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 HYMNS, 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 vTT OR many year* 1 have been ImportuneJ 
 A lo publilh fuch a HY^^N Booj^as might 
 be generally ufcd in all our Congregations, 
 throughout Great-Britain and Ireland, 1 have 
 hitherto with(h)od the importunity, as I believed 
 fuch a Publication was ncedlefs, confidering the 
 various Hymn Bookgjwhich my Brother and I 
 have publiOied within thefe forty years lafl pall ; 
 fo that it may be doubted, whether any religious 
 Community in the world has a greater variety 
 of them. 
 
 2 . But it has been anfwered.lS^uch a^uh- 
 lication is highly needtul upon this very account; 
 for the greater part of the peopl^, being poor, 
 are not able to purchafe fo many books. And 
 thofe tfiat have purchafed them, are as it were 
 bewildered in the immenfe variety. There is 
 therefore ffill wanting a proper ColleHion of 
 Hymns for general ufe, carefully made out of 
 bo^s_; 4 nd one compri^S in fo mo¬ 
 derate a compos, as neitlxti to be cumberfome, 
 nor ejspenfive.^ 
 
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 3. It has b^en replied, “ You have fuch a 
 Colleflion already, (Intitled, Hymns and Spi¬ 
 ritual Songs,) which H exirafled feveral 
 years ago, from ZL^ariety of Hymn Boohs.” 
 
 But it is objefted, QThis is in the other extreme: 
 
 It IS abundantly. tooTinall. It does not, it cannot 
 in fo narrow a coinpafs, contain variety enough: 
 not fo much as we want, among whom Tinging 
 makes fo confiderabie a part of the public fer- 
 vice. What we want is, a Colledlior^neither^jy^'' 
 too large, that it may be cheap and p^Trfrtatrk^r- 
 nor too final), that it may contain a fufficient 
 variety for all ordinary occafioDS.^ 
 
 4. Such a Hymn Book you have now before 
 you. It is not fo large as to be either cumber- 
 fome, or expenfive. And it is large enough to 
 contain fuch a variety of ^mns, as will not 
 foon be worn thread-bare. It is large enough to 
 contain all the important truths of our moft holy 
 religion, whether fpeculative or prafiical ; yea, 
 to illullrate them all, and to prove them both by 
 Icripture and reafon. #And this is done in a re¬ 
 gular order. The /tfymns are not carelefsiy 
 jumbled together, but carefully ranged under 
 proper heads, according to the experience of 
 real^'^hriflians. So that this hook is in effef^a 
 little body of experimental and pratfical divinity. 
 
 5. As but a fmall part of thefe ^mns arc of 
 my compofing, I do not think il inconfillent 
 with modefly to declare, that I am perfuaded, 
 no fuch Hymn Book as this lias yet been pub- 
 liflied m the ^^it^^nguage. In what other 
 publication ot the kind have you lo diflin 61 
 and lull aiy_accou nt ot^ fcripttiral ghrUliamt y ? 
 Such a declaratiorToTThni^ijlhts and depthTof 
 
 ’Religion, IpecLiIative and praflical ? So flrong 
 nf cautions 
 
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 cautions a?a‘infl the mod plaufible ^rrors*^ par¬ 
 ticularly tnofe that are nov/ mod prevalent ? 
 And fo clear direftions lor making "Aour calling 
 and eleftion fure ; for perfefting holinel's in the 
 fear of God ? 
 
 6. May I be permitted to add a few words 
 with regard to the poetry? Then I v/iil fpeak. 
 to thofe who are judges thereof, with all freedom 
 and unreferve. To, thefe I may' fay, v,^ithout 
 offenccj^^i. In thefe /ifymns there is ho doggerel? 
 no botches9nothing put in to patch up the rhyiii^ 
 no feeble expletives. 2. Here is nothing turgid 
 or bombafl on the one hand,hpr lowland creeping 
 on the other. 3. Here are no expreflions^ 
 no words without meaning. Thofe v/ho impute 
 this to us, know not what they fay. We talk 
 common fenfe (whether they underfland it or 
 not) both in verle and profe, and ufe no word^ 
 but in a fixt and determinate fenfe. 4. Here are 
 (allow me to fay) both the dtengtl^ 
 
 and the elegance of the £i?ife)wlanguage : and 
 at the fame time the utmod urnphcity and plain- 
 nefs, fuited to every capacity, Lafliy, I defire 
 men of lafte to judge (thefe are the only com¬ 
 petent judges;) whether there is not in fome of 
 the following verfes^the true Spirit of Poetry : 
 fuch as cannot be acquired by art and labour ; 
 but muft be the gift of nature. By labour a man 
 may become a tolerable imitator of Spemser, 
 Shakespear, or Milton, and may heap 
 together pretty compound epithets, as 
 
 and the like. But unlefs he is born^ 
 I^I^et, he will never attain,the genuine 
 
 7. And here I beg leave to mention a thought 
 which has been long upon my mind, and which 
 A3 I fiiould 
 
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 1 fiionld long ago have inferted in the public 
 papers, had I not been unwilling to Air up a neA 
 of hornets. Many 'iS^entlemen have clone my 
 Brother and me (though without naming us) the 
 honour to reprint many of our jfljymns. Now 
 they are perte 611 y welcome fo to do, provided 
 they print them juA as they are. But I defir^ 
 they would not attempt to mend them : for 
 really they are not able. None of them is able 
 to mend either the fenfe, or the verfe. There¬ 
 fore 1 muA beg of them one of thefe two 
 favours; either to let them Aand juA as they 
 are.lto take them for better for worfe: or to add 
 the true reading in the margin, or at the bottom 
 of the page ; that we may no longer be ac¬ 
 countable either for the nonfenfe^or for th« 
 doggerel of other men. 
 
 8. But to return. What is of infinitely more 
 moment than the Spirit of Poetry, is the Spirit 
 of Piety. And f Iruff all perfpns of real judg¬ 
 ment will find this breathing through the whole 
 Colleffion. It IS in this view chieAy^that I 
 would recotnmend it to every truly pious 
 ■flf^eader<^'.as a means of raifing or quickening 
 the fpirit of devotionf? of confirming his faiifiy 
 ofchnlivening his hope*? ^nd kindling or in- 
 creafing his love to God and man. When 
 P 'Roetry thus keeps its place, as the handmaid of 
 ^ "Piety, It fhal! attain not a poor perifhablc wreath, 
 but a crown that fadeth not away. 
 
 JOHN WESLEY. 
 
 London, 03. 20, 1779. 
 
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 PART I. 
 
 Containing Introductory Hymns. 
 SECTION I. 
 
 Exhorting, and bejeeching to return lo God 
 
 HYMN I. 
 
 1 For a ihoufand tongues to fing 
 V_>/ My dear Redeemer's praife! 
 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 
 The triumphs of his grace! 
 
 2 My gracious Mafle^and my God, 
 
 Afli(l me to proclaim ; 
 
 To fpread through all the earth abroad ■ 
 
 The honours of thy i'^amc, 
 
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 3 Jefus, the name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our forrovvs ceafe : 
 
 ’Tis mufic in the finner’s ears \ 
 
 ’Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
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 4 He breaks tbe poWer of cancelled fin, 
 
 He fets the prifoner free : 
 
 His blood Can make the fouleft clean ; 
 
 His blood availed forme. 
 
 5 Hear him. ye deaf: his pralfe, ye dumb, 
 
 Your loofened tongues employ ; 
 
 Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, 
 
 And leaj^ye lamc^for joy ! 
 
 ’’6 Look unto him, ye nations, own 
 Your God, ye fallen race ; 
 
 Look, and be faved through faith alone, 
 ^Be juflified by grace ! 
 
 7 See all vour fins on Jefus laid: 
 
 The ^amb of God was fiain. 
 
 His foul was once an offering made 
 For every foul of man, 
 
 8 Awake from guilty nature’s fleep. 
 
 And Chrift fhall give you li.^ht; 
 
 Caft all your fins into rlie deep, 
 
 And walh the ytthiop white : 
 
 <) With me your chief ye then fhall know, 
 Shallyour fins foigivcn ; 
 
 Anticipate your heaven below, 
 
 And own that love is heaven. 
 
 HYMN II. 
 
 1 /^OME, finncrsgjto thel^oTpelltfeafl; 
 
 Let every foul be jefu's guefl; 
 
 Ye need not one be left behind ; 
 
 For God hath bidden all mankind. 
 
 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call; 
 
 The invitation is to all : 
 
 Come all the world : come, finneig) thou ! 
 All things in Chrifl are ready now. 
 
 3 Come 
 
3 Come 3II ye fouls by fin opprefl, 
 
 Ye refllcfs wanderers after reft ; 
 
 Yc poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind, 
 
 Ch rift a hearty welcome find. 
 
 4 Come, and partake the gofpel-feaft, 
 
 Be faved from fin; in Jefus reft ; 
 
 O tafte the goodnefs of your God, 
 
 And eat his flefl), and drink his blood, 
 
 5 Ye vagrant fouls, on you I call; 
 
 fO that my voice could reach you all !) 
 
 Vc all are freely juftified ; 
 
 V’c all may live: for God hath duid, 
 
 6 My meffage as from God receive: 
 
 Ye all may come to ChriflQand live: 
 
 O let his love your hearts conftrain. 
 
 Nor fuffer him to die in vain ! 
 
 7 His love is miglity to compel : 
 
 His conquering love confent to feel; 
 
 Yield to his love’s refiftlcls power; 
 
 And fight againft your God no more. 
 
 8 See him fet forth before your eyes, 
 
 'I'hat precious, bleeding facrifice 1 
 His offered benefits embrace. 
 
 And freely now be faved by grace 1 
 
 9 This is the time : no more delay 1 
 This is the acceptable day; 
 
 Come in, this moment, at his call, 
 
 And live for him, who died for all ! 
 
 HYMN HI. 
 
 1 ^11 psfs by, To Jefus draw near, 
 
 V.y He utters a cry ; ^'e (inners give ear ! 
 
 F rom hell to retrieve you^He fpreads out his hands: 
 Now, now to receive you, He gracioufly (lands. 
 
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 2 If any man thirll. And happy would be, 
 
 The vileft and word May come unto me ; 
 
 May drink of my Spirit, (Excepted is none,) 
 Lay claim to my merit. And take for his own, 
 
 3 Whoever receives The life-giving word, 
 
 In Jefus believes, His God and his Lord, 
 
 In him a pure river Of life fhall arife; 
 
 Shall in the believer Spring up to the Ikies, 
 
 My God, and my Lord! Thy call I obey ; 
 
 My foul on thy word Of promife I day : 
 
 Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace; 
 
 Athird for faJvation, Salvation by grace, 
 
 5 O haden the hour ! Send dov/n from above 
 I'he fpirit of power, Of health, and of love t 
 Of filial fear, Of knowledge and grace ; 
 
 Of wifdom, of prayer, Of joy, and of praife ; 
 
 6 The fpirit of faith, Of faith in thy blood, 
 Which faves us from wrath. And bringsus to God; 
 Removes the huge mountain Of indwelling fin, 
 And opens a fountain That waflies us clean. 
 
 HYMN IV. 
 
 1 T T O ! every one that thirds, draw nigh ; 
 
 JtX (’Tis God invites the fallen race ;) 
 
 Mercy and free falvation buy ; 
 
 Buy wine, and milk, and gofpel-gracc. 
 
 2 Come to the living waters, come ! 
 
 Sinners, obey your Maker’s call; 
 
 Return, ye weary wanderers, home. 
 
 And find my grace is free for all. 
 
 3 See from the Rock a fountain rife! 
 
 For you in healing dreams it rolls: 
 
 Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
 
 Ye labouring, burthened, fm-fick fouls. 
 
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 4 Nothing yc in exchange (hall give, 
 
 Leave all you have, and are behind; 
 
 Frankly the gift of God receive, 
 
 Pardon and peace in Jefus (ind. 
 
 g Why feek ye that which is not bread, 
 
 Nor can your hungry fouls fuflain? 
 
 On afhes, hufks, and air ye feed ; 
 
 Ye fpend )’our little alljn vain. 
 
 6 In fearch of empty joys below, 
 
 Ye toil with unavailing Rrife : 
 
 Whither, ah ! whither would you go ? 
 
 I have the words of cndlefs life. 
 
 7 Hearken to me with earnefl care, 
 
 And freely eat (ubftantial food ; 
 
 The fwcetncisof my mercy fharc, 
 
 And talfe that 1 alone am good, 
 
 8 I bid you all my goodnefs prove. 
 
 My promiles for all are free ; 
 
 Come, lafle the manna of my love, 
 
 And let your foul delight in me. 
 
 5 Your willing car and heart incline, 
 
 My words believingly receive ; 
 
 Ouickened your fouls by faith divine, 
 
 An cverlafting life fhall live. 
 
 HYMN V. 
 
 ) ' I 'HY faithfulncfs,Lord,F.achmomentwe find, 
 X So true to thy word. So loving and kind! 
 Thy mercy fo tender To all the loll race ; 
 
 The foulefl offender May turn and find grace, 
 
 " The mercy I feel, To others I fhew : 
 
 I fet to my feal That Jefus is tme ; 
 
 Yc all may find favour. Who come at his call, 
 
 O come to my Saviour: Hisgrace is for all. 
 
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 3 To fave wliat was lo^ft: From heaven He came : 
 Come, Sinncrs^’and trufi; in Jefus’s name! 
 
 He offers you pardon ; He bids you be free ! 
 
 If fin is your burden, O come unto me ! 
 
 /j O let me commend My Saviour to you : 
 
 The publican’s friend, And advocate too : 
 
 For you he is pleading His merits and death : 
 With God interceding For finncrs beneath. 
 
 5 Then let us fubmit His grace to receive ; 
 
 Fall down at his feet, And gladly believe : 
 
 Wc all arc forgiven, For Jclus’s lake : 
 
 Our title to heaven Hrs merits we take. 
 
 HYMN VI. 
 
 V/hy will ye die, 0 Houfe oj Ifracl! Ezek. xvlii. 31-, 
 
 ! OINNERS, turn, why will you die? 
 
 O God, your Maker, alks you why ? 
 
 Cod, who did your being give, 
 
 Made you with himfclf to live ; 
 
 He the fatal caufe demands, 
 
 A(ks the work of his own hands. 
 
 Why, ye thanklcfs creatures, why 
 Will ye crofs his love, and die ? 
 
 9. Sinners, turn, why will yon die? 
 
 God, your Saviour afks you why P 
 God, who did your fouls retrieve, 
 
 Died himfelf, that you might live. 
 
 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 
 Crucify your Lord again? 
 
 M/hy, ye ranfomed linncrs, wliy 
 Will you flight his grace, and die ? 
 
 3 Sinners, turn, why will you die ? 
 
 God. the Spirit, afks you why ? 
 
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 He, who all your lives hath ftrove, 
 Wooed you to embrace his love. 
 
 Will you not the grace receive ? 
 
 Will you ftill refufe to live ? 
 
 Why, ye long fought finners, why 
 Will you grieve your God, and die ? 
 
 4 Dead, already dead within, 
 
 Spiritually dead in fin, 
 
 Dead to God, while here you breathe, 
 Pant ye after fecond death ? 
 
 Will you ftill in fin remain. 
 
 Greedy of eternal pain ? 
 
 O ye dying finners, why, 
 why will you for ever die ? 
 
 HYMN VII. 
 
 1 T ET the beafts their breath refign, 
 i j Strangers to the life divine ; 
 
 Who their God can never know. 
 
 Let their fpirit downward go. 
 
 You for higher, ends were born : 
 
 You may all to God return. 
 
 Dwell with him above the Iky: 
 
 Why will you for ever die? 
 
 2 You, on whom he favour Ihowers, 
 You, polTeft of nobler powers. 
 
 You, of reafon’s powers polTeft, 
 
 You, with will and memory blcft ; 
 You, with finer fenfe endued, 
 Creatures capable of God ; 
 
 •Noblefl of his creatures, why, 
 
 Why will you for ever die? 
 
 3 You, whom he ordained to be 
 Tranferipts of the Trinity ; 
 
 You, whom he in life doth hold, 
 
 You, for whom himfelf was fold * 
 
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 You, on whom he ftill doth wait, 
 
 Whom he wOuld again create ; 
 
 Made by him, and purchafed, why, 
 
 Wily will you foi ever die ? 
 
 4 Ye, who own his record true, 
 
 You, his cholen people, you. 
 
 Ye, who call the Saviour Lord, 
 
 Ye, who read his wrillen word ; 
 
 Ye, who'fce the goTpel-light, 
 
 Cla im a crown in Jelu’s right , 
 
 Why will you, ye Chriflians, why 
 Will the houfe of Ifrael die ? 
 
 HYMN VIII. 
 
 1 "XX could your Redeemer do 
 
 V V More than he hath done for you ? 
 To procure your peace with God 
 Could he mote than fhed liis blood ? 
 
 After all his wade of love. 
 
 All his drawings from above. 
 
 Why will you your Lord deny ? 
 
 Why will you refolve to die ? 
 
 2 Turn, he cries, ye finncrs turn : 
 
 By his life your God hath Iworn, 
 
 He would have you turn and live, 
 
 He would all the world receive. 
 
 If your death were his delight, 
 
 Would he you to life invite ? 
 
 Would he alk, obtefl, and cry. 
 
 Why will you refolve to die ? 
 
 3 Sinners turn, while God is ne ar 
 Dare not think him infinceic; 
 
 Now, even now, your Saviour flands, 
 
 All day long he fpreads his hands ; 
 
 Cries, ye will not happy be ; 
 
 No, ye will not come to me ! 
 
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 Me, who life to none deny : 
 
 Why will you relolve to die ? 
 
 4 Can ye doubt if God is love ? 
 
 If to all his bowels move ? 
 
 Will ye not his word receive ? 
 Will ye not his oath believe ? 
 See, the fuffering God appears! 
 Jefus weeps I believe his tears ! 
 Mingled with his blood, they cry, 
 Why will you refolve to die ? 
 
 HYMN IX. 
 
 1 O INNERS, obey the gofpel-word ! 
 
 O Hafte to the lupper of my Lord : 
 
 Be wife to know your gracious day ! 
 
 All things are ready ; come away ! 
 
 2 Ready the Father is to own, 
 
 And kifs his late returning fon : 
 
 Ready your loving Saviour ftands. 
 
 And fpreads for you his bleeding hands. 
 
 3 Ready the Spirit of his love, 
 
 Juft now the ftony to remove ; 
 
 To’ apply, and witnefs with the blood, 
 And wafti, and feal the fons of God. 
 
 4 Ready for you the angels wait. 
 
 To triumph in your bleft eftate : 
 
 Tuning their harps they long to praife 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 3 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft 
 Is ready, with their (hining hoft ; 
 
 All heaven is ready to refound, 
 
 ‘‘ The dead’s alive 1 The loft is found.” 
 
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 6 Come then, ye finners, to your Lord, 
 
 In Chnft to paradife reftored, 
 
 His proflFered benefits embrace, 
 
 The plenitude of gofpel-graee : 
 
 7 A pardon written with his blood, 
 
 The favour and the peace of God ; 
 
 The feeing eye, the feeling fenfe. 
 
 The myflic joys of penitence: 
 
 8 The godly grief, the pleafing fmart. 
 
 The meltings of a broken heart: 
 
 The tears that tell your fins forgiven ; 
 
 The fighs that waft your fouls to heaven ; 
 
 9 The guiltlefs fhame, the fweet diRrefs, 
 
 The unutterable tendernefs; 
 
 The genuine, meek humility ; 
 
 The wonder, “ Why fuch love to me!” 
 
 10 Th^ o’erwhelming power of favtng grace, 
 
 The fight that vails the feraphs face ; 
 
 The fpeechlefs awe that dares not move, 
 
 And all the filent heaven of love. 
 
 HYMN X . 
 
 1 ■'^EthirRy for God, To Jefus give ear; 
 
 X And take through his blood A power to 
 draw near; 
 
 His kind invitation Ye finners embrace, 
 
 The fenfe of falvation Accepting through grace. 
 
 2 Sent down from above, Who governs the (kies, 
 In vehement love To finners he cries, 
 
 Drink into my fpirit ! Who happy would be ; 
 And all things inherit By coming to me. 
 
 3 O Saviour of all, Thy word we believe, 
 
 And come at thy call Thy grace to receive : 
 
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The blefTing is given, Wherever thou art; 
 Theearueft of heaven Is love in the heart. 
 
 To us at tliy feet The Comforter give, 
 
 Who gafp to admit Thy Spirit and live. 
 
 The wcakefl believers Acknowledge for thine; 
 And fill us with rivers Of water divine. 
 
 HYMN XI 
 
 1 OD, the offended God mofl high, 
 VJT Ambafladors to rebels fends; 
 His meffengers his place lupply, 
 
 And J efus begs us to be Incnds. 
 
 2 Us, in the Read of Chrifl, they pray ; 
 
 Us, in the Read of God, intreat. 
 
 To caR our arms, our fins away. 
 
 And find forgivenefs at his feet. 
 
 3 Our God in ChriR, thine embaR’y, 
 
 And proffered mercy we embrace : 
 And gladly reconciled to thee, 
 
 Thy condefeending mercy praife. 
 
 4 Poor debtors, by our Lord's requeff, . 
 
 A full acquittance we receive ! 
 
 And criminals with pardon bleR, 
 
 Wc, at our Judge’s inRan'ce live. 
 
 SECTION 11 
 
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 HYMN XII. 
 
 C OME, ye that love' the Lord, 
 And let youg joys be knowr 
 Join in a fong with fweet accord. 
 While ye furround his throne : 
 
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 Let thofe refufe to fing 
 
 Who never knew our God : 
 
 But fervants of the heavenly king 
 May fpeak their joys abroad. 
 
 2 The God that rules on high, 
 
 That all the earth furveys, 
 
 That rides upon the ftormy fky, 
 
 And calms the roaring (eas ■, 
 
 This awful God isour’s, 
 
 Our father and our.love : 
 
 He will fend down his heavenly powers 
 To carry us above. 
 
 3 Tiiere we fliall fee his face, 
 
 And never, never fin ; 
 
 There, from the rivers of his grace, 
 
 Drink endlefs pleafures in. 
 
 Yea, and before we rife 
 To that immortal ftate, 
 
 The thoughts of fuch amazing blifs 
 Should conflant joys create. 
 
 4 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below : 
 
 Celeftial fruit on earthly ground 
 From faith and hope niay grow ; 
 
 Then let our fongs abound, 
 
 And every fear be dry ; 
 
 W e are marching through Immanuel’s ground 
 To faiicr worlds on high. 
 
 HYMN XIII. 
 
 , T T APPY foul, that free fiom harms, 
 
 X X Refls within his Shepherd’s arms I 
 Who his quiet fhall moleft ? 
 
 Who fhall violate his red? 
 
 Jefus doth his fpirii bear, 
 
 Jefus takes his every care : 
 
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 Ite H'Ko found the wandering fneep, 
 
 Jelus Hill delights to keep. 
 
 2 O that I might fo believe, 
 
 SredtaHly to jelus cleave ; 
 
 On his only love rely, 
 
 Smile at the dellioyer nigh! 
 
 Free from fui and fervile fear, 
 flave niy Jefus ever near ; 
 
 All his care rejoice to prove : 
 
 All his paradife of love ! 
 
 3 Jefus, feek thy wandering fheep : 
 
 Bring me back, and lead, and keep ; 
 
 Take on thee my every care ; 
 
 Bear me, on thy bofom bear. 
 
 I.et me know my Shepherd’s voice. 
 
 More and more in thee rejoice ; 
 
 More and more of Thee receive, 
 
 Ever in thy fpirit live : 
 
 4 Live, till all tliy life I know, 
 
 I’erlefl through my Lord below ; 
 
 Oladly then from earth remove, 
 
 Gathered to the fold above I 
 
 O that I at lalf may (land 
 With the flieep at thy nght-band ; 
 
 Take the crown fo freely giv^n ; 
 
 Enter in by thee to heaven! 
 
 HYMN XIV. 
 
 1 T T APPY the man that finds'the grace, 
 
 JL A The blcffing of God’s cholen rate, 
 
 'I'he wifdom coming from above, 
 
 Tlie faith that (weetly works by love. 
 
