a  hell-deserving  creature 

Be  the  purchase  of  thy  death? 
Is  thy  blood  so  efficacious, 

As  to  make  my  nature  clean  ? 
Is  thy  sacrifice  so  precious, 

As  to  free  me  from  my  sin  ? 

2  Sin  on  every  side  surrounds  me; 
No  acquittance  can  I  hear; 

Pans'*  of  unbelief  confound  me, 
Help  me.  Lord,  my  grief  to  bear. 

Here,  then,  is  my  resolution, 
At  thy  dearest  feet  to  fall : 

Here  I'll  meet  my  condemnation, 
Or  a  freedom  from  my  thrall. 

3  Now  deny  thy  grace  and  mprcy, 
If  thou  canst,  tn  wretched  me  ; 

Lay  aside  thy  love  and  pity, 
If  thou  canst,  and  let  me  die! 

If  I  meet  with  condemnation, 
Justly  I  deserve  the  same; 

If  I  meet  with  free  salvation, 
I  will  magnify  thy  name. 


84 


CORONATION.  C.  M. 


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1  All  bad,  the  power  of 
mum! 

Let  ancel*  prostrate  fall  ; 
Briiis  Forth  toe  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


high-born  seraphs  tune  tiie 
lyre, 

tone  it  fall 
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choir, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


3  Crown  him,  ve  morning  stars  of 

iiffht. 

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Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's 

might. 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


4  Crown  him,  ve  martyrs  of  our 
God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call  ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


•  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ranaoaVd  from  the  fall ; 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you   by  his 
grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's 

1 i  ii*-. 
Whom  David.  Lord,  did  call  ; 
G   (1  incarnate!  Man  divine! 
D  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er 

forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall  : 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

8  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  "terrestrial  ball, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

9  O    that    with    yonder    sacred 

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


86 


DYING  CHRISTIAN,  lis. 


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Coon       I      meet      win'i        an  -  gels, 


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?(>.   The  Dying  Christum* 

Mil's  full  of  glory,  Inspiring  inv  tonsue, 
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-.  .- 1 : i « i  tell  of  hit!  charms, 
And  beg  tbem  to  Lear  me  to  bis  loving  arms. 

Ink!  they're  descending  to  hear  while  I  sins, 
w  eU  plea*  d  to  h»ar  mortals  praising  their  king  ; 

0  !  angels,— O  !  angels,  my  soul's  In  a  fiame, 

1  faint  in  iweet  rapture  at  Jesus's  name. 

3  Oh,  Jesus  !  oh,  Jesui !  thou  balm  of  my  soul, 

' Tv\  m  thou,  my  dear  Jesus,  that  made  my  heart  whole ; 
Oh,  bring  me  to  view  thee,  thou  precious  sweet  King, 
In  oceans  of  glory  thy  praises  to  sing. 

'  Bpirit !  attend  me,  till  Jesus  shall  come, 
Protect  ami  defend  me  until  I'm  call'd  home  ; 
Though  worms  my  poor  body  may  claim  as  their  prey, 
'Twili  outshine  when  rising,  the  sun  at  noonday. 

inn  shall  be  darken'd,  the  moon  turn'd  to  blood, 
liiiains  all  mi  It  at  the  pretence  of  God  ; 

Kill  lightning!  may  Hash,  and  lo-;.}  thunders  may  roar, 
:is  cannot  daur.t  me  on  Canaan's  blest  shore. 

6  A  Etimpte  of  bright  glory  surprises  my  soul, 

I  sink  in  swi  •  .  lew  the  bright  goal ; 

My  soul,  while  I'm  singing,  is  leaping  to  go, 
Toll  moment  for  heaven  I'd  leave  all  below. 

7  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren, — my  Lord  bids  me  come  ; 
Farewell,  my  dear  sisters, — I'm  now  going  home  ; 
Brii::.  whispering  so  sweet  in  my  ear, — 
Away  to  my  Savior  my  spirit  they'll  bear. 

8  I'm  going, — Vm  going  ;— but  what  do  I  see  ! 
'Tis  Jesus  in  glory  appears  unto  me; 

I'm  goiiiL', —  I'm  going, —  I'm  going, — I'm  gone  ! — 
Oh,  gloiy  !  oh,  glory  : — 'tis  done, — it  is  done. 

9  To  the  regions  of  glory  the  spirit  is  fled, 
And  left  this  poor  body  inactive  and  dead; 
Willi  angelic  armies  for  ever  to  blaze, 

On  Jesus  s  beauties  for  ever  to  gaze. 

10  When  the  six  seals  shall  open,  the  trumpet  shall  sound, 
To  awake  God's  dear  children,  that  sle^p  under  ground  ; 
Their  souls'  and  their  bodies  shall  then  join  in  one, 
And  each  from  their  Savior  receive  a  bright  crown. 


DISCIPLE.  8.  7.  D. 


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77.   Taking  up  the  Cross. 

-  tare  taken, 

All  *o  leave,  and  foilow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

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

All  I've  Bought,  or  hoped,  or  known, 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me; 
They  have  left  my  Savior  too; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me — 

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

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me; 
Show  thy  tace,  and  all  is  bright. 
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90 


Hymn  continued 


3  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  call'd  thee  Abba,  Father, 

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

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Oh  !  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

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

Were  that  joy  unmix'd  with  thee. 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation ; 

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

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

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

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Arm'd  by  faith,  and  wing'd  by  prayer, 
Heaven's  eternal  days  before  thee, 

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

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

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


EDEN  OF  LOVE. 

|]  D    ■!  JOHN  J.  HICKS. 


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wri  rrsn  n  w.  c.  tillou. 

1  How  iweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that  await  me, 

In  yon  baesful  region,  the  haven  of  reel. 

Where  glorified  spa  its  with  welcome  thall  greet  me, 

And  lead  DM  to  man-ions  prepared  lor  the  blest; 
Encircled  in  light,  and  with  glory  enshrouded, 
Mf  happineai  perfect,  ray  mind's  sky  unclouded, 
Til  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  pleasure  unbounded, 
And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden  of  Love. 

2  While  angelic  legions,  with  harps  tuned  celestial, 

Harmoniously  join  in  the  concert  of  praise, 
The  saints,  as  they  flock  from  the  regions  terrestrial, 

In  loud  hallelujahs  their  voices  will  raise  : 
Then  songs  to  the  Lamb  shall  re-echo  through  heaven, 
My  soul  will  respond,  To  Immanuel  be  given 
All  flory,  all  honor,  all  might  and  dominion, 

Who  brought  us  through  grace  to  the  Eden  of  Love. 

3  Then  hail,  blessed  state  !  Hail,  ye  songsters  of  glory1 

Ye  harpers  of  bliss,  soon  I'll  "meet  you  above! 
And  join  your  full  choir  in  rehearsing  the  story, 

M  Salvation  from  Borrow,  through  Jesus's  love  :" 
Though  'prison'd  in  earth,  yet  by  anticipation, 
Already  my  soul  feels  a  sweet  prelibation, 
Of  joys  that  await  me,  when  freed  from  probation: 

My  heart's  now  in  Heaven,  tlve  Eden  of  Love. 


94 


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95 


79.  For  the  Monthly  Concert. 

Written  for  the  Lyre. 

1  Os  Thlbet*i  ■Dow-capc  moun- 

burning]  -and. 

16  li'Ty  fountains 
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on, 
Tin*  i  <>und, 

Tl:--  herald*  <>l"  salvation 

-pel  trumpet  sound. 

2  In  irolden  armor  blazing 
They  preas  their  onward  way, 

And  high  in  air  upraising, 

The  glorioui  eroa  d  - 
Awa>  'lirir  weapon*  hurling, 

The  warring  nations  cease, 
And  hail  with  joy,  unfurling 

The  banneret  of  peace. 

3  Where  sin  hath  fix'd  herdwell- 

i  tilt. 
Where  Death  the  tyrant  reiens, 
The  heavenly  notes  are  swelling 

In  loudest,  sweetest  strains; 
They  l>rr ailie— the  bones  are  sha- 
ken. 
And  clothed  with  flesh,  arise,— 
Thev  bid  the  dead  awaken 
To  f Joy  la  the  skies. 


4  What   though   hell's   fiery  re- 
Pour  forth  iheir dread  array! 

Look  up  I— angelic  legion* 
Attend  you  on  your  way. 

March  on.  ye  sons  of  heaven, 
This  luce:  I  -  ng— 

"The  heathen  shall  be  given 
To  Christ  our  glorious  King." 
D.  D. 

£0.    TJic  Lore  of  God. 

1  To  thee,  in  each  bright  morning, 

Father  of  all,  we  pray  ; 
While  thought  and  fancy  dawn- 
ins, 

Lead  on  the  rising  day  ; 
To  thee  in  life's  last  even, 

We'll  tune  our  feebler  breath; 
Hear  all  our  sins  forgiven, 

And  softly  sleep  in  death 


2  When  from  death's  sleep  we 
'waken, 

No  fears  shall  us  surprise  ; 
All  earthly  things  forsaken, 

What  joys  shall  meet  our  eyes! 
With  raptures  then  increasing, 

For  ever  we'll  rejoire  ; 
And  praises  never-ceasing, 

Shall  wake  each  tuneful  voice. 


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1  Uriah  ||  the  road  that  leads  to 

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Butu  I  narrow  path, 

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2  "  Deny  thyxlt*,   and   take   thy 

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3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and 

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And  makes  his  own  destruction 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be 

vain  ; 
my  heart  entirely  now  ; 

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Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

82.   TJic  Heart  of  Stone. 

1  Oh  !  for  a  glance  of  heavenly 

day. 
To  take  this  stubborn  stone  away, 
And  thaw  with  beams  oflove  di- 
vine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of 
mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth 

can  quake ; 
The  sea  can  roar  ;  the  mountains 

shake  ; 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some 

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3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast 

felt, 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would 
men; 

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And  Bottling  move  this  h. 

mine. 

4  Thy  judgments,  too,  unmoral  I 

hear, 
(Amazing  thought!)  which  devils 

tear  : 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  com 

bine, 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  Bvt  something  yet  can  do  the 

deed ; 
And  that  dtar  something  much  I 

need  : 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
And  move  and  melt  this  heart  of 

mine. 

83.   Is  there  no  Hope  ? 
Written  fur  the  Lyre. 

1  Is  there   no   hope  ?    O  sinner, 

Turn  not  away  from  heaven  thy 

face, 
Despise  no  more  God's  holy  laws 
Ream  not  his  inviting  grace. 

2  Is  there  no  hope  1  That  word 

recal, 
Thy  steps  retrace,  nor  dare  delay, 
Lest,  ere  thou  turn,  God's  anger 

fall, 
And  hope  for  ever  flee  away. 

3  Is  there  no  hope  ?  Yes,  sinner, 

yes— 
Repent,  and  to  the  Savior  fly  : 
Will  he  be  deaf  to  your  distress, 
Who  listens  when  the  ravens  cry  1 

4  Return  !— the  bow  of  promise 

mark 
Above  where  Death's  dark  billows 

roar, 
For,  soon,  when  sinks  thy  fragile 

bark, 
Twii]  shine  upon  thy  soul  no 

more.  D.  D. 


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Angels  and  men  before  it  Tall, 
Ami  devils  fear  ami  fly. 

2  J. '-u<,  ibe  Name  to  lianeri  dear, 
The  Name  to  sinners  (riven  ! 

I:       itten  all  tln'ir  cuilt  and  h-ar  ; 
It  turns  their  ball  to  heaven. 

3  Jeana    the    prisoner's    fetters 

breaks. 
Anil  bruieei  Satan's  head  ; 
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iks, 
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4  O  that  the  world  might  taste 

and  see 
The  riches  of  his  trrace  ; 
The  arms  of  love    that  compass 
me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

5  His  only  righteousness  1  show, 
His  saving  truth  proclaim  : 

'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
To  cry,  "  Heboid  the  Lamb:" 

8  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 
I  may  but  gasp  his  Name  ! 

Preach   him    to   all,   and   cry  in 
death, 
"Behold,  behold  the  Lamb!1 


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1  S;ii\f,  mighty  God,   on   Zion 

shine, 
With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our 

And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

2  When    shall    thy   name,  from 

shore  to  shore, 
Bonnd  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
And    distant   nations   know  and 
love 
r  Savior  and  their  God  ? 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,   ye  distant 

lands, 

Sins  loud  with  solemn  voice  ; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

4  Earth  shall  obey  his  high  com- 

mand, 
And  yield  a  full  increase  : 
Our  Gcd  will  crown   his  ciiosen 

land 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace. 

5  God,   the   Redeemer,    scatters 

round 
Lis  choicest  favors  here, 
While     the    creation's     utmost 
bound 
Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 


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101 


86.  An  Interest  in  CJuist. 


1  And  can  it  ho  that  I  should  nain 

An  Interact  In  tbe  Savior's  Mood  ? 
Di»d  be  tor  roe,  who  caused  his  pain  ? 
D  him  to  death  pursued  ? 
Amazim;  love  !  bow  can  it  be, 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  shouldst  die  for  me  ! 

2  Ti-  mystery  all  !    The  Immortal  dies  ! 

Who  can  explore  his  stranze  design  ! 
■a  vain  the  llm-boni  seraph  tries 

ba  of  love  divine  ! 
'Tis  mercy  all  !  let  earth  adore  : 
Let  angel-minds  inquire  no  more. 

3  He  left  his  Father's  throne  ahove  ; 

(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  nisht : 
Thine  eye  diffused  a  quickening  ray  ; 

I  woke  ;  the  dungeon  darned  with  light  ! 
My  chains  fell  off,  my  heart  was  free, 
I  rose,  went  forth,  and  foUow'd  thee. 

5  No  condemnation  now  I  dread, 

-    and  all  in  him,  is  mine  ! 
Alive  in  him,  my  living  Head, 

And  clothed  in  righteousness  divine, 
Bold  I  approach  the  eternal  throne, 
And  claim  the  crown,  through  Christ,  my  own. 

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1  And  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 

With  nature*!  Hern  decree? 
What  after  death  forme  remains? 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains, 

To  all  eternity. 


4  No  matter  which  my  thought* 

employ; 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy  ; 

But  oh  !  when  both  shall  end, 
Where  shall  I  find  my  destined 

place  ? 
Shall  I  my  everlasting  days 
With  fiends,  or  angels,  spend  1 


2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  5  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  be- 
neath, 

While  God  prolongs  the  kind  re-  But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

prieve,  That  never,  never  die?  ! 

And  props  the  house  of  clay:  How    make    my    own    election 

My  sole  concern,  mv  single  care,  sure  ; 

To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  pre-  And  when   I  fail  on  earth,  §e- 

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For  worldly  hope  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone  : 
If  now  the  judne  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  be- 
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The  inexorable  throne ! 


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way 
To  glorious  happiness ! 
Ah !   write   the    pardon   on    my 

heart ! 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart 
Let  me  depart  in  peace  ! 


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105 


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1  To  the  haven  of  thy  breast, 
O  Son  nl  Man.  I  fly  ! 

Be  my  reins*'  and  my  rest, 
For,  O  !  the  Btortn  is  high  ! 

Save  me  from  the  furious  blast ; 

A  covert  from  the  tempest  be  ! 
Hide  me,  Jesus,  till  o'erpast 

The  storm  of  sin  I  see. 

2  Welcome  as  the  water-spring 
To  a  dry,  barren  place  ; 

O  descend  on  me  and  bring 
Thy  sweet  refreshing  urace  ! 

O'er  a  parch'd  and  weary  land. 
As    a    great    rock    extends    its 
shade, 

Hide  me,  Savior,  with  thy  hand, 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

3  In  the  time  of  my  distress 
Thou  hast  my  succor  been, 

In  my  utter  helplessness. 
Restraining  me  from  sin  ; 


O  how  swiftly  didst  thou  move 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour! 

Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 
And  shield  me  with  thy  power. 