 2 Happy beyond defeription he 
 
 Who knows the Saviour died for me, 
 
 The gift unfpcakable obtains, 
 
 And heavenly underftanding gains. 
 
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 3 WifJom divine ! Who tells the price 
 Of wifdom’s coflly merchandife ? 
 
 Vl irdom to filver we prefer, 
 
 And gold is drols, compared to her. 
 
 <3 Her hands are filled with length of days, 
 True riches and immortal praife; 
 
 Riches of Chrift on all bellowed, 
 
 And honour, that defcends from God. 
 
 5 To purefl joys fire all invites, 
 
 Chaftc, holy, fpiritual delights; 
 
 Her wavs are ways of pleal'antnefs. 
 
 And all her flowery jraths aie peace. 
 
 6 Happy the man who wifdom gains ; 
 Tlirice happy who his gued retains ; 
 
 He owns, and fhall for ever own, 
 Wifdom, and Chrift, and heaven are one. 
 
 HYMN XV. 
 
 1 TTAPPY the fouls to Jefus joined, 
 
 XA And faved by grace alone ; 
 Walking in all his ways, they find 
 ' Their heaven on earth begun. 
 
 e The church triumphant in thy love, 
 Their mighty joys we know : 
 
 They fing the Lamb In hymns above: 
 And vve in hymns below. 
 
 3 Thee in thy glorious reahn they praife, 
 
 And bow before thy throne ! 
 
 V/e in the kingdom of thy grace : 
 
 The kingdoms are but one, 
 
 4 The holy to the holieft leads : 
 
 From thence our fpirits rife : 
 
 And be that in thy ftatutes treads,. 
 
 Shall meet ihce in the fkies. 
 
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 HYMN XVI. 
 Primitive Christianity. 
 Part the Firjl, 
 
 [ APPY the fouls that firfl believed, 
 
 To Jehjs and each other cleaved : 
 
 Joined by the Unflion from above, 
 
 In myflic fcllowfhip ot love. 
 
 2 Meek, fimple followers of the Lamb, 
 
 They Jivdd, and fpake, and thought the f»me ; 
 They joyfully confpired to rails 
 Theii ceafelefs laenhee of praifc. 
 
 3 With grace abundantly endued, 
 
 A pure, believing multitude, 
 
 They all were of one heart and foul, 
 
 And only love infpircd the whole. 
 
 O what an age of golden days ! 
 
 O what a choice, peculiar race ! 
 
 Waflicd in the Lamb's all-cleanling blood. 
 Anointed kings and priefts to God ! 
 
 5 Where (hall I wander now to find 
 The lucceffors they left behind ? 
 
 The faithful, whom I feek in vain. 
 
 Are mlnlfhcd from the fons of men. 
 
 6 Ye different fefts who all declare, 
 
 Lo, here is ChrifL, or Chrid is there! 
 
 Your (Ironger proofs divinely give, 
 
 And (hew me where the Chriftians live. 
 
 7 Your claim, alas! ye cannot prove ; 
 
 Ye want the genuine mark of^ love : 
 
 1 hou only, Lord, thine own canfl fhow, 
 
 For lure thou had a church below. 
 
 8 The gates of hell cannot prevail; 
 
 The church on earth can never lail ; 
 
 Ah 
 
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 Ah, join me to thy fecret ones? 
 
 Ah, gather all thy living ftones ! 
 
 9 Scattered o’er all the earth they lie, 
 
 Till thou colleft them with thine eye, 
 
 Draw by the mufic of thy Name, 
 
 And charm into a beauteous frame, 
 
 10 For this the pleading Spirit groans, 
 
 And cries in all thy baniflied ones : 
 
 Greatefl of gifts, thy love impart. 
 
 And make us of one mind and heart, 
 
 11 Join every foul that looks to thee 
 In bonds of perfefl charity ; 
 
 Now, Lord, the glorious fulnefs give, 
 
 And all in all for ever live. 
 
 HYMN ;KVII, 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 1 T ESUS, from whom all blefTings flow, 
 
 I Great builder of thy church below, 
 
 it now thy Spirit moves my bread, 
 
 Hear, and fulfil thine own requeft ! 
 
 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, 
 
 And wait thy fanflifying word. 
 
 And thee their utmofl Saviour own, 
 
 Unite, and perfe£l them in one, 
 
 3 O let them all thy mind exprefs. 
 
 Stand forth thy chofen witneffes; 
 
 1 hy power unto falvation fhow, 
 
 And perfeft hohncfs below, 
 
 4 In them let all mankind behold, 
 
 H ow Chriftians lived in days of old ; 
 
 Mighty their envious foes to move, 
 
 A proverb of reproach—and love, 
 
 5 Call 
 
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 5 Call them into thy wondrous light, 
 Worthy to walk with thee in white ! 
 Make up thy jewels, Lord, and Ihow 
 'I'he glorious, fpotlefs church below 1 
 
 6 From every fitiful wrinkle free, 
 Redeemed from all iniquity, 
 
 The fellowfhip of faints make known! 
 And, O my God, might 1 be one ! 
 
 y O might my lot be call with thefe ; 
 
 'I'he leaR of Jefu’s witnelfes! 
 
 O tliat my Lord would count me meet 
 To wafh his dear difciples feet! 
 
 8 This only thing do I require : 
 
 Thou knowefl ’tis all my heart’s defire ; 
 Freely what I receive to give. 
 
 The lervant of thy church to live. 
 
 q After my lowlv Lord to go. 
 
 And wait upon thy faints below, 
 
 Knjoy the grace to angels given, 
 y\nd Icrve the royal heirs of heaven. 
 
 to Lord, if I nov/ thy drawings feel, 
 
 And afk according to thy will. 
 
 Confirm the prayer, the feal impart. 
 And fpeak the anlwcr to my heart. 
 
 11 Tell me, or thou fhalt never go, 
 
 “ Thy prayer is heard ; it fhall be fo;” 
 The word hath paffed thy lips, and I 
 Shall with thy people live, and die. 
 
 HYMN XVIII. 
 
 1 TV/TAKER, Saviour of mankind. 
 
 Who haft on me beflowcd. 
 
 An immortal loul, defigned 
 'Lo be the houfe of God; 
 
 Come 
 
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 Come, and now refide in me, 
 Never, nevei to remove, 
 
 Make me juft, and good, like thee, 
 And full of power, and love ! 
 
 Bid me in tliy image rife, 
 
 A faint, a creature new ; 
 
 True, and merciful, and wife. 
 
 And pure, and happy too. 
 
 Th Is thy primitive defign, 
 
 That 1 fhould m thee be blcft ; 
 Should witliin the arms divine 
 For ever, ever reft. 
 
 3 Let thy will on me be 'done ; 
 
 Fulfil my heart’s dcfire, 
 
 Thee to know, and love alone ; 
 
 And rife in raptures higher ; 
 Thee defeending on a cloud. 
 
 When with ravifhed eyes I fee : 
 I'lien I Ihall be filled with God 
 To all eteriuiy ! 
 
 HYMN XIX. 
 
 R EJOICF- evermore, With angels above. 
 
 In Jefus's power. In Jefus s love •, 
 
 With glad exultation Your triumph proclaim, 
 Afcnbing falvation To God and the Lamb. 
 
 2 Thou. Lord, onr relief In Trouble Laft been ; 
 Haft faved usirom grief. Haft faved us from fin ; 
 The power of thy Spirit Hath fet our hearts free ; 
 And now we inherit All fulnefs in thee. 
 
 3 All fulnefs of peace. All fulnefs of ioy, 
 
 And fpiritual blifs, That never ftiafl cloy ; 
 
 To us it IS given in Jefus to know 
 A kingdom of heaven, A heaven below. 
 
 4 No 
 
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 No longer we jom, While fmners mvite, 
 
 Nor envy the (wine Their bruiifh delight; 
 
 Their joy is all fadncls, Their mirth is all vam, 
 Their laughter u madnels, Their pleafure is pain! 
 
 5 O might they at lafl With forrow return ! 
 
 Tlie pleafurcs to tafle For which they were born , 
 Our fefus receiving, Our happmefs prove, 
 
 'I he joy of believing, The heaven of love. 
 
 HYMN XX. 
 
 1 T II TEA.RY fouls that wander wide 
 VV From the central point of blifs, 
 Turn to Jefus crucified, 
 
 Fly to thofe dear wounds'of his ; 
 
 Sink into the purple flood ; 
 
 Rife into the life of God ! 
 
 i Find in Chrifl the way of peace, 
 
 Peace unfpeakable, unknown, 
 
 By his pain he gives you ea(e, 
 
 Life by his expiring groan ; 
 
 Rife exalted by his fall, 
 
 Find in Chrifl your all in all. 
 
 3 O believe the record true, 
 
 God to you his Son hath giv^n! 
 
 Ye may now be happy too; 
 
 Find on earth the lile ol heaven ; 
 Live the life of heaven above, 
 
 All the life of giorious love. 
 
 4 This the univerfal blifs, 
 
 Blifs for every foul defign^J : 
 
 God’s anginal promife this, 
 
 God’s great gift to all mankind: 
 
 Bleft in Chrifl (his moment be ! 
 
 Bled to all eternity 
 
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 HYMN X-XL 
 
 1 ''^ 7 ’E fimple fouls that flray 
 
 1 Far from the path of peace, 
 (That lonely, anfrequented way 
 To life and happinefs ;) 
 
 Why will ye folly rove, 
 
 And throng the downward road, 
 And hate the wifdom from above, 
 
 And mock the Ions of Cod P 
 
 2 Madnefs and mifery 
 
 Ye count our life beneath ; 
 
 And nothing great, or good can fee, 
 
 Or glorious in our death ; 
 
 As only born to grieve, 
 
 Beneath your feet we lie ; 
 
 And utterly contemned we I/ve, 
 
 And unlamented die. 
 
 g So wretched and obfeure 
 The men whom ye dcfpii'e, 
 
 So foolifh, impotent and poor, 
 
 Above your Irorn we rife ; 
 
 We, through the Holy Chofl, 
 
 Can witnefs better things : 
 
 For he wliofe blood is all our boaft, 
 Hath made us priells and kings. 
 
 Riches unfearchabie 
 In Jelu's love we know ; 
 
 And plealures, fprmging from the well 
 Of life, our fouls o'erflow ; 
 
 The fpirit we receive 
 
 i){ wifdom graee and power ; 
 
 And always forrowful we live, 
 Rejoicing evermore. 
 
 2 Angels our fervants are, 
 
 And keep m all our ways, 
 
 And 
 
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 An(J in their watchful hands they bear 
 The facred Ions of grace : 
 
 Unto that heavenly blifs 
 Tliey all our Heps attend, 
 
 And (Jod himfelf our father is, 
 
 And jefus IS out friend. 
 
 6 In him we walk in white ; 
 
 We in his image fhine ; 
 
 Our robes are robes of glorious light, 
 
 Our nghieoufnefs divine ; 
 
 On all the kings of earth 
 With pity we look down ; 
 
 And claim, in vii tue of our birth, 
 
 A never-fading crown. 
 
 HYMN XXII. 
 
 2. Deferibing the goodnef of God- 
 
 t T) EHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
 X 3 Nailed to the fhameful tree; 
 
 How vafl the love that him inclined 
 To bleed and die for thee! 
 
 2 Hark, how he groans I while nature'fliakes, 
 
 And earth's (trong pillars bend ! 
 d he icmple's veil in funder breaks, 
 
 The folid marbles rend. 
 
 3 ’Tis done ! the precious ranfom’s paid, 
 
 “ Receive my foul," he cries! 
 
 See where he bows his facred head ! 
 
 He bows his head and dies. 
 
 ^ But foon he’ll break death’s envious chain, 
 And in full glory fhine : 
 
 O Lamb of God ! was evei pain, 
 
 W'as ever love like thine ! 
 
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 HYMN XXIII. 
 
 1 'P' XTENDED on a curfed tree, 
 
 Jl__< Belmeared vi^ith duR, and fweat, and blood, 
 See there, the King of glory fee ! 
 
 Sinks, and expires the Son of God. 
 
 2 Who, who, my Saviour, this has done r 
 
 Who could thy iacred body wound? 
 
 No guilt thy fpotlefs heart hath known. 
 
 No guile hath in thy lips been found. 
 
 31,1 alone have done the deed ! 
 
 Tis 1 thy facred flefh have torn ! 
 
 My fins have caufed thee, Lord, to bleed; 
 Pointed the nail, and fixed the thorn. 
 
 4 The burden for me to fuftain 
 
 Too great, o.n thee, my Lord, was laid r 
 To heal me, thou haft borne my pain ; 
 
 To blefs me, thou a curfe waft made. 
 
 3 In the devouring lion’s teeth. 
 
 Torn, and fbrlbok of all I lay ; 
 
 Thou fprangeft into the jaws of death, 
 
 From death to fave the helplcfs prey. 
 
 6 My Saviour, how fhall I proclaim ? 
 
 How pay the mighty debt 1 owe ? 
 
 Let alt I have, and all 1 am, 
 
 Ceafelels to all thy glory fhow. 
 
 7 Too much to thee I cannot give : 
 
 Too much I cannot do for thee : 
 
 Let all thy love, and all thy grief, 
 
 Graven on my heart for ever be! 
 
 8 The meek, the ftlll, the lowly mind 
 
 O may I learn from thee, my God: 
 
 And love, with lofleft pity joined. 
 
 For ihofe that trample on thy blood t 
 
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 9 Slill let thy tears, thy groans, thy fighs, 
 
 O’crflow my eyes, and heave my breaft, 
 
 Till loole from flefb and earth 1 rife, 
 
 And ever in thy bolom red. 
 
 HYMN XXIV. 
 
 1 E that pafs by, behold the Man! 
 
 jL The man of griefs condemned for you! 
 The Lamb of God, for finncrs flam, 
 
 Weeping to Calvary puilue ! 
 
 2 See how his back the fcourgers tear. 
 
 While to the bloody pillar bound ! 
 
 The ploughers make long furrows there, 
 
 Till all his body is one wound, 
 
 3 Nor can he thus their hate afTuage; 
 
 Ilis innocence to death purfued, 
 
 Mufl fully glut their utmoll rage; 
 
 Hark! how they clamour for his blood ! 
 
 4 To us our own Barabbas give ; 
 
 Away with him, (they loudly cry :) 
 
 Away with him, not fit to live ; 
 
 The vile feducer crucify! 
 
 5 His facred limbs, they flrctch, they teat, 
 
 With nails they laden to the wood 
 His facred limbs—expofed, and bare. 
 
 Or only covered with his blood. 
 
 6 See there! his temples crowned with thorn ! 
 
 His bleeding hands extended wide. 
 
 His dreaming feet transflxt, arid torn ! 
 
 The fountain gufhing from his fide ! 
 
 7 Where is the King of glory now ! 
 
 The everlading Son ol God ! 
 
 The Immortal hangs his languid brow ! 
 
 The Almighty faints beneath his load ' 
 
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 8 Beneatl) my load he faints and dies: 
 
 1 filled his foul with pangs unknown : 
 
 I caufed thofe mortal groans, and cries ; 
 
 I killed the Father’s only Son ! 
 
 9 O thou dear fuffering Son of God ! 
 
 How doth thy heart to Tinners move ! 
 Help me to catch thy precious blood, 
 
 Help me to tafle tliy dying love I 
 
 10 Give me to feel thy agonies, 
 
 One drop of thy fad cup afford! 
 
 I fain with thee would Tympathize, 
 
 And Thare the lufferings of my Lord. 
 
 j 1 The earth could to her centre quake, 
 Convulfed while her Creator died : 
 
 O let my inmofl nature fhake, 
 
 And die with Jefus crucified! 
 
 10 At thy lafl gafp the graves difplayed 
 Their hoirors to the upper (k:es , 
 
 O that my foul might buifl the fhadc, 
 
 And quickened by thy death arife ! 
 
 13 The rocks could feel thy powe'rful death, 
 And tremble, and afunder part : 
 
 O rend, with thine expiring breath, 
 
 The harder marble of my heart! 
 
 id My flony heart thy voice fhall tent, 
 
 Thou will, 1 truR, the veil remove : 
 
 My inmoft bowels fhall refenl 
 The yearnings of thy dying love, 
 
 15 The grace 1 furely fhall receive ; 
 
 Thy death hath bought the grace for me; 
 This is my whole defire, to live, 
 
 To live, and then to die in thee. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN XXV, 
 
 1 T Thirfl, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
 
 X To wafli me in ihy cleanfing blood ; 
 
 'I'o dwell within thy wounds; then pain 
 Is fwcct, and life or death is gam. 
 
 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
 For ever clofcd to all but thee ! 
 
 Seal thou my breaft, and let me wear 
 That pledge of love for ever there. 
 
 3 How blefl arc they who Rill abide 
 Clofe Ibeltcred in thy bleeding fide ! 
 
 Who life and Rrength from thence derive, 
 And by thee move, and in thee live! 
 
 4 What are our works but fin and death, 
 
 Till thou thy quickening fpirit breathe ! 
 Thou givcR the power thy grace to move, 
 O wondrous grace ! O boundlefs love ! 
 
 5 How can itRae, thou heavenly King, 
 
 That thou RiouldR us to glory bring ? 
 Make Raves the partners of thy throne, 
 Decked with a never-fading crown ? 
 
 6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o’erflow, 
 Our words are loR: nor will we know, 
 Nor will we think of ought befide, 
 
 " My Lord, my Love is crucified.” 
 
 7 Ah, Lord ! enlarge our fcanty thought 
 
 To know the wonders thou hall wrought I 
 Unloofc our Rammering tongue to tell 
 Thy love immenfe, unfcarchable ! 
 
 8 FirR-born of many brethren thou ! 
 
 To thee, lo! all our fouls we bow ; 
 
 To thee our hearts and hands we give ; 
 Thine may we die, thine may we live. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN XXVr. 
 
 1 O AVIOUR, the world’s and mine, 
 
 O Was ever grief like thine ! 
 
 I'hou my pain, my curfe haft took, 
 
 All my fins were laid on thee ; 
 
 Help me, Lord ; to thee I look ; 
 
 Draw me Saviour after thee. 
 
 2 ’Tis done! My God hath died, 
 
 My Love is crucified ! 
 
 Break tliis ftony heait of mine, 
 
 Pour m.y eyes a ceafeJefs flood ; 
 
 Feel my foul the pangs divine, 
 
 Catch my heart the ilTuing blood! 
 
 3 When O my God! ftiall I 
 For thee fubmit to die ? 
 
 How the mighty debt repay ? 
 
 Rival of thy paffion prove ? 
 
 Lead me in ihyfelf the way, 
 
 Melt my hardnefs into love, 
 
 4 To love is all my wifh, 
 
 I only live for this : 
 
 Grant me, Lord, my heart's defire, 
 
 There by faith for ever dwell: 
 
 This I always will require, 
 
 Thee, and only thee to feel. 
 
 5 Thy power I pant to prove, 
 
 Rooted and fixed in love : 
 
 Strengthened by thy fpirit’s might, 
 
 Wile to fathom things divine, 
 
 What the. length, and breadth, and height, 
 What the depth of love like thine. 
 
 6 Ah! give rne this to know, 
 
 With all thy faints below ; 
 
 Swells 
 
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 Swells my foul to compafs thee ; 
 
 Gafps in thee to live and move ; 
 
 Filled with all the Deity, 
 
 All immerll and loft in love ! 
 
 HYMN XXVII. 
 
 1 Love divine! what hafl thou done ! 
 
 The immortal God hath died for me I 
 The Father's co eternal Son 
 
 Bore all my fins upon the tree ; 
 
 The immortal God lor me hath died, 
 
 My Lord, my love is crucified. 
 
 2 Behold him, all ye that pafs by, 
 
 The bleeding Prince of Life and Peace! 
 Come, fee, ye worms, your Maker die, 
 
 And fay, was ever grief like his ! 
 
 Come, feel with me his blood applied: 
 
 My Lord, my Love is crucified. 
 
 3 Is crucified for me and you. 
 
 To bring us rebels back to God; 
 
 Bell eve, believe the record true. 
 
 Ye all are bought with [efu’s blood t 
 Pardon for all flows from his fide ; 
 
 My Lord, my Love is crucified. 
 
 4 Then let us fit beneath his crofs, 
 
 And gladly catch the healing flream ; 
 
 All things for him account but lols. 
 
 And give up all our hearts to him : 
 
 Of nothing tliink or fpcak befide. 
 
 “ My Lord, my Love Is crucified. 
 
 HYMN XXVIH. 
 
 1 /^OME, ye weary finners, come. 
 
 Ail who groan to bear your load : 
 Jefus calls his wanderers home ; 
 
 Haflen to your pardoning God. 
 
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 Come, ye guilty fpirits opprefTed, 
 Anfwcr to the Saviour’s call, 
 
 Come, and I will give you reft, 
 
 “ Come, and 1 will fave you ali,”^ 
 
 3 Jcfus, full of truth and love, 
 
 We thy kindeft word obey : 
 
 Faithful let thy mercies prove ; 
 
 Take our load of guilt away : 
 
 Fain we would on thee rely. 
 
 Call on thee our fin, and tare; 
 
 To thy arms of mercy fly, 
 
 Find our lafling quiet there. 
 
 3 Burdened with a world of giief. 
 Burdened with our Iinful load, 
 
 Burdened with this unbelief ; 
 
 Burdened with the wrath of God! 
 
 Lo! we come to thee for eafe, 
 
 I'rue and gracious as thou art, 
 
 Now our groaning fouls releafe, 
 Write forgivenefs on our heart. 
 
 HYMN XXIX. 
 
 1 TX 7 HEREfhall my wondering foul begin ? 
 VV How fhall I all to heaven afpire ! 
 
 A flave redeemed from death and fin, 
 
 A brand plucked from eternal fire ; 
 
 How fliall I equal triumphs raife. 
 
 Or ling my great Deliverer’s praife ! 
 
 s O how fhall 1 thy goodnefs tell 1 
 
 Father, which ihou to me haft fhowed, 
 
 That I, a child of wrath and hell, 
 
 I fliould be called a child of God ! 
 
 Should know, fhould feel my fins forgiven, 
 Bleft with this antepaft ol heaven ! 
 
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 3 And (hall I flight ray father’s love! 
 
 Or bafely fear his gifts to own ? 
 
 Unmindful of his favours prove ? 
 
 Shall 1 , the hallowed crofs to fhun, 
 
 Refufe his rightcoufnefs to’ ifnpart, 
 
 By hiding it within my heart ? 
 
 4 No, though the antient dragon rage, 
 
 And call forth all his holt to war ; 
 
 Though earth’s felf-righteous fons engage, 
 
 Them and their god alike 1 dare; 
 
 Jefus the Tinner’s friend proclaim ; 
 
 Jefus, to Tinners flill the Tarne, 
 
 5 Oufeafts of men to you I call, 
 
 Harlots, and publicans, and thieves! 
 
 He fpieads his arms to’embrace you all, 
 
 Sinners alone his grace receives ; 
 
 No need of him the righteous have ; 
 
 He came the loR to feek and lave, 
 
 6 Come, O my guilty brethren, come! 
 
 Groaning beneath your load of (in. 
 
 His bleeding heart fhall make you room, 
 
 His open Iidc fhall take you in ; 
 
 He calls you now, invites you home, 
 
 Come, O my guilty brethren, come ! 
 
 7 For you the purple current flowed, 
 
 In pardons from his wounded fide, 
 
 Languiflicd for you the eternal God, 
 
 For you the Prince of glory died ; 
 
 Believe; and all your fin’s forgiven. 
 
 Only believe, and yours is heaven ! 
 
 HYMN XXX. 
 
 I O.EE, finners, in the gofpel-glafs, 
 
 O The friend and Saviour of mankind ; 
 
 Not one of all the apoftatc race. 
 
 But may in him faivaUon find! 
 
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 His thoughts, and words, and aflions prove, 
 His life and death—that God is love ! 
 
 2 Behold Uie I amb of God, who bears 
 
 The fins of all the world away ! 
 