4  First  and  last  in  me  perform 
The  work  thou  hast  begun: 

Be  my  shelter  from  the  storm, 

My  shadow  from  the  sun  : 
Weary,  parch'd  with   thirst,  and 
faint, 
Till    thou    the   abiding    Spirit 
breathe, 
Every  moment.  Lord,  \  want 
The  merit  of  thy  death. 

5  Never  shall  T  want  it  less, 
When  thou  the  ui ft  hast  given, 

Fill'd  me  with  thy  righteousness, 
And  seal'd  the  heir  of  heaven ; 

I  shall  hang  upon  my  God, 
Till  I  thy  perfect  giory  see  ; 

Till  the  sprinkling  of  thy  blood 
Shall  speak  me  up  to  thee. 


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1  Come,  thou  fount  of  every  bless- 
ing, 
Tune    my   heart    to   sing   thy 
grace ; 
Strpams  of  mprey  never  ceasinc, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  t/y  flaming  tongues  above : 


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Mount    of  God's    unchanging 
love. 

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Hither  by  thy  he'p  I'm  come ; 
And   I   hope,  by  thy  good  plea- 
sure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 


103 


Hymns  continued. 


Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wandering  from  the  fold  of 
God; 

He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  O  !  to  grace,  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constraint  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind   my  wandering  heart  to 
thee  ! 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my   heart,    O  !  take  and 
seal  it ; 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 


90.  Christian  Comfort. 

1  Tempted,  tossed,  troubled  spi- 

rit, 
Dost  thou  groan  beneath  thy 
load! 
Fearing  thou  shalt  not  inherit 
In  the  kingdom  of  thy  God  1 
View  thy  Savior  on  the  mountain, 

In  temptation's  painful  hour ; 
Though  of  grace  himself  the  foun- 
tain, 
And    the    Lord    of   boundless 
power. 

2  Do  thy  blooming  prospects  Ian 

guish  ? 
Say^t  thou  still,  "  I'm  not  his 
child?" 
View  thy  S-avior's  dreadful  an- 
guish, 
Famish'd  in  the  gloomy  wild. 
Not  a  step  in  a.l  thy  journey, 
Through   this   gloomy  vale  of 
tears, 
But  thy  Lord  hath  trod  before 
thee, 
And  thy  way  to  glory  clears. 


3  Though  through  seas  of  tribu- 

lation 
Jesus  calis  thee  here  to  go, 
He  hath  wrought  thy  great  salva- 
tion 
In  far  deeper  seas  of  wo. 
Jesus,  though  by  God  anointed, 

Christ,  the  co-eternal  Son, 
As  by  love  divine  appointed, 
Treads  the  wine-pr^ss  all  alone. 

4  Sinks  thy  soul  in  waves  of  sor- 

row? 
Pass  o'er  Kedron's  rolling  flood 
Witness  there  the  doleful  horror 

Of  the  suffering  Son  of  God. 
There  the  victim  groaning,  weep- 
ing 
Bears  the  wrath  of  God  alone, 
While    his    senseless    followers 
sleeping, 
Scarce  regard  a  single  groan. 

5  On  the  chilly  ground  extended, 
Lo,  he  takes  the  bitter  cup ! 

With  Almighty  vengeance  blend- 
ed, 
Drinks   the   dreadful   contents 
up; 
Now  the  avenging  sword  pursues 
him 
Up  to  Calvary's  rugged  brow : 
There  the   wrath  of  God    doth 
bruise  him, 
But  my  soul  escapes  the  blow. 

6  Glory,  honor,  power,  and  blcss- 

ins, 
Be  unto  the  Father  given  : 
Sing  his  praises  without  ceasing, 
Sons  of   earth,    and   hosts  ot 
heaven. 
Glory  be  to  Christ  the  Savior, 
Who  hath  bought  us  with  hl# 
blood  ; 
Glory  to  the  blessed  Spirit, 
Glory  to  the  mighty  God. 


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91.   17ie  Banquet  above. 

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  Who  in  Jesus  confide, 
We  are  bold  to  outride 

The  storms  of  affliction  beneath  ' 
With  the  prophet  we  soar 
To  the  heavenly  shore, 

And  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. 


4  Who  on  earth  can  conceive 
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  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb 


IIvmns  continued. 


Ill 


7  Our  forehemdi  proclaim 

Sable  DIM  ; 
Our  bodies  hi<  |k>nr  display  ; 

A  day  without  night, 

We  rem  m  hi^  mJu  : 
An 4  ttei  »•  day. 

98,  BWr  qf  Salvation. 

1  Aw  w  with  our  fears  ! 
The  L-iad  norning  appears, 

Wlm  an   heir  of  Salvation   was 
horn  ! 
From  Jehovah  I  ranif, 
Poi  bis  glory  I  am, 

And  to  Dim  1  with  singing  return. 

2  Thee,  Jesus,  alone, 
The  Fountain  I  own. 

Of  my  life  and  felicity  here  : 
And  cheerfully  ring 
My  Redeemer  and  Km*:, 

Till  his  siu'n    in  the  beavem  ap 

pear. 

I  With  thanks  I  rej 

In  thy  fatherly  choice 
Of  my  state  and  condition  below  : 

It'  of  parents  l  came, 

Who  honor'd  thy  nanif, 
Twaa  lay  wisdom  appointed  it  so. 

4  I  sing  of  thy  grace, 
From  my  earliest  days. 

Ever  near  to  allure  and  defend  ; 

Hitherto  hast  thou  been 

My  Preserver  from  sin, 
And  I  trust  thou  wilt  save  to  the 
end. 

5  O  the  infinite  cares, 

And  temptations  and  snares, 
Thy   hand    hath    conducted    me 
through  ! 

O  the  blessings  bestow'd 

By  a  bountiful  God. 
And  the  mercies  eternally  new 

6  What  a  mercy  is  this  ; 
What  a  heaven  of  bliss. 


How  unspeakably  happy  am  I ! 
Gatnerd  into  thy  fold, 
With  thy  people  enroll'd, 

With  thy  p<  ople  to  live  and  to  die! 

7  O  the  coodness  of  God, 
In  employing  ■  clod, 

His  tribute  of  glory  to  raise; 
His  standard  to  bear, 
And  with  triumph  declare, 

His  unspeakable  riches  of  grace  ! 

8  O  the  fathomless  love, 
That  has  deign'd  to  approve, 

A  nd  prosper  the  work  of  my  hands! 

With  my  pastoral  crook 
I  unit  over  the  brook, 
And    behold    I   am  spread   into 
bands  ! 

9  Who,  I  ask  in  amaze, 
Hath  begotten  me  these  1 

And   inquire   from  what  quarter 
they  came  ; 
My  full  heart  it  replies, 
They  are  born  from  the  skies, 
And  gives  glory  to  God  and  the 
Lamb. 

10  All  honor  and  praise 
To  the  Father  of  grace, 

To  the  Spirit  and  Son,  I  return ! 
The  business  pursue 
He  hath  made  me  to  do, 

And  rejoice  that  I  ever  was  born. 

11  Tn  a  rapture  of  joy, 
My  life  I  employ, 

The  God  of  my  life  to  proclaim  ; 

'Tis  worth  living  for  this, 

To  administer  bliss, 
And  salvation  in  Jesus's  name. 

12  My  remnant  of  days 
I  spend  in  his  praise, 

Who  died  the  whole  world  to  re- 
deem : 

Be  they  many  or  few, 

My  days  are  his  due, 
And  they  all  are  devoted  to  him. 


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1  O  Zion  !  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 

Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  man  can  save 
With  darkness  surrounded   by  terrors  dismay'd, 
In  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is  decay'd. 

2  Loud  roaring,  the  billows  now  nigh  overwhelm 
But  skilful 's  the  pilot,  who  sits  at  the  helm ; 

His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  Ids  power  thee  defends, 
In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 

3  "O  fearful !  O  faithless!"  in  mercy  he  cries; 
"My  promise,  my  truth,  are  ihey  light  in  thine  eyes 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall  stand, 
Through  tempest  and  tossiDg,  I'll  bring  thee  to  land. 

4  ■  Forget  thee,  I  will  not,  I  cannor ; — thy  name 
Engraved  on  my  heart  doth  for  ever  remain ! 
The  palms  of  my  hands  while  I  look  on,  I  see 
The  wounds  I  received,  when  suffering  for  thee. 

5  "I  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy  sigiis  and  thy  groans, 
For  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my  bonei; 
In  all  thy  distresses  thy  head  feels  the  pain ; 

Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vaiu. 

6  "  Then  trust  me,  and  fear  not ;  thy  life  is  secure , 
My  wis  lorn  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power; 

In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 

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Take  the  King  of  glory  in  !" 

2  Him  though  highest  heaven  re- 

ceives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own  : 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
Next  himself  prepares  a  place,' 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 


3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say,) 
Taken  from  the  world  away, 
See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  : 
Grant,  though   parted   from  our 

■ight, 
Hich  ahove  yon  azure  height, — 
Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise — 
Following  thee  heyond  the  skies. 

4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking  when   our    Lord    shall 

come — 
Looking  for  a  happier  home  : 
There   we   shall    with    thee   re 

main, 
Partners  of  thy  endless  reign  ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  3ee— 
Find   a  heaven  of  heavens   in 

thee. 


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96     Walking  with  God. 

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DUN, 

And  sin's  itrong  fetters  broke, 
Careful  without  caw  I  am, 
Noi  feel  my  «  a>\  yoke  : 

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,:.  for  men  ■  Lord. 

2  To  the  desert  or  the  cell, 
Let  others  blindly  fly, 

In  this  evil  world  I  dwell, 

Nor  fear  its  enmity  : 
Hi  re  I  find  an  house  of  prayer, 

To  which  1  inwardly  retire  ; 
Walking  unconcern'd  in  care, 

And  unconsumed  in  tire. 

3  O  that  all  the  world  night  know 
Of  living.  Lord,  to  thee, 

Find  their  heaven  Begun  below, 

here  thy  co< 
Walk  in  all  the  works  prepared 

By  thee  to  exercise  their  grace, 
Till  they  gain  their  lull  reward, 

And  see  thee  face  to  face. 


96.   Saved  by  Grace. 

their    virtue 


1    Let    the   world 
boast, 

Their  works  of  righteousness 
I,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost, 

Am  freely  saved  by  grace  ; 
Other  title  I  disclaim  ; 

This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 


2  Happy  they  whose  joys  abound, 
Like  Jordan'i  BweJHng  n 

Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have 
found, 

And  give  the  praise  to  him  ; 
Meaneat  foUowei  of  the  Lamb, 

\\\<  Btetti  I  at  a  distance  see  ; 
I  the  chief  of  >inners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 


3   I,    like    Gideon's    fleece,    am 
found, 
T'nwater'd  still  and  dry  ; 
While  the  dew  on  all  around, 

Falls  plenteous  from  the  sky  ; 
V» A  Bjy  Lord  1  cannot  blame, 

Savior's  grace  for  all  is 

I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 


f  lie  will  lift  me  up, 

P<      [of  him  have  need  ; 
I  en       >t  give  up  my  hope, 

'i      ago  I  am  cold  and  dead  ; 
To  1  .  .in;  fire  on  earth  he  came  ; 

O  that  it  now  might  kindled  be  1 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 


5  Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 

And  thou  in  me  wilt  live  ; 
I  shall  feel  thy  death  applied 

I  shall  thy  fife  receive  : 
Yet  when  melted  in  the  flame 

Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my 
plea, — 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 


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1   Wiikv   linju-T  ind  di><  I 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
iweel    t"    Kpok    beyond    my 

And  lOflBJ  to  fly  away. 

:  t<>  lo.-k-  inward,  and  attend 
Tnr  whispers  of  Jiis  love  : 

to  look  upward,  to  the  place 
Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my 

name 
In  Dfe'fl  lair  book  set  down  ; 
Swr.'t  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
rial  joys  my  own. 

4  Bwectto reflect  howgracedivino 
My  rin  on  lean  laid  ; 

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a  of  Buffering  paid. 

5  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to 

stand, 
Which  saves  from  second  death  ; 
Sweet  to  experience,  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quickening  breath. 

6  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 
Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 

Swe-t  on  his  covenant  of  grace, 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

7  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 
To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 

Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  Know  no  will  but  his. 

8  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the 

streams, 
What  must  the  fountain  be, 


Where   saints   and    angels  draw 
their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee  ! 


98.  A  Lively  Hope. 

1  Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope 
That   when    my    change   shall 

come, 
Angela  will  hover  round  my  bed, 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

2  There    shall    my   disembodied 

soul 
View  Jesus  and  adore  ; 
Be  with  his  likeness  satisfied, 
Arid  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

3  Shall  see  him  wear  that  very 

flesh 
On  which  my  guilt  was  lain  ; 
His  love  intense,  his  merit  fresh, 
As  though  but  newly  slain. 

4  Soon  too   my  slumbering  dust 

shall  hear 
Thetrumpet'squickeningsound, 
And  by  my  Savior's  power  rebuilt, 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

5  If  such  the  views  whieh  grace 

unfolds, 
Weak  as  it  is  below ; 
What  raptures  must  the  church 
above 
In  Jesus'  presence  know ! 

6  O  may  the  unction  of   these 

truths, 
For  ever  with  me  stay  ; 
Till   from    her  sinful   cage    disr 
miss'd, 
My  spirit  flies  away. 


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the  sun 

run  ; 
y  rise 

•m   thy  mispcnt  time   that's 

I  .  u  if 'twere  thy  'nst : 

I  >rove  ihy  talents  taked'. 

the  greet  day  thyself  prepare. 

-    be  si;. cere, 
noonday  clear: 
Think   how  tJ  I  lod,  Uiy 


4  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  n 

And  with  the  angels  hoar  thy  part  , 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing, 
Glory  to  thee,  eternal  King. 

5  I  wake,  T  wake,  ye  heavenly  choir  ; 
May  your  devotion  me  inspire  ; 
That  1  like  you  my  age  may  spend, 

Like  you  may  on  my  God  attend. 

6  May  I  like  you  in  God  delight. 

...  day  Ions  my  God  in  sight; 
Perform  like  you  my  Maker's  will : 

0  !  may  I  never  more  do  ill. 

7  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refiesh'd  me  while  I  slept : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  1  from  death  shall 

wake, 

1  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

8  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  <:■ 
Guard  my  first  spring  of  thought  and 

will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

9  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day. 
All  1  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their 

might. 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

10  Praise  God.  from  whom  all  bless- 

ings flow, 
Praisr  him,  all  creitures  here  below  : 
Praise  him  above,  ye  angelic  host ; 
Praise  Father  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


100.  MormniT. 

il !  with  rapture  rise  ! 
And,  lill'd  with  love  and  fear,  ndore 
The  awful  Sovereign  • 

:iercy  lends  me  one  day  more. 

9  And  may  this  day,  indulgent  Power! 
Not  idly  pass  nor  fruilfc  - 
Hut  may  <  o  n  swiftly  dying  hour 
Still  mam  bring  my  soul  to  Thee ! 

It  Hut  can  it  be?  that  Power  divine 
Is  throned  in  light*!  unbounded  blaze ; 
And  countless  worlds  and  angels  join 
i  the  glorious  song  ot  praise: 

>  lend  an  ear. 
When  I,  poor  abject  mortal,  pray? 
5  undleas  goodness !  he  will  heaCi 

Sot  cast  the  meanest  wretch  away. 

")  Tbt  n  let  me  serve  thee  all  my  days, 
And    may   my   zeal   with   years   in- 
crease : 
For  pleasant.  Lord,  are  all  thy  ways. 
And  ail  thy  paths  are  paths  of  peace. 

101.  Morning. 

1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 
1  safely  pass'd  the  silent  night ; 
Again  1  see  the  breaking  shade, 

1  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  1  bless  the  waking  hour, 
Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to 

thee ! 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various 

maze, 
My  doubtful  feet  are  doom'd  to  tread ; 
And  spread    thy  shield's  protecting 

blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress  ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away. 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine 

eyes; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day — 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies  I 


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I  G  -  night, 

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'I  .  have  done  ; 

That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
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Triumphing  rise  at  the  last  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repots, 
And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids 

close: 
Sleep,  that  may  me  more  vigorous 

make, 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

f  When  in  the  night  1  steepleei  Be, 
My  tool  with  heavenly  thoughts  sup- 
ply : 
Let  do  ill  dreamt  disturb  my  - 
Tso  po*  ■  me  molest. 

6  Let  my  blest  Guardian,  while  I 

steep. 

His  watchful  station  near  mo  keep; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 
And  guard  me  from  the  approach  of 

7  May  he  celestial  joys  rehearse, 
And  thought  to  thought  with  me  con- 
verge, 

Or,  in  my  stead,  all  the  night  long, 
Sing  to  my  God  a  grateful  song. 

8  Lord,  let  my  soul  for  ever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care; 

'Tis   heaven    on  earth,   'tis   heaven 

above. 
To  see  thy  face,  to  sing  ihy  love. 

P  O  when  shall  T,  in  endless  day, 
For  ever  chase  dark  sleep  away. 
And  hymn^.  divine  with  angels  sing, 
Glory  to  thee,  eternal  King  ! 

10  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  bless- 

Praise  him.  all  creatures  here  below  ■ 
Praise  him  above,  ye  aneelic  host ; 
Praise  Faiher,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost. 


1 03.   Evening. 

I    '.     it  God!   to  thee  my  evening 

song 
With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  : 

()  Iff  thy  mercy  tunc  rny  longoe, 
And  till  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

-  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  every  onward  rolling  hour, 
Arc  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

.'}  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched 

heart, 
Too  oft  retrardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful  can  from  thee  depart, 
And  fioin  the  path  of  duty  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 
Of  Christ,  my  Lord  ;  his  name  alone 
1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

5  With   hope  in  him  mine  eyelids 

cli  - 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose. 
And  wake  with  praises  to  thyi^amo 


104.  Night. 

1  When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie. 
Still  courting  sleep,  which  still  will 

fly, 
Then  shall  reflection's  brighter  power 
Illume  the  lone  and  midnight  hour. 

2  If  hush'd  the  breeze,  and  calm  tho 

tide. 
Soft  will  the  stream  of  memory  glide, 
And  all  the  past,  a  gentle  train, 
Waked  by  remembrance,  live  again. 

3  If  loud    the  wind,    the   tempest 

high, 
And  darkness  wraps  the  sullen  sky, 
I  muse  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
And  sigh,  O  Lord,  to  come  to  thee. 

4  Toss'd  on  the  deep  and  swelling 

wave, 
O  mark  my  tremblins  soul,  and  safe* 
Give  to  my  view  that  harbor  near, 
Where  thou  wilt  chase  each  grie* 

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105.  Brotherly  Love. 

1  How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 
Kindred  and  friends  agree  : 

Each  in  his  proper  station  move, 
And  each  fulfil  his  part, 
With  sympathizing 

In  all  the  cares  of  Life  arid 

2  'Tis  like  the  ointment  shed 
On  Aaron's  tacn  d  bead, 

Divinely  rich,  divi:.- 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

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Ran  through  his  robes,  and  blest 
his  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain, 
That  water  all  the  plain. 

Descending  from  the  neishboring 

hills"; 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 

Through  every  friendly  soul, 

Where   love   like   heavenly  dew 

distils. 

106.  Public  Worship. 

3  How  pleased  and  blest  was  I, 

To  hear  the  people  cry, 
u  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to- 
day :" 
•  i  th  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We'll  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors 

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2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength   embrace 
thee  round  ! 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound 


3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Hal  fix*d  his  royal  throne; 
tf  for  grace  and  judgment 
there : 
He  bids  the  saint  be  glad, 
He  makes  the  sinner  sad, 
And   humble  souls  rejoice  with 
fear. 


4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest: 
The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 

A   thousand    blessings    on    him 
rest ! 


5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
u  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  ! 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindred 
dwell :" 
And  ^ince  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 

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I  Glory  to  Jem  for  bis  love, 
Plowing  to  ever)  nation, 
Bowels  ol  sweet  compassion  move, 
( MTering  free  solvation* 

Here  may  the  poor,  the  lame,  tlie  blind, 
Every  needed  blessing  find  : 
Justice  and  mercy  here  combine, 
Offering  free  salvation. 

I  Sinners,  repair  to  Jesus'  arms, 
Why  will  you  slight  his  favor  ? 

Now  he  invites  you  to  his  charms, 
Willing  to  lie  your  Savior. 

O  that  you  would  on  him  believe, 

All  your  transgressioni  he'll  forgive; 

Comfort  and  peace  shall  you  receive, 
Flowing  from  Christ  for  ever. 

3  Now  is  the  time,  no  more  delay. 

Fly  from  the  path  of  nature; 
Fear  not  what  scoffing  sinners  say  ; 

Yield  to  your  great  Creator. 
So  shall  your  dying  souls  obtain 
Freedom  from  all  your  guilt  and  pain; 
So  shall  you  soon  in  glory  reign, 

Praising  your  great  Creator. 

4  Then  shall  the  heavenly  arches  ring— 

11  Glory  to  God  our  Savior!" 
Angels  and  saints  shall  join  to  sing 

Praises  for  all  his  favor. 
Then  shall  the  theme  of  perfect  love, 
Sounding  through  all  the  courts  above. 
Every  tuneful  passion  move, 

Praising  the  Lord  for  ever. 


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1  How  firm  ;i  foundation,  ye  saints  of  t he  Lord, 

[i  bid  for  \ » >ur  faith  in  his  excellent  word ; 

\Vh  it  motc  can  be  saj  than  to  you  be  hath  said? 

You,  who  unto  Jesus,  fnr  refuge  have  fled. 

2  In  every  condition — in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 

At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
As  thy  days  may  demand,  so  thy  succor  shall  be. 

3  "Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee;  O  he  not  dismay'd ! 
For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  thee  o'erflow; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  di.-n 

5  "When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply; 

The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 

And  then,  when  grey  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  "The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  cannot  desert  to  his  foes; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never — no,  never — no,  never  forsake  !" 


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1  See  the  Lord  of  L'lory  dying, 
See  Dim  gasping,  bear  him  crying, 

See  his  burthen'd  bosom  ' 
Look,   ye  sinners,  ye  that  hung 

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Look,  how  deep  your  sins  have 
stun?  him  ; 
Dying  sinners,  look  and  live. 


2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains 

shaking, 
Earth  unto  her  centre  quaking, 

Nature's  groans  awake  the  dead; 
Look    on   Phoebus,    struck   with 

wonder, 
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Smite    the    blest    Redeemer's 
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3  Heaven's  bright  melodious  le- 
gions, 
Chanting  to  the  tuneful  regions, 
Cease    to    trill    the    quivering 
string : 
Songs  seraphic  all  suspended, 
Till  the  mighty  war  is  ended 
By  the  all-victorious  King  : 


4  Hell,  and  all  the  powers  infer' 

nal, 
Vanquished  by  the  King  eternal, 

When  he  pour'd  the  vital  flood  . 
By  his  groans,  which  shook  crea- 
tion, 
Lo  :  we  round  the  proclamation, 
'Peace  and  pardon  through  his 
blood.' 

5  Bhout,  ye  saints,  with  admira- 

tion ; 
Fill  with  songs  the  wide  creation, 

Since  he's  risen  from  the  crave: 
Bhout  with  joy  and  acclamation, 
To  the  rock  of  your  salvation. 

Who  alone  hath  power  to  save. 

G  Rear  with  patience  tribulation, 
Overcoming  all  temptation, 

'Till  the  glorious  jubilee  ; 
Soon  he'll  come,  with  bursts  of 

thunder, 
Then  shall  we  adore  and  wonder, 

Singing  on  the  highest  key. 

7  See  the  blissful  scene  before  us ; 
Join  the  universal  chorus; 

Bid  the  flowing  numbers  rise  ! 
Songs  immortal  sweetly  sounding, 
Notes  angelic  loud  rebounding, 

Trembling  round  the  vocal  skies. 


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3  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  gin, 
And    make    my    guilty    conscience 

clean ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  rye?. 

4  My  fipi  with  shame  my  mm  con- 

-•  thy  law,  ■gainst  thy  grace  ; 
"Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  se- 


5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my 

breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  depth ; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy 

word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise 

there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

111.  Mourning  for  Sin. 

1  Oh !  give  me,  Lord,  my  6ins  to 

mourn, 
My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn  ; 
Give  me,  with  broken  heart  to  see     • 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2  Oh,  could  I  gain  the  mountain's 

height, 
And  gaze  upon  the  wondrous  sisht : 
O  that  with  Salem's  dayehter-.  1 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Savior  die. 

3  I'd  hang  around  his  feet  and  cry, 
Lord,  save  a  sou.  condemn'd  to  die  ; 
And   let  a  wretch  come  near   thy 

throne, 
To  plead  the  merit*  of  thy  Son. 

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4  Father  of  merry,  drop  th  r  frown. 
And  give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son  ; 

h  my  broken  heart  comply, 
m,  or  I  die. 

5  I  I  I  .■  id,  deny  me  what  fhou  wilt, 
[f  thou  wilt  ease  me  of  my  guilt ; 
Good  Ivord,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 

0  save  me,  Jesus,  or  1  die. 

118,  .4  Dying  Savior. 

1  Strctch'd  on  the  cross,  the  Savior 

dies, 
Hurk  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  : 

:.i  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide. 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 
And    flows    from    every    breeding 

wound  ; 
The  vita!  stream,  how  free  it  flows. 
To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  foes. 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  wo, 
Where  mingling  grief  and   wonder 

flow. 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  im- 

part, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart ! 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

113.  Frailty  of  Man. 

1  Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days! 
Teach  me  to  know  how  fi  ail  1  am, 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praiae. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span, 
A  little  point  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  best  is  dying  man  ! 
How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  feari. 

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  Oh.  be  a  nobler  portion  mine ; 
My  God.  I  bow  before  thy  throne, 
Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hopes  on  thee  alone. 


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II. I  triumph  shail  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation, 

To  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God, 
Who  sits  oo  the  throne, 
Let  all  cry  aloud, 

And  honor  the  Son  ; 
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The  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  races. 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right  ; 

All  glory  and  rower, 

And  wisdom  and  might  ; 
All  honor  and  bleasi 

With  angels  above. 
And  thanks  never-ceasing, 

And  Infinite  love. 

115.  Blessedness  of  a  Believer. 

1  O  what  shall  I  do, 
ior  to  praise, 
So  faithful  and  true, 
h  nteous  in  grace  ; 
_r  to  deliver, 

The  weakest  believer 
That  hangs  upon  him. 


I  How  happy  the  man 
Wl  t  free, 

The  people  that  can 
Be  joyful  in  thee  ; 

Their  joy  is  to  walk  in 
The  light  of  thy  face, 

And  >u!l  they  are  talking 
Of  Jesus's  grace. 


3  Their  daily  delight 
Shall  be  In  thy  name, 
They  shall  as  their  right 
Thy  righteocanew  claim : 

Thy  righteousness  wearing, 
And  cleans'd  by  thy  blood, 

Bold  shall  they  appear  in 
The  presence  of  God. 


4  For  thou  art  their  boast, 
Their  glory  and  power, 
And  I  also  trust 
■ee  the  glad  hour, 
nJ*l  new  creation, 
fe  from  the  dead, 
T      day  of  saivation 
'I  ;iat  lifts  up  my  head. 


5  For  Jesus,  my  Lord, 

Is  now  my  defence  ; 

I  trust  in*  his  word, 

Xone  plucks  me  from  thence  ; 
Since  I  have  found  favor 

He  all  things  will  do  ; 
My  King  and  my  Savior 

Shall  make  me  anew. 


6  Yes.  Lord,  I  shall  see 

The  bliss  of  thine  own  ; 

Thy  secret  to  me 

Shall  soon  be  made  known  ; 
For  sorrow  and  sadness 

I  joy  shall  receive, 
And  share  in  the  gladness 

Of  all  that  believe. 


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With  blest  anticipation, 

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Through  torrents  of  temptation, 

Xor  will  we  fear,  while  thou  art 
near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation  : 
The  world,  wiih  sin  and  Satan, 
In  vain  our  march  opposes  ; 

By  thee  we  shall  break  through 
them  all, 
And  sing  the  song  of  Moses. 


4  By  faith  we  see  the  glory, 
To  which  thou  shalt  restore  us ; 

The  cross  despise,  for  that  high 
prize. 
Which  thou  hast  set  before  us; 
And  if  thou  count  us  worthy, 
We  each,  as  dying  Stephen, 

Shall   see    thee   stand    at   God's 
right  hand, 
To  take  us  up  to  heaven. 


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1  Come,   ye    sinners,    poor    and 

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Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power; 

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True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every   grace    that   brings  you 
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Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 


3  Let  not  conscience  make  you 
linuer, 
Nor  Of  fitness  fondly  dream  , 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  giv?s  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 


4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 
Bruised   and   mangled    bv   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, 
Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies  ! 

On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"  It  is  finish'd  !" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 


6  Lo  !  the  incarnate  God  ascend- 
ing, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely  ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude: 

None  but  Jam 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 


7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  con- 
cert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 


118.  Idolatry  Falling. 

1  See,  how  many  lately  bowing 
To  their  idols,  wood  and  stone, 

Now,  a  blessed  change  avowing, 
Bow  before  the  Savior's  throne, 

And  with  gladness 
Praise  the  Savior's  name  alone. 


2  This  is  cause  of  joy  and  won- 
der, 
God  has  set  the  captives  free, 
He  has  burst  their  bonds  asunder, 
Happy  they  and  glorious  he  , 

God  our  Savior! 
Who  can  be  compared  to  theel 


3  When  thou  workest,  who  shall 
stay  thee  ? 
Who  shall  stay  the  work  be- 
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Lord,  go  on,  thy  people  pray  thee, 
Till  the  glorious  day  is  won ; 

And  tiie  gospel 
Takes  its  circuit  like  the  sun. 


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6  Thus,  thus  let  us  stay, 
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7  When  with  joy  we  remove, 
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km<l  Conductor, 

Still  direct  my  devious  way  : 

2  When  a  tempting  world  in  \ lew 
OoJm  upon  my  yielding  heart, 

When  itfl  pleasures  [  pursue, 

Then  one  look  of  pity  dart, 

Teach  me  pleasures, 

Which  the  world  can  ne'er  im- 
part. 

3  When  with  horrid  thoughts  pro- 

fane, 
Satan  would  my  soul  invade, 
When  he  calls  religion  vain, 
Mighty  Victor  !  be  my  aid  1 

Send  the  Spirit, 
Bid  me  conflict  undismay'd. 

4  When  my  unbelieving  fear 

Make.;  mo  think  myself' too  vile, 
When  the  legal  curse  1  hear, 
Cheer  me  with  a  gospel  smile, 

Or  if  hiding, 
Hide  thee  only  for  a  while. 

5  When  1  sit  beneath  thy  word, 
A i  thy  table  cold  and  dead, 
When  I  cannot  see  my  Lord, 
All  my  little  day-light  fled, 

Sun  of  glory, 
Beam  again  around  my  head. 

6  When  thy  statutes  I  forsake, 
When  my  graces  dimly  shine, 
When  the  covenant  I  break, 
Jesus,  then  remember  thine  } 

Check  my  wanderings 
By  a  look  of  love  divine. 


7  Then,  if  heavenly  dews  distil, 
1 1  pi.  bopei  are  bright  and  dear, 
While  I  sit  on  Zlon'i  bill, 
Temper  Joy  with  holy  fear  ; 

Keep  me  watchful, 
Safe  alone  when  thOU  art  near. 