 A fervant's form he meekly wears, 
 
 He rojourns In a houfe of clay ; 
 
 His glory is no longer feen, 
 
 But God with God, is man with men. 
 
 3 See where the God-incarnate Rands, 
 
 And calls his wandering creatures home , 
 He all day long fpreads out his hands, 
 
 “ Come, weary fouls, to Jefus come ! 
 
 “ Ye all may hide you in my brcaR ; 
 
 “ Believe, and I will give you reR. 
 
 ^ “ Ah! do not of my goodnefs doubt, 
 
 “ My having grace for all is free ; 
 
 I will in no wife caR him out, 
 
 “ That comes a Tinner unto me ; 
 
 “ I can to none myfelf deny ; 
 
 *• Why, finners, will ye perilh, why 
 
 HYMN XXXI. 
 
 1 OlhJNERS, believe the gofpel-word, 
 
 O Jefus is come your fouls to fave ! 
 
 Jefus is come, your common Lord ; 
 
 Pardon ye all in him may have. 
 
 May now be laved, who ever will ; 
 
 This man receiveth fmners Rill. 
 
 2 See where the lame, the hah, the blind, 
 
 The deaf, the dumb, the fick, the poor, 
 Flock to the friend of human-kind, 
 
 And freely all accept their cure : 
 
 To whom did he his help deny ? 
 
 Whom in his days of llcfh pafs by ? 
 
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 3 Did not Ills word tiie fiends expel ? 
 
 1 'he lepers cleanle, and vaife tlie dead ? 
 
 Did he not all their ficknefs heal? 
 
 And latisfy their every need ? 
 
 Did he rejett his helplci's clay ? 
 
 Or lend them forrovvful avvay ? 
 
 4 Nay, but his bowels yearned to fee 
 
 I'he people hungry, fcaltcred, faint; 
 
 Nay, but he uttered over thee, 
 
 Jerufalem, a true complaint ; 
 
 Jerufalem, who fhedll his blood. 
 
 That with his tears for thee hath flowed. 
 
 HYMN XXXII. 
 
 W OULD Jefus have the finnerdie? 
 
 Why liangs he tlien on yonder tree ? 
 What means that Itrange expiring cry ? 
 
 (Sinners, he prays for you and me ;) 
 
 “ Forgive them, Father, O forgive, 
 
 “ Tliey know not, that by me tdiey live !’* 
 
 2 Adam defeended from above. 
 
 Our lofs of Eden to retrieve, 
 
 Great God of univerfal love. 
 
 If all the world in thee may live, 
 
 In us a cjuickening Ipirit be, 
 
 And witnefs thou hall died for me. 
 
 3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, 
 
 Thee, by thy painful agony. 
 
 Thy bloody fwear, thy grief and fhame. 
 
 Thy crofs, and pafTion on the tree. 
 
 Thy precious death and life, 1 pray, 
 
 Take all, take all my fins away ! 
 
 4 O let me kifs thy bleeding feet. 
 
 And bathe, and walh them with my tears, 
 
 The ftory of thy love repeat 
 In every drooping Tinner’s ears; 
 
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 That all may liear the quickening founJ ; 
 If I, even I have mercy found ! 
 
 5 O let thy love my heart conflrain, 
 
 I'hy love for every finnci free, 
 
 That every fallen foul of man 
 
 May tafle the grace that found out me; 
 That all mankind with me may prove 
 Thy fovereign,,everlafling love. 
 
 HYMN XXXIII. 
 
 1 T ET earth and heaven agree, 
 
 1 j Angels and men be joined, 
 To celebrate with me 
 
 The Saviour of mankind ; 
 
 To’ adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
 And blefs the found of Jefu’s name. 
 
 2 Jefus, tranfporting found ! 
 
 The joy of earth and heaven ; 
 
 No other help is found ; 
 
 No other name is given ; 
 
 By which we can falvation have, 
 But Jefus came the world to fave. 
 
 3 Jefus, harmonious name ! 
 
 It charms the hofls above ; 
 
 They evermore proclaim, 
 
 And wonder at his love ; 
 
 'Tls all their happinefs to gaze, 
 
 'Tis heaven to fee our Jefu's face. 
 
 ^ His name the fmner hears, 
 
 And is from fin let free ; 
 
 ’Tis mufic in his ears, 
 
 ’Tis life and viftory; 
 
 New fongs do now his lips employ, 
 And dances his glad heart for joy. 
 
 5 Stung 
 
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 5 Stung by the fcorpion fin, 
 
 My poor expiring foul 
 The balmy found drinks in. 
 
 And is at once made whole ; 
 
 See there my Lord upon the tree ! 
 
 1 hear, 1 feel, he died for me. 
 
 6 O unexampled love ! 
 
 O all-redeeming grace ! 
 
 How fwiftly didlt thou move 
 To fave a fallen race , 
 
 What fhall 1 do to make it known. 
 What thou for all mankind half done ! 
 
 7 O for a trumpet-voice ' 
 
 On all the world to call ; 
 
 To bid their hearts rejoice 
 In him who died for all ! 
 
 For all my Lord was crucified, 
 
 For all, for all my Saviour died ! 
 
 8 To ferve thy blefifed will, 
 
 Thy dying love to praife, 
 
 Thy counfel to fulfil. 
 
 And minilfer thy grace, 
 
 Freely what 1 receive to give. 
 
 The life of heaven on earth I live. 
 
 HYMN XXXIV. 
 
 1 T ESUS, thou all redeeming Lord, 
 I. Thy blelhng we implore, 
 Open the door to preach thy word. 
 The great, effeftual door. 
 
 2 Gather the outcafls In, and fave 
 From fin and Satan’s power ! 
 
 And let them now acceptance have. 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
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 3 Lover of fouls, thou knowefl to prize 
 
 What thou hafl bought fo dear ; 
 
 Come then, and in thy people’s eyes 
 With all thy wounds appear! 
 
 4 Appear, as when of old confcfl 
 
 The fufFenng Son of God; 
 
 And let them fee thee in thy veft 
 But newly dipt in blood. 
 
 5 The flony from their hearts remove, 
 
 Thou, who for all haft died ; 
 
 Shew them the tokens of thy love, 
 
 'i'hy, feet, thy hands, thy lidc. 
 
 6 Thy feet were nailed to yonder tree. 
 
 To trample down their fin ; 
 
 Thy hands they all ftretched out may fee, 
 To take thy murderers in. 
 
 7 Thy fide an open fountain is, 
 
 Where all may freely go. 
 
 And drink the living ftreams of blifs, 
 And wafh them v;hite as fnow. 
 
 8 Ready thou art the blood to’ apply, 
 
 And prove the record true ; 
 
 And all thy wounds to finners cry, 
 
 “ I fuffered this for you 1 ” 
 
 HYMN XXXV. 
 
 1 T OVERS of pleafure more than God, 
 i j For you he fuffered pain ; 
 
 Sweareis, for you he (pilt his blood; 
 
 And fhall he bleed in vain ? 
 
 2 Mifers,-his life for you he paid. 
 
 Your bafefl crime he bore : 
 
 Drunkards, your fins on him were laid. 
 That you might lin no ipore. 
 
 3 The 
 
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 3 The God of love, to earth he came, 
 
 That you might come to heaven ; 
 Believe, believe in Jefu’s name, 
 
 And all your fin’s forgiven. 
 
 4 Believe in him that died for thee ! 
 
 And fure as he hath died, 
 
 Thy debt is paid, thy foul is free. 
 
 And thou art juftified. r 
 
 H y • M N XXXVI. 
 
 1 YESUS, the name high over all, 
 
 J In hell, or earth, or Iky ; 
 
 Angels and men before it fall; 
 
 And devils fear and fly. 
 
 2 Jefus the name to finners dear. 
 
 The name to finners given! 
 
 It fcatters all their guilty fears ; 
 
 It turns their hell to heaven. 
 
 3 Jefus the prifoner's fetters breaks, 
 
 And bruifes Satan's head ; 
 
 Power into firengthlefs fouls it fpeaks, 
 And life into the dead. , 
 
 4 O that the world might tafle and fee 
 
 The riches of his grace ! 
 
 The arms of love that compafs me, 
 Would all mankind embrace; 
 
 5 O that my Jefu’s heavi^nly charms 
 
 Might every bofoin move! 
 
 Fly, finners, fly into thofe arms 
 Of everlafting love. 
 
 6 His only righl 4 oufnefs I fhow. 
 
 His laving truth proclaim: 
 
 'Tis all my bufinefs here below 
 To cry, “ Behold the Lamb !” 
 
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 7 Happy, if v>flth my latefl breath 
 "I may but gafp liis name! 
 
 Preach him to all, and cry in death. 
 
 Behold ! behold the Lamb ! 
 
 HYMN XXXVir. 
 
 1 O'^^VIOUR, if thy precious love 
 k 3 Could be merited by mine. 
 
 Faith thefe mountains would remove ; 
 
 Faith would make me ever thine. 
 
 But when all my care and pains 
 Worth can ne’er create in me, 
 
 Nought by me thy fulnefs gains ; 
 
 Vain the hope to purchafe thee. 
 
 2 Ceafe, my child, thy worth to weigh, 
 
 Give the needlefs conteft o’er : 
 
 Mine thou art: while thus I fay, 
 
 Y ield thee up, and afk no more. 
 
 What thy eflimate may be, 
 
 Only can by him be told, 
 
 Who to ranfom wretched thee, 
 
 'I'hee to gain, himfelf was fold. 
 
 3 But when all in me is fin, 
 
 How can I thy grace obtain ? 
 
 How prefume thylelf to win? 
 
 God of love the doubt explain— 
 
 Or if thou the means fupply, 
 
 Lo, to thee 1 all refign; 
 
 M ake me Lord, (I afk not why 
 How I afk. not) ever thine. 
 
 HYMN XXXVII!. 
 
 1 X7 E neighbours and friends Of Jefus draw near; 
 X His love condelcends, By titles fodear, 
 
 To call and invite you His triumph to prove. 
 And freely delight you in Jefus’s love. 
 
 2 The 
 
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 2 The Shepherd who died His fheep to redeem, 
 On every fide Are gathered to him, . 
 
 The weary and burdened, The reprobate race ; 
 And wait to be pardoned, Tlirough Jefus’sgrace. 
 
 3 The blind are redored, Through Jefus’s name; 
 They fee their dear Lord, And follow the Lamb ; 
 The halt, Iliey are walking, And running!heir race ; 
 The dumb, they are talking Of Jefus’s praife. 
 
 4 The deaf hear his voice And comforting word, 
 Jt bids them rejoice In Jefus their Lord : 
 
 “Thy fins are forgiven. Accepted thou art 
 They liRen, and heaven Springs up in their heart. 
 
 5 The lepeis from all Their fpots are made cleau. 
 The dead by his call Are raifed from their fin, 
 
 In Jefu's compafTion The fick hnd a cure ; 
 
 And gofpel-falvation Is preached to the poor! 
 
 6 To us and to (hem Is publifhed the word : 
 
 Then let us proclaim Our life-giving Lord, 
 
 Who now IS reviving His work in our days, 
 And mightily driving To fave us by grace. 
 
 7 O Jefus, ride on, Till all are fubdued ; 
 
 Thy mercy make known. And (prink le thy blood ! 
 Dilplay thy (alvation. And teach the new fong 
 To every nation. And people, and tongue 1 
 
 HYMN XXXIX. 
 
 3. Dejcnbing Death, 
 
 j ^ God! our help in ages pad, 
 v_y Our hope for years to come. 
 Our flielier from the (tormy blad, 
 And our eternal home. 
 
 i Under 
 
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 2 Under tTic fliadow of thy throne 
 
 Still may we dwell fecure ; 
 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
 
 And our defence is fure. 
 
 3 Before the hills in order flood, 
 
 Or earth received her frame, 
 
 From everlafling thou art God, 
 
 To endlefs years the fame. 
 
 4 A thoufand ages in thy fight 
 
 Are like an evening gone ; 
 
 Short as the watch that ends the night, 
 
 Before the rifing fun. 
 
 5 The bufy tribes of flefh and blood, 
 
 With all their cares and fears, 
 
 Are carried downward by the flood, 
 
 And lofl in following years. 
 
 6 Time, like an ever-rolling flream. 
 
 Bears all its Tons away; 
 
 They fly, forgotten as a dream 
 Dies at the opening day. 
 
 7 OGod! our help in ages paff. 
 
 Our hope for years to come; 
 
 Be thou our guard while life fhall lall. 
 
 And our perpetual home. 
 
 HYMN XL. 
 
 1 we adore, eternal Name, 
 
 1 . And humbly own to thee, 
 
 How feeble is our mortal frame ! 
 
 What dying worms we be! 
 
 3 Our wading lives grow fhorter flill, 
 
 As days and months increafe ; 
 
 And every beating pulfe we tell, 
 
 Leaves but the number lefs, 
 
 3 The 
 
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 3 The year rolls round, and fteals awajr 
 
 The breath that firfl it gave . 
 
 Whate’er we do, where'er we be, 
 
 We arc travelling to the grave, 
 
 4 Dangers fland thick through all the ground 
 
 To pufh us to the tomb. 
 
 And fierce difeafcs wait around 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 5 Great Cod, on what a Hendcr thread 
 
 Hang cverlalUng things! 
 
 The eternal (fates of all the dead 
 Upon life’s feeble firings! 
 
 6 Infinite joy or endlcfs woe 
 
 Depends on every breath ' 
 
 And yet how unconcerned wc go 
 Upon the brink of death! 
 
 7 Waken, O Lord! our drowfy fenfe 
 
 I o walk this dangerous road ; 
 
 And if our fouls are hurried hence, 
 
 May they be found with God! 
 
 HYMN XLI. 
 
 1 AND am I born to.die? 
 lx. To lay tins body down? 
 
 And mull my trembling Ipirit fly 
 Into a wni Id unk nown ? 
 
 A land of deepcfl ftiade, 
 
 Unpierced by human thought! 
 
 The dreary regions of the dead, 
 
 Wheie all tilings arc forgot! 
 
 2 Soon as from earth I go, 
 
 What will become of me ? 
 
 Eternal happinelsor woe 
 Mull tlieu my pot lion be ! 
 
 Waked 
 
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 \Val<M by the trumpet’s foundj 
 I from my grave (hall rife, 
 
 And fee the Judge with glory crowned, 
 And fee the flamino Ikies! 
 
 3 How fhall I leave my tomb? 
 
 With triumph or regret ? 
 
 A fearful, or a joyful doom? 
 
 A curfe, or blelfing meet? 
 
 Will angel-bands convey 
 T heir brother to the bar ? 
 
 Or devils drag my foul away 
 To meet its fentence'there ? 
 
 4 Who can refolve the doubt. 
 
 That tears my anxious hreaft? 
 
 Shall I be with the damned cad out; 
 
 Or numbered with the bieft ? 
 
 I mud from God be driven, 
 
 Or with my Saviour dwell. 
 
 Mud come at his command to heaven, 
 Or elfe depart to hell. 
 
 5 O thou, that wouldft not have 
 One wretched Tinner die, 
 
 Who diedft thyfelf my foul to lave 
 From endlefs njifery ! 
 
 Sliew me the way to fhun 
 Thy dreadful wrath fevere. 
 
 That, when thou corned on thy throne, 
 
 I may with joy appear! 
 
 6 Thou art thyfelf the way, 
 
 Thyfelf in me reveal ; 
 
 So fhall I fpend my life’s fhort day 
 Obedient to thy will ; 
 
 So fhall I love my God, 
 
 Becaule he firft loved rne, 
 
 And praife thee in thy bright abode, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN XLII. 
 
 1 A ND am I only born fo die? 
 
 And muft I fuddenly comply 
 With Nature’s ftern decree? 
 
 What after death for me remains ?• 
 Celcftial joys or hellifh pains 
 To all eternity ? 
 
 2 How then ought I on earth to liv'e. 
 While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 
 
 And props the houfe of clay ! 
 
 My foie concern, my fingle care, 
 
 To watch, and tremble, and prepare 
 Ag ainft that fatal day ! 
 
 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, 
 
 For worldly hope or'worldly fear. 
 
 If life fo foon is gone*; 
 
 If now the Judge is at the door, 
 
 And all mankind muft ftand before 
 The inexorable throne! 
 
 4 No matter which my thoughts employ, 
 A moment’s mifery or joy *, 
 
 But O! when both fliall end. 
 
 Where fhall 1 find my deftined place ? 
 Shall I my everlafting days 
 V/ith fiends or angels fpend ? 
 
 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
 But how 1 may efcape the death 
 
 That never, never dies! 
 
 How make mine own eleftion fure, 
 And, when I fail on earth, fecure 
 A manfion in the Ikies! 
 
 Ah, 
 
 6 Jefus, vouchfafe a pitying ray, 
 
 Be tho.u my guide, be thou my wa)' 
 To glorious happinefs ! 
 
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 AVi, write (Tie pardon on my licart! 
 And whenlbe'er I hence depart, 
 
 Let inc depart in peace ! 
 
 HYMN XLIII. 
 
 1 O HRINKING from the cold hand of death, 
 O 1 too fhall gather up my feet, 
 
 Shall foon refign this fleeting breath, 
 
 And die my father's God to meet. 
 
 2 Numbered among thy people, I 
 
 Expeft with joy thy face to fee ; 
 
 -Becaufe thou didfl for finners die, 
 jefus, in death remember me*l 
 
 3 O that williout a lirrgering groan 
 
 I may the welcome word receive ! 
 
 My body with my charge lay down. 
 
 And ceafe at once to work and live ! 
 
 hymn XLIV. 
 
 1 r I 'HE morning flowers difplay their fweets, 
 
 X And gay then filken leaves unfold, 
 
 As carelefs of the noon-day heats. 
 
 And fearlefsof the evening cold. 
 
 2 Nipt by the wind’s unkindly blaff, 
 
 Parched by the fun's direfler I'ay, 
 
 The momentary glories wade, 
 
 The fhort-livcd beauties die away. 
 
 g So blooms the human face divine, 
 
 When youth its pride of beauty fhows : 
 
 Fairer than fpring the colours fhine, 
 
 And fweeter than the virgin role. 
 
 4 Or 
 
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 Or worn by flowly-rolling years, 
 
 Or broke by ficknefs in a day ; 
 
 Tbe fading glory difappears, 
 
 The ibort-livcd beauties die away. 
 
 5 Yet tbefe, new rlfing from tbe tomb, 
 
 With luflre brighter far fhall fhine: 
 Revive with ever-during bloom. 
 
 Safe from difeafes and decline, 
 
 6 Let ficknefs blafl, let death devour, 
 
 It heaven mull recompenle our pains; 
 Perilh the grafs, and fade the flower, 
 
 'll firm the word of God remains. 
 
 HYMN XLV. 
 
 1 /^OME, let us anew Our journey purfue, 
 
 Roll round with the year,. 
 
 And never fland fl.ill, Till the Mafler appear! 
 His adorable will Lei us gladly fulfil, 
 
 And our talents improve, 
 
 By the patience oi hope, and the labour of love. 
 
 2 Our life is a dream, Our time as a ftream 
 
 Glides fwifily away, 
 
 And the fugitive moment refufes to ftay : 
 
 The arrow is flown. The moment is gone : 
 
 The millennial year 
 
 Rufhes on to our view, and eternity's here. 
 
 3 O that each in the day Of his coming may fay, 
 
 “ 1 have fought my way through, 
 
 I havefinifhedthe work, Thou didllgiveme to do.” 
 O that each from his Lord May receive the glad 
 “ Well and faithfully done! fword, 
 
 “ Enter Into my joy, and fit down on my thrOnc.” 
 
 E 
 
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 HYMN XLVI. 
 
 1 a few fwiftly fleeting years, 
 i And all that now in bodies live. 
 Shall quit, like me,-the vale of tears, 
 
 Their righteous fentence to receive. 
 
 2 But all, before they hence remove, 
 
 May manfions for themfelves prepare, 
 Jn that eternal houfe above : 
 
 And, O my God ! fhall I be there ? 
 
 HYMN XLVII. 
 
 1 A lovely appearance of death ; 
 Jr\. What fight upon earth is fo fair? 
 Not all the gay pageants that breathe, 
 
 Can with a dead bodv compare; 
 
 With folemn delight I furvey 
 
 The corpfe-, when the fpirit is fled, 
 
 In love with the beautiful clay, 
 
 And longing to lie in its Read. 
 
 2 How bleft is our brother, bereft 
 
 Of all that could burden his mind ; 
 How eafy the foul that has left 
 This wearifome body behind ! 
 
 Of evil incapable thou, 
 
 Whofe relics with envy I fee, 
 
 No longer in mifery now. 
 
 No longer a finner like me. 
 
 3 This earth isaffefted no more 
 
 With fieknefs, or fhaken with pain : 
 The war in the members is o'er, 
 
 And never fhall vex him again : 
 
 No anger henceforward or fhame 
 Shall redden this innoncent clay ; 
 Extinfl; is the animal flame. 
 
 And pafhon is vanifhed away. 
 
 4 This 
 
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 4 This langulfhing head is at refl, 
 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er ; 
 
 This quiet immoveable breaft 
 Is heaved by affliflion no more ; 
 
 This heart is no longer the feat 
 Of trouble and torturing pain ; 
 
 It ceafes to flutter and beat, 
 
 It never fhall flutter again. 
 
 5 The lids he fo feldom could clofe, 
 
 , By Ibrrow forbidden to fleep, 
 
 Sealed up in eternal repole, 
 
 Have flirangcly forgotten to weep 
 The fountains can yield no fupplies ; 
 
 Thefc hollows from water are free ; 
 The tears are all wiped from thefe eyes. 
 And evil they never fhall fee, 
 
 6 To mourn and to fuffer is mine, 
 
 While bound in a prifon I breathe, 
 And ftill for deliverance pine. 
 
 And prefs to the ilTues of death ; 
 What now with my tears I bedew, 
 
 O might I this moment becorqe ! 
 
 My fpirit created anew, 
 
 My flefh be configned to the tomb! 
 
 HYMN XLVIII. 
 
 R ejoice for a brother deceafi^d. 
 Our lofs is his infinite gain ; 
 
 A foul out of prifon releafed, 
 
 And freed from its bodily chain ; 
 With fongs let us follow his flight. 
 And mount with his fpirit above, 
 Efcaped to the manfions of light, 
 And lodged in the Eden of love, 
 
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 2 Our brother the haven hath gained, 
 
 Out-flying the tempefi. and vi^ind, 
 
 His reft he hath fooner obtained, 
 
 And left his companions behind ; 
 
 Still tolled on a fca of diftrefs, 
 
 Hard toiling to make the bleft fhoic, 
 W here all is affurance and peace, 
 
 And forrovv-and fm are no more. 
 
 3 There all the fhip’s company meet, 
 
 Who failed with the Saviour beneath, 
 With ftrouting each other they greet, 
 And triumph o’er trouble and death ; 
 The voyage of life’s at an end, 
 
 The mortal affliftion is paft, 
 
 The age, that in heaven they fpend, 
 
 For ever and ever fhall laft. 
 
 HYMN XLIX. 
 
 1 13 LESSING, honour, thanks and praife, 
 If Pay we, gracious God, to thee ; 
 Thou, in thine abundant grace, 
 
 Giveft us the viftory ; 
 
 True and faithful to thy word, 
 
 Thou haft glorified thy Son, 
 
 Jefus Chrift, our dying Lord, 
 
 He for us the fight hath won. 
 
 2 Lo, the pfifoner is releafed, 
 
 Lightened of his flelhly load; 
 
 Where the weary are at reft, 
 
 He is gathered into God! 
 
 Lo I the pain of life is part, 
 
 All his warfare now is o’er; 
 
 Death and hell behind are caft. 
 
 Grief and fuffering are no more I 
 
 3 Yes, 
 
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 3 Yes, the Chriftian’s courfc is run, 
 
 Ended is the glorious flrife ; 
 Fought the fight, the work is done, 
 Death is fwallowcd up of life: 
 Borne by angels on their wings, 
 
 Far from earth the fpirit flics : 
 Finds his God, and fits, and figns. 
 Triumphing in patadife. 
 