Q  When  afflictions  cloud  my  sky, 
When  the  tide  of  sorrow  flows, 
When  thy  rod  i<  lifted  high, 
Lei  in"  on  thy  love  repose  ; 

Stay  thy  Vouch  wind, 
When  thy  chilling  eastern  blows. 

121.  Support  in  Death. 

1  Whkn  the  vale  of  death  ap- 

pears, 
(Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay,) 
Kind  Forerunner,  sooth  my  fears, 
Light  me  through  the  darksome 
way : 
Break  the  shadows, 
Usher  in  eternal  day. 

2  Starting  from  this  dying  state, 
Upward  bid  my  soul  aspire, 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate, 

To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre : 

Dwell  for  ever, 
Dwell  on  each  immortal  wire. 

3  From  the  sparkling  turrets  there, 
Oft  I'll  trace  my  pilgrim  way, 
Often  bless  thy  guardian  care, 
Fire  by  night,"and  cloud  by  day, 

While  my  triumphs 
At  my  Leader's  feet  I  lay. 

4  And   when    mighty    trumpets 

blown, 
Shall  the   judgment  dawn   pro- 
claim, 
From  the  central  burning  throne, 
'Mid  creation's  final  flame, 

With  the  ransom'd, 
Judge  and  Savior,  own  my  name! 


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Created  to  share 

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vine : 

Created  again, 

That  our  souls  may  remain 
In  time  and  eternity  thine. 

5  With  thanks  we  approve 
The  design  of  thy  love. 

Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jesus's 
name  ; 
So  united  in  heart, 
That  we  never  can  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feast  of  the 
Lamb. 

6  There,  there  at  his  feet, 
We  shall  suddenly  meet, 

And  be  parted  in  body  no  more! 
Wi   -  till  sins  to  our  lyres, 
With  the  heavenly  choirs, 

And  our  Savior  in  glory  adore. 


Hallelujah,  we  sing, 

To  our  Father  and  Kincr, 
And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat: 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

Hallelujah,  again, 
Sing  all   heaven/ and  fall  at  his 
fed : 

8  Tn  assurance  of  hope, 
We  to  Jesus  look  up, 
Till  his  banner  nnfurl'd  in  the  air 
From  our  graves  we  shall  see, 
And  cry  out,  "  It  is  he  !" 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him 
there. 

123.  Help  to  the  Lord. 

1  Ye  people  away, 
Xor  talk  of  delay  , 

The  time  for  exertion  is  come, 
The  summons  is  given, 
The  Lord  calls  from  heaven: 

Let  no  man  now  tarry  at  home. 

2  The  Lord  in  his  might 
Is  gone  to  the  fisrht ; 

And  if  we  should  shrink  from  the 
toil, 
The  day  will  be  won, 
The  work  will  be  done 

And  others  will  gathe;  the  spoil. 

3  And  should  we  decline, 
His  standard  to  join  ; 

Our  slackness;  will   meet  its  re- 
ward, 

A  wo  they  will  find, 

Who  tarry  behind, 
Nor  go  to  the  help  of  the  Lord. 

4  Then  cast  offdelay, 
uTo  arms,"  and  away  ; 

To  arms — 'tis  the  Lord  gives  the 
word : 

Wiih  sword  and  with  shield, 

Away  to  the  field  ; 
11  Away  to  the  help  of  the  Lord." 


148     SAVE,  LORD,  OR  WE  PERISH. 


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1  When  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest  is  streaming, 
When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning  is  gleaming, 
Nor  hope  lends  a  ray  the  poor  seamen  to  cherish, 
We  fly  to  our  Maker—"  Save,  Lord  :  or  we  perish  !" 

8  Oh,  Jena  :  once  to-s'd  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
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1  Safely  through  anoth-  r 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way  ; 
Let  us  now  ■  *• 
Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 
Day  of  all  the  wreck  the  ben  ; 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest — 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best ; 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  suppliesof  grace, 
Thro'  the  dear  Redeemer's  name  ; 
Show  thy  reconciling  face — 
Tnke  away  our  sin  and  shame: 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rc^t  this' day  in  thee — 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this' day  in  thee. 


3  Here   we   come   thy  name   to 

praise, 
Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyrs, 
While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast — 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 


4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  Baintl ; 
ue  fruits  of  grace  abound 
Bring  relief  from  all  complaints 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  a! 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above 


152 


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1  Hither,  ye  faithful,  haste  with  songs  of  triumph, 
To  Bethlehem  baste,  the  Prince  of  life  to  meet; 
To  you,  this  day,  is  born  a  Prince  and  Savior: 
O  come,  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

2  Jesus,  our  Savior,  for  such  condescension, 

Our  praise  and  our  reverence  are  an  offering  meet; 
Now  is  the  word  made  flesh,  and  dwells  among  us: 
O  come,  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

3  Shout  his  almighty  name,  ye  choirs  of  angels, 
And  let  the  celestial  courts  hk  praise  repeat; 
Give  to  our  Savior  glory  in  the  highest: 

O  come,  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 


154 


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And  passion  is  vanbh'd  away. 

4  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er  ; 

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5  The  lids   he  so  seldom  could 

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The  tears  are  all  wiped  from  these 
eyes, 

And  evil  they  never  sha,!  see. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
While    bound    in    a    prison    I 

breathe, 
And  still  for  deliverance  I  pine, 
And  press  to  the  issues  of  death  ; 
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My  flesh  be  consign'd  to  the  tomh. 


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1  Thro'  all  the  changing  scenes 
of  lite, 

In  trouble  and  i;: 
The  praises  of  my  (.<><!  shall  still 

My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

-J  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 
Till  all  who  are  dil 

Fnun  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  t  LO  rest. 


3  The     boats    of    God 

around 
The  dwellings  of  the  just : 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all, 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

4  O  mak    but  trial  of  his  love, — 
Experience  wiii  decide 

How  blest  they  are.  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints  ;  and  you 

will  then 
Have  nothing  else  to  fear : 
Make  vo.i    his  service  your  de- 
fish  t— 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

130.   O'er  mountain  tops. 

1  O'er  mountain  tops  the  mount 
of  God 
In  latter  days  shall  rise 


Above  the  summits  of  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  i  ations  round, 
Ah   tribes    and   tongues    shall 

flow ; 
Up  to    he  mount  of  God,  they'd 

And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 

3  The   beams    that    shine    from 
Zion's  hill, 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
encamp     The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem'a 
towers, 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 


4  Among    the    nations    he   shall 

jud/e, 
His  judgments  truth  shall  guide; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  For  peaceful  implements  shall 

men 
Exchange    their    swords     and 
in  ; 
Xor  shall  they  study  war  again 
Throughout  those  happy  years. 

6  Come,  O  ye  house  of  Jacob  ! 

come, 
To  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  graces  shine. 


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132.  Following  Christ. 

1  Appointed  by  thee 

W  meel  in  ihy  name, 
And  meekly  agree 

To  follow  the  Lamb  ; 
To  trace  thine  example, 

The  world  to  disdain, 
And  constant'}-  trample 

On  pleasure  and  pain. 


wo  do 
Sat  'or  ii>  love  ; 
To  n  nk<    us  anew, 

.  Lord,  irom  above; 
: 1 1 1  of  thy  paaeton, 
Thy  holiness  give  ! 
Give  us  the  salvation 
Of  all  that  believe  ! 

3  O  Jesus,  appear, 
No  longer  delay 
ictity  here, 
And  bear  us  away: 

ad  of  our  meeting 
On  earth  let  us  see; 
Triumphantly  sitting 
In  glory  wi:h  thee .* 


133.   The  Father  s  Love. 

1  My  Fa! tier,  my  God! 

I       _  for  thy  love 
i  a  abroad  ! 
i  Jhrist  from  above  ! 
My  heart  ever  tainting, 

He  Duly  can  cheer  : 
And  all  things  are  wanting, 
Till  Jesus  is  here. 

5  O  when  shall  my  tongue 

Be  ftlPd  with  thy  praise! 
While  all  the  day  long 

I  publish  thy  grace, 
Thy  honor  and  glory 

To  sinners  forth  shew, 
Till  sinners  adore  thee, 

And  own  ihon  art  true. 

2  Thy  strength  and  thy  power, 

I  now  can  proclaim  ; 
Preserved  every  hour 

Through  Jesus's  name: 
For  thou  art  still  by  me, 

And  boldest  my  hand  ; 
No  ill  can  come  nigh  me, 

By  faith  while  1  stand. 


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183 


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1  Come,  ye  disconsolate,   where'er  you   languish, 

Come,   at  the   mercy-seat  fervently  kneel : 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts, — here  i?ll  your  anguish, 
Earth  iiath  no  sorrow  thai  Heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Jov  of  the  desolate,   light  of  the   straying, 

Hope,  when  ali  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure; 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  mercy  saving, 

"Earth  hath  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  cannot  cure." 


136.    The  Dawn  of  Day. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  when  t»»e  day  is  dawning, 
Then   will   I   pay  my  vows   to   thee; 
Like  incense  wafted  on  the  bicaih  of  morning, 
My  heartfelt  praise  to  thee  shall  be. 

9  Yes— thou  art  near  me.  deeping  or  waking, 
doth   thy  love   unchanged   remain* 
Where'er  I  wander,   thy  ways  forsaking, 
O  lead  me  gently  back  again. 


166 


THE  VOICE  OF  PEACE. 


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i  taught  these  rocks  the  notes  of  wo, 
O-.t.-c  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 
And  let  n.  ret  to   flow  : 

Behold,  the  preci  mod, 

To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

3  Come,   freely  come,   by  sin   opprest, 

Unburthen  here  the  weighty  load; 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and   thy  rest, 

Safe  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God: 
Thy  God's  thy  Sa\ior,  glorious  word, 
That  sheaths  the  avenger's  glittering  sword 

4  As  spring  the  winter, — day,  the  night, 

Peace,  sorrow's  gloom  hath  chased  away, 
uniling  joy,  a  seraph  bright, 

Shall  tend  thy  steps  and  near  thee  stay; 
W   lite  iilorv  weaves  the  immortal  crown, 
And  waits  io  claim  thee  for  her  own. 


168 


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169 


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133.   Christmas  Hymn. 

1  Come,  thou  long  expected  Je- 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free: 
From  our  fears  ami  bin?  release 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  ' 

ation, 
nth  thou  art  ; 
Dear  desire  of  every  nal 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deli . 
Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King  ; 

Born  to  reign  in  us  I 

Now    thy    gracious    kingdom 
bring. 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all  sufficient  merit. 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


lo9.    Universal  Praise. 

1  Praise  to  God,  the  great  Crea 

tor, 

Bounteous  source  of  all  our  joy 

He  whose  hand  upholds  ail  na 

ture, 

He  whose  Dod  can  all  destroy. 


Saints,  with  pious  zeal  attending, 
Now  the  grateful  trihute  raise; 

Solemn  songs  to  heaven  ascend- 
ing, 
Join  trie  universal  praise. 


md     bii     awful     footstoo 

kn<  ■'■ 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls; 

Hire  his  milder  grace  revealing, 

his    wrath     no    thunder 

Lo.  the  eternal  page  before  us, 

\\  of  his  love; 
Full  of  mercy  to  restore  us, 
Mercy  beaming  from  above. 


3  Every  secret  fault  confessing, 
Deeds  unrighteous,  tnoughts  ol 
sin  : 
Seize,  O  seize  the  prorTer'd  bless- 
ing, 
Grace    from    God,    and    peace 
within  : 
Heart    and    voice    with    rapture 
swelling 
Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  ; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling 
Join  the  universal  praise. 


170 


MARYLAND.  S.  M. 


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140.  IV  BmtUn  of  Sm. 

■  should  I  go, 

and  -ick,  and  faint  ! 

DOld    I    m\  troubles 

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•;  ironi  him  I  Stay  ! 

3  What  is  it  k^eps  me  bark 

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Which   will   not   let   the   Savior 
take 
Possession  of  my  !: 

4  Some  cursed  thing  unknown, 
Must  surely  lurk  within  ; 

B         idol  which  I  will  not  own, 
a  sin. 

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And  let  me  i  know 

What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

6  Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 
Thy  trying  power  display  ; 

Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
And  take  the  veil  away. 

7  I  now  believe  in  thee 
Compassion  reigns  alone  ; 

According  to  my  faith,  to  me 
O  let  it,  Lord",  be  done  ! 

8  In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  re- 
move : 
Remove  it,  and  T  shall  declare 
That  God  is  only  . 

141.  Uncertainty  of  Life. 

1  To-morrow.  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodta  d  in  thy  sovereign  hand  ; 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command 


2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  li'e  away  j 

0  make  Iby  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

:i  Since  on  this  winged  hour 

Eta  rnity  Is  hum:, 
Waken  by  thine  almighty  power 

The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 
Oh,  be  it  still  pursued — 

Lest,   slighted   once,   the  season 
fair, 
Should  never  be  renew'd 

5  To  Jctus  may  we  fly, 

.-  the  nuorning  light, 
Lest    life's   young  golden  beam 
should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

14-2.    The  Stream  of  Life. 

1  r    .\-  BWifl  the  torrent  roils, 

lastens  to  the  sea  ; 

II  rrong  the  tide  that  bears 

our  souls 
Ok— to  eternity  ! 

2  Oni  fathers,  where  are  they? 
With  all  they  call'd  their  own; 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes 
and  cares 
And  wealth  and  honor,  gone  ! 

3  There,  where  the  fathers  lie, 
Must  all  the  children  dwell; 

Nor  other  heritage  possess, 
But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 

4  God  of  our  fathers,  hear. 
Thou  everlasting  Friend  ! 

While   we,    on    life's   extreaiest 

verge, 

Our  sou's  to  thee  commend. 

5  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them  in  the  land  of  light 
W«  dwell  before  thy  face. 


172 


NEW  YEAE'S  DAY. 


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173 


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2  At  Jama's  call 

W(  _  •  »ur  all, 

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ping  we  find 

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And  still  we  ar:-  Keking  a  coun- 
try above. 

3  A  country  of  joy. 
Withe  . 

We  thither  .  i 
Our  hearts  and  our  treasure  al- 
ready are  i 
W(   :!..irch  hand  in  hand 
To  Immanuel's  land  ; 
X     matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  lor  eter- 
nity's near ! 

4  The  rougher  the  way, 
The  shorter  our  stay  : 
The  tempests  that  rise, 

Shall  gloriously  hurry  our  souls 

to  the  skies  : 

The  fiercer  the  blast, 

The  sooner  'tis  past  ; 

The  troubles  that  come, 

Shall  come   to  our   rescue,   and 

hasten  us  home. 


144.    Vie  New  Year. 

1  CoMK,  let  u>  anew 

■  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  n»\  er  Btnnd  still  till  the  Maa- 
ter  appear ! 
Ria  adorable  will 

fulfil, 
And  oar  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the 
labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  as  a  dream, 
Our  time  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive* moment  refuses 
to  stay  : 
The  arrow  is  tiown, 
The  moment  is  gone  : 
The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eter 
nity's  here  ! 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming  may  say 

u  I  have  fought  my  way  thro', 
I  have  rinish'd  the  work  thou  didst 
give  me  to  do  '" 
O  that  eacli  from  his  Lord 
eive  the  clad  word, 
"Well  and  faithfully  done! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  doWB 
on  my  throne." 


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175 


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Of      the      Sa  -  vior's    birth. 


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145.  Sounds  Symphonioiis. 

1  Whkve    thOM    sounds    sym- 

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Solemn,  sweet,  and  rare, 
Music  most  harmonious, 

Filling  all  the  air  : 
Hark  !  'tis  angels  singing, 

Binginf  here  on  earth  : 
Joyful  tidings  bringing 

Of  the  Savior's  birth. 