 4 Join we then with one accord, 
 
 In the new, the joyful fong , 
 Abfent from, our loving Lord 
 We fiiall not continue long : 
 
 We lhall quit the houfe of clay. 
 We a better lot fhall fliare ; 
 
 We fhall fee the realms of day. 
 Meet dur happy brother there. 
 
 5 Let the world bewail their dead, 
 
 Fondly ol their lofs complain : 
 Brother, friend, by Jefus freed, 
 Death to thee, to us, is gain ; 
 Thou art entered into joy ; 
 
 Let the unbelievers mourn ; 
 
 We in fongs our lives employ, 
 
 Till we all to God return. 
 
 HYMN L. 
 
 1 T T ARK, a voice divides the fky ; 
 XJ. Happy are the faithful dead. 
 In the Lord who fweetly die. 
 
 They from all their toils are freed I 
 Them the Spirit hath declared 
 Blcft, unutterably bled : 
 
 Jefus is their great reward, 
 
 Jefus is their endlcfs reft. 
 
 3 
 
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 a Followed by tbeir works they go, 
 
 Where their head had gone before, 
 
 Reconciled by grace below, 
 
 Grace had opened mercy’s door; 
 
 Juflified through faith alone, 
 
 Here they knew their fins forgiven ; 
 
 Here they laid their burden down. 
 
 Hallowed, and made meet for heaven. 
 
 3 Who can now lam.ent the lot 
 
 Of a faint in Chriftdcceafed ? 
 
 Let the world, who know us not, 
 
 Call us hopelefs and unbleft; 
 
 When from flelh the fpirit freed, 
 
 Haftens homeward to return, 
 
 Mortals cry, “ A man is dead!” 
 
 Angels fing,. “ A child is born I” 
 
 4 Born into the world above. 
 
 They our happy brother greet, 
 
 Bear him to the throne of love, 
 
 Place him at ihe.Saviour’s feet: 
 
 Jefus fmiles, and fays, “ Well done 
 “ Good and faithful fervant thou! 
 
 “ Enter, and receive thy crown, 
 
 “ Reign with me triumphant now.” 
 
 5 Angels catch tbc'approving found. 
 
 Bow ahd blcfs the jufl award ; 
 
 Hail the heir with glory crowned, 
 
 Now rejoicing with his Lord ; 
 
 Fuller joys ordained to know. 
 
 Waiting for the general doom. 
 
 When the archangel’s trump fhall blov/, 
 
 “ Rife, yc dead, tojudgment come.” 
 
 HYMN LI. 
 
 1 A G AIN we lift our voice. 
 
 And Ihout our folemn joys | 
 
 Caufe 
 
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 Caufe of higheft raptures this, 
 
 Raptures that (hall never fail, 
 
 See a foul efcaped to hlifs, 
 
 Keep the Cnriftian feflival! 
 
 a Our friend is gone before 
 To that celeflial fhore ; 
 
 He hath left his males behind, 
 
 He hath all the ftorrns out-rode. 
 Found the reft we toil to find. 
 
 Landed in the arms of God, 
 
 3 And fhall we mourn to fee 
 Our fellow-prifoner free ? 
 
 Free from doubts,-and griefs, and fears, 
 In the haven of the ficies ! 
 
 Can we'weep to fee the tears 
 Wiped for ever from his eyes. 
 
 4 No, dear companion, ho ! 
 
 We gladly let thee go. 
 
 From a fuffering church beneath. 
 
 To a reigning church above : 
 
 Tliou haft more than conquered death: 
 Thou art crowned with life and love. 
 
 5 Thou in thy youthful prime. 
 
 Haft leaped the bounds of time ; 
 Suddenly from earth leleafed, 
 
 Lo! we now rejoice for thee, 
 
 Taken to an early reft, 
 
 Caught into eternity. 
 
 6 Thither may we repair, 
 
 That glorious blifs to fhare ! 
 
 We ftiall fee the welcome day. 
 
 We fhall to the fummons bov/ : 
 
 Come, Redeemer, come away, 
 
 Now prepare, and take us now! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN LII. 
 
 On the death of a Widow. 
 
 5 IVE glory to Jefus our head 
 
 VjT With all that encompafs his throne I 
 A widow, a widow indeed, 
 
 A mother in dfrael is gone f 
 The winter of trouble is pafl. 
 
 The florms of affliftion are o’er: 
 
 Her flruggle is ended at laft. 
 
 And furrow and death are no more. 
 
 2 The foul hath o’ertahen her mate, 
 
 And caught him again in the fky : 
 Advanced to her happy ellate. 
 
 And pleafure that never (liall die ; 
 Where glorified fpirits by fight 
 Converfe in their holy abode, 
 
 As flars in the firmament bright, 
 
 And pure as the angels of God, 
 
 £, Inflamed with feraphical love, 
 
 Combined in a manner unknow'fj, 
 
 Not given in marriage above, 
 
 Or given to Jefus alone ; 
 
 The juft, who admitted by grace. 
 
 That firft refurreftion attain. 
 
 With raptures each other embrace, 
 
 And one with the Deiy reign, 
 
 4 O heaven ! what a triumph is there, 
 
 While all in his praifes agree. 
 
 His beautiful charafter bear, 
 
 And ftiine with the glory they fee 1 
 The glory of God and the Lamb, 
 
 (While all in the extafy join,) 
 
 Darts into their fpiiitual frame. 
 
 And gives the enjoyment divine, 
 
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 5 In loud hallelujahs they ung, 
 
 And harmony echoes his praife ; 
 When, lo ! the celellral King 
 
 Pours out the full light of his face ; 
 The joy, neither angel nor faint, 
 
 Can bear'fo ineffably great, 
 
 But lo! the whole company faint, 
 And heaven is found—at his feet. 
 
 H Y- -M N LIII. 
 
 4 . Dijcribin^ Judgment, 
 
 1 T TEARKEN to the folemn voice, 
 in This awful midnight cry ; 
 Waiting fouls,-rejoice, rejoice, 
 
 And fee the bridegroom nigh ! 
 
 Lo! he comes to keep his word, 
 Light and joy his looks impart 5 
 Go ye forth to meet your Lord, 
 
 And meet him in your heart. 
 
 2 Ye who faint beneath your load 
 
 Of fin, your heads lift up ; 
 
 See your dear redeeming Cod, 
 
 He comes, and bids you hope ; 
 
 In the midnight of your grief, 
 
 Jefus doth his mourners chear ; ‘ 
 Lo ! he brings you futc relief! 
 Believe, and feel hini here! 
 
 3 Ye whofe loins are girt, (land forth ! 
 
 Whofe lamps are burning bright. 
 Worthy in your Saviour’s worth. 
 
 To walk with Chrift in white : 
 
 Jefus 
 
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 JeTus bids your hearts be clean, 
 
 Bids you all liis promife prove ; 
 
 Jefu s comes to call out fin, 
 
 And perfetl you in love. 
 
 4 Wait we all in patient hope. 
 
 Till Chrid the Judge fhall come ; 
 
 We fhall toon be all caught up 
 To meet the general doom ; 
 
 In an hour to us unknown, 
 
 As a thief in deepeft niglit, 
 
 Chrift fhall fuddenly come down, 
 
 With all his faints in light. 
 
 5 Happy he whom Chrift (hall find 
 
 Watching to fee him come ; 
 
 Him the Judge of-all mankind 
 Shall bear triumphant home; 
 
 Who can anfwer to his word ? 
 
 Which of you dares meet his day ? 
 Rife, and come to Judgment,”—Lord, 
 We rife, and come away. 
 
 HYMN LTV. 
 
 8 * I 'HOU Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 X Before whole bar fevcre, • 
 
 With holy joy, or guilty dread, 
 
 We all fhall foon appear : 
 
 Our cautiondd louls prepaic, 
 
 For that tremendous day, 
 
 And fill us now with watchful care, 
 And ftir us up to pray. 
 
 2 To pray, and wait the hour, 
 
 That awful hour unknown. 
 
 When robed in majefty and power. 
 Thou flralt from heaven come down; 
 
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 The immortal Son of Man, 
 
 To judge the human race, 
 
 With all thy Father’s dazling train, 
 With all thy glofious grace. 
 
 g To damp our earthly joys, 
 
 To incieafe our gracious fears, 
 
 For ever let the Archangel’s voice 
 Be founding in our ears : 
 
 The folemn midnight cry, 
 
 “ Ye dead, the Judge is come,. 
 
 “ Arife, and meet him in the fky, 
 
 “ And meet your inllant doom 1 ” 
 
 4 O may we thus be found 
 
 Obedient to his word, 
 
 Attentive to the trumpet's found, 
 
 And looking for our Lord! 
 
 O may we thus enfiire 
 
 A lot among the bleft. 
 
 And watch a moment, to fccuie 
 
 An everlafting reft ! 
 
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 HYMN LV 
 
 t T T E comes ! he comes! the Judge fevere ! 
 jn The feventh trumpet fpcaks him near ; 
 His lightnings flafh, his thunders roll ; 
 
 How welcome to the faithful foul! 
 
 2 From heaven angelic voices found, 
 
 See the almighty Jefus browned ! 
 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 
 And glory decks the Saviour s face ! 
 
 3 Defcending on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims the kingdoms for his own ; 
 
 The kingdoms all obey his word, 
 
 And hail him their trtumphant Lord ! 
 
 4 Shout 
 
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 4 Sliout all the people of the fky, 
 
 And all the faints of the Moft High, 
 
 Our Lord, who now his right obtains. 
 
 For ever and for ever reigns. 
 
 HYMN LVI. 
 
 j ' I 'HE great Archangel’s trump fhall found, 
 
 A (While twice ten thoufand thunders roar,) 
 Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground. 
 
 And make the greedy fea reflore. 
 
 2 The greedy Sea fhall yield her dead, 
 
 The Earth no more her (lain conceal ; 
 
 Sinners fhall lift their guilty head. 
 
 And flirink to fee a yawning hell, 
 
 g But we who now our Lord confefs. 
 
 And faithful to the end endure ; 
 
 Shall ftand in Jelu’s righteoufnefs. 
 
 Stand as the Rock of Ages fure, 
 
 4 We, while the ftars from heaven fhall fall. 
 
 And mountains arc on mountains hurled, 
 Shall (land unmoved amidfl them all, 
 
 And fmile to fee a burning world : 
 
 2 See the celellial bodies roll 
 
 In fp ires of fmoke beneath our feet! 
 
 They fhrivel as a parchmcnt-fcroll 
 The elements melt with fervent heat ! 
 
 6 The earth and all the works therein, 
 
 Diffolve, by raging flames de(lroyed,i 
 While wc furvey the awful feene, 
 
 And mount above the fiery void. 
 
 7 By faith we now tranfeend the fkies, 
 
 And on that ruined world look down, 
 
 By love above all height we rife, 
 
 And fharc the everlafting throne. 
 
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 HYMN LVII. 
 
 t JESUS, faithful to his word, 
 
 Shall with a ftiout defcend : 
 
 All heaven’s holt their glorious Lord 
 Shall pompoufly attend. 
 
 ChrHl fhall come with dreadful noife, 
 Lightnings fwift, and thunders loud, 
 With the great Archangel’s voice, 
 
 And with the trump of God. 
 
 2 Firfl the dead in Chrifl fhall rife ; 
 
 Then we that yet remain, 
 
 Shall be caught up to the (kies, 
 
 And" fee our Lord again. 
 
 We ihall meet hitli lo the air, 
 
 All rapt up to heaven fhall be, 
 
 Find, and love, and praife him there, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 g Who cat! tell the happinefs, 
 
 This glorious hope affords? 
 
 Joy unuttered we poffefs 
 In thefe reviving words. 
 
 Happy, while on earth we breathe. 
 Mightier blifs ordained to know , 
 Trampling down fin, hell and death, 
 To the third heaven we go! 
 
 HYMN LVIII. 
 
 1 l^'HOU God of glorious mnjcfly, 
 
 X To thee, againfl myfclf to thee, 
 A worm of earth I cry ; 
 
 A half awakened child of man, 
 
 An heir of endlefs blifs or pain,- 
 A finncr born to die ! 
 
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 2 Lo 
 
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 2 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land 
 'Twixt two unbounded feas 1 ftand, 
 
 Secure infenfible; 
 
 A point of time, a moment’s fpace, 
 Removes me to that heavenly placCj 
 Or fltuts me up in hell, 
 
 3 O God, mine inmofl foul convert f 
 And deeply on my thoughtful heart 
 
 Eternal things imprefs; 
 
 Give me to feel their folemn weight, 
 And tremble On the brink of fate, 
 
 And wake to rlghteoufnefs. 
 
 4 Before me place in dread array 
 The pomp of that tremendous day. 
 
 When thou with clouds fhalt come, 
 To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
 
 And tell me Lord fhall 1 be there 
 To meet a joyful doom? 
 
 5 Be this my one great buftnefs here, 
 With ferious induitiy and leaf 
 
 Eternal blifs to’ enfure ; 
 
 Th ine utmofl counfel to fulfil, 
 
 And fuffer all thy righteous w'll, 
 
 And to the end endure. 
 
 6 Then. Saviour, then my foul receive, 
 Tranfported from this vale to live 
 
 And reign with thee above ; 
 
 Where faith is fwcetly loft in fight, 
 And hope in full, fupreme delight, 
 And evcrlaflmg love. 
 
 H- Y M N LIX. 
 IGHTEOUS God, whofe vengeful phials 
 
 IV All our fears and thoughts exceed, 
 Big with woes and fiery trials, 
 
 Hanging, burning o'er our head: 
 
 While 
 
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 While thou virueft the nations^ 
 
 Tl\y felefted people (pare; 
 
 Arm our eauiioned fouls with patience, 
 .Fill our humbled hearts with prayer. 
 
 2 If ihy dreadful controverfy 
 
 Wiih all flefli is now begun. 
 
 In thy wiatli remember mercy, 
 
 Mercy fird and lad be llicwn: 
 
 Plead ihy caule with fword and fire, 
 Shake us, till the curfe lemove, 
 
 Till thou corned, the world's Deftre, 
 C’onr]uering all with fovereign love. 
 
 3 Every frefh alarming token 
 
 More confirms the faithful word ; 
 Nature, (for its Lord hath fpoken,j 
 Mud be fuddenly redored : 
 
 From this national confufton. 
 
 From this ruined earth and fkies, 
 
 See the times of reditution. 
 
 See the new creation rife ! 
 
 4 Vamdi then this world of diadows; 
 
 Pdfs the former things away ; 
 
 Lord ! appear, appear to glad us, 
 
 With the dawn of endlcfs day ; 
 
 O conclude this mortal dory! 
 
 Throw this univerfe afide ! 
 
 Come, eternal King of glory’ 
 
 Now defeend, and take thy bride. 
 
 HYMN LX. 
 
 1 OTAND the omnipotent decree ! 
 O Jehovah’s will be done ! 
 Nature’s end we wait to (ee, 
 
 And heat her final groan ; 
 
 F 3 
 
 Let 
 
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 Let this earth diffolve, and blend 
 in death the wicked and the juft, 
 
 Let thofe ponderous orbs defcend. 
 
 And grind us into duft. 
 
 2 Rcfts fecure the righteous man J 
 
 At his Redeemer’s beck 
 Sure to’ emerge, and rife again, 
 
 And mount above the v/reck. 
 
 Lo ! the heavenly fpirit towers, 
 
 Like flames, o’er nature’s funeral pyre, 
 Triumphs in immortal pov/ers, 
 
 And claps his wings of fire 1 
 
 3 Nothing hath the juft to lofe 
 
 By worlds on worlds deflroyed ; 
 
 Far beneath his feet he views, 
 
 With fmiles, the flaming void ; 
 
 Sees this univerfe renewed, 
 
 The grand millennial reign begun ; 
 
 Shouts with all the fons of God, 
 
 Around the eternal throne ! 
 
 4 Refting in this glorious hope 
 
 To be at reftored, 
 
 Yield we now our bodies up 
 
 To earthquake, plague or fword : 
 Liftening for the call divine, 
 
 The lateft trumpet of the fev^n : 
 
 Soon our foul and duft fhall join, 
 
 And both fly up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN LXI. 
 
 H OW happy are the httle flock, 
 
 Who (afe heneath their guardian-rock 
 In all commotions,reft! 
 
 When wars and tumults’ waves run high, 
 Unmoved above the florin they lie. 
 
 They lodge in Jefu’s breafi. 
 
 2 Such 
 
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 Su-ch hap'pinefs, O Lord, have we. 
 
 By mercy gathered into thee. 
 
 Before the floods defeend : 
 
 And while the burfling clouds come down, 
 
 We mark the vengeful day begun, 
 
 And calmly wait the end. 
 
 g The plague, and dearth, and din of war, 
 
 Our Saviour’s fwift approach declare, 
 
 And bid our hearts arife: 
 
 Earth’s bafis fhook confirms our hope. 
 
 Its cities’ fall but lifts us up 
 To meet thee in the fkies. 
 
 4 Thy tokens we with joy confefs ; 
 
 The war proclaims the Prince of Peace, 
 
 The earthquake fpeaks thy power. 
 
 The famine all thy fulnefs brings. 
 
 The plague prefents thy healing wings, 
 
 And Nature’s final hour. 
 
 5 Whatever ills the world befal, 
 
 A pledge of endlels good we ca.ll, 
 
 A fign of Jefus near ; 
 
 His chariot will not long delay, 
 
 We hear the rumbling wheels, and pray, 
 
 “ Triumphant Lord, appear !” 
 
 6 Appear with clouds on SiOn’s hill. 
 
 Thy word and myftery fulfil. 
 
 Thy confeffors to approve. 
 
 Thy members on thy throne to place. 
 
 And ftamp thy name on every face, 
 
 In glorious, heavenly love I 
 
 HYMN LXII. 
 
 Part the Firfl, 
 
 3 T ^ rOE to the men on earth who dwell, 
 
 V V Nor dread the Almighty's frown, 
 
 V 3 When 
 
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 When God doth all his wrath reveal, 
 
 And (hower his judgments down. 
 
 a Sinners, expefl; thofe heavieft fhowers, 
 
 To meet your God prepare ! 
 
 For lo ! the feventh angel pours 
 His phial on the air. 
 
 3 Lo 1 from their feats the mountains leap, 
 
 The mountains are not found, 
 Tranfported fat into the deep, 
 
 And in the ocean drowned. 
 
 4 Who then fhall live, and face the throne, 
 
 And face the Judge fevere ? 
 
 When heaven and earth are fled and gone,- 
 O where fhall I appear? 
 
 5 Now, only now, againft that hour,. 
 
 We may a place provide ; 
 
 Beyond the grave, beyond the power 
 Of hell, our fpirits hide ; 
 
 6 Firm in the all-deftroying fliock. 
 
 May view the final fcene; 
 
 For lo I the everlafting Rock, 
 is cleft to take us in. 
 
 HYMN LXIII. 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 1 "O Y faith v/e find the place above, 
 
 The rock that rent in twain; 
 Beneath the fhade of dying love. 
 
 And in the clefta remain. 
 
 2 Jefus, to thy dear wounds we flee; 
 
 We fink into thy fide ; 
 
 Affured that all who truft in Ihce^ 
 
 Shall evermore abide. 
 
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 3 Then let the thundering trumpet found, 
 
 The lateft lightning glare: 
 
 The mountains melt, the folid ground 
 Diffolvc as liquid air. 
 
 4 The huge, celeftial bodies roll 
 
 Amidfl that general fire ; 
 
 And fhrivel as a parchment fcroll, 
 
 And all in finoke expire 1 
 
 5 Yet (till the Lord, the Saviour reigns, 
 
 When nature is deftroyed ; 
 
 And no created thing remains 
 Throughout the flaming void. 
 
 6 Sublime upon his azure throne. 
 
 He fpeaks the almighty word: 
 
 His fiat is obeyed! 'tis done. 
 
 And paradife reftored. 
 
 7 So be it! let this fyftem end T 
 
 This ruinous earth and fkii'S ! 
 
 The New Jerufalem defcend, 
 
 The new creation nfe! 
 
 8 Thy power omnipotent affume! 
 
 Thy brightefl; majefly I 
 And when thou doft in glory come, 
 
 My Lord, remember me ! 
 
 hymn lxiv. 
 
 1 virgin fouls arife, 
 
 X With all the dead awake ! 
 
 Unto falvation wile, 
 
 Oil in your veflels take : 
 
 Upftarting at the midnight cry, 
 
 Behold the heavenly bridegroom nigh. 
 
 2 He 
 
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 :s He comes, lie comes to call 
 The nations to his bar, 
 
 And raiie to glory all, 
 
 Who fit Tor glory are ; 
 
 Made ready for your full reward, 
 
 Go forth with joy to meet your Lord 
 
 3 Go meet him in the fky. 
 
 Your everlafting friend ; 
 
 Your head to glorify, 
 
 With all his faints alcend ; 
 
 Y'e pure in heart obtain the grace. 
 
 To fee without a veil his face. 
 
 4 Ye that have here received 
 The Unttion from above, 
 
 And in his fpirit lived, 
 
 Obedient to his love ; 
 
 Jefus (hall claim you for his bride 
 Rejoice with all the fanftified ! 
 
 5 The everlafting doors, 
 
 Shall foon the faints receive. 
 
 Above yen angel-powers 
 
 In glorious joy to live ; 
 
 Far from a world of grief and fin. 
 
 With God eternally Ihut in. 
 
 6 Then let us wait to hear 
 
 The trumpet’s welcome found ; 
 
 To fee our Lord appear. 
 
 Watching let us be found ; 
 
 When Jefus doth the heavens bow,— 
 lie found—as Lord, thou findefl us now !’ 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN LXV, 
 
 5. Defcnbing Heaven. 
 
 1 T TOW weak the thoughts and vain 
 JTA Of Iclf-deliiding men i 
 
 Men, who fixed to earth alone, 
 
 Think their houfes (hall endure ; 
 
 Fondly call their lands their own, 
 
 To their diftant heirs fecure ! 
 
 2. How happy then are we, 
 
 Who build, O Lord, on thee t 
 
 What can our foundation Ihock ? 
 
 7 'hough the fhattered earth retnove. 
 
 Stands our city on a rock. 
 
 On the Rock of heavenly love. 
 
 3 A houfe we call otTr own. 
 
 Which cannot be o’erthrown ; 
 
 In the general ruin fure. 
 
 Storms and earthquakes it defies ; 
 
 Built immoveably fecure. 
 
 Built eternal in the fkies. 
 
 4 High on Immanuel’s land. 
 
 We fee the fabric ftand. 
 
 From a tottering world remove, 
 
 To our Redfall manfson there; 
 
 Our inheritance above 
 
 Cannot pafs from heir to heir. 
 
 5 Thofe amaranthine bowers. 
 
 Unalienably ours. 
 
 Bloom our infinite reward; 
 
 Rife our permanent abode ; 
 
 From the founded world prepared, 
 
 Purchafed by the blood of God 1 
 
 6 O! might 
 
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 6 O! might we quickly find 
 The place for us defigned ; 
 
 See the long-expected day 
 Of our full redemption here ! 
 
 Let the fhadows flee away ! 
 
 Let the new-made world appear! 
 
 7 High on thy great white throne, 
 
 O king of faints, come down ! 
 
 In the New Jeiiifalem 
 
 Now triumphantly defeend; 
 
 Let the final trump proclaim 
 
 Joys begurr, which ne’er fhall end! 
 
 HYMN LXVI. 
 
 * T T OW happy is the pilgrim’s lot ! 
 
 J. J. How free from every anxious thought, 
 From worldly hope and fear ! 
 
 Confined to neither court nor cell, 
 
 His foul difdains on earth to dwell, 
 
 He only fojourns here. 
 
 2 His happinefs in part is mine, 
 
 Already faved from felf-defign, 
 
 From every creature-love! 
 
 Bleft with the fcorn of finite good. 
 
 My foul is lightened of its load, 
 
 And feeks the things above. 
 
 3 The things eternal I purfue, 
 
 A happinefs beyond the view 
 
 Of thofe that bafely pant 
 For things by nature felt and feen ; 
 
 Their honours, wealth, and pleafures mean, 
 
 I neither have, nor want. 
 