2  In  that  region  yonder, 

Where  the  tngels  sinu, 
Bursts  of  joy  and  wonder 

Make  the  air  to  ring : 
•;  Praise  and  adoral 

Be  to  God  above  : 
And  to  man,  salvation, 

Object  of  his  love." 

3  Now  ye  heavens,  ring  ye  : 

Earth,  break  forth  and  cry  , 
O  ye  mountains,  rim:  ye 

With  the  sound  of  joy  ; 
For  the  Lord  has  dont  it: 

His  the  victory, 
His  own  arm  has  won  it : 

Israel  shall  be  free. 

146.   The  Fall  of  Idols. 

1  Hark  !  the  sounds  of  gladness 
From  a  distant  shore  ; 

Like  relief  from  sadness, 
Sadness,  now  so  nitre: 

Tis  the  Lord  has  done  it, 
He  has  won  the  day, 


Bis  own  arm  has  won  it, 
Joyful  let  us  say. 

2  Idols  lately  bow'd  to, 

Lie  by  all  abhorr'd  ; 
And  the  people  crowd  to 

Temple?  of  the  Lord: 
What  a  change  !  how  glorious ! 

Lord,  thine  arm  is  strong, 
Thou  hast  proved  victorious, 

Though  the  fight  was  long. 

3  Long  the  foe  resisted, 

Loth  to  yield  his  prey  ; 
Every  power  enlisted, 

And  maintain'd  the  day: 
But  his  arm  is  shatter'd, 

And  the  slaves  are  free  ; 
All  his  force  is  scatter'd  ; 

Glory,  Lord,  to  thee. 

4  Hence  those  sounds  of  gladness 

From  a  distant  shore  ; 
Then  away  with  sadness, 

And  despond  no  more  : 
Ye  who  mourn  with  Zion, 

And  her  welfare  seek, 
Think  of  Judah's  lion, 

Never  faint  nor  weak. 

5  When  he  wakes  from  slumber, 

And  puts  on  his  might, 
What  is  force  or  number 

Ifatch'd  with  him  in  fight! 
When  his  foes  assemble, 

Hoping  to  prevail, 
Soon  the  valiant  tremble, 

And  the  mighty  fail. 


176 


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Montgomery  continued. 


177 


still     a-gainst  thy  love    I     fought,  My     Sa 
I    trust   thee  for    my  friend,  Giro  life  di 

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3  When  self-accused  I  trembling 

Stood, 

I  promised  fair,  as  any  could, 
But  never  counted  on  thy  blood, 

My  Savior  ! 

4  Too  soon   the   promise  vain  I 

proved 
That  sinners  make,  while  sin  is 

loved, 
But  still  to  thee,  this  heart  ne'er 

moved,  My  Savior! 

5  To  pleasure  prone,  I  thought  it 

hard 

From  pleasure's  path  to  be  de- 
barr'd, 

Nor  pleasure  sought  from  thy  re- 
gard, My  Savior! 

6  At  length,  despairing  to  be  free, 
A  icillincr  slave  1  meant  to  be  ; 
'Twaa  then  thou  didst  appear  for 

me,  My  Savior ! 

7  Thou,  whom  I  had  so  long  with- 

stood, 
Thou  didst  redeem  my  soul  with 

blood, 
And  thou  hast  brought  me  nigh 

to  God  Mv  Savior! 

8  Through  storms  and  waves  of 

conrii 
Thy  potenl  arm  has  held  me  fast, 
And  thou  wilt  save  me  to  the  last, 
,.vior ! 


9  And  when  I  reach  the  happy 

shore, 
I  hope  to  rest,  but  not  before, 
And  never  to  offend  thee  more, 
My  Savior ! 


14S.    The  Sacred  Season. 

1  Hail,  sacred  season  !  peaceful 

day ! 
By    God    himself   ordain'd     and 

I.  ■ 
A  foretaste  in  a  weary  way, 

Of  endless  rest. 

2  Spirit   of  heavenly  grace,   de- 

scend, 
Breathe  on  this  sinful   heart  of 

mine  : 
And  as  I  trust  thee  for  my  friend, 
Give  life  divine. 

3  Devoted  day  of  calm  repose, 
Close  of  creation,  sweetly  bless'd, 
A  pause  to  labor,— balm  of  woes — 

An  hour  of  rest. 

4  Great  Spirit,  who  oruai-n'd  and 

bles:>-d. 
Shed  on  this  heart   its  tranquil 

DOW* 

And  teach  my  bosom  how  to  rest 
In  sacred  hours. 


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Uifl  1      tiling  1     ■  •'  an  heard  ? 
I  And  this  vile  iglitful 

due, 
Remain  for  ever  harr'd  ? 
.  Tis  sin.  alas,  with  tyrant  power, 

The  lodging  has  p  - 
1  And  crowds  of  traitors  bar  the 
door, 
Against  the  heavenly  guest. 


;  3  Lord,  rise  in  thy  all-conquering 
grace, 
Thy  nignty  power  display  ; 
One    beam    of   glory    from    thy 
face, 
I      Can  drive  my  foes  away. 
I  Ye  dangerous  inmates,  hence  de- 
,  part : 

Dear  Savior,  enter  in 
,  And  guard    the   passage   to  my 
heart, 
And  keep  oat  every  sin. 


151.  Pleasures  Unseen. 

1  Oh,    could   our   thoughts   and 

wishes  fly, 
Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To   those   brigbt  worlds   beyond 
the  - 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 
There    joys,    unseen    by   mortal 
eyes, 
Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

2  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  di 

vine, 
To  snide  our  upward  aim  ! 
With  one  rsviving  touch  of  thine, 

Our  lancuid  hearts  inflame. 
Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest 
wins. 
Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To   those    bright  scenes,  \*here 
pleasures  spring, 
Immortal  in  the  &kies 


180 


MOUNT  VERNON. 


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In  on  r  social  meeting ;  In  Gur  social  meeting  ; 

Oh  may  we  find  thy  favor,  Convince  and  renovate  us, 

Thou  ever  blessed  Savior  Anew  in  Christ  create  us, 

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1  pant  for  the  light  of  thy 

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I  -ink  at  thy  feel  with  my  load  ; 

All  plaintive  I  ;  our  out  my  song, 

st/etch  forth    my  bands 

onto  God. 

2  Shine,   Lord  :   and  my  terror 

shall  <■ 
The  blood  of  atonement  apply; 
And  lead  it i -*  to  Jesus  ;   r . 

The  NM  k  ':: 

Speak,  Savior  :  for  Bweet  is  thy 

Thy  lit  to  behold  ; 

Attend  to  my  sorrow 

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told. 

mourn, 

My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 

The  billows  pa  turn, 

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While  barass'd  and  cast  from  thy 

The  tempter  suggests,  with  a 
roar, — 
tlThe  Lord    has  forsaken   thee 
q;:ue  ; 
»Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no 
more." 

4  Yet.  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  de- 
No  covenant  blessing  forme, 
Ah  !  tell  me  how  is  it  i  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for 

the*'  I 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art ; 
Thy  urace  is  my  shield  and  my 
tower  : 
Come,   succor    and   gladden   my 
heart, — 
Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power 


i: 


Faith  confj't. 


tnomeni  a  sinner  believes, 
Ami  trusts  In  bis  ci  ucifi< 
Bis  pardon  at  once 
Redemption  in  full  througii  his 

blood  : 

j     thousands  and  thousands 
of  tors 

Inel  him  in  malice  unite, 
Their  rage  be  through  Christ  can 
oppi 
Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 

9  The   faith,  that  unites  to  the 
Lamb, 
And  brings  such  Salvation  as 

bmore  than  mere  notion  orname; 

The  work  <>("  God's  Spirit  it  is  ; 
A  principle,  active  and  young, 

That  lives  under  pressure  and 
load  ; 
That  makes  out  of  weakness  more 

And  draws  the  soul  upward  to 
God. 

3  It  treads  on  the  world  and  on 

bell ; 
It  vanquishes  death  and  despair, 
And  oh  !  let  us  wonder  to  tell, 

It  overcomes  heaven  by  prayer; 

Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  dust, 

With  God   to   commune  as  a 

friend  ; 

To  hope  his  forgiveness  as  just, 

And  look  for  liis  love  to  the  end 

4  It  says  to  the  mountains,  ■  De- 

part," 
That  stand  betwixt  God   and 
the  soul  ; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 
And     makes    wounded     con 
sciences  whole  ; 
Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye 
Be   spotless   as  snow,   and    as 
white  ; 
And  raises  the  sinner  on  high, 
To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light 


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1  Hark  !  hear  the  sound, 
On  earth  'tis  found  ; 

My  soul  delighu  to  hear 
Of  dying  ! 

Come  from  above, 
And  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  God's  mill 

Like  flaming  tires, 

Are  passing  through  the  land  ; 
The  voice  [  h<>ar, 
11  Repent  and  fear  ; 

King  Jesus  is  at  hand." 

3  Cod's  people  shine, 
With  grace  divine, 

They're  sanctified  by  truth  ; 

The  saints,  in  prayer. 

Cry,  ••  Lord,  draw  "near  ; 
Have  mercy  on  our  youth." 

4  Convinced  of  sin, 
Men  now  begin 

To  call  upon  the  Lord  ; 
Trembling  they  pray, 
And  mourn  the  day. 

In  which  they  scorn'd  his  word. 


5  Young  converts  sins, 
And  praise  their  King, 

And  blew  God's  holy  name; 

While  older  saints, 

True  penitents, 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme. 

6  God  grant  a  shower 
Of  his  great  power, 

On  every  burden'd  heart; 
Who  earnestly 
Do  mourn  and  cry, 

That  they  may  have  a  part. 

7  From  this  glad  hour, 
Exert  thy  power, 

To  melt  each  stubborn  heart; 

In  those  that  bleed, 

Let  love  succeed, 
And  holy  joys  impart. 

8  Come,  lovely  youth, 
Embrace  the  truth. 

And  pray  with  one  accord ; 
Saints,  raise  your  songs, 
With  joyful  tongues, 

To  hail  the  approaching  Lord. 


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BY  THK  RLV.  Uir.H  stowkll.  1   TbSSI  li  a  pure,  ami    ; 

•rave, 
.  ttormj  wind   that     That  mils  around  the  tlirone  of 
love  ; 

1  Whose   waters  gladden   as  they 
ilm,  a  sure  r-  lave 

i    the    Mercy     The  bright  and  heavenly  shores 
■hove. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jew     2  While  streams  which  on  that 

tide  depend, 
The  oi:  'rom  those  heavenly  shores 

A   place   than    all    be>ides   more 

et—  i  tbii  desert  world  descend, 

It  i.>  the  blood  bought  Men  y  Seat.     Over  our  barren  land  to  stray. 

3  There  i-  a  ipuritl     3  Tlie  pilgrim  faint,  and  near  to 

blend,  >i  n  k. 

Where    friend    holds    fellowship     Beneath  his  load  of  earthly  wo, 
with  friend:  Refrcstt'd     beneath    its    verdant 

i.hr'd  far— by  faith  they  brink, 

Rejoices  in  its  gentle  flow. 
Around  one  common  Mercy  Seat. 

4  Therp,  O  my  soul,  do  thou  re- 

4  Ah  :  w'Mther  could  we  flee  for 

aid.  And     hover    o'er    the    hallow'd 
When    tempted,    desolate,    dis-  sprimr ; 

mayd—  To  drink  the  crystal  wave  ;  and 
Or  how  the  host  of  hell  def«  at,  there, 

Had  su flering   saints    no   Mercy  To    lave     thy    wounded,    weary 

Seat.  wing. 

5  There  !  there ,  on  easile  wing  we     5  It  may  be,  that  the  waft  of  love 

Some  leaves  on   that   pure  tide 
And  sin   and  sense  seem  all  no  hath  driven  : 

more,  Which  passing  from  the  shores 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  above, 

greet,  Have  floated  down   to  us  from 

And  glory  crowns  the  Mercy  Seat.  heaven. 

6  Oh,    let   my   hand   forget   her     6  So  shall  thv  wants  and  woes  be 

skill,  heal'd. 

My  tongue  be  silent,  cold  and  still,  By  the  blest  influence  they  bring ; 

This    bounding   heart    forget   to  So  thy  parch'd  lips  shall  be  un- 
bent, "seal'd, 

if  I  forget  the  Mercy  Seat.  Thy  Savior's  worthy  name  to  sing 


188 


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157.   Hi  I  rit. 

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divine, 
\v  ■  svenly  love 

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TO  L'Uldf  OUI 

TIkh,.  •  ^ till    small 

sinner's  way, 
And  bid  tin  saint  n 
Though  earthly  I 

Iring  breath, 
Can  make  the  c  loud  ol 
And  even  the  vale  i  f  death, 

A  -in i le  ot"  glory  wear  : 
Oh  !  deign  to  till  our  heart 

Wi:ii  love  to  all  our  race  ; 
And  :>>  our  pray<  ra  impart 

The  blessings  of  thy  grace 

158.  Our  Great  High  Priest. 

Go  up.  with  shouts  of  pra 
Go  up,  High  Priest,  to  heaven  ! 

Who  hast  the  ransom'd  race 
Upon  thy  bean  engraven  : 

Though  seated  on  thy  throne, 
Thoudeign*st  to  bear  our  prayer; 

Nor  art  aehamed  to  own, 
That  we  thy  brethren  are. 


159.  Bought  Kith  Blood. 

.Moravian. 

1   W;  .  -inners,  void  of  good, 

Defiled  by  sin,  and  stain'd, 
Yet  bought  with  Jesus1  blood 

Who  our  salvation  gain'd, 
As  helpless,  vile  and  poor, 

Appear  before  his  face, 
And  humbly  him  adore, 

Fo*         **       *-.\  of  gruce. 


d  ire  thy  mercy  weigh, 
ails  and  ~i  ourgee  lorn, 
Our  debt  Immense  to  pay. — 

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Thy  pain,  thy  Stripes  and  wounds. 
Thy  death,    thou    slaughtered 
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To  bear  thy  gracious  voice: 

property  : 
O  may  we  thine  abide  ; 

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That  thou  for  us  hast  died. 


1G0.   Trusting  in  Grace. 

1  '      !mit  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 

-  ire  trust  and  care, 
earth  and    heaven  com- 
mands ; 
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course, 
W.iom  winds  and  seas  obey, 

ill  direct  thy  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

2  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

shall  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thine  eye, 

i  thy  work  be  done  : 
No  proht  canst  thou  gain, 
If-consuming  care  ; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause, 
He  hears  the  softest  prayer. 

3  Thine  everlasting  truth, 
Fatiier,  thy  ceaseless  love, 

;  cur  wains,  and  knows 
What  best  for  each  will  prove; 

And  whatso'er  thou  will'st, 
Thou  <lost.  0  King  of  kinjis! 

Wh'Ue'er  thy  wisdom  cln  ■  i   , 
T.jy  power  to  being  brings. 


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Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 


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4  Eneompsss'd  by  ■  throng, 
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6  Obey  the  gospel  call, 

And  enter  while  you  may; 
The   Hock    of  Christ    is   always 
small. 
I  none  are  safe  but  they. 

7  Lord,  's  eyes, 
Their  awful  state  to  see  ; 

And  make  them,  ere  the  storm 

To  thee  for  safety  flee. 


162.  Self  Denial. 

1  Destruction's  dangerous  road 
What  multitudes  pursue  ! 

While  that  which  leads  the  soul 
to  God, 
Is  known  or  sought  by  few. 

S  Believers  find  the  way 
Through  Christ,  the  living 

But  those  who  bate  this  holy  way 
Complain  it  is  too  strait. 

3  If  self  must  be  denied, 
And  sin  no  more  ca 


163.  A  Thankful  Song. 

1  Prepare  a  thankful  song 
To  the  Redeemer's  name  ; 

Let  his  high  praise  employ  our 
tongue, 
And  every  heart  inflame. 

2  He  laid  his  glory  by, 
And  bitter  pains  endured  ; 

That  rebels  such  as  you  und  I, 
From  wrath  might  be  secured. 

3  The  Holy  Ghost  he  sends, 
Our  stubborn  souls  to  move: 

To  make  his  enemies  his  friends, 
And  conquer  them  by  love. 

red  that  Christ  our  King 
Will  put  our  foes  to  flight : 
\\p  on  the  field  of  battle  sing, 
And  triumph  while  we  fight. 


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the  sons 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 


165.   TJiy  Kingdom  Come. 

1  A -tend  thy  throne,  Almighty 

Kins. 
And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad  ; 
Let  thy  own  arm  salvation  brim:, 
And  be  thou  known,  the  irracious 

God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before   thy 

seat ; 
Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy 
face ; 


Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  notorious  grace. 

3  Oh,   let    the   kingdoms   of  the 

world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord; 
Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy 

name  ; 
Be  thou  thro'  heaven  and  earth 
adored. 


166.  Tlic  Departing  Moment. 

-    vt  from  flesh  !  O  blissful 
tho<  . 
What  unknown  joys  this  moment 

Freed  from  the  mischief  sin  hath 
wro 

From  pains  and  tears  and  all  their 

spi.  I 

2  Absent  from  flesh  !  illustrious 

day  ! 
Surprising    scene  !     triumphant 

>ke ! 
That  rends  the  prison  of  my  clay 
And  I  can  feel  my  fetters  broke. 

3  Absent  from  flesh !  then  rise, 

my  j-o-ul ! 

Where  feet  or  wings  could  never 
climb, 

Beyond  the  heavens  where  pla- 
nets roll, 

Measuring  the  cares  and  joys  of 
time. 

4  I  £o  where  God  and  glory  shine: 
U is  presence  makes  eternal  day: 
My  all  that's  mortal  I  resign, 
For  Jesus  waits  and  points  the 

wav. 


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1  Now  let  our  voire-  join 
To  form  a  - 

Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah'fl  ways. 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  lair  ! 

No  lurking  gins  to  entrap  our  feet, 
No  fiei  there. 

3  But  flower?  of  paradise 
In  rich  profits]  10  spring  ; 

The  Sun  off]  >ry  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  c«  1. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise  ; 

And  brighter  crown*  than  mortals 
wear. 
Which  sparkle  thro'  the  skies. 

5  All  honor  to  his  name, 
Who  marks  the  shining  way  ! 

To  him  who  leads  the  wanderers 
on 
To  realms  of  endless  day  ! 

168.  Autumn. 

1  Sweet  sabbath  of  the  year  ! 

While  evening  lights  decay, 
Thy  parting  steps  Bethinks  I'hear 

Steal  from  the  world  away  : 


2  Amid  thy  silent  bowers, 

-.id.  but  sweet  to  dwell; 
Where  falling  leaves  and  droop- 
ing r' 
Around  me  breathe— Farewell. 


3  Along  thy  sunset  skies, 
Their  glories  melt  in  shade  ; 

And   like   the  things  we  fondly 
prize, 
Seem  lovelier  as  they  fade. 

4  A  deep  and  crimson  streak 
Thy  dying  leaves  disclose  ; 

As    on    consumption's    waning 
cheek, 
Mid  ruin,  blooms  the  rose. 


5  Thy  scene  each  vision  brings 
Of  beauty  in  decay  ; 

Of  fair  and  early-faded  things, 
Too  exquisite  to  stay. 

6  Of  joys  that  come  no  more  ; 
Of  flowers  whose  bloom  is  fled ; 

Of  farewells  wept  upon  the  shore; 
Of  friends  estranged  or  dead; 

7  Of  all  that  now  may  seem 
To  memory's  tearful  eye, 

The  vanish'd'  beauty  of  a  dream, 
O'er  which  we  gaze  and  sigh. 


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Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

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iry  will  not  erase  ; 
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In  mark?  of  indelible  grace  : 
Yes !   I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 

•  ire  a-  the  earnest  is  given  : 

More  happy,  hut  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 

170.    Worship. 

Tins  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our     faithful,     unchangeable 
friend  ; 
Whoso   love   is  as  large   as  his 
power. 
And   neither    knows    measure 
nor  end  : 
'Tia  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 
Whose   Spirit  shall    guide   us 
safe  home  ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  if 
past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to 
come. 


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1  Wretched,  helpless,  and  dis- 

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I  eannnf  timl  it  nigh  : 
Naked,  sick,  and  ;><mr.  and  blind, 
Fast  bound  in  sin  and  misery; 
Friend  of  sinners,  let  me  find 
My  help,  my  all  in  thee  ! 

2  I  am  all  unclean,  unclean, 
Thy  purity   I  want  ; 

My  w  bole  bean  is  sick  of  sin, 

And  my  whole  bead  i-  faint : 
Full  of  putrefying  - 

Of  bruises  and  of  wounds,  my 
soul 
Looks  to  Jesus,  help  implores, 

And  gasp*  to  be   .jade  whole. 

3  In  the  wi  denies*  I  stray, 
My  foolish  heart  is  blind  ; 

Nothing  do  T  know  ;  the  way 
Of  peace  I  cannot  find  : 

Jesus,  Lord,  restore  my  sight, 
And  take,  O  take  the  veil  away, 

Turn  my  darkness  into  light ; 
My  midnight  into  day. 

4  Naked  of  thine  image,  Lord, 
Forsaken,  and  alone  : 

Unrenew'd  arm  unrestored, 
I  have  not  thee  put  on  : 


Over  me  thy  mantle  spread, 
Bend  down  thy  likeness  from 
above  ; 

Let  thy  goodness  be  displayed, 
And  wrap  me  in  thy  love  ! 

3  Poor,  alas  !  thou  know'st  T  am, 

And  would  be  poorer  still  : 
See  my  wretchedness  and  shame, 

And  all  my  vil*»n*SS  feel. 
No  good  thing  in  me  resides, 

My  soul  is  all  an  aching  void, 
Till  thy  Spirit  here  abides, 

And  I  am  fill'd  with  God. 

6  Jes;;s,  full  of  truth  ana  grace, 
In  thee  is  all  I  want ; 

Be  toe  wanderer's  resting-place, 

A  cordial  to  the  faint : 
Make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor; 

In  thee  may  I  my  Eden  find  ; 
To  the  dying,  health  restore, 

And  eye-sight  to  the  blind. 

7  Clothe  me  with  thy  holiness, 
Thy  meek  humility  ; 

Put  on  me  thy  glorious  dress, 
Endue  my  soul  with  thee  : 

Let  thine  image  be  restored, 
Thy  Name  and  Nature  let  ma 
prove  ; 

With  thy  fulness  fill  me,  Lord, 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 


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.;uer's  throne, 
To  make  his  grace 
To  in'. rials  known. 

4  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

Meal  thy 
name ; 
By  thee  the  joyful 
Of  our  sal\  atiou  came  ■ 
The 

. iven, 
Of  bell  subdued. 
And  peace  with  heaven. 

5  Be  thou  bj  i    * 

ttern  and  oij  I 

And.  through  this  desen  land, 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  >ide  : 
O  let  n. 
Ne'er  run  a- 
Nor  r   i 
The  crooked 

6  I  love  my  Skqtkerfg  voice  ; 

His  watchful  ej  ea  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul, 

The  thousands  of  bi 
He  feeds  bis  I 
He  calls  their  nam*  - 

The  tender  Jambs 

7  To  Una  'a  hand 

Will  I  commit  my  i  . 
He  answers  and  fulfils 
II I*  Father's  broken  laws  : 


BenoM  my  soul 
Al  freedom  pet . 
M>  Sun  ft/  paid 
Tne  dread lui  debt. 

.  my  crrat  High  Priest^ 
<  )ii.r'd  hi<  blood  and  died; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
rifice  beside  : 
Bis  powerful  blood 
Did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne. 

hirocate  appears 
For  n, y  defence,  on  high  ; 

iiiier  bows  his  ear?, 
And  .ays  his  thunder  by: 

Not  all  that  hell 

Or  sin  can  - 

Shall  turn  his  heart, 

His  love,  away. 

10  My  dear,  Almighty  Lord, 

My  Conqueror  and  my  King 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, — 
Thy  reigning  srare,  1  sing 
Thine  is  the  power; 

:    I   sit. 
In  willing  bonds, 
Beneath  thy  feet. 

11  Now  let  my  soul  arise, 

And  ; read  the  Tempter  down; 

•ain  leads  me  forth 
To  ciiquest  and  a  crown. 

A   feeble  saint 

Shall  win  the  day, 

Though  death  and  hell 

Obstruct  the  way. 

12  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death 

And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  raue  and  mischief  on  ; 

I  shall  be  sale — 
For  Christ  displays 
Superior  power, 
And  guardian  grace. 


202 


CALVARY.  8.  7.  &  4 


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173.  Finished  Redemption. 

-   doud  from  Calvary  ! 
B  ndi  the  rocks  .- 

.-•sky! 
.  !" — 
Hear  tl  f  cry  ! 

-  finished  !" — Owhal  i 
[>     .     -  :'t>rd : 

] :  -•  ngs  without  m 

Lord  : 

-  fintsh'd  '." — 
Sa..  ids  record. 

-  and  shadows 

Finish 'd  all  thai  God  bad  promised  ; 

i  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe: 
"  It  is  flnish'd  :"— 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort 
draw. 

4  Happy  souls,  approach  the  table, 

reviving  food  ; 
JNVhi:  i  I  and  pleasant 

.  and  blood  : 
"  It  is  finish'd  !"  — 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 

5  Tune  yonr  harps  anew,  yo  seraphs, 
.loin  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 

All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel'si  name  ! 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb 

174.    The,  Judgment. 

1  See  the  eternal  Judge  descending, 

ted  on  his  Fat   ■ 
Now,  poor  sinner,  Christ  shall  show 
thee 
He  if?  the  eternal  Son 


Trumpets  call  thee ! 
Come,  to  bear  thy  awful  doom. 

-  lamenting, 

At  ill'--  thoughts  of  future  pain  ; 

-  ■■  eating, 

But  be  cries  and  weeps  in  vain: 

That  be  ne*er  was  bom  again. 

|  '.irious  Savior, 
_r  love ; 
Oh.  that  I  had  sought  his  f;ivor, 
move ! 
Doomed  justly, 

.  e  against  him  strove. 

4  "All  hi>  warnings  I  have  slighted, 

fit  my  soul; 
iwa  to  him  I  plighted, 
'ii  I  broke  the  whole  : 
d  moments, 
How  neglected  did  they  roll  I 

5  "  Yonder  stand  my  godly  neighbors, 

were  once  despised  by  me; 

•  clad  in  dazzling  splendor, 
-  my  sad  fate  to  see — 
Farewell,  neighbors ; 
Dismal  gulf!  I'm  bound  for  thee! 

6  "  Spirits,  hail !  who  dwell  in  dark- 

• 
Groaning,  wailing  in  your  chains ; 
Christ  has  now  denounced  our  sen- 
tence, 
W    most  dwell  in  endless  pains: 

Awful  judgment ! 
Hope  will  ne'er  return  again." 

7  Now,  despisera,  look  and  wonder' 

and  sinners  here  must  part; 
Loud.-r  than  a  peal  of  thunder, 
Ih-.ir  the  dreadful  sound,  'Depart!* 

Lost,  for  ever ! 
How  it  quails  the  sinner's  heart  I 


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175.   Happy  Soul. 

2  Happy  soul,  thy  dayi  are  ended, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 

f!o.  by  angel  guards  attended. 
To  the  sighi  of  Jesus  go. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 

2  Wait!-, j  Bo  it    •  ivt-  thy  spirit, 
L<> '  the  Bavior  stands  above  ; 

Shows  the  purchase  of  hi*  ni^rit, 
.-.•lies  out  the  crown  of  love. 

3  Strurzle  through  thy  latest  pas- 

Tothj  irreat  Redeemer's  breast ; 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 
To  his  everlasting  rest. 

4  For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 
Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 

Die  to  live  a  li;"<-  of  glory: 
Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

175.  Hoianna  to  Christ. 

1  Hail!  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
Hail,  thou  everlasting  King  ! 

Thou  didst  suffer  to  redeem  us  ; 
Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 

2  Hail,  thou  agonizing  Savior, 
Bearer  *4  our  sin  and  shame  ; 

By  thy  merits  we  find  favor  : 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

18 


3  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appoint 

ed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  wpre  laid: 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made 

4  All  thy  people  are  fomiven 
Through  tb«  virtue  of  thy  blood, 

•   gate  Of  heaven  ; 
Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  an4 

God. 

5  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 

All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee» 
ted  at  thy  Father's  side  : 

6  There    for    sinners    thou    a/( 

pleading. 
There  thou  dost  our  place  pre 
pare  : 

Ever  f<*r  us  intercedinc, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

7  Worship,    honor,    power,   and 

■ring, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 

8  Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 
Bring    your    sweetest,   noblest 

lays  : 
Help  to  sing  our  Savior's  merits ; 
Help     to    chant     Immanners 
praise. 


206 


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my  health,  my  day 

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2  But    I    forgot    tliine   ar. 

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Thy  truth,  i  dness 

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said. 
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dead  :" 
Thy  word  rebuked  the  pains  1  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  love  removi  d  my 

guiJt. 

.  roans,  and  tears,  and  forms 

of  wo 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  prais-  - 
I    throw    my  sackcloth    on    the 

ground. 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me 

round. 

6  My   tongue,   the   glory  of  my 

frame, 
ShaU   ne'er   be  heedless  of   thy 

name  : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  through 

earth  and  heaven, 
For  sickness  heard,  and  sins  for 

given. 


1    When    I    the   Ml 

•  dim:  on  the  accoracd  tree ; 

;:id  >in  DO  more  'an  move, 
For  J  am  all  transform'd  to  love 


•horns    and    nails    pierce 
thro'  my  heart, 

groan  I  bear  a  part ; 
I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming 

But  see  !  he  bows  his  head  and 


3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb 

1  -  id, 
Wounded  and  dead,  and  bathed 

in  M 
Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near, 
The  spring  of  endless  life  is  here 


4  1  I  forget  my  cares  and 
nains : 

I  my  thirst  remains; 
Only  the  fountain-head  above, 
rfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

5  Oh,  that  I  thus  could  alwavs 
feel ! 

Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  re- 
veal : 

Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud 
proclaim 

The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  name. 

6  Thy  name  dispels  my  guilt  and 
fear, 

Revives   my  heart,  and  charma 

my  ear  ; 
Affords  a  balm  for  every  wound, 
Then  1  with  love  thy  praise  re- 
sound 


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I  Bow  iwvriy  the  place  where  the  Savior  appears, 
-.  his  word  ; 
.  Borrows  and  fears, 
.  bids  me  rej<  ice  In  my  Lord. 

v  in  his  courts,  than  a  thousand  beside, 
id  lovelier  far — 
M\  khiI  hal  s  tin  tenti  where  the  wicked  reside, 
And  all  tn   ..                     tabor. 

3  Lord!  give  me  a  place  with  the  humblest  of  saints, 
For  low  at  thy                           lie  ; 
I  know  that  thou  bearest  my  feeble  complaints  ; 
Thou  nearest  the  young  raven's  cry. 

4  Give  strength  to  the  souls  that  now  wait  upon  thoe. 
0  :  come,  in  thy  chariot  of  love  ; 
From  earth's  vain  enchantments,  0  !  help  us  to  flee, 

And  to  set  our  atfections  above. 

180.   Contrition. 

1  O  God  of  salvation,  in  mercy  attend 

The  voice  of  contrition  and  wo  : 
While  a  suppliant  knee  at  thy  footstool  we  bend, 
Thy  pardon  and  favor  bestow. 

2  And  may  we,  kind  Father,  still  hope  in  thy  grace? 
And  may  we  sti!l  seek  thee  in  prayer? 
With  the  heirs  of  thy  love  wilt  thou  give  us  a  place, 
And  grant  us  thy  presence  to  share  ? 