 4 I iiave no babes to hold me here, 
 
 But children more fecurely dear 
 
 For mine I humbly claim ; 
 
 Belter 
 
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 Better than daughters cr than Tons, 
 Temples divine of living ftonea, 
 Infcribed with Jefu’s name, 
 
 5 No foot of land do I pofTefs, 
 
 No cottage in this wildernefs, 
 
 A poor, way-faring man ; 
 
 I lodge awhile in tents below, 
 
 Or gladly wander to and fro, 
 
 Till I my Canaan gain. 
 
 6 Nothing on earth I call my own ; 
 
 A ftranger to the world unknown, 
 
 I all their goods defpife ; 
 
 I trample on their whole delight, 
 And (eek a country out of fight, 
 
 A country in the fkies, 
 
 7 There is my houfe and portion fair. 
 My treafure, and my heart is there, 
 
 And my abiding home ; 
 
 For me my elder brethren (lay. 
 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jefus bids me come 1 
 
 8 ! come, thy fervant, Lord, replies, 
 
 I come to meet thee in the fkies, 
 
 And claim my heavenly refl! 
 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end, 
 Now, O my Saviour, brother, friend, 
 Receive me to thy bieaft ! 
 
 HYMN LXVII. 
 
 1 '~|~'HOU, Lord, on whom I flill depend, 
 A Shalt keep me faithful to the end; 
 
 I truft, thy truth, and love and power. 
 Shall fave me till my latefl hour ; 
 
 And 
 
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 And when I lay this body down, 
 
 Reward with an immortal crown, 
 
 2 Jefus, in thy great name I go, 
 
 To conquer death, my final foe; 
 
 And when 1 quit, this cumberous day. 
 
 And foar on angel’s wings away, 
 
 My foul the fecond death defies. 
 
 And reigns eternal in the fkies, 
 
 .3 Eye hath not feen, nor ear hath heard, 
 
 What Chrift hath for his faints prepared, 
 Who conquer through their Saviour’s might. 
 Who fink into perfeclion’s height, 
 
 And trample death beneath their fee:, 
 
 And gladly die their Lord to meet. 
 
 4 Doll thou defire to know, and fee, 
 
 What thy myflerious name (hall be ? 
 Contending for thy heavenly home. 
 
 Thy latell foe in death o’ercome; 
 
 Till then thou fearchefi; out in vain, 
 
 What only conquefl can explain. 
 
 2 But when the Lord hath clofed thine eyes, 
 And opened them in paradife, 
 
 Receiving thy new name unknown, 
 
 Thou readeft it wrote on the white flone, 
 Wrote on thy pure humanity, 
 
 God, three in one and one in three. 
 
 HYMN LXVilL 
 
 ; y Long to behold him arrayed 
 
 jL With glory and light from above, 
 
 The King in his beauty difplayed. 
 
 His beauty of holieft love ; 
 
 I languifh and figh to be there, 
 
 Where Jefus hath fixt his abode : 
 
 O when fhall we meet in the air, 
 
 And ily to the mountain of God J 
 
 2 With 
 
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 2 With him I on Sion fliall (land, 
 
 For Jefus hath fjioken the word,) 
 
 The breadth of Immanuel’s land 
 Survey, by the light of my Lord : 
 
 But when, on thy bofom reclined. 
 
 Thy face I am Ilrengihened to fee 
 My fulnefs of rapture I find, 
 
 My heaven of heavens in thee. 
 
 3 How happy the people that dwell 
 
 Secure in the city above ! 
 
 No pains the inliabitants feel, 
 
 No ficknefs or forrow fhall prove ; 
 Phyfician of (buls, unto me 
 
 Forgivenefs and holinefs give ; 
 
 And rhen from the body fet free, 
 
 And then to the city receive. 
 
 HYMN LXIX. 
 
 j T EADER of faithful fouls, and guide 
 Of all that travel to the Iky, 
 Come, and with us, even us abide, 
 
 Who would on thee alone, rely, 
 
 On thee alone our fpirit flay. 
 
 While held in life’s uneven way. 
 
 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
 
 'i'his earth we know is not our place, 
 And haden through the vale of woe; 
 
 And rcfllcfs to behold thy face. 
 
 Swift to our heavenly country move, 
 Our everlafling home above. 
 
 3 We have no abiding city here. 
 
 But feek a city out of fight, 
 
 Tirither our fleady courfe we (leer, 
 Afpiring to the plains of light; 
 Jcrulalem, the ‘aims’ abode, 
 
 Whofe founder is the living God. 
 
 4 Patient 
 
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 4 Patient the appointed race to run. 
 
 This weary world we call behind, 
 
 From ftrength to ftrength we travel on, 
 
 The New Jerufalem to find ; 
 
 Our labour this, our only aim, 
 
 To find the New Jerufalem, 
 
 5 Through thee, who all our fins hafl borne, 
 
 Freely and gracioufly forgiven, 
 
 With fongs to Zion we return, 
 
 Contending for our native heaven ; 
 
 That palace of our glorious Icing, 
 
 We find it nearer while we fing. 
 
 6 Raifed by the breath of love divine, 
 
 We urge our way with ftrength renev/ed, 
 The church of the firft-bom to join, 
 
 We travel to the mount of God; 
 
 With joy upon our heads arife, 
 
 And meet cur Captain in the Ikies. 
 
 HYMN LXX. 
 
 1 O AVIOUR, on me thy grace beftow, 
 O To trample on my mortal foe ; 
 Conqueror of death with thee to rife. 
 And claim my ftation in the fkies, 
 
 Fixt as the throne which ne’er can move, 
 A pillar in thy church above. 
 
 2 As beautiful as ufeful there, 
 
 May I that weight of glory bear, 
 
 V/ilh all who finally o’ercome, 
 
 Supporters of the heavenly dome; 
 
 Of perfeft holinefs poffeft, 
 
 For ever in thy prelence bleft. 
 
 3 Write upon me the name divine. 
 
 And let thy Father's nature Ihine, 
 
 His 
 
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 Hi's image vifibly expreft, 
 
 His glory pouring from my breaft ; 
 
 O’er all my bright humanity, 
 
 Transformed into the God I fee ! 
 
 4 inferibing with the city’s name, 
 
 The heavenly, New Jcrufalem, 
 
 To me the viftor’s title give. 
 
 Among thy glorious faints to live: 
 
 And all their happinefs to know, 
 
 A citizen of heavdn below. 
 
 5 When thou hadfl all thy foes o’ercome, 
 Returning to thy glorious home, 
 
 Thou didft receive the full reward, 
 
 That I might fhare it with my Loid ; 
 
 And thus thine own new name obtain, 
 
 And one with ihcc for ever reign. 
 
 HYMN LXXI. 
 
 1 A WAY with our forrow and fear, 
 
 We foon fliall recover our hpme 
 The city of faints fhall appear, 
 
 The day of eternity come : 
 
 Fiom earth we fhall quickly remove, 
 
 And mount to our native abode, 
 
 The houfe of our Father above, 
 
 The palace of angels and God. 
 
 2 Our mourning is all at an end, 
 
 When, railed by the life-giving word, 
 
 We fee the new city defeend. 
 
 Adorned as a bride for her Lord; 
 
 The city fo holy and clean. 
 
 No Ibrrow can breathe in that air; 
 
 No gloom of affliftiori or fin, 
 
 No fhedow of evil is there 1 
 
 G 2 3 By 
 
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 3 By Talth we already behold 
 
 That lovely Jerufalcm here, 
 
 Her walls are of jafper and gold, 
 
 As cryRal her buildings are clear 
 Immoveably founded in grace. 
 
 She Rands, as The ever hath Rood, 
 
 And brightly her builder difplays. 
 
 And flames with the glory of God. 
 
 4 No need of the fun in that day, 
 
 V/hich never is followed by night, 
 Where Jefus’s beauties difplay 
 A pure and a permanent light : 
 
 The Lamb is their light and their fun, 
 And lo ! by refleflion they fhine, 
 
 With Jefus ineffablv one. 
 
 And blight in effulgence divine 1 
 
 O O 
 
 5 The faints in his prefence receive 
 
 Their great ana-eternal reward. 
 
 In JeRis, in heaven they live, 
 
 They reign in the fmiles of their Lord; 
 The flame of angelical love 
 Is kindled at Jefus’s face ; 
 
 And all the enjoyment above 
 Confjfts in the rapturous gaze. 
 
 HYMN LXXIL 
 
 W E know, by faith we know, 
 
 If this vile houfe of clay, 
 .This tabernacle fink below, 
 
 In ruinous decay; 
 
 We have a houfe above, 
 
 Nof made with mortal hands: 
 
 And firm as our Redeemer’s love 
 That heavenly fabric Rands. 
 
 2 Tt Rands fecurely high, 
 
 Indiffolubly fure; 
 
 Our 
 
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 Our gTorlous manfion in the iky 
 Shall evermore endure; 
 
 O were we entered there! 
 
 To perfeft heaven reftored ! 
 
 O were we all caught up to fhare 
 The triumph of our Lord t 
 
 3 For this in faith we call, 
 
 For this we weep and pray ; 
 
 O might the tabernacle fall ! 
 
 O might we efcape away ! 
 
 Full of immortal hope, 
 
 We urge the reftlefs ftrife. 
 
 And haflen to be fwallowcd up 
 Of everlafting life. 
 
 4 Abfent, alas ! from God, 
 
 We in the body mourn ; 
 
 And pine to quit this mean abode, 
 And languifh to return: 
 
 Jefus, regard our vows, 
 
 And change our faith to fight. 
 And clothe us with our nobler houfe, 
 Of empyrean light! 
 
 5 O let us put on thee ! 
 
 In perfeft holinefs, 
 
 And rile prepared thy face to fee. 
 Thy bright, unclouded face ; 
 
 Thy grace with glory crown, 
 Who haft the earneft given, 
 
 And now triumphantly come down. 
 And take our fouls to heaven. 
 
 HYMN LXXHI. 
 
 t T IFT your eyes of faith, and fee 
 JLi Saints and angels joined in one , 
 What a CGuntlefs company 
 
 Stand before yon daaling throne; 
 
 3 
 
 Each 
 
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 EacK before his Saviour {lands, 
 
 All in milk-white robes arrayed, 
 
 Palms they carry in their hands ; 
 
 Crowns of glory on their h<^ad. 
 
 2 Saints begin the endlefs fong. 
 
 Cry aloud in heavenly lays. 
 
 Glory doth to God belong, 
 
 God the glorious Saviour praife ; 
 
 All from him falvation came, 
 
 Him, who reigns enthroned on high, 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb, 
 
 Let the morning flaps reply. 
 
 3 Angel-powers the throne furround, 
 
 Next the faints in glory lliey: 
 
 Lulled with the tranlporting found, 
 They their filent homage pay i 
 Pioftrate on their face before 
 God and his Mefhah fail; 
 
 Then in hymns of praife adore, 
 
 Shout the Lamb that died for all. 
 
 4 Be it fo, they all reply ; 
 
 Him let all our Orders praife ; 
 
 Him that did for finners die. 
 
 Saviour of the favoured race! 
 
 Render we our God his right, 
 
 Glory, Wifdom, Thanks, and Power, 
 Honour, Majefly, and Mighi, 
 
 Praife him, praife him evermore! 
 
 HYMN LXXIV. 
 
 1 "T X THAT are thefe arrayed in white, 
 W Brighter than the noon-day fun ? 
 Foremofl of the fons of light. 
 
 Neared the eternal throne? 
 
 Thefe 
 
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 Thefe are they that bore the crofsj 
 Nobly for their mailer Hood ; 
 SuffcrcTS in his righteous caufe ; 
 Followers of the dying God. 
 
 2 Out of great diftrefs tliey came, 
 
 Wafhed their robes by faith below. 
 In the blood of yonder Lamb, 
 
 Blood that waflies white as fnow : 
 Therefore arc they next the tlirone, 
 Serve their Maker day and nighf, 
 God refides among his own, 
 
 God doth in his faints delight. 
 
 g More than conquerors at lafl, 
 
 Here they find their trials o’er ; 
 They have all their fufferings pad, 
 Hunger now and ihiifl no more ; 
 No cxcefTive heat they feel. 
 
 From the fun's direfter ray. 
 
 In a milder clime they dwell, 
 
 Region of eternal day. 
 
 4 He that On the throne doth reign, 
 Thefe the Lamb fhall always feed. 
 With the free of life fudain, 
 
 To the living fountain lead; 
 
 He fhall all their forrows chafe,' 
 
 All thei r wants at once remove ; 
 Wipe the tears from every face. 
 
 Fill up evdry foul with love. 
 
 HYMN LXXV. 
 
 1 ''T^HE church in her militant date 
 1 Is weary, and cannot forbear; 
 The faints in an agony wait, 
 
 To fee him again in the an ! 
 
 The Spirit'invites in the bride. 
 
 Her heavenly Lord to defeend. 
 And place her, enthroned at his lidc, 
 In gloiy Cliat never fhall cud. 
 
 2 The 
 
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 2 The news of his coming I hear, 
 
 And join in the catholic cry; 
 
 O Jefus in triumph appear! 
 
 Appear on the clouds of the fi^y ! 
 Whom only 1 languifh to love, 
 
 In fulnefs of majefty come. 
 
 And give me a manfion above. 
 
 And take to my heavenly home ! 
 
 HYMN LXXVI. 
 
 3 ^ f'HE thirfly are called to their Lord, 
 
 A His glorious appearing to fee ; 
 And drawn by the power of his word. 
 The promife 1 know is for me ; 
 
 1 tliirft for the flieams of thy grace, 
 
 I gafp for the Ipirit of love i 
 1 long for a'glimpfe of thy face, 
 
 And then to behold it above, 
 
 2 Thy call I exult to obey, 
 
 And come in the -Ipuii of prayer, 
 
 Thy joy m that happiefl day, 
 
 Thy kingdom of glory lu flrare ; 
 
 To drink the puic river of bids ; 
 
 With life everlufling o'erflowed, 
 Implunged in the cryflal abyls, 
 
 And lolt m an ocean of God. 
 
 HYMN LXXVIL 
 
 1 A Fountain of life and of grace, 
 
 in Chiifl our Redeemci wc fee; 
 For us who his offers embrace. 
 
 For all It is open and tree ! 
 
 Jehovah himfelf doth invite 
 
 To drink of his pleafuics unknown, 
 The dreams of immortal delight, 
 
 That flow from his heavenly throne. 
 
 2 As 
 
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 2 As foon as in him we believe, 
 
 By faith of his fpirit wc take; 
 
 And freely forgiven, receive 
 Tlie mercy lor Jefus's fake ; 
 
 We gam a pure drop of* his love. 
 
 The life of eternity know ; 
 
 Angelical happinefs prove. 
 
 And wilnefs a heaven below. 
 
 HYMN LXXVIII. 
 
 6 . Defcnbing Util. 
 
 1 '^ERRIBLE thought ! (hall 1 alone, 
 
 X Who may be Hved, fhall I, 
 
 Of all, alas! whom I have known, 
 Through fm for ever die? 
 
 2 Wliile all my old companions dear, . 
 
 With whom I once did live. 
 
 Joyful at God’s right-hand appear, 
 
 A blefhng to receive? 
 
 3 Shall I, amidft a ghallly band. 
 
 Dragged to the judgment-feat. 
 
 Far on the left with horror fland. 
 
 My fearful doom to meet? 
 
 4 While they enjoy his heavenly love, 
 
 Mull I in torments dwell ? 
 
 And howl, (while they fing hymns above,) 
 And blow the flames of hell ? 
 
 5 Ah ! no ; I Hill may turn and live ; 
 
 For Hill his wrath delays. 
 
 He now vouchfafes a kind reprieve, 
 
 And offers me his grace. 
 
 6 I will accept his olTers now, 
 
 From every fin depart, 
 
 Perform my oft “repeated vow, 
 
 And render him my heact. 
 
 7 I will 
 
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 2 1 will Impro\^, whal I rfeceive^ 
 The grace through Jefus given-, 
 Suie, if with God on earth 1 live, 
 To live with Cod in heaven. 
 
 SECTION III. 
 
 Praying for a Bkjfing. 
 
 HYMN LXXIX. 
 
 J TTATHER of omniprefenf grace, 
 
 1. We Icem agreed to leek thy face ; 
 But every foul affeinbled here. 
 
 Doth naked in thy fight appear : 
 
 Thou knoweff who only bows rhe knee, 
 And who in heart approaches thee. 
 
 a Thy fpirit hath the difference made 
 Betwixt the living and the dead , 
 
 TJiou now dofl into fome inlpire 
 The pure, benevolent delire 
 O that everi now thy poweiful call 
 May quicken and convert us all 1 
 
 g The finners fuddenly convince, 
 
 O’erwhelmcd beneath their load of fins; 
 To-day, while it is called to-day. 
 
 Awake, and Rir them up to pray 
 Their dire captivity to own. 
 
 And from the iron furnace groan. 
 
 4 Then, then acknowledge, and fet free 
 The people bought, O Lord ! by thee , 
 The fheep for whom their Shepherd bled, 
 Lor whom we in tliy fpirit plead ; 
 
 Let all m thee redemption find, 
 
 And not a boot be left behind. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN LXXX. 
 
 1 OHEPHERDof fouls, with pitying eye 
 O The ihoufands of our llrael fee ; 
 
 To thee in their behalf we cry, 
 
 Ourfelves but newly found in thee. 
 
 2 See where o’er defert wafles they err. 
 
 And neither food nor feeder have , 
 
 Nor fold, nor place of refuge near, 
 
 For no man cares their fouls to fare. 
 
 3 Wild as the untaught Indians’ brood, 
 
 The chnflian favages remain ; 
 
 Strangers, yea enemies to God, 
 
 They make thee Ipill thy blood in vain. 
 
 /j Thy people, Lord, are fold for nouglit. 
 
 Nor know they their Redeemer nigh; 
 They perifh whom ihyfelf hail bought, 
 Their fouls for lack of knowledge die. 
 
 ^ The pit its mouth hath opened wide, 
 
 To fwallow up Its carelels prey ; 
 
 Why fhould they die, when thou haft died. 
 Hall died to bear their fins away? 
 
 6 Wliy fhould the foe thy purchafe feize ; 
 
 Remembet, Lord, thy dying groans ; 
 
 The mead of all thy luffermgs iheic, 
 
 O claim them for thy ranfoincd ones! 
 
 7 Extend to thefe thy pardoning grace. 
 
 To thcle be thy lalvation fhowdd 
 O add them to thy cholen race' 
 
 O Iprinkle all their hearts with blood I 
 
 8 Still let the publicans draw near, 
 
 Open tire door of faith and heaven. 
 
 And grant their hearts tliy word to hear, 
 And wiincls all their fins forgiven. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN LXXXJ. 
 
 t ^ i’'HOU Son of Cod, whofe flaming eyes 
 Out- inmofl thoughts perceive, 
 
 Accept the evening facrifice, 
 
 Which now to thee we give. 
 
 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
 
 And think ourielves fincere : 
 
 But fhew us, Lord, is every one 
 Thy real worfhipper ? 
 
 g. Is here a foul that knows thee not, 
 
 Nor feels his want of thee ^ 
 
 A ftranger to the blood which bought 
 •His pardon on the tree ? 
 
 4 Convince him now of unbelief. 
 
 His defperate flate explain: 
 
 And fill his heart with iacred grief. 
 
 And penitential pain. 
 
 5 Speak With that voice which wakes the dead, 
 
 And bid the fleeper nfe, 
 
 "And bid his guiliy confcience dread 
 The death, that never dies. 
 
 6 Extort the cry, what mufl be done 
 
 To fave a wretch like me ^ 
 
 How fhall a trembling finnsr fhun 
 That endlefs mifery ? 
 
 y I mufl this Inflant now begin 
 Out of my fleep fo wake , 
 
 And turn to God, and every fin 
 Continually forfake. 
 
 8 I mud for faith inceffant cry, 
 
 And .wreflle, Lord, with thee : 
 
 I mufl be born again, or die 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN LXXXII. 
 
 1 /^OME, O thou alNviftorious Lord, 
 
 Thy power to us make known : 
 Strike with the hammerof thy word. 
 And break thefe hearts of ftone. 
 
 2 O that we all might now begin 
 
 Our foolifhnefs to mourn ; 
 
 And turn at once from every fin, 
 
 And to our Saviour turn. 
 
 3 Give us o'ui felves and thee to know, 
 
 In this our gracious day; 
 
 Repentance unto life bellow. 
 
 And rake our fins away. 
 
 4 Conclude us firfl in unbelief, 
 
 And freely then releafe ; 
 
 Fill every loul with facred grief, 
 
 And then with facred peace. 
 
 5 ImpoveriOi, Lord, and then relieve, 
 
 And then enrich the poor; 
 
 The knowledge of our ficknefs give, 
 The knowledge of our cure. 
 
 6 That bleded fenfc of guilt impart, 
 
 And then remove the load : 
 Trouble, and wafh ihe troubled heart. 
 In the atoning blood. 
 
 7 Our delperate Rate through fin declare. 
 
 And Ipeak oui fins forgiven ; 
 
 By perfeft holinels prepare. 
 
 And take us up to heaven. 
 
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 HYMM 
 
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 HYMN LXXXIII. 
 
 1 O of faith, come down, 
 
 O Reveal the things of God, 
 
 And make to us the Godhead knov/n, 
 And witnefs with the blood: 
 
 ’Tis thine the blood to’ apply, 
 And give us eyes to fee, 
 
 Who did for every finncr die. 
 
 Hath furely flied for me, 
 
 2 No man can truly fay. 
 
 That Jefus is the Lord, 
 
 Unlefs thou take tlie veil away, 
 
 And breathe the living word ; 
 Then, only then we feel, 
 
 Our interell in his blood, 
 
 And cry, with joy unfpeakable, 
 
 “ Thou art my Lord, my God!” 
 
 2 O that the world might know 
 The all-atoning Larno ! 
 
 Spirit of faith, defeend, and fhow 
 The virtue of his name ; 
 
 The grace, which all may find, 
 d'h.e faving power impart. 
 
 And ledify to all mankind, 
 
 And fpeak in every heart! 
 
 ^ Infpire the living faith, 
 
 (Which whofoe’er receives, 
 
 The witnefs in hirnfelf he hath. 
 
 And confeioufiy believes;) 
 
 The faith that conquers all. 
 
 And doth the mountains move, 
 And faves whoe’er on Jefus call. 
 
 And perfefts them in love. 
 
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 HYMN LXXXIV. 
 
 S inners, your heans lift up, 
 Partakers of your hope ! 
 
 This the day of pentecoft; 
 
 Alh, and ye fhal! all receive ; 
 Surely now the Eloly Ghoff, 
 
 God to all that afk (hall give. 
 
 2 Ye all may freely take 
 
 The grace for Jefu's fake ; 
 
 He for every man hath died, 
 
 He for all hath role again ; 
 
 Jefus now is glorified, 
 
 Gifts he hath received for men. 
 
 3 He fends them from the fktes, 
 
 On all his enemies; 
 
 By his crofs he now hath led 
 Captive out captivity; 
 
 We fhall all be free indeed, 
 
 Chrill the Son fliall make us free, 
 
 ^ Bleffings on all he pours, 
 
 In never ceafing fhoweis, 
 
 All he waters from above. 
 
 Offers all his joy and peace ; 
 Settled comfort, perfeft love, 
 Everlafling nghteoufnefs. 
 
 2 All may from him receive 
 
 A power to turn and live; 
 
 Grace for every foul is free : 
 
 All may hear the effeftual call; 
 All the light of life may fee. 
 
 All may feel, he died for all. 
 
 6 Drop down in fhowers of love, 
 Ye heavens fiom above ! 
 
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 Righteoafnefs, 
 
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 Righteoufnefs, ye fkles, pour down ! 
 
 Open, earth, and take it in ! 
 Claim the fpirit for your own, 
 
 Sinners, and be faved from fin ! 
 
 7 Father, behold we claim 
 The gift in Jefu’s name ! 
 
 Him the promifed Comforter 
 Into all our fpirits pour ; 
 
 Lot him fix his manfion here, 
 
 Come, and never leave us more ! 
 
 HYMN LXXXV. 
 
 Before reading the Scriptures, 
 
 » Holy Ghoft, our hearts infpire. 
 
 Let us thine influence prove, 
 
 Source of the old prophetic fire, 
 
 Fountain of life and love, 
 
 2 Come, Holy Ghoft, (for moved by thee 
 
 The prophets wrote and fpoke ;) 
 
 Unlock the truth, thyfelf the Key, 
 
 Unfeal the facred book. 
 
 3 Expand thy wings, celeflial Dove, 
 
 Brood o'er our nature’s night; 
 
 On our difordered fpirits move. 
 
 And let there now be light. 
 
 4 God, through himfelf, wc then fhall know, 
 
 If thou within us fliine, 
 
 And found, with all thy faints below. 
 
 The depths of love divine. 
 
 H Y M N LXXXVI 
 
 F ather ©fail, in tvhom alone 
 
 We live, and move, and breathe. 
 One bright celeflial ray dart down, 
 And cheer thy fons beneath. 
 
 2 Vv^hile 
 
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 2 While in tliy word we fearch for thee, 
 
 (We featxh with trembling awe!) 
 Open our eyes, and let us fee 
 The wonders of thy law. 
 
 3 Now let our darknefs comprehend 
 
 The light, that fliines fo clear ; 
 
 Now the revealing fpirit fend, 
 
 And give us ears to heai. 
 
 4 Before us make thy goodnefs pafs, 
 
 Whicli heic by laith v.'c know i 
 Let us in Jefus fee thy face, 
 
 And die to all below. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVU. 
 
 1 y NSPIRER of the ancient feers, 
 
 JL Who wrote from thee the facred page, 
 d'he fame through all fucceeding years, 
 
 To us in our degenerate age. 
 
 The fpirit ol thy word impart, 
 
 And breathe the life into our heart, 
 
 2 While now thine oracles we read. 
 
 With earneft prayer and flrorig defire, 
 
 O let thy fpirit from thee proceed. 
 
 Our fouls to waken and infpire ; 
 
 Our weaknels help, our daiknels chafe, 
 
 And guide us by the light of grace. 
 
 3 Whene’er in error’s paths we rove, 
 
 'I'he living God through fin forfake. 
 
 Our conlcience by thy word reprove, 
 
 Convince, and bring the wanderers back ; 
 Deep wounded by thy fpint’s fword. 
 
 And then by Gilead’s.balm reftored. 
 
 4 The fecret leffons of thy grace, 
 
 'I'ranfmitled through the word, repeat, 
 And tram us up in all thy ways, 
 
 To make us in thy will compleat; 
 
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 Fulfil thy love’s r^eemlng plan» 
 
 And bring us 10 a pcrfeft man. 
 
 5 Furnifhed out of thy treafury, 
 
 O may wc always ready Hand, 
 
 To help the fouls redeemed by thee, 
 
 In what their various flates demand ; 
 
 To teach, convince, correfl, reprove, 
 
 And build them up in holieft love. 
 
 PART II. 
 
 CONVINCING, 
 
 SECTION I. 
 
 Defcribivg formal Religion. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVIII. 
 
 3 T ONC have I feem^d to ferve thee, Lord, 
 With unavailing pain ; 
 
 Faffed, and prayed, and read thy word. 
 
 And heard it preached m vain, 
 
 2 Oft did I with the affembly join, 
 
 And near thy altar drew ; 
 
 A form of godlinefs was mine, 
 
 The power i never knew, 
 
 g 1 reded in the outward law, 
 
 Nor knew its deep defign ; 
 
 The length and breadth 1 never faw, 
 
 And height of love divine. 
 
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 4 To pleafc thee thus, at length I fee, 
 
 Vainly I hoped, and (liove : 
 
 For what are outward things to thee, 
 Unleis they fpting from love ? 
 
 5 I fee the perfefl law requires 
 
 Truth in the inward parts ; 
 
 Our lull content, our whole defires. 
 
 Our undivided hearts. 
 
 6 But I of means have made rny boaft, 
 
 Of means an idol made ! 
 
 Tlie fpirit m the letter loff, 
 
 The fubflancc in tlic lhade ! 
 
 7 Where am I now, or what my hope ? 
 
 What can tny weaknefs do P 
 Jefu, to thee my foul looks up : , 
 
 'Tis thou mull malce it new. 
 
 HYMN LXXXIX. 
 
 1 OTILL for thy loving kindnefs. Lord, 
 
 I in thy temple wait : 
 
 1 look to hnd thee in thy word, 
 
 Or at thy table ntieet, 
 
 2 Here m thine own appointed ways 
 
 1 wait to learn thy will ; 
 
 Silens i hand before thy face, 
 
 And hear thee fay, “ Be dill I’* 
 
 2 “ Be dill, and know that I am God I" 
 'Tis all I live to know I 
 To feel the virtue of thy blood. 
 
 And fpread its praile below 1 
 
 4 I wait my vigour to renew. 
 
 Thine image to retrieve : 
 
 The veil of outward things pafs through, 
 And gafp in thee to Uve. 
 
 5 I work 
 
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 5 I work ; and own the labour vain t 
 
 And thus from works I ceafe: 
 
 * I ftrive; and fee my fruitlefs pain, 
 Till God create my peace. 
 
 6 Fruitlefs, till thou thyfelf impart, 
 
 Muft all my efforts prove : 
 
 They cannot change a finful heart. 
 They cannot purchafe love. 
 
 7 I do the thing thy laws enjoin, 
 
 And then the Itrife give o’er; 
 
 To thee 1 then the whole refign, 
 
 I truft in means no. snore. 
 
 8 I trull in hun who IJands between 
 
 The Father’s wrath and met 
 Jefu, thou great eternal Mean, 
 
 1 look for all from thee ! 
 
 HYMN XC. 
 
 3 'TV /TY gracious, loving Lord, 
 
 iVa To thee what lhall I fay ? 
 Well may I tremble at thy word ? 
 And tcaice prefume to pray ! 
 Ten thoufand wants have 1 : 
 Alas! 1 all things want I 
 And thou haft bid me alv/ays cry, 
 And never, never faint, 
 
 2 Yet, Lord, well might 1 fear. 
 Fear even to alk thy grace : 
 
 So oft have 1, alas! drawn near. 
 And mocked thee to thy face 
 With all pollutions ftaincd. 
 
 Thy halicrWed courts I trod : 
 Thy name and-temple I profaned, 
 And dared to call thee God! 
 
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 Nigh With my lips 1 drew ; 
 
 My lips were all unclean : 
 
 Thee wiih my heart I never knew ; 
 
 My heart was full of fin. 
 
 Far frorn the living Lord, 
 
 As fai as hell from heaven, 
 
 Fhy purity 1 (lill abhorred, 
 
 Nor looked to be forgiven. 
 
 4 My nature I obeyed, 
 
 My own delii’cs pui (ued ; 
 
 And ftill a den of thieves ! made 
 The hallowed houfe of God. 
 
 The worfhip be approves. 
 
 To him I would not pay ; 
 
 My lelhih ends and creature-loves 
 Had dole my heart away. 
 
 5 My fin and nakedneCs 
 I ftudied to difguife, 
 
 Spoke to my foul a flattering peace, 
 
 And put Out my own eyes; 
 
 In fig-leaves I appeared, 
 
 Nor with my form would part: 
 
 But dill retained a confcience feared, 
 
 A hard, deceitful heart, 
 
 6 A goodly, formal faint 
 
 I long appeared in fight, 
 
 I>y Self and Satan taught to paint 
 My tomb, my nature white. 
 
 The pharifee within 
 Still undidurbed remained; 
 
 The drong man armed with guilt of fin, 
 Safe in his palace reigned. 
 
 7 But O ! the jealous God 
 In my behalf came down : 
 
 Jefus himfelf the dronger fhowed, 
 
 And claimed me for his own. 
 
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 My fpirit he alarmed, 
 
 And Drought into diftrefs: 
 
 He fhook, and bound the ftrong man armed. 
 In his felf-righteoulnefs, 
 
 8 Faded my virtuous Ihew, 
 
 My form without the power : 
 
 The fin-convincing fpirit blew, 
 
 And blafted every flower, 
 
 My mouth was flopped, and Oiamc 
 Covered my guilty face ; 
 i fell on the atoning Lamb, 
 
 And I was faved by grace. 
 
 HYMN XCl 
 
 j '■ I '■‘HE ttten who flight thy faithful wordj 
 A In their own lies confide, 
 
 Thefe are the temples of the Lord, 
 
 And heSthens all befide 1 
 
 2 The temple of the Lord are thefe, 
 
 The only church and true, 
 
 Who live in pomp, and wealth, and eafe, 
 And Jefus never knew. 
 
 3 O wouldfl thou Lord reveal their fins ! 
 
 And turn their joy to grief, 
 
 The world, the chriflian world, convince 
 Of damning unbelief. 
 
 4 The formalifts confound, convert, 
 
 And to thy people join ; 
 
 And break, and fill the broken heart, 
 
 V/uh confidence divine; 
 
 SECTION 
 
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 SECTION II. 
 
 Defcnbing- inward Religion, 
 HYMN XCir. 
 
 < A UTHOR of faith, eternal word, 
 
 jTX Whofe fpirit breathes the a£livc flame, 
 Faith, like its flnifher and Lord, 
 
 To-day as yeflerday the fame. 
 
 2 To thee our humble hearts afpire, 
 
 And afk the gift unfpeakable ;. 
 
 Increafe in u^ the kindled Are, 
 
 In us the work of faith fulfil. 
 
 2 By faith we know thee ftrong to fave, 
 
 (Save us, a prefent Saviour thou!) 
 Whate’er we hope, by faith we have, 
 
 Future and part fubfifting now. 
 
 4 To him that in thy name believes, 
 
 Eternal life with thee is given, 
 
 Info himfelf he all receives, 
 
 Pardon, and holinefs, and heaven. 
 
 5 Th6 things unknown to feeble fenfc, 
 
 Unfeen by reafon’s glimmering ray, 
 
 With ftrong, commanding evidence, 
 
 Their heavenly origin difplay. 
 
 6 Faith lends its realizing light, 
 
 The clouds difperfe, the fhadows. fly ; 
 
 The Invifible appears in fight. 
 
 And God is feen by mortal eye. 
 
 HYMN XCIII. 
 
 1 TTOW cam a finner know 
 
 JLi. His fins on earth forgiven ? 
 
 How can my gracious Saviour fhow 
 My name infcribed in heaven ? 
 
 What 
 
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 What we have felt and (ecn, 
 
 With confidence we tell, 
 
 And publilh to the fons of men 
 The figns infallible. 
 
 2 We, who in Chtift believe. 
 
 That he for us hath died, 
 
 Wc all his unknown peace receivei 
 And feel his blood applied; 
 Exults our rifing foul, 
 
 Difburthencd of her load, 
 
 And fwells unutterably full 
 Of glory and of God. 
 
 3 His love furpalTing far 
 
 The love of all beneath, 
 
 We find within our hearts, and dare 
 The pointlefs darts of death. 
 Stronger than death and hell 
 The myllic power we prove ; 
 And con(]^uerors of the world we dwell 
 In heaven who dwell in love. 
 
 4 We by his fpirit prove, 
 
 And know the things of God, 
 The things which freely of his love 
 He hath on us bellowed ; 
 
 His fpirit to us he gave, 
 
 And dwells in us, wc know ; 
 The wilnefs in ourfelves we have, 
 
 And rdl his fruit we Jhow. 
 
 5 The meek and lowly heart, 
 
 That in our Saviour was, 
 
 To us his fpirit does impart. 
 
 Ana figns us with Iris crofs: 
 
 Our nature’s turned, our mind 
 Transformed in all its powers, 
 And both the witnelTes are joined, 
 
 The fpirit of God with ours. 
 
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 6 Whate'er our pardoning Lord 
 Commands, we gladly do, 
 
 And guided by his facred word, 
 
 We all his Heps purfue; 
 
 His glory our defign, 
 
 We live our God to pleafe; 
 
 And rife with filial fear divine, 
 
 To perfef^ holinefs. 
 
 HYMN XCIV. 
 
 t A foolifh world, forbear 
 
 Thy unavailing pain ! 
 
 Nor idly, needlefsly declarO 
 
 Our hope and labour vain : 
 
 Say not, we cannot know 
 
 On earth, the heavenly powers, 
 Or tafte the glorious blifs-below. 
 
 Or feel that God is ours. 
 
 2 So ignorant of God, 
 
 In fin brought up and born, 
 
 Ye prudent fools, be not fo proud ; 
 
 Sufpend your idle fcorn : 
 
 , For us who have our fight. 
 
 Ye fain would judges be. 
 
 And make us think there is no light, 
 Becaufe you cannot fee, 
 
 3 The fame in your efleem, 
 
 Falfehood and truth ye join, 
 Tlie wild enthufiafl’s idle dream, 
 
 And real work divine ; 
 i The fubftance, or the fhow. 
 
 No difference you can find : 
 For colours all, full well we know, 
 Are equal to the blind. 
 
 4 Wherefore from us depart. 
 
 And to each other tell, 
 
 ** No, no, we cannot on our heart 
 The written pardon feel 
 
 A ftranger 
 
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 A firanger to that bread 
 
 You may beguite and cheat: 
 But us you never can pei*fuade, . 
 That honey is not fwect. 
 
 HYMN XCV. 
 
 U PRIGHT both in heart and will, 
 We by our God were made } 
 But we turned from good to ill, 
 
 And o’er the creature ftrayid ; 
 Multiplied our wandering thought. 
 Which firfl was fixt on God alone, 
 In ten thoufand objefts fought 
 The blifs we loR in one. 
 
 2 From our own inventions vain 
 Of fancied happinefs, 
 
 Draw us to thyfelf again, 
 
 And bid our wanderings ceafe } 
 Jefus, fpeak our fouls reftored, 
 By love’s divine fimplicity ■, 
 Re-united to our Lord, 
 
 And wholly loft in thee I 
 
 PART III. 
 
 SECTION I. 
 
 Praying for Repentance. 
 
 HYMN XCVI. 
 
 I I^ATHER of lights, from whom proceeds, 
 X Whate’er thy every creature needs, 
 Whofe goodnefs providently nigh, 
 
 Feeds the young ravens when thy cry ; 
 
 To thee I look, my heart prepare : 
 
 Suggell, and hearken to my prayer. 
 
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 2 SinCe by thy light myfclf I fee 
 Naked, and poor, and void of thee ; 
 
 Thy eyes mud all my thoughts furvey, 
 Preventing what my lips would fay ; 
 
 Thou feed my wants ; for help they call, 
 And ere I fpeak, thou knowdd them all. 
 
 3 Thou knowed the bafenefs of my mind, 
 Wayward, and impotent, and blind ! 
 
 Thou knowed how unlubdued my will, 
 Averfe to good, and prone to ill; 
 
 Thou knowed how wide my padions rove, 
 Nor checked by fear, nor charmed by love. 
 
 ^ Fain would I know as known by thee. 
 
 And feel the Indigence I lee ; 
 
 Fain would 1 all iny vilenefs own. 
 
 And deep beneath the burden groan ; 
 Abhor the pride that lurks within, 
 
 Deted and loath tnyfelf and fin. 
 
 5 Ah give me Lord myfelf to feel ! 
 
 My total mifery reveal ; 
 
 Ah, give me Lord, (1 dill would fay,) 
 
 A heart to mourn, a heart to pray : 
 
 My bufmefs this, my only care, 
 
 My life, my every breath be prayer f 
 
 HYMN CXVII, 
 
 1 T ESU, my Advocate above, 
 
 I My friend before the throne of love j 
 If now for me prevails thy prayer, 
 
 If now 1 find thee pleading there ; 
 
 If thou the fecret wifli convey) 
 
 And fweetly prompt my heart to pray ; 
 
 H ear, and my weak petitions join, 
 Almighty Advocate, to thine. 
 
 3 Fain would I know my utmod ill, 
 
 And gro^n my nature’s weight to feci, 
 
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 To feel the clouds that round me roll, 
 The night that hangs upon tny foul j 
 Thedarknefs of my carnal mind, 
 
 My will perverfe, iny paffions blind. 
 Scattered o’er all the earth abroad, 
 Immeafurably far from God. 
 
 3 Jefu, my heart’s defire obtain ! 
 
 My earnefl fuit prefent, and gain : 
 
 My fulnefs of corruption Ihow, 
 
 The knowledge of myfelf bellow : 
 
 A deeper difplacence at fin, 
 
 A (harper fenfe of hell within ; 
 
 A llronger (Iruggling to get free ; 
 
 A keener appetite for thee ! 
 
 4 O (overeign Love, to thee I cry ! 
 
 Give me thyfelf, or elfe I die ! 
 
 Save me from death ; from hell fet free ; 
 Death, hell, are but the want of thee ; 
 Quickened by thy imparted flame, 
 Saved, when pofTeft of thee I am ; 
 
 My life, my only heaven thou art i 
 O might I feel thee in my heart! 
 
 HYMN XCVIII. 
 
 1 O AVIOUR, Prince of Ifrael’s race. 
 
 See me from thy lofty throne ; 
 Give the fweet relenting grace. 
 
 Soften this obdurate ftone ! 
 
 Stone to flefh, O God, convert, 
 
 Call a look, and break my heart; 
 
 2 By thy fpirit, Lord, reprove. 
 
 All mine inmoft fins reveal; 
 
 Sins againft thy light and love, 
 
 Let me fee and let me feel; 
 
 Sins that crucified my God, 
 
 Spilt again thy precious blood 
 
 3 Jefu, 
 
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 3 Jefu, feek thy wandering (heep, 
 
 Make me reftlefs to return.; 
 
 Bid me look on tliec and weep» 
 Bitterly as Peter mourn ; 
 
 Till I fay, by grace reftored, 
 
 Now thou knoweft, I love thee, Lord, 
 
 4 Might 1 in thy fight appear. 
 
 As the Publican diftreft, 
 
 Stand, not daring to draw near. 
 
 Smite on my unworthy bread; 
 
 Groan the finner’s only plea, 
 
 God, be merciful to me! • 
 
 5 O remember me for good, 
 
 Pairing through the mortal vale ! 
 Shew me the atoning blood. 
 
 When my flrength and fpirit fail ; 
 Give my gafping foul to fee 
 Jefus crucified for me! 
 
 HYMN XCIX. 
 
 1 That 1 could repent! 
 
 V_y With all my idols part, 
 
 And to thy gracious eye prefcnl 
 An humble, contrite heart! 
 
 A heart with giief oppreft, 
 
 For having grieved my God | 
 
 A troubled heart, that cannot reft. 
 
 Till fprinkled with thy blood I 
 
 2 Jefus, on me bellow 
 The penitent defire; 
 
 With true fincerity of woe 
 My aching breaft infpire ; 
 
 With foftening pity look. 
 
 And melt my hardnefs down, 
 
 Strike, with thy love’s rcfilllels ftroke, 
 And break this heart of (lone J 
 
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 HYMN C. 
 
 1 That 1 could revere 
 V_X My much offended Cod ! 
 
 O that I could but (land in fear 
 Of thy affllfting rod! 
 
 If meicy cannot draw. 
 
 Thou, by thy threatenings, move ; 
 
 And keep an abjefl foul in awe. 
 
 That will not yield to love. 
 
 2 Shew me the naked fword, 
 
 Impending o’er my head ; 
 
 O let me tremble at ihy word ! 
 
 And to my ways take heed ; 
 
 With facred horror fly 
 From every flnful fnare ; 
 
 Nor ever, in my Judge’s eye. 
 
 My Judge's anger dare. 
 
 3 Thou great tremendous God, 
 
 The confcious awe impart, 
 
 The grace be now on me beRowed, 
 
 The tender, flefhly heart : 
 
 For Jefu’s fake alone 
 The Rony heait remove, 
 
 And melt at laR, O melt me down 
 Into the mould of love ! 
 
 HYMN ei. 
 
 1 For that tendernefs of heart, 
 
 v_/ Which bows before the Lord, 
 Acknowledging how juR thou art, 
 
 And tremoles at thy word! 
 
 a O for thofe humble, contrite tears, 
 
 Which from repentance flow, 
 
 That confcloufnefs of guilt, which fears 
 The long-fufpended blow! 
 
 3 Saviour, 
 
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 3 Saviour, to me In pity give 
 
 The fenfible ,d>ftrefs, 
 
 The pledge thou wilt at lad receive, 
 And bid me die In peace; 
 
 4 Wilt from the dreadful day remove, 
 
 Before the evil come, 
 
 My fpirit hide with faints above, 
 My body in the tomb. 
 
 HYMN CII. 
 
 1 That I could repent ! 
 
 O that 1 could believe ! 
 
 Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, 
 
 The rock in funder cleave I 
 Thou, by thy two-edged fword. 
 
 My (oul and fpirit part, 
 
 Strike, with the hammer of thy word, 
 And break, my ftubborn heart! 
 
 2 Saviour, and Prince of peace. 
 
 The double grace bellow, 
 
 Unloofe the bands of wickednefs, 
 
 And let the captive "go ; 
 
 Grant me my tins to feel. 
 
 And then the load remove ; 
 
 Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, 
 The balm of pardoning- love. 
 
 3 For thy own mercy’s fake 
 The curled thing remove ; 
 
 And into thy proteflion take 
 The prifoner of thy love : 
 
 In every trying hour 
 Stand by my feeble foul. 
 
 And Ikreen me from my nature's power, 
 Till thou haft made me whole. 
 
 4 This 
 
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 4 This is thy will, I know, 
 
 That I fhould holy be, 
 
 Should let my fm this moment go, 
 This moment turn to thee; 
 
 O might I now embrace 
 Thy all-fufficient power, 
 
 And never more to fin give place, 
 And never grieve thee more I 
 
 HYMN cm. 
 
 « TESU, let thy pitying eye 
 J Cali back a wandering (Keep; 
 talfe to thee, like Peter, i 
 Would fain like Peter weep; 
 
 Let me be by grace reilored, 
 
 On me be all long-fufFeiing ftown; 
 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of Clone. 
 
 a Saviour, Prince enthroned above. 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 
 Give me, through thy dying love, 
 
 The humble, contrite heart: 
 
 Give, what I have long implored, 
 
 A portion of thy grief unknown ; 
 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of ftone, 
 
 3 For thine own compaffion’s fake 
 The gracious v/onder fhow; 
 
 Call my fins behind thy back, 
 
 And wafh me white as fnow ; 
 
 If thy bowels now are.ftlrred, 
 
 If now I would myfeif bemoan, 
 
 Turn, and look up'on me, Lord,- 
 And break my heart of ftone. 
 
 4 See 
 
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 4 Se6 me, Saviour, from abov’c. 
 
 Nor fuflFer me to die ! 
 
 Life, and happinefs, ancTlove, 
 
 Drop from thy gracious eye ; 
 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 
 And let thy mercy melt me down; 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of (lone. 
 
 5 Look, as when thine eye purfued 
 
 The firft apodate man, 
 
 Saw him weltering in his blood, 
 
 And bade him rife again ; 
 
 Speak my paradife reftored. 
 
 Redeem me by thy grace alone : 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of done. 
 
 6 Look, as when thy pity faw 
 
 Thine own in a ftrangc land ; 
 Forced to’ obey the tyrant’s law, 
 
 And feel his heavy hand: 
 
 Speak the foul-redeeming word. 
 
 And out of Egypt call thy fon : 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of ftone. 
 
 7 Look, as when thy grace beheld 
 
 The harlot in diftrefs, 
 
 Dried her tears, her pardon fealed. 
 And bade her go in peace : 
 
 Foul 1 ike her, and felf-abhorred, 
 
 I at thy feet for mercy groan: 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of (lone. 
 
 8 Look, as when thy languid eye 
 
 Was clofed that we might live ; 
 Father,” (at the point to die, 
 
 My Saviour gafped,) “ forgive 1” 
 
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 Surely with that dying word, 
 
 He turns, and looks, and cries, “ Tisdpne!” 
 O my bleeding, loving. Lord, 
 
 Thou breakeft my heart of ftonei 
 
 SECTION II. 
 
 for Mourners convinced of Sin, 
 
 HYMN CVI. 
 