3  Unworthy,  unholy,  and  sinful  we  are; 
Forgetful  of  mercies  received  : 

From  the  paths  of  thy  children  we've  wander'd  afar 
And  often  thy  spirit  have  grieved. 

4  0  grant  us  repentance  for  every  misdeed, 
And  help  us  our  ways  to  amend  ; 
With  the  grace  of  thy  Spirit  supply  us  in  need  ; 
In  every  temptation  defend. 

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1  Tir  lU  white,  the  harvest  is  near, 
The  reopen  now  with  their  sharp  sickles  appear 
To  reap  down  the  wheat  and  gather  in  hams, 
While  wild  plants  of  nature  are  suffer'd  to  burn. 

2  Come,  then,  O  my  soul,  meditate  on  that  day, 
WSen  all  things  in  nature  shall  ceaN  \.id  decay; 

VV *..?n  Hie  trumpet  shall  sound,  and  the  angels  appear, 
To  reap  down  the  earth,  both  the  wheat  and  the  tare. 

3  But  hear  the  sad  cry  that  ascends  to  the  sky, 
Of  the^e  in  distress  and  have  no  where  to  fly; 
But  will  call  on  the  rocks  and  the  mountains  to  fa7! 
On  ;oeir  naked  souls,  to  conceal  them  withali. 

4  But  'twill  be  in  vain,  for  the  mountains  must  flee, 
The  rocks  fly  like  hailstones  and  shall  no  more  be; 
The  earth  too  shall  quake,  and  the  seas  shall  retire, 
And  this  solid  world  shall  then  be  on  fire. 

F*  Then,  O  wretched  mortals,  look  up  and  espy, 
The  glorious  Redeemer  descend  from  the  sky, 
On  a  chariot  of  fire  to  the  earth  he  is  bound, 
With  a  guard  of  bright  angels  attending  around. 

C  "Come  hither,  ye  nations,  your  sentence  receive, 
No  more  shall  my  spirit  now  strive  and  be  grieved, 
Mv  judgment  is  ri^'lit,  and  my  sentence  is  just, 
Come  hither,  ye  bless'd;  but  depart  all  ye  cursed' 


212 


THE  FEMALE  PILGEIM.  8.  7. 


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i.  pilgrim,  it 
WanA   inn  through  this  pl<    mj  i 
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p  ill  nof  thy  i  wrage  fail  7 

no  bi  md  foi  the  Id]  - 
Will  j  vritli  me  1 

Hallelujah  !    l'r;iise  ye  the  Lord. 

Piljrrim  tho  :  .1  hip, 

Travelling  through  this  lonely  void  ; 
Bui  no  iil  shall  o'er  befell  me, 

W.        J  b  a  oriDE. 

I'm  hound  Kir  the  kingdom,  &c 

Surh  a  Guide  '  no  guide  attends  thee, 

Hence  tor  tl 
If  some  gua  defend   thee, 

by  mortal  i 
Oh,  I'm  bound  tor  the  kingdom,  &c. 

4  Yi  I,  QUI     D  :  but  still  believe  me, 
Btepi  attend  ; 
He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me. 
He  will  guide  me  to  the  end  : 

For  I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

'hat  stream  before  thee, 
Darkly  rolling  through  the  vale  ; 
Should  itfl  ivea  roll  o'er  thee, 

Would  not  men  thy  courage  fail ! 

I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c 

6  No  :   that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 

To  its  brink  my  steps  I'll  bend  : 
Thence  to  plunge  'twill  be  delightful ; 
There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

Yor  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

7  While  I  gazed,  with  speed  surprising, 

Down  the  vale  she  plunged  from  sight 
Gazing  Mill, J  saw  her  rising. 

Like  an  angel  clothed  in  light ! 

Oh.  she's  gone  to  the  kingdom, — 
Will  you  follow  her  to  glory  ! 
Hallelujah  !    Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


INDEX  TO  THE  TUNES  IN  VOLUME  II. 


Alma,  7s.  -    -    -    - 

Amherst,  II.  M.      -    -  - 

Asylum,  7,  0  &  8.  -     -  - 

Athens,  0.  M.  D.    -    -  - 

Averno,  L.  M.    -     -     -  - 

Baltimore,  S.  M.     -    -  - 

Bethel,  J I  &  8.  -    -    -  - 

Brookfield,  L.  M.   -    -  - 

Calvary,  8,  7  &  4.   -    -  - 

Chapel,  8  &  7.   -    -    -  - 

Cheshunt,  5  &  6.    -    -  - 

Chester,  L.  M.  -    -    -  - 

China,  C.  M.      -    -    -  - 
Christian  Mariner,  H.  M. 

Colesbilf,  C.  M.      -    -  - 

Come,  ye  Disconsolate,  - 

Compassion,  L.  M.  D.  - 

Coronation,  CM.       -  - 

Corydon,  8s.       -     -    -  - 

Creation,  6  &  4.     -    -  - 

Devonshire,  5  &  6.      -  - 

Dirge,  10s.     - 

Disci  He,  8  &  7.       -    -  - 

DoxolSgy,  C.  M.     -    -  • 
Dying  Christian,  lis. 

Eden  of  Love,   -    -    -  - 

Evening,    - 

Evening  Hymn,  L.  M.  - 

Female  Pilgrim,  S  &  7.  - 

Friendship,'  8  &  7.       -  - 

Gethsemane,  8  &  7.     -  - 

Gospel  Call,  8,  7  &  4.  - 

Grateful  Memory,  C.  M.  - 

Hamilton,  lis.   -     -    -  - 

Hampton,  7s.      -    -    -  - 

Harvest,  Us.      -     -    -  - 

Harwich,  5  &  6.      -    -  - 

Haweis,  CM.-    -    -  - 

Havdn's,  8  &  7.  D.      -  - 

Hermit,  12s.        -    -    -  - 

Hinhgate,  S  &  11.  -    -  - 

Hinton,  Us.        -    -    -  - 

Huntlev,  Gs.        -    -    -  - 

Kellv,  0  &  5.      -    -    -  - 

Kent,  C  P.  M. 

Kentucky,  S.  M.     -    -  - 

Kershaw,  8,  7  &  4.      -  - 
K  inns  wood,  7,  6  &  8. 

Laight  Street,  8s.   -    -  - 

Lambeth,  8s.      -    -    -  - 

Lena,  8  &  7.      -    -    -  - 


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54 
52 

■  208 

■  13; 

•  202 

•  38 

•  100 


Lenox,  H.  M.  -  -  - 
Leoni,  0,  8  &  4.  -  - 
Liberty,  L.  M.  D.  -  - 
Livingston,  S.  M.  D.  - 

Lonsdale.  S.  P.  M.  - 
Love  Divine,  8  &  7.  - 
Luther's  Hvmn,  8  &  7 
Maryland,  S.  M.  ■•  - 
Middletown,  7s.  -  - 
Milgrove,  7,  0  &  8.  - 
Missionary,  C  M. 


192  Montgomery,  8  &  3.    -    - 
24  Monthly  Concert,  7  &  6. 
12  Morning  Hymn,  L.  M.     - 
06  Mount  Vernon,  7  &  0.      - 

104  Mount  Zion,  8s.      -    - 

100  Newton,  L.  M.  -  -  - 
84  New  Year's  Day,  5  &  11. 

156  Night  Thought,"  C  M.  - 
14  Nothing  true  but  Heaven, 

134  Ocean,  8  &.  7.     -    -    -    - 

102  Old  German,  5  &  11.  -  - 
88  Olmutz,  S.  M.    -    -    -    - 

144  Oundell,  8  &  7.  -  -  - 
80  Paradise,  C  M.  -  -  - 
91  Portuguese  Hvmn,  -  - 
3G  GLueensborouuh,  8  &  7.  D. 

122  Ranture,  C  P.  M.  -    -    - 
Rome,  8  &  7.  D.      -    -    - 

12olSabbath  Morning,  8,  7  &  4. 
red  Hours,  8  &  7. 

138  Saturday  Night,  7s.  -  - 
32  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish, 

112  Stafford,  S.  M.  -    -    -    - 


20 
210 
56 


108 
154 
140 
34 
188 
174 
102 
10 
68 
198 
145 
181 
130 


S  implication,  7  &  0.  - 
Tabor,  5,  0  &  9. 
The  Death  Song,  12s. 

Triumph,  7  &  8.     -  - 
True  Penitent,  4  &  6. 

Voice  of  Peace,       -  - 

Warsaw,  H.  M.      -  - 

Washington,  C  M.  - 

Whitefield,  S.  M.   -  - 

Wicklow,  7  &  4.    -  - 

Wiltshire,  C  M.     -  - 

Winchester,  lis.    -  - 

Windham,  L.  M.    -  - 

Woburn,  L.  M.       -  - 

World,  adieu,  7s.  -  - 

Zephyr,  L.  M.    -    -  - 


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-  44 

-  70 

-  194 

-  124 

-  82 

-  46 

-  170 

-  114 

-  116 

-  98 

-  176 

-  94 

-  120 

-  180 

-  196 

-  186 

-  172 

-  18 

3 

-  30 

-  37 

-  48 

-  204 

-  118 

-  152 

-  106 

7 

-  64 

-  78 

-  22 

-  150 

-  148 

-  190 

-  76 

-  109 

9 

-  136 

-  184 

-  166 

-  200 

40 
80 

-  141 

-  158 

-  128 

-  96 

-  206 


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INDEX  TO  THE  HYNMS  l\  VOLUME  II. 


A  debtor  to  i 

Ah : 

Ah  :  uiutii.  • 

d  [  ve 
All  glory  and  ; 
An  nail  the  i »< » w <  r 
All  ye  thai  past  by 

my  frame   133 
Its  fruit  f 

Ami  am  I  only  horn  to  die  10.'} 
And  can  it  be  thai  1  should  101 
And  will  the  L'-rd  thus  178 

ilt  thou  yet  be  found       81 
Appo  ■ 

.1.  with  rapto 
.  ihy  throne.  Almighty    193 
Awaki  -  d  with       181 

Away  v  111 

il,  the  exalted  lay    6 

Bleat  ( '■  mforter  divine 

is  tin'  road  that  leads 
1 
Come,  every  pioua  heart 

•  lei  us  anew 

li  I  ui  arise 

1  -rend 

sinners,  attend 

thou  fount  of  every  107 

Come,  thou  long  expected  168 

Come,  ye  disconsolate  165 

ye  sinners,  poor  and  138 
Come,  ye  weary  sini 

Commit  thou  all  thy  gri<  >  180 

Destruction's  damjerous  road  1!)] 

Down  to  the  tomh  our  brother  til 
Draw  nii'h  to  us,  Jehovah 

Encompass'd  with  clouds  183 

Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  29 

Ere  I  sleep,  for  every  favor  36 

Father  of  eternal  grace  6' 

Father  of  our  dying  Lord  7' 

Father  of  mercies,  when  165 

Fear  ye,  beneath  the  torturing  25 

Few  are  our  days,  those  few  16S 
Firm  was  my  health,  my  da 


/  IM 
toe  \\  Indl  thy  feari       53 
Glory  to  Jesus  for  hi  - 
Glory  to  rhee,  my  God,  Lbi 
Go  to  daik  Gethsemc  SI 

Go  up  with  Bhouta  ol 
Great  God,  to  lb<  e  my  ei  ening  123 
Great  God,  what  do  I 
Great  High  Pi  i 

Great  Redeemer,  friend  of         31 

Flail,  i;  -         23 

Hail,  sacred  season,  peaceful    J77 

Hail  the  day  that  saw  him       US 

Hail,  thou  happy  morn  79 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus  205 

3i  ul.  thy  days  are  905 

Hark  !  hear  the  sound  I  B5 

Hark,  the  sounds  of  gladness  175 

be  voice  of  love  203 

Hark  !  what  celestial  notes         27 

Bead  of  the  church 

Hither,  ye  faithful,  haste 

How  can  F  sleep  wFiile  angels 

How  firm  a  foundation 

How  lovely  the  place  where 

How  pl<  asant  'tis  to  ! 

How  pleased  and  blest 

How  sweet  to  reflect  on  those 

.it  the  torrent  rolls 

:  >ughl  the  good  fight 

In  form  I  long  had  bow'd 

110  In  >!••<  p*S  serene  oblivion 

161  I  -  there  no  hope,  0  sinner 


171 


137 
153 
Id 
129 
209 
135 
125 
93 
171 
11 
176 
121 
97 
77 
13 
23 
89 
67 
99 


will  hearken  what  the  Lord 
Jesus,  at  thy  command 
Jeans,  lull  of  all  compassion 
Jesus,  i  my  cross  have  taken 
Lord,  we  look  to  thee 
Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all 

thy  love  shall  we  forget  33 
Join  all  the  glorious  names  200 
F,et  the  world  their  virtue  117 

Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  69 
Liiiht  of  those  whose  dreary  31 
Love  divine,  all  love  excelling  83 
My  Father,  my  God,  161 

My  soul's  full  of  glory  87 

Not  all  the  hlood  of  beast!  49 

.  HOW,  I  J  it  Id  77 

Now  ]«  t  our  voice-  join  195 

O'er  mountain  tops  the  mount  159 


From  every  stormy  wind  lo7lO  could  our  thoughts 


179 


INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS  IN  VOLUME  II. 


Page 
O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day  97 
O  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  133 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  6 
O  God  of  salvation,  in  mercy  209 
O  let  me  see  thy  light  17 

One  there  is  above  all  others  39 
On  Thibet's  snow-capt  95 

O  thou  from  whom  all  59 

Our  Captain  leads  us  on  53 

Our  souls  by  love  together  43 

O  what  amazing  words  25 

O  what  shall  I  do  135 

O  Zion,  afflicted  with  wave  113 
Praise  to  God,  the  great  169 

Prepare  a  thankful  song  191 

Prisoners  of  hope,  lift  up  71 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  frovvard  21 

Safely  through  another  week  151 
Savior,  canst  thou  love  83 

Savior,  Prince  of  Israel's  race  29 
Savior,  richest  source  75 

See,  how  many  lately  bowing  139 
See  the  eternal  Judge  2U3 

See  the  Lord  of  glory  dying  131 
See  what  a  living  stone  191 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  99 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  133 

Since  I've  known  a  Savior's  11' 
Sing,  sing  his  lofty  praise  15 

Sinner,  O  m  hy  so  thoughtless  55 
Sinners,  behold  that  downward  61 
Soft  be  the  gently  breathing  51 
Sovereign  of  worlds  above  63 

Stretch  d  on  the  cross,  133 

Sweet  as  the  shepherd's  160 

Sweet  peace  of  conscience  51 

Swe*t  sabbath  of  the  year  195 
Sweet  the  moments,  rich  23 

Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope  119 
Tempted,  tcssed,  troubled  108 
That  we  may  walk  with  <5od     49 


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The  fields  are  all  white,  211 

The  God  of  Abraham  praise  44 
The  Lord  is  our  Shepherd,  35 
The  moment  a  sinner  believes  183 
There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  5 
There  is  a  pure  and  peaceful  187 
Thine  eart'hly  sabbaths,  Lord  193 
This  God  is  the  God  we  adore  197 
This  world  is  all  a  fleeting  5 

This  world's  not  all  a  fleeting  5 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  154 
Thou  only  sovereign  51 

Thou  who  didst  for  Peter's  143 
Thou,  whose  almighty  word  15 
Thro'  all  the  changing  scenes  159 
Thro'  tribulation  deep  13 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  144 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine  17] 
To  thee,  in  each  bright  95 

To  the  haven  of  thy  breast  105 
Wandering  pilgrims,  mOurning  65 
Weary  of  struggling  with  55 

We,  sinners,  void  of  good  189 
When  earthly  comforts  die  17 
Whence  those  sounds  175 

When  I  the  blest  Redeemer  207 
When  languor  and  disease  119 
When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie  123 
When  shall  thy  love  constrain  81 
When  the  vale  of  death  143 

When  through  the  torn  sail  149 
Whither  goes!  thou,  pilgrim  213 
Why  do  we  mourn  departing  25 
World,  adieu,  thou  real  cheat  29 
Worthy  the  Lamb  of  boundless  72 
Wreiched,  helpless,  and  199 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  61 

Ye  people,  away  147 

Ye  servants  of  God  135 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  49 


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the         sove    -    reign  God, 


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ST.  THOMAS.  S.  M. 