 1 T7 NSLAV’D to fenfe, to pleafure prone, 
 r j Fond of created good ; 
 
 Father, our helplefsnefs we own, 
 
 And trembling tafte our food. 
 
 2 Trembling we tafte ; for ah ! no more 
 
 To thee the creatures lead; 
 
 Changed, they exert a baneful power, 
 
 And poifon while they feed. 
 
 3 Curfed for the fake 6f wretched man, 
 
 They now engrofs him whole ; 
 
 With pleafing force on earth detain, 
 
 And fenfualize his foul. 
 
 4 Groveling on earth we ftill mud lie. 
 
 Till Chrift the curfe repeal ; 
 
 Till Chrift, defcending front on high, 
 
 Infefted nature heal. 
 
 5 Come then, our heavenly Adam, come, 
 
 Thy healing influence give ; 
 
 Hallow our food, rcverfe our doom. 
 
 And bid us eat,and live 
 
 6 The bondage of corruption break ; 
 
 For this our fpinls groan : 
 
 Thy only will we fain would, feek, 
 
 O fave us Irom our own ! 
 
 7 Turn 
 
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 7 Turn the full flream of nature’s tide : 
 
 Let all our aftions tend 
 To thee their fource ; thy love the guide. 
 Thy glory be the end. 
 
 8 Earth then a fcale to heaven fhall be, 
 
 Senfe lhall point out the road ; 
 
 Th e creatures all (hall lead to thee, 
 
 And all we talle be God, 
 
 HYMN CV. 
 
 1 T X fRETCHED, helplefs, and diftreft, 
 VV Ah, whither (hall 1 fly ! 
 
 Ever gafping after reft, 
 
 I cannot find it nigh ; 
 
 Naked, fick, and poor, and blind, 
 
 Faft bound in fin and mifery. 
 
 Friend of finners, let me find 
 My help, my all in thee! 
 
 a I am all unclean, unclean. 
 
 Thy purity 1 want; 
 
 My whole heart is fick of fin, 
 
 And my whole head is faint ! 
 
 Full of putrifying fores. 
 
 Of bruifes, and of wounds, my foul 
 Looks to Jefus; help Implores, 
 
 And gafps to be made whole. 
 
 0 In the wildernefs I ftray, 
 
 My foolifh heart is blind ; 
 
 Nothing do I know the way 
 
 And take, O take the veil away; 
 Turn my darknefs Into light, 
 
 My midnight Into day. 
 
 4 Naked 
 
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 4 Naked of thine image, Lordj 
 
 Forfaken, and alone, 
 
 Unrenewed and unreftored, 
 
 I have not thee put on : 
 
 Over me thy mantle fpread, 
 
 Send down^thy iikenefs from above, 
 Let thy goodnefs be difplayed, 
 
 And wrap me in thy love! 
 
 5 Poor, alas! thou knoweft I am. 
 
 And would be poorer ftill, 
 
 See my nakednefs and (hame, 
 
 And all my vilenefs feel; 
 
 No good thing in me refides, 
 
 My foul is ail an aching void, 
 
 Till thy fpirit here abides, 
 
 And 1 am filled with God. 
 
 6 Jefus, full of truth and grace, 
 
 In thee is all I want: 
 
 Be the wanderer’s refting-place, 
 
 A cordial to the faint ; 
 
 Make me rich, for 1 am poor ; 
 
 In thee may 1 my £den find : 
 
 To the dying, health reftore, 
 
 And eye-fight to the blind. 
 
 7 Clothe me with thy holinefs, 
 
 Tliy meek humility ; 
 
 Put on me my glorious drefs. 
 
 Endue my foul with thee ; 
 
 Let thine image be rellored, 
 
 Thy name and nature let me prove ; 
 With thy fulnefs fill me, Lord, 
 
 And perfect me in love. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CVI. 
 
 1 T ESU, Friend of Tinners hear, 
 
 I Yet once again I pray ; 
 
 From my debt of iin fet clear, 
 
 For I have nought to pay : 
 
 Speak, O fpeak the kind releafe, 
 
 A poor backdiding (bul reftore : 
 
 Love me freely, Teal my peace, 
 
 And bid me fin no more. 
 
 2 For my felfiihnefs and pride 
 
 Thou hart; withdrawn thy grace, 
 
 Left me long to wander wide, 
 
 An outcart from thy face j 
 But I now my fins confefs. 
 
 And mercy, mercy I implore : 
 
 “Love me freely, feal my peace. 
 
 And bid me fin no more, 
 
 3 Though my fins as mountains rife, 
 
 And fwell, and reach to heaven, 
 Mercy is above the (kies, 
 
 I may be rtill forgiven ; 
 
 Infinite my fins increafe, 
 
 But greater is thy mercy's rtore : 
 
 Love me freely, leal my peace, 
 
 And bid me tin no more, 
 
 4 Sin's deceitfulnefs hath fpread 
 
 A hardnefs o’er my heart ; 
 
 But if thou thy fpirit fhed, 
 
 The ftony fhall depart : 
 
 Shed thy love, thy tendernefs, 
 
 And Jet me feel thy foftening power : 
 Love me Ireely, feal my peace. 
 
 And bid me fin no more. 
 
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 5 From the opprefTive power of fm 
 My (Iruggling fpirit free; 
 
 Pejfeft right^oulnefs bring in, 
 Unfpotted purity; 
 
 Speak, and all this war (hall ceafe. 
 And (in (hall give its raging o’er 
 Love me freely, leal my peace, 
 And bid me fm no more. 
 
 •6 For this only thing I pray, 
 
 And this will I require, 
 
 Take the power of fin away, 
 
 Fill me with chafte defire; 
 Perfefl me in holinefs; 
 
 Thine image to my foul reftore: 
 Love me freely, feal my peace, 
 And bid me f]i> no more. 
 
 HYMN CVir, 
 
 1 T^RIEND of finners, in thy heart, 
 
 Tell me, doth there not remain 
 One unarmed and tender part, 
 Capable of hutnan.pain ? 
 
 Lord, 1 wait for the reply ; 
 
 Groan an anfwer from within ; 
 Tell me, Comforter, that I, 
 
 1 (hall be redeemed from fin, 
 
 2 Hoping agaiiifl hope, I wait 
 
 For redemption in thy blood: 
 Help me in my lofl elfate. 
 
 Take aivay my heavy load. 
 
 Save me from this tyranny ; 
 
 O.bring near the joyful hour ! 
 From all fm my fpirit free. 
 
 All the guili, and all the power. 
 
 3 Grant, 
 
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 3 Grant, O giant my laft requcft ! 
 
 Nothing do 1 afk befide ; 
 
 Only give my fpirit refl, 
 
 Reft from anger, luft, and pride ; 
 
 Bring into thy perfeft peace, 
 
 Give me faith to enter in ; 
 
 Let me with thy people ceafe 
 
 From my own dead works of fin, 
 
 4 Pow^r I want, a conftant power, 
 
 My own evil to efchew; 
 
 Till my heart can fin no more, 
 
 Till I am a creature new ; 
 
 Let me in thy wounds abide, 
 
 Till the perfeft grace is given; 
 
 Give me this, 1 alk befide 
 
 Nothing or in earth or heaven. 
 
 HYMN CVIII. 
 
 The good Samaritant 
 
 1 TX^OEisme! what tongue can tell 
 
 VV My fad afflifted ftate! 
 
 Who my anguifh can reveal, 
 
 Or all my woes relate ! 
 
 Fallen among thieves I ant. 
 
 And they havfe robbed me of my God, 
 Turned my glory into fhame. 
 
 And left me in my blood. 
 
 2 O thou good Samaritan / 
 
 In thee is all my hope ; 
 
 Only thou canft fuccour man. 
 
 And raife the fallen up ; 
 
 Hearken to my dying cry. 
 
 My wounds compaffionately fee. 
 
 Me a finner pafs not by. 
 
 Who gafp for help to thee. 
 
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 3 Still thou journeyeft where I am. 
 
 And ftill thy bowels move ; 
 
 Pity is with thee the fame, 
 
 And all thy bc-art is love ; 
 
 Stoop, to a poor finnei (loop, 
 
 And let thy healing grace abound; 
 Heal my bruifcs, avid bsnd up 
 My fpirit’s every wound. 
 
 4 Saviour of my foul draw nigh, 
 
 In mercy hafte to me j 
 At the point of death I lie, 
 
 And cannot come to thee : 
 
 Now thy kind relief afford. 
 
 The wine and oil of grace pour in ; 
 Good Phyfician, fpeak the word, 
 
 And heal my foul of fin, 
 
 5 Pity to my dying cries 
 
 Hath drawn thee from above ; 
 Hovering over me with eyes 
 Of tendernefs and love : 
 
 Now, evdn now I fee thy face, 
 
 The balm of Gilead I receive ; 
 Thou haft fav^d me by thy grace, 
 And bade the fmner live, 
 
 6 Surely now the bitternefs 
 
 Of fecond death is paft ; 
 
 O my life, my righteoufnefs! 
 
 On thee my foul is caft ; 
 
 Thou haft brought me to thine inn, 
 And I am of thy promife furc ; 
 Thou fhalt cleanfe me from all fin, 
 And all my ficknefs cure. 
 
 7 Perfeft then the work begun, 
 
 And make the fmner whole; 
 
 All thy will on me be done, 
 
 My Dody, fpirit, foul: 
 
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 Still prefcrve me fafe from harms, 
 
 And kindly for thy patient care ; 
 
 Take me, Jefu, to thine arms, 
 
 And keep me ever there. 
 
 HYMN CIX. 
 
 1 /'A Thou, whom fain my foul would love ! 
 v_>^ Whom I would gladly die to know, 
 This veil of unbelief remove, 
 
 And fhow me, all thy goodnefs fhow, 
 
 Jefu, thyfelf in me reveal, 
 
 Tell me thy name, thy nature tell, 
 
 2 Haft thou been with me, Lord, fo long, 
 
 Yet thee, my Lord, have I not known ? 
 
 I claim thee with a faultermg tongue, 
 
 I pray thee in a feeble groan • 
 
 Tell me, O tell me who thou art ! 
 
 And (peak thy name into my hcait. 
 
 3 If now thou talkeft by the way 
 
 With fuch an abjefit worm as me, 
 
 Thy myftery of grace difplay ; 
 
 • Open mine eyes that I may fee ; 
 
 That I may underftand thy word. 
 
 And now cry out, it is the Lord ! 
 
 HYMN CX. 
 
 1 TESU, in wTiom the weary find 
 
 I Their late, but permanent repofc, 
 rhyfician of the fin-fick mind, 
 
 Relieve my wants, aftuage my woes ; 
 
 And let my loul on thee be caft, 
 
 Till'life’s fierce tyranny be paft 
 
 2 Loofed from my God, and far removed, 
 
 Long have 1 wandered to and fro, 
 
 O'er earth in endlefs circles roved. 
 
 Nor found whereon to reft below ; 
 
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 Back 
 
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 Back to my God at laft I fly . 
 
 TorO, the waters llill are high ! 
 
 g Selfifli purfuits and nature’s maze, 
 
 The things of earth for thee I leave ; 
 
 Put forth thine hand, thine hand of grace, 
 Into the ark of love receive ! 
 
 Take this poor fluttering foul to reft, 
 
 And lodge it, Saviour, in thy breaft J 
 
 4 Fill with inviolable peace, 
 
 ’Stablifh and keep my fettled heart; 
 
 In thee may all my wanderings ceafe, 
 From thee no more may I depart; 
 
 Thy utmoft goodnels called to prove, 
 Loved with an everlafting love. 
 
 HYMN CXI. 
 
 s T ET the world their virtue boaft, 
 
 1 j Their works of righteoufnels ; 
 
 J, a wretch undone and loft, 
 
 Am freely faved by grace ; 
 
 Other title 1 difclaim, 
 
 This, only this is all my plea ; 
 
 1 the chief of finners am, 
 
 But jefus didd for ihe. 
 
 2 Happy they whofe joys abound 
 Like Jordan's fwelling ftream, 
 
 Who their heaven in Chrift have found, 
 And give the praife to him , 
 
 Let them triumph in his name, 
 
 Enioy their full felicity , 
 
 I the chief of finners am, 
 
 But Jefus died for me, 
 
 5 Bleft are they, entirely blcft, 
 
 Who can in him rejoice, 
 
 Lean on his beloved breaft. 
 
 And bear the bridegroom’s voice ; 
 
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 Mcaneft follower of the Limb, 
 
 His fteps 1 at a diftance fee; 
 
 1 the chief of Tinners am, 
 
 But Jefus died for me. 
 
 ^ I like Gideon's fleece am found, 
 Unwatered dill, and dry, 
 
 While the dew on all around, 
 
 Falls plenteous from the fky ; 
 
 Yet my Lord I cannot blame. 
 
 The Saviour’s grace for all is free ; 
 I the chief of Tinners am, 
 
 But Jefus died for me. 
 
 5 Surely he will lift me up. 
 
 For 1 of him have need t 
 1 cannot give up my hope. 
 
 Though I am cold and dead; 
 
 To bring fire on earth he came; 
 
 O that It novv might kindled be! 
 
 1 the chief of Tinners am, 
 
 But Jefus died for me. 
 
 6 Jefus thou for me haft di^d. 
 
 And thou in me fhalt live ; 
 
 1 fhall feel thy death applied, 
 
 I ftiall thy life receive ; 
 
 '^’et when melted in the flame 
 
 Of love, this ftiall be all nay plea ; 
 
 1 the chief of Tinners am, 
 
 But Jefus died for me. 
 
 HYMN CXII. 
 
 1 O AVIOUR caft a pitying eye, 
 
 O Bids my fins and forrows end ; 
 Whither fhould a finner fly P 
 
 Art not thou the finner’s friend ? 
 Reft in thee I gafp to find, 
 
 Wretched I, and poor, and blind, 
 
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 s Dictn tliou ever fee a foul 
 
 More in need of help than mine ; 
 Then refufe to make me whole, 
 Then with-hold the balm divine : 
 But if I do want thee moll, 
 
 Come, and feek, and fave the loll. 
 
 g Hafle, O hade to mv relief! 
 
 From the non-furnace take ; 
 
 Rid me of my fin and grief, 
 
 For thy own fweet mercy’s fake ; 
 Set my heart at liberty. 
 
 Shew forth all thy power in me. 
 
 4 Me the vilefl of the race, 
 
 Moft unholy, moll unclean ; 
 
 Me the farthell from thy face, 
 
 Sink of mifcry and hn , 
 
 Me with arms ol love receive, 
 
 Me,-of finners chief, forgive ! 
 
 5 Jefus, on thy only name 
 
 For falvation I depend. 
 
 In thy gracious hands 1 am. 
 
 Save me, favc me, to the end : 
 
 Let the utmofl grace be given ; 
 
 Save me quite from hell to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CXIII. 
 
 j OD is in this and every place ; 
 Vjy But O how dark and void 
 To me! ’lis one gicat vvildernefs, 
 This earth without my God. 
 
 2 Empty of him who all things fills, 
 I'lll he his light imparl ' 
 
 Till he his glorious felf reveals, 
 
 'I'hc veil is on my heart! 
 
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 g O thou who fee-fl and knowefl my grief! 
 Thyfclf unl'ccn, unknown, 
 
 Pity my hclplefs unbelief, 
 
 And take away the (lone, 
 
 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, 
 
 The lung-fought blefhng give ; 
 
 And bid me, at the point to die, 
 
 Behold thy face and live. 
 
 5 A darker foul did never yet 
 
 Thy promifed help implore : 
 
 O that 1 now my Lord might meet. 
 
 And never lofe him more ! 
 
 6 Now, Jefus, now the Father’s love 
 
 Shed in my lieart abroad ; 
 
 The middle wall of fin remove. 
 
 And let me into God ! 
 
 HYMN CXIV. 
 
 1 A UTHOR of faith to thee I cry, 
 
 zV To thee, who wouldcll not have! rflC die, 
 But know the truth and live ; 
 
 O pen mine eyes to fee thy face, 
 
 Work in my heart the laving grace, 
 
 The life eternal give. 
 
 2 Shut up in unbelief I groan, 
 
 And blindly ferve a God unknowrt, 
 
 T ill thou the veil remove ; 
 
 The gilt unfpeakable impart, 
 
 And write thy name upon my heart. 
 
 And manifeft thy love. 
 
 3 I know the work is only thine. 
 
 The gift of faith is all divine j 
 
 But 
 
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 But if on thee wc call, 
 
 Thou wilt the benefit beflow, 
 
 And give us hearts to feel and knov/, 
 That thou haft died for all. 
 
 wj Thou bidft us knock, and enter in, 
 
 Come unto thee, and reft from fin ; 
 
 The bleffing feek and find ; 
 
 Thou bidft us afk thy grace, and have; 
 
 Thou canft, thou wouldeft this moment fave 
 Both me and all mankind. 
 
 5 Be it according to thy word ! 
 
 Now let me find my, pardoning Lord; 
 
 Let what I afk be given ; 
 
 The bar of unbelief remove, 
 
 Open the door of faith and love, 
 
 And take me into heaven < 
 
 HYMN CXV. 
 
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 O Thou of whom I oft have heard, 
 Heard with the hearing-of the ear, 
 But never truly loved or feared, 
 
 But never found thee prefent here ; 
 Come to my poor, my faithlefs heart, 
 And kindly tell me who thou art! 
 
 & No fmalleft motion can I make 
 
 TowTd heaven, and happinefs, and thee ; 
 But fave me for thy mercy’s fake ; 
 
 Thy mercy moft divinely free, 
 
 Be on this heardened rebel fhowed, 
 
 In honour of the dying God. 
 
 g Look not on me, a beaft, a fiend, 
 
 All wrath, all palhon, and all pride ; 
 But fee thyfelf the finner’s friend, 
 
 The Son of man, the crucified ; 
 
 The God that left his throne above, 
 The bleeding Prince of peace and love. 
 
 4 Thy 
 
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 TKy only dying love I plead ; 
 
 Stronger than death iny love to me; 
 
 If thou couldft fufFer in my ftead, 
 
 Thou canft from fin and mifery 
 My poor expiring foul lift up, 
 
 And bid the chief of finners hope;, 
 
 HYMN CXVI. 
 
 W HEN my relief will mod difplay 
 
 Thy glory in thy creature’s good. 
 Then, Jefus, take the veil away ; 
 
 Sprinkle me with the atoning blood: 
 
 The power of living faith impart, 
 
 And orcathc thy love into my heart. 
 
 Jefus, the promifed help fupply : 
 
 Support the feeble, fainting mind^ 
 
 Nor let me in the winter tly, 
 
 But feek till 1 acceptance find ; 
 
 But afk ull I am faved from fin, 
 
 And knock-till mercy takes me in. 
 
 HYMN CXVII. 
 
 E xpand thy wings, celedial Dove, 
 
 And brooding o'er my nature’s night, 
 Call forth the ray of heavenly love. 
 
 Let there in my dark foul be light: 
 
 And fill the illiidraled abyfs 
 With glorious beams of endlcfs blifs. 
 
 Let there be light, (again command,) 
 
 And light there in our hearts fhall be, 
 We then through laiih fhall underdand 
 Thy great inyderious majedy ; 
 
 And by the fhinmg of thy grace. 
 
 Behold in Child thy glorious face, 
 
 3 Father- 
 
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 3 Father of everlaflirig grace, 
 
 Be mindful of thy changelefs word ; 
 We worfhip tow’rd that holy place, 
 
 In which thou doft thy name record ; 
 Dofl make thy gracious nature know t\, 
 That living temple of thy Son. 
 
 4 Thou doft with fwect complaifance fee 
 
 The temple filled with fight divin ; 
 And art thou not well plealed with me 
 Who, turning to that heavenly flmne, 
 Through Jefus to thy throne apply, 
 Through Jelus for acceptaricc try ? 
 
 5 With all who for redemption groan. 
 
 Father in Jefu’s name 1 pray ; 
 
 And ftill we cry and wrellie on, 
 
 Till mercy takes our fins away ' 
 
 Hear from thy dwelling place in heaven, 
 And now proiiounce our fins forgiven. 
 
 HYMN C;<VI 1 I. 
 
 1 Thou who haft our forrows borue, 
 -Help us to look on thee and piourn. 
 
 On thee whom we have Ihiin ; 
 
 Have pierciid a thoiifand, thouland times, 
 And by re-iterated crimes 
 Renewed thy mortal pain, 
 
 2 Vouclifafe us eyes of faith to fee 
 'File man transfixt on Calvary ! 
 
 To know thee, who thou art, 
 
 The one eternal God and true; 
 
 And let the fight afleft, fubdue, 
 
 And break my ftubborn heart. 
 
 3 Lover of fouls, to refeue mine, 
 
 Reveal the charity divirte, 
 
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 That fufFered in my Read; 
 
 Thai made thy (oul a (acrifire, 
 
 And quenched in death thole tlaming eyes, 
 And bowed that (acred head. 
 
 4 The unbelieving veil remove, 
 
 And by thy rnanileflcd love, 
 
 And by thy fprtnkled bloodj. 
 
 Deltroy the love of fin in me, 
 
 And get thylelf the virtory, 
 
 And bring me back to-God. 
 
 5 Now let thy dying love conftraln 
 My foul to love its Ciod again, 
 
 Its God to glorily ; 
 
 And lo ! 1 come thy crofs to fhare, 
 
 Echo thy (acrihcial prayer. 
 
 And with my Saviour die. 
 
 HYMN CXIX. 
 
 1 T ET the redeemed give thanks and praife, 
 L..J To a forgiving God ! 
 
 Mv feeble voice 1 cannot raife, 
 
 1 ill waflied in Je-fu’s blood ; 
 
 2 Till at thy coming from above, 
 
 My mountain-lins depart, 
 
 And fear gives place to filial love, 
 
 And peace o'crflows my heart. 
 
 3 Prifoner of hope I Rill attend 
 
 1 Me appearance of my Lord, 
 
 Thefe cndlefs doubts and fears to end, 
 
 And fpeak my foul rcRored ; 
 
 4 ReRored by reconciling grace, 
 
 With prefent pardon bleR, 
 
 And filled by true holioels 
 For my etern*l reft. 
 
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 5 The peace which roan can ne’er concelv'e, 
 
 The love and joy unknown, 
 
 Now, Father, to thy fervant give, 
 
 And claim me for thy own ! 
 
 6 My Cod in Jefus pacified, 
 
 My God thyleH declare. 
 
 And draw me to his open fide, 
 
 And plunge the finner there. 
 
 HYMN CXX. 
 
 1 /'~\ That I firft of love poflefsed, 
 
 With my Redeemer’s prefence bleft. 
 Might his falvation fee! 
 
 Before thou doft my foul require, 
 
 Allow me, Lord, my heart’s defire, 
 
 And fhew thyfelf to me ! 
 
 a Appear my fanftu’ry from fin, 
 
 Open thy arms, and lake me in ; 
 
 By thy own prefence hide ; 
 
 Hide in the place where Mofes flood, 
 
 And fhew me now the face of Cod, 
 
 My Father pacified! 
 
 3 What but thy manifefled grace, 
 
 Can guilt, and fear, and forrow chafe, 
 
 The caufe of grief deflroy ? 
 
 Thy mercy makes falvation fure. 
 
 Makes all my heart and nature pure, 
 
 And fills with hallowed joy. 
 
 4 Come quickly. Lord, the veil remove! 
 Pals as a God of pardoning love 
 
 Before my ravifhed eyes? 
 
 And when J in thy perfon fee 
 Jehovah’s glorious majelly, 
 
 I find iny paradife. 
 
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 HYMN CXXl. 
 
 1 Thai I could niy' Lord receive, 
 
 Who did the world redeem ! 
 Who give his life, that 1 might live 
 A life concealed to him! 
 
 2 O that I could the blefTing prove, 
 
 My heart’s extreme delire ! 
 
 Live happy in my Saviour's love. 
 And in his arms expire ! 
 
 3 Mercy 1 afk to feal my peace. 
 
 That, kept by mercy’s power, 
 
 I may from every evil ceafe. 
 
 And never grieve thee more ! 
 
 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be. 
 
 Even now my (ms remove. 
 
 And fet my (oul at liberty 
 By thy viftorious love. 
 