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Our       high    -    est        thoughts       ex    -    ceed. 

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SUFFIELD.  S.  M. 


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mine,    and 

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want      be  -  side  ?   What   can      I      want     be  -  side  ? 


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11 


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ARLINGTON.  C.  M. 


a  1 1  j  _r 


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Je  -  sus,    with     all       thy    saints     a  -  bove, 


*'     *       g 


-0—73- 


My         tongue      would       bear  her  part, 


^ 


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sound 

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thy 

sa  -  ving 

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13 


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All     glo  -  ry         be         to  God       on 

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4— L- 


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high,         And  to  the        earth        be     peace; 


g 


-y — r 


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Good  will  hence  - 

forth, 

from  heaven    to 

m      m       m 

men, 
O 

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cease. 

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14 


BANGOR.  C.  M. 


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To      God         I       made       mv        sor 


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throne,       I     pour'd      out  all         my      grief. 


I 


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BARBY.  C.  M. 


15 


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Be  -  gin,      my      soul,      the        lof  -  ty 

o-To — &-t h 


-fi— PC 


H — *-+- 


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strain;         In        so  -  lemn  ac      -      cent      sing, 


3 


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King. 

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16 


BEDFORD.  C.  M. 


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Lord,     thou  wilt  hear    me   when 
\                                               ~       °      * 

I      pray; 

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BETHLEHEM.  C.  M. 


17 


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God,    the      life      of       all      my  joys,        A  -  loud   will 


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ra 


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For. 
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18 


BRAINTREE.  C.  M. 


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Once  more,  my      soul,       the        ri 


sing 


**VJ  J  J  J. 


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day,        Sa  - 

lutes    my 

vva    -    king 

eyes ;        Once 

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my         voice,         thy  tri     -     bute 


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pay,       To  him  who      rules         the    skies. 


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BRVPTLE-STKEKT.     C.  M. 


19 


mmmmgmm 


|  ro  -    tect  -  ing  l'ow'r,        Be        my  vain 


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w^m. 


lit— y-fVr-* 


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With        bet        -        tor        hopes  be    filled-        Thy        love  tlie    pow'r  of 


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BRAY.  C.  M. 


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A-wake,  my  heart,     a  -  rise     my  tongue,  Pre- 


'3±§b 


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pare     a    tune-fiil    voice;  In     God   the    life     of 


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23 


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all         my        joys,         A   -   loud      will        I         re- 


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ce,     A  -  loud    will        I       re  -  joice. 


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CAMBRIDGE.  C.  M. 


21 


T~g~ 


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H 1 — L 


1953 


What  shall     I       ten  -  der       to        mv      God, 


m 


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For    all    his    kind  -  MM  show  n  ?    My  feet  shall    vi  -  sit 


n£? <2 


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thine      a  - 

bode, 

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n     1 

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1 

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■    1    ! 

My  songs  ad-dress  thy  throne, 


IDES 


1 


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songs  ad-dress  thy  throne,  My  songs  ad-dress   thy  throne. 


IJ 


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My        songs  ad-dreee   thy  throne. 


22 


CAMDEN.  C.  M. 


i 


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Give  me   the  wings     of     faith,    to      rise    With- 


'SE 


1 


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in     the    veil,      and      see       The   saints    a  -  bove.  how 


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great   their  joys, 

How 

bright  their 

glo   -  ries 

p     fl  1      !    | 

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i  \  °  § 

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Ui 

1       1     1          1 

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be, 


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How    bright    their       glo  -  ries       be. 


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CLARENDON.  C.  M. 


23 


^^^^m 


What    shall     I        ren  -  der        to      my   God, 


1 


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For  all  his  kind    -    ness  shown? 


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a 


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m 


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My        songs        ad     -    dress         thy      throne. 


I 


24 


CLIFFORD      C.  M. 


2n* 


J  -i_ ill — Ej I    L. 


ECUS 


-*J U L- 


-j^:sr»: 


^ 


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To    Z  ion's        hill  I  lift       mine       eyes,       From 


ZJS 


P*  ~f 


r\p 


m 


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thence       is  all    ray       aid  From    Z ion's         hill  and 


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Who  heav'n  and  earth  hath  made,  Who  heav'n       and     earth  hath    made. 


S£ 


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DEVIZES.  C.  M. 


25 


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I    vo    na-tions,    to        tlie      Lord; 

9  f  m\? 


:c=p=7 


-o— a 


Sing  with     a        joy  -  ful     ooiae;  With    me-lo-dy      of 
— i-<S> ^t 1 -r w *-* 


i 


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sounds     re     -     co 


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joy* 

His 

ho  -  nors 

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your 

joy*. 

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26 


DUNDEE.  C.  M. 


m 


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Let 

not 

des  - 

pair 

nor 

fell 

re- 

f\  .^         o 

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1 

ml  J*  S* 

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venge, 

Be 

to 

my 

bo    ■ 

■    som 

known ; 

1       II 

■ 

1 

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O,         give        me        tears         for  o    -    thers' 


m sq  — g       r— _ 1 


1 


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woes,      And         pa  -  tience        for  my         own. 


1 


ELGIN.  C.  M 


27 


,7 


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That        aw    -    ful  day      will       sure 


a  I  i    - 


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come,       Tlie  ap  -  point   -   ed         hour     makes 


haste, 


11 


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When         I  must         stand        be     -     for 


my 


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us 


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28 


HARLEIGH.  C.  M. 


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I     ask'd  them  whence  their  vict'  -  ry  came  7 


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JORDAN.  C.  M. 


29 


1 


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On     Jor-dan'i  me;-ged  banks    1     stand,  And    cust    a    wish-ful 


^gjg^gggs 


1 o-J — H-J I'll L© 1 L 


eye,        To     Canaan's  fair  and  bap-py    land,  Where  my  pos  -  ses-eions    lie- 


Ff^t^H^f^rrtl 


enffi 


HEE5 


P3 


g^a 


When  shall    I    reach  that   hap-py    place,  And     be     for      e  -  ver    blest? 


=£ 


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When  shall     1      toe    my    Fa-ther's  face,    And    In     his     bo-som    rest  7 


C=c 


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30 


KENDALL.  C.  M. 


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When      all         thy      mer-cies,      O  my 


±±2z 


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r*«i=r=ti= 


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I 


-G-M-\ — -Lt — h 


God, 

My         ri     -     sing 

soul          sur- 

veys ; 

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1 

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i     ~    1      O               \ 

p..P>w 

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1  ^                  d 

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i 


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lost         In        won    -    der,         love,         and     praise. 


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IRISH.  C.  M. 


31 


"I — r 


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mzijsi 


Now  Hi  all     ;ny  in     -    ward       joys  a- 

^ZZ«nr^-« — i-r— i — I h 


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rise,          And 

burst        in 

-     to           a 

song ;       Al- 

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mi^h    - 

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love 

in    - 

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my 

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heart,         And  plea   -  sure      Uioea      my    tongue, 


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Lord,       Whom   heaven  -  Jy        hosts  o    -    bey; 

a    ■  P>i  a — - 


HI 


The      world 


is  V.I 


th         the  glo     -    ry 


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MOUNT  PLEASANT.  C.  M. 


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PETERBOROUGH.  C.  M. 


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more,  my    soul,     the 

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To 


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who         rules       the        skies. 


1 


PLY-MOUTH.  C.  M. 


37 


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33 


ROCHESTER.  C.  M. 


5 


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my     sup  -  port  -  er 

and     my    hope, 

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ST.  ANN'S.  C.  M. 


39 


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God, 

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ST.  JOHNS.  C.  M. 


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ST.  MARTIN'S.  C.  M. 


41 


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King;     Let         eve    -    ry  land        their     tongues   em- 


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ploy,       And       psalms         of  ho     -     nor      sing. 


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42 


ST.  MARY'S.  C.  M. 


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this 

vain 

world 

en 

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no 

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seize        the         pre    -    sent 


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hour,       To    -    mor   -    row       death        may      come. 


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ST.  STEPHEN'S.  C.  M. 

ft    ■-  i-»r^ " 


43 


s>     g  - 


Ye       boon  -  ble      soul?,     ap-proach  your 


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:c=2; 


Hi 


I-E 


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God,           With       son^s 

of 

sa    - 

cred 

praise, 

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1      1 

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For         he  is  good,  su  -   preme    -    ly 

T—Q 


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good,      And         kind         are  all  his      ways. 

r» — tr_ 


9 


44 


SWANWICK.  C.  M. 


SE 


m 


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o^tra 


Soon  shall    the       glo-rious      morn-ing    come, 

Q. 


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i 


£3=2=3= 


i  i  rr 

;  When      all       thy   saints    shall   rise;     And    clothed     in 


3 


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mor  -  tal 

bloom,         At  ■ 

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to      the    skies,      At  -  tend     thee         to       the    skies. 


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WALSAL.  C.  M. 


45 


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/       joys,          The 
/                 1 

life  ■       of         my          de    - 

^_J 

lights; 

[-J4JJ 

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u? 

53 

s   t  a      *.~       ~          *   ■■                    ~hr 

■  ^ — 

L  — 

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days 

The 

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com   -   fort 

of         my 

nights. 

br- 

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l=*# 

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46 


WANTAGE.  C.  M. 


I 


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Z2Z=St 


Will 

God 

for 

e    - 

ver 

cast 

us 

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(m 


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WAEEHAM.  C.  M. 


4? 


Pia.      I 


3Q  ° 
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' 


Soon  as     I    heard  my  Fa-ther  say,    Ye   children, 


"fHH-l-l-l-Hl 


Ssd: 


^3^1*1^*1^1^*' 


^11       IK    Ow  ^« 

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seek     my  grace  ;   My  heart  re- plied,  without    de  -  lay     I'll 


fi§§ 


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& 


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seek    my       Fa  -  ther'sface:    My     heart      re -plied,  with- 
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out        de  -  lay      I'll      seek         my       Fa  -  ther's  face. 
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13 


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WARWICK.  C.  M. 


cm 


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0— *'--&— f-m' 


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How   shall      I      praise    the  e   -  ter  -  nal 


'atti 


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fer 


God,          That 

In     -     ti      - 

nite 

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shall 

as     - 

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his 

blest 

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r   1  I        i 

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bode,        Or        ven   -   ture        near        his      throne  I 


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H 


WINDSOR.  C.  M. 


49 


SI 


-H- 


3 a     ,   * 


Hear,      gra  -  cious      God,        my       liuin  -  ble 
O-t-O 7T-T 1 ZTT-fS ~ 


S 


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moan,         To       thee  I      breathe       my       sighs; 


i 


=2: 


±r 


=HI 


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When      will         the         te    -   dious      night         be 


I    1      phTi       a  \  o     — I- 
m-d * i ! ? — I *-  - 


^1 


-#»- 


§1 


gone,      And     when       the      dawn         a    -    rise  1 


Y-&- 


m 


50 


WINTER.  C.  M. 


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3 


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His     hoa  -  ry      frost,     his     flee  -  oy    snow, 


-5- — o- 


I 


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r — £— 

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li     -     quid        streams        for     -     bear 


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flow,         In  i     -     cy  fet    -    ters        bound. 

&-^ Q- , r | i— r ^_ . 


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rfETON  L.  M. 


51 


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Bless,     O      my       soul,    the         li  -  ving     God, 


SP 


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Call       home      my  thoughts     that      roam     a  -  broad; 


.5 ^~ 


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Let 

all      the 

powers  with 

P*      m 

-  in         me 

join, 

^ 

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1 

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In     work     and     wor   -   ship         so  di    -  vine. 


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52 


ALL  SAINTS.  L.  M. 


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— H 

\fftr    A  * 

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d           III 

1  r? 
v                         E   -   ter  -  nal    Source    of        eve  -  ry     joy, 

Jom  *)    1 

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71 

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«/  Well     may       thy      praise      our       lips        em  -  ploy ; 

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1       MM                                        1                    '-—                                1 

J     And       hail      thee       Sove  -  reign      of       the    year. 

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ANGELS'  imrN.  L.  M. 


53 


Great        God!  whose      u    -    ni     -   ver  -  sal 


r ^ 

O       0 

p 

o 

A  ■» 


:^s: 


sway,       The  kuown    and     un  -  known  worlds        o- 


?T~! — J^T" 


m 


T~ZT 


bey ;     r*sow 

give      the 

king-dom 

to      thy 

Son, 

1    f5 

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^        £5 

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P 

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^      1 

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bi5=^^sfe=^i^ 


Ex  - 

tend 

liis 

power, 

ex 

-   alt 

)iis 

throne. 

p 

"11 

, 

P 

II 

-  o 

O 

^          > 

d7  » 

U" 

II 

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s-U 

54 


ANTIGUA.  L.  M 


I 


2E 


-q\.  B' 


V=r 


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Great  God!    at -tend  while   Zi  -  on         sings 


i 


I 


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^0* 


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-&-. 


4-i^ 


f-n 


The 

joy 

that 

from 

thy 

pre  -  sence 

springs; 

* 

a            11 

£•  1 

P*        i 

II*    J  J 

i        1 

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i       *  • 

'        1 

— 1 - 

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To 


spend     one    day       with       thee       on     earth, 


t9— 


—di 


-e— 


S2 


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-   ceeds       a         thou  -  sand    days     of      mirth. 


i 


AEMLEY.  L.  M. 


55 


-3^i 


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-t^i H 


g    «  : 


S3S 

H— ^-1 ^=— 


Now 

let 

our  i 

nourn  -  ful 

songs 

r             (O 

re- 

^\  '  *">     P 

•  f .  .5 

p 

P 

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:±: 


/Lord;  When  He  com- plain'd     in  tears    and    blood, 


i 


zg#?— r^sfe: 


s 


-I-. — H 


2toe 


«-- ^ 


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m 


As       one      for    - 

—=="t~i — i r 


ken  of        his     God. 


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56 


BATH.  L.  M. 


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<&       -tr^s 

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.    /n  .      .. 

ng     of 

glo  -  ry,   dread -ful    God, 

'Vjfc            *l     ' 

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63 


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GERMAN  AIR.  L.  M. 


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HINTON.  L.  M. 


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KIMBOLTOiV.  I..  M. 


67 


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KINGSBEIDGE.  L.  M. 


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69 


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75 


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QUITO.  L.  M. 


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83 


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ST.  PETER'S.  L.  M. 


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TRURO.  L.  M. 


87 


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VANHALL'S.  L.  M. 


The     foun  -  tain      of         e   -    ter  -  nal     love;  Whose 


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WELLS.  L.  M. 


89 


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AMSTERDAM.  7.  &  6. 


91 


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Ki~t.    my      soul,  And  stretch  thy  wingi,     Thy 
Kim  from    (ran  -  si  -  to  -  ry  things,  Ton  'ids 

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bet  -  ter    por  -  foil  trace  ;  >  g  d  moQ     and  gtars  d(?_ 

heaven,  thy  na  -  tive  place.  )  ' 


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earth     re  - 

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soul, 

and  haste  a  -  wav       To  seats 

pre- pared  a  •  bove. 

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BETHESDA.  H.  M. 


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DALSTON.  S.  P.  M. 


93 


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DISMISSION.  8.  &  7. 


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Lord,  dis  -  miss       us      with    thy     bless  -  ing, 


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97 


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Let 

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soul,    wliat 
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