 5 In anfwer to ten thoufand prayer's. 
 
 Thou pardoning God delcend ! 
 Number me with falvation’s heirs, 
 
 . My fins and troubles end ! 
 
 6 Nothing I afk, or want befide, 
 
 or all Tn earth or heaven ; 
 
 But let me feel thy blood applied. 
 And live, and die forgiven. 
 
 H Y M, N CXXII. 
 
 1 ' I "'OO flrong 1 was to conquer fin, 
 
 A When ’gaind it firfl 1 turned my face . 
 Nor knew my want of power within, 
 
 Nor knew the oninipoteTicc of grace. 
 
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 a In nature’s ftrength I fought in vain, 
 For what my God refiHed to give; 
 I could not then the maftery gain. 
 Or lord of all my paffions live* 
 
 3 But for the glory of thy name, 
 
 Vouchfafe me now tlie viftory: 
 Weaknefs itfelf thou knoweft I am, 
 
 And cannot ftiare the praife with thee, 
 
 4 Becaufe I now can nothing do, 
 
 Jefus, do all the work alone; 
 
 And bring my foul triumphant through. 
 To wave its palm before thy throne. 
 
 g Great God, unknown, invifible ! 
 
 Appear my confidence to’ abafe ; 
 
 To make me all my vilenefs feel, 
 
 And blufh at my own rightcoufnefs. 
 
 6 Thy glorious face in Chrift difplay, 
 
 That, filenced by thy mercy’s power, 
 My mouth I in the duft may lay, 
 
 And never boaft, or murmur more. 
 
 HYMN CXXIII. 
 
 W herewith, O God, (hall I draw near 
 
 And bow myfelf before thy face ? 
 How in thy purer eyes appear ? 
 
 What fhall 1 bring to gam thy grace ? 
 
 2 Will gifts delight the Lord our God ? 
 Can thefe wafh out my guilty Ham ? 
 Rivers of oil, and feas of blood, 
 
 Alas! they all muft flow m vain. 
 
 3 Whoe’er to thee themfelves approve, 
 
 Mufl take the path thy word hath (bowed : 
 Juftice purfue, and mercy love. 
 
 And humbly walk by faith with God, 
 
 4 But 
 
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 4 But tKougTi my life henceforth be thine, 
 
 Prefcnt for paft can ne’er atone : 
 Though I to thee the whole refign, 
 
 I only give thee back thine own. 
 
 5 What have I then wherein to tn ? 
 
 I nothing have, I nothing am 
 Excluded is my every boafl, 
 
 My glory fwallowed up in fhame. 
 
 6 Guilty I (land before thy face, 
 
 On me 1 feel thy wrath abide: 
 ’Tisjuft the fentence fhould take place, 
 ’Tis juft ; but O thy Son hath died! 
 
 7 Jefus the Lamb of God hath bled. 
 
 He bore our fins upon the tree ! 
 Beneath our curfe he bowed his head : 
 ’Tis finilhed! he hath died for me. 
 
 8 For me I now believe he died : 
 
 He made my every crime his own, 
 Fully for me he fatisfied ; 
 
 Father, well plcafed behold thy Son! 
 
 9 See where before the throne he ftands, 
 
 And pours the all-prevailing prayer ; 
 Points to his fide, and lifts his hands, 
 And fhews that 1 am graven there. 
 
 20 He ever lives for me to pray ; 
 
 flc prays that I with him may reign ; 
 Amen, to what mv Lord doth fay, 
 
 Jefus, thou canft not pray in vain. 
 
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 SECTION III. 
 
 For Mourners brought to the Birth. 
 
 HYMN CXXIV. 
 
 1 T T TITH glorious clouds incompaR; round, 
 
 V V Whom angels dimly fee, 
 
 Will the Unfearchable be found, 
 
 Or God appear to me? 
 
 2 Will he forfake his throne above, 
 
 Himfelf to worms impart ? 
 
 Anfwer thou Man of grief and love, 
 
 And fpeak it to my heart ! 
 
 2 In manifefled love explain 
 Thy wonderful defign •. 
 
 W.hat meant the luffering Son of man ? 
 
 The dreaming blood divine ? 
 
 4 Dtdd thou not in our flefh appear. 
 
 And live and die below, 
 
 That I may now perceive thee near. 
 
 And my Redeemer know? 
 
 5 Come then, and to my foul reveal 
 
 The heights and depths of grace, 
 
 The wounds which all my foirows heal, 
 
 Tliat dear disfigured face. 
 
 6 Before my eyes of faith conlefl, 
 
 Stand forth a flaughtered Lamb ; 
 
 And wrap me in thy crimfon vefl, 
 
 And tell me all thy name. 
 
 7 Jehovah in thy perfon fhow, 
 
 Jehovah crucified : 
 
 And then the pardoning God I know, 
 
 And feel the blood applied, 
 
 8 I view 
 
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 8 1 view the Lamb in his own light, 
 Whom angels dimly fee ; 
 
 - And gaze, tranfpoited at the Tight, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN eXXV. 
 
 1 A DAM, defeended from above, 
 
 Federal head of all mankind ; 
 
 The covenant of redeeming love 
 In thee let ev^ry Tinner find. 
 
 2 Its Surety, thou alone haft paid 
 
 The debt we to tliy Father owed ; 
 
 For the whole world atonement made. 
 And fealed the pardon with thy blood. 
 
 3 Thee, the paternal grace divine, 
 
 An univerfal blefting gave ;• 
 
 A light in every heart to Thine, 
 
 A Saviour every foul to favc. 
 
 4 Light of the Gentile world, appear! 
 
 Command the blind thy rays to fee ; 
 Our darknefs chafe, our forrows cheer. 
 And fet thy plaintive priloner free ; 
 
 5 Me, me, who ftill in darknels fit. 
 
 Shut up in fin and unbelief, 
 
 Bring forth out of this hellifti pit, 
 
 I'his dungeon of dctpainng giicf. 
 
 6 Open my eyes the Lamb to know, 
 
 Who bears the general fin away ! 
 
 And to my ranfomed (pint fhow 
 The glories of eternal day. 
 
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 HYMN CXXVI. 
 
 J ^ I 'HOU God unfearchable, unknown, 
 
 Who dill concealed thyfelf from me; 
 Here an apodate fpirit groan, 
 
 Broke off, and banifhed far from thee : 
 
 But confcious of my fall, I mourn, 
 
 And fain 1 would to thee return. 
 
 2 Send forth one ray of heavenly light, 
 
 Of gofpel-hope, or humble fear, 
 
 To guide me through the gulph of night. 
 
 My poor defponding foul to cheer ; 
 
 Till thou my unbelief remove, 
 
 And (hew me all thy glorious love, 
 
 g A hidden God indeed thou art ! 
 
 Thy abfence 1 this moment feel: 
 
 Yet mud 1 own it from my heart. 
 
 Concealed, thou art a Saviour dill; 
 
 And though thy face I cannot fee, 
 
 1 know thine eye is fixed on me. 
 
 4 My Saviour thou, not yet revealed, 
 
 Vet will 1 thee my Saviour call; 
 
 Adore thy hand, from fin with-held; 
 
 Thy hand (hall fave me from my fall : 
 
 Now, Lord, throughout my darknefs (hine, 
 
 And (hew thyfelf for ever mine 1 
 
 HYMN CXXVII. 
 
 * T ORD, I defpair myfelf to heal, 
 
 I j I fee my fin but cannot feel: 
 
 1 cannot, till thy fpirit blow, 
 
 And bid the obedient waters flow. 
 
 a ’Tis thine a heart of flefh to give, 
 
 Thy gifts I only can receive . 
 
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 Here then to thee I all reflgn, 
 
 To draw, redeem, and feal is thine. 
 
 3 With fimple faith to thee I call. 
 
 My light, my life, my Lord, my all : 
 
 I wait the moving of the poo! ; 
 
 I wait tlie word that fpea.ks me whole, 
 
 ■I Speak, gracious Lord,^my ficknefs cure, 
 Make my infefted nature pure : 
 
 Peace, tighteoufnefs and joy ‘impart, 
 And pour thyfclf into my heart. 
 
 HYMN CXXVIII. 
 
 1 T ESU, the Tinner's friend, to thee, 
 
 I Loft and undone for aid I flee ; 
 
 Weary of earth, niyfelf, and fin ; 
 
 Open thine arms and take me in, 
 
 2 Pity, and heal my fin-fick foul ; 
 
 'Tis thou alone canft make me whole; 
 Fallen, till in me thine image fhine, 
 
 And curft I am till thou art mine. 
 
 3 Awake, the woman’s conquering feed, 
 Awake and bruife the ferpent’s head ; 
 Tread down thy foes, with power control 
 The beaft and .devil m my foul, 
 
 4 The manfion for thyfclf prepare, 
 
 Difpofe my heart by entering there ; 
 
 ’Tis this alone can make me clean ; 
 
 'Tis this alone can caft out fin. 
 
 5 At laft I own it cannot be, 
 
 That.I fhould fit myfelf for thee ; 
 
 Here then to thee 1 all refign ; 
 
 Thine is the work, and only thine. 
 
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 6 What ihall 1 fay thy grace to move ? 
 
 Lord, I am fin, but thou art love: 
 
 I give up every plea befide, 
 
 Lord, 1 am damned, but thou haft died.” 
 
 HYMN CXXdX. 
 
 j TESU, whofe glory's ftreamlng rays, 
 
 I Though duteous to thy high command, 
 
 Not feraphs view wish open face, 
 
 But veiled before thy prefence fland. 
 
 a How lhal! weak eyes of flefh weighed down 
 With fin, and dim with error’s night, 
 
 Dare to behold thy awful throne. 
 
 Or view thy unapproached light? 
 
 g Reftore m^ hght ! let thy free grace 
 An enterance to the holieft give ! 
 
 Open mine eyes of faith ! thy face 
 So lhall I fee ; yet feeing live. 
 
 4. Thy golden feeptre from above 
 
 Reach forth ; fee, my whole heart I bow ; 
 
 Say to my foul thou art my love, 
 
 My chofen 'midft ten thoufand thou! 
 
 g O Jefus, full of grace i the fighs 
 Of a fick heart with pity view ! 
 
 Hark, how my filence ipeaks ; and cries, 
 
 Mercy, thou God of mercy, Ihew. 
 
 6 I know thou canft not but be good 5 
 
 How fhouldeft thou, Lord, thy grace reftrain? 
 Thou, Lord, whofe blood fo largely flowed 
 To fave me from all guilt and pain, 
 
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 HYMN CXXX. 
 
 1 T ESU, if (fill the fame thou art, 
 j If all thy promifcs are fure, 
 
 ^et up thy kingdom in my heari, 
 
 And make me rich, for 1 am poor: 
 
 To me be all thy treafures given, 
 
 The kingdom of an inward heaven. 
 
 2 Thou haft pronounced the mourners bleft, 
 
 And, lo ! for thee I ever mourn • 
 
 1 cannot ; no, i will not reft. 
 
 Till thou my only reft return ; 
 
 Till thou, the Prince of Peace, appear. 
 
 And 1 receive the Comforter. 
 
 3 Where is the bleffednefs bellowed 
 
 On all that hunger after thee ? 
 
 1 hunger now, I thirfl for Cod! 
 
 See, the poor fainting ftnnerfee. 
 
 And fatisfy with endlels peace, 
 
 And fill me with tliy rigteoufnefs! 
 
 ^ Ah, Lord !, if thou art in that figh, 
 
 Then hear thyfelf within me pray : 
 
 Hear in my heart thy fpinPs cry, 
 
 Mark what my labouring foul would fay j 
 Anfwer the deep unuttered groan, 
 
 And fhew that thou and I are one. 
 
 5 Shine on thy work, difperfe the gloom ; 
 Light in thy light 1 then fhall fee ; 
 
 Say to my foul, “ Thy light is come, 
 
 *• Glory divine is rifen on thee : 
 
 “ Thy warfare’s pall, thy mourning's o’er ; 
 “ Look up, for thou lhalt weep no more.’* 
 
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 6 Lord, I believe the promife fure, 
 
 And truft thou wilt not long delay: 
 
 H ungry. and forrowful, and poor, 
 
 Upon thy word myfelf 1 ftay ; 
 
 Into thine hands rny all reftgn, 
 
 And wait till all thou art is mine ! 
 
 HYMN CXJXXI. 
 
 Part the Firft. 
 
 s TESUS, if ftill thou art to-day 
 I As yefterday the fame, 
 
 J^refent to heal, in me dilplay 
 The virtue of thy name ! 
 
 8 If Aill thou goeft about to do 
 Thy needy creatuies good. 
 
 On me, that I thy pralfe may fhew, 
 
 Be all thy wonders fhewed. 
 
 3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call. 
 
 Thy miracles repeat; 
 
 With pitying eyes behold me fall 
 A leper at thy feet. 
 
 4 Loathfome, and foul, and felf-abhorr^d, 
 
 I fink beneath my fm , 
 
 But if thou wilt, a gracious word 
 Of thine can make me clean. 
 
 5 Thou feefl me deaf to thy commands. 
 
 Open, O Lord, my ear j 
 Bid me ft retch out my wirhered hands, 
 And lilt them up in prayer, 
 
 6 Silent, (alas! thou knoweft how long,) 
 
 My voice 1 cannot raife , 
 
 But O ! when thou (halt loofe my tongue, 
 The dumb lhall fing thy praile. 
 
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 7 Lame ai the pool I {till am found : 
 
 Give, and my ftrength employ ; 
 
 Light as a hart I then {hall bound, 
 
 The lame fhall leap for joy. 
 
 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thec, 
 
 And dark I am within 
 The love of God 1 cannot fee, 
 
 The finfulnefs of fin. 
 
 g But thou, they fay, art pafTing by : 
 
 O let me find rhee near ! 
 
 Jelus, in mercy hear my cry, 
 
 Thou Son of David hear ! 
 
 3 0 Long have I waited fn the way 
 For tliee, the heavenly L-ight ; 
 Command me to be brought, and fay, 
 Sinner, receive thy fight! 
 
 H Y IVl N CXXXII. 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 •( T T LHILE dead in trefpafTes I he, 
 VV Thy quickening fpirit give ; 
 Call me, thou Son of God. that I 
 May hear thy voice and live. 
 
 2 While full of anguifli and difeafe, „ 
 
 My weak, diflempeied loul 
 Thy love compafTionately fees, 
 
 O let It make me whole! 
 
 2 While torn by hellifh pride I lie. 
 
 By legion-luR poflefl, 
 
 Son of the living God draw nigh. 
 
 And {peak me into reft! 
 
 .1 Call out rhy foes, and let them Rill 
 To Jefu's name fubmil 
 Clothe with thy righlcoufocfs, and heal, 
 'And place me at thy I'eei. 
 
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 5 To Jefu’s name if all things now 
 
 A trembling homage pay, 
 
 O let my flubborn fpirit bow, 
 
 My fliif-necked will obey ! 
 
 6 Impotent, dumb, and deaf, and blindj 
 
 And fick, and poor I am ; 
 
 But fure a remedy to find 
 For all in Jefu's name. 
 
 7 I know in thee all fulnefs dwells^ 
 
 And all for wretched man ; 
 
 Fill every want my fpuit feels, 
 
 And break off every chain. 
 
 8 If thou impart thyfelf to me, 
 
 No other good I need : 
 
 If thou the Son (halt make me free, 
 
 1 fhail be free indeed, 
 
 g I cannot reft, till in thy blood 
 I full redemption have , 
 
 But thou, through whom ! come to God, 
 Canft to the utmoftfave. 
 
 10 From fin, the guilt, the power, the pam, 
 
 Thou wilt redeem my foul . 
 
 Lord, 1 believe, and not in vain ; 
 
 My faith fliall make me whole. 
 
 11 I too with thee fhall v/alk in white, 
 
 With all thy faints ftiall prove, 
 
 What IS the length, and breadth, and heiglit. 
 And depth of perfeft love. 
 
 HYMN CXXXin. 
 
 W HEN (hall thy love conftrain. 
 And force me to thy bread P 
 When fhall my foul return again 
 To her eternal reft, ? 
 
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 Ah ! what avails my flrife, 
 
 My wandering to and fro ’* 
 
 Thou haft the words of endlefs life : 
 
 Ah ! whither Ihould 1 go ? 
 
 9 Thy condefcendlng grace 
 To me did freely move 
 It calls me ftdl to feek thy face, 
 
 And ftoops to ade my love. 
 
 Lord, at thy feet I fall ! 
 
 1 groan to be let free ; 
 
 I fain would now obey the call, 
 
 And give up all for thee ! 
 
 3 To refcue me from woe, 
 
 Thou didft with all things part; 
 
 Didft lead a fuffering life below, 
 
 To gain my worthlefs heartr 
 My worthlefs heart to gain, 
 
 The God of all that breathe 
 V/as found in fafhron as a man, 
 
 And died a curfcd death. 
 
 4 And can I yet delay 
 My little all to give ? 
 
 To tear my foul from earth away. 
 
 For Jefus to receive ? , 
 
 Nay, but 1 yield, 1 yield ! 
 
 I can hold out no more : 
 
 I fink, by dying love compelled. 
 
 And own thee conqueror 1 
 
 5 Though late, I all forfake, 
 
 My friends, my all refign : 
 
 Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
 
 And feal me ever thine ! 
 
 Come, and pofTefs me whole, 
 
 Nor hence again remove • 
 
 Settle, and fix my wavering foul 
 With ail thy weight of love. 
 
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 6 My one defire be this. 
 
 Thy only love to know : 
 
 To feek, and tafte no other blifs, 
 
 No other good belov/. 
 
 My life, niy portion thou, 
 
 Thou all lufficient art, 
 
 My hope, my heavenly treafure, now 
 Enter, and keep my heart! 
 
 HYMN CXXXIV. 
 
 Part the Firjl, 
 
 1 That Uiou wouldeft the heavens rent, 
 
 In majefty come down ; 
 
 Stretch out thine arm Omnipotent, 
 
 And feize me for thine own, 
 
 2 Defcend, and let thy lightning burn 
 
 The flubble of thy foe ; 
 
 My fins o’erturn, o’erturn, o’erturn, 
 
 And make the mountains flow ! 
 
 3 Thou my impetuous fpirit guide, 
 
 And curb my headftrong wiil : 
 
 Thou only canfl: drive back the tide, 
 
 And bid the fun (land flill. 
 
 4 Whal though I cannot break my chain, 
 
 Or e’er throw off my load ! 
 
 The things impofhble to men. 
 
 Are pofTible to God. 
 
 c Is there a thing too hard for thee, 
 
 Almighty Lord of all ? 
 
 Whofe threatening looks dry up the fca, 
 And make the mountains fall ? 
 
 6 Who, who fhall in thy prefence (land, 
 And match Omnipotence P 
 Ungrafp the hold of thy right-hand, 
 
 Or pluck the finner thence ? 
 
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 7 Sworn to deflroy, let earth afTail; 
 
 Nearer to fave thou art, 
 
 Stronger than all the powers of hell, 
 And greater than my heart, 
 
 8 Lo ! to the hills I lift mine eyes ; 
 
 Thy promifed aid 1 claim ; 
 
 Father of mercies glorify 
 Thy favourite Jefu’s name ! 
 
 g Salvation in that name is found, 
 
 Balm of my grief and care ; 
 
 A med’eine for my every wound, 
 
 All all I want is tfjere! 
 
 HYMN CXXXV, 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 1 T ESU ' Redeemer, Saviour,-Lord, 
 
 I The weary Tinner’s friend ;* 
 
 fcome to my help, pronounce the word. 
 And bid my troubles end ! 
 
 2 Deliverance to my foul proclaim ; 
 
 And li-fc, and liberty ! 
 
 Shed forth the virtue of thy name, 
 
 And Jelus prove to me ! 
 
 g Faith to be healed thou knowefl I have, 
 For thou that faith haft, given : 
 
 Thou canfl, thou canft; the finner fave, 
 And make me meet for heaven. 
 
 4 Thou canft o’ercome this heart of mine; 
 
 Thou wilt vittonous prove : 
 
 For everlafting.ftiength is thine. 
 
 And everiafting love, 
 
 5 Thy powerful fpirit (hall fubdue 
 
 Unconquerable fin ; 
 
 Clcanfe this foul heart, and make it new. 
 And v/rite thy law within.- 
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 6 Bound down with twice ten thoufand ties. 
 
 Yet let me hear thy call; 
 
 My loul in confidence (hall rife, 
 
 Shall rife, and break through all. 
 
 7 Speak, and the deaf fhall hear thy voice, 
 
 The blind his fight receive ; 
 
 The dumb in fongs of praife rejoice, 
 
 The heart of (lone believe. 
 
 8 The vEthiop then lhall change his (kin. 
 
 The dead fhall feel thy power, 
 
 The loathfome leper fhall be clean, 
 
 And I fliall fin no more. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVI. 
 
 Wiejiling Jacob, 
 
 1 /^OME, O thou Traveller unknown. 
 Whom ftill I hold, but cannot fee 1 
 My company before is gone, 
 
 And I am left alone with thee; 
 
 With thee all night I mean to (lay, 
 
 And wreRle till the break of day. 
 
 E I need not tell thee who 1 am, 
 
 My mifery or fin declare , 
 
 Thyfelf hart called me by my name , 
 Look on thy hands, and read it there : 
 Butwho, I afk thee, who art thou ? 
 
 Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 
 
 g In vain thou flrugglefl to get free, 
 
 I never will unlooie my hold ; 
 
 Art thou the Man that died for me ? 
 
 The fecret of thy love unfold ; 
 Wredling, 1 will not let thee go, 
 
 Till I thy name, thy nature know. 
 
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 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 
 
 Thy new, unutterable name? 
 
 Tell me, I ftill befeech thee, tell; 
 
 To know it now refolved I am: 
 Wreftling, I will not let thee go, 
 
 Till I thy name, thy nature know. 
 
 5 What though my fhrinking flefh complain, 
 
 And muimur to contend lo long, 
 
 I rife fuperior to my pain ; 
 
 When I am weak, then 1 am ftiong: 
 
 And when my all of ftrcngth fhall fail, 
 
 1 fliall with the God-man prevail. 
 
 6 Yield to me now, for I am weak ; 
 
 But confident in felf-defpait ! 
 
 Speak to my heart, in bleffings fpeak ; 
 
 Be conquered by my inflant prayer : 
 Speak, or ihou never hence flralt move, 
 
 And tell me, if thy name is Love. 
 
 7 'Tis Love! ’tis Love! thou dicdfl forme ; 
 
 I hear thy whifper in my heart; 
 
 The morning brealts, the fhadows flee. 
 
 Pure, Univerfal Love thou art : 
 
 To me, to all, thy bowels move. 
 
 Thy nature, and thy name is Love. 
 
 8 My prayer hath power with God; the grace 
 
 Unfpeakable 1 now receive ; 
 
 Through faith 1 fee thee face to face ; 
 
 I fee thee face to face and live ; 
 
 In vam 1 have not wept and ftrove ; 
 
 Thy natuic, and .thy name is Love. 
 
 9 1 know thee,' Saviour, who thou art, 
 
 [efus, the feeble Tinner's friend : 
 
 Nor wilt thou with the night depart, 
 
 But Itay, and love me to the end ; 
 
 Thy mercies never fhall remove. 
 
 Thy nature, and thy name is Love. 
 
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 JO The Sun of Righteoufriefs on me 
 
 Hath rofe with healing in his wings; 
 Withered my nature’s flrength ; from thee 
 My foul it’s life and fuccour brings; 
 
 My help is all laid up above ; 
 
 Thy nature, and thy name is Love. 
 
 St Contented now upon my thigh 
 
 I halt, till life’s Ihort journey end; 
 
 All helpleffnefs, all weaknefs I 
 
 On thee alone for ftrength depend ; 
 
 Nor have I power from thee to move ; 
 Thy nature, and thy name is Love. 
 
 iz Lame as I am, I take the prey; 
 
 Hell, earth, and fin with eafe o’ercome ; 
 I leap for joy, purfue my way, 
 
 And as a bounding hart fly home, 
 Through all eternity to prove 
 Thy nature, and thy name is Love, 
 
 HYMN CXXXVir. 
 
 %. 1~XR0C)P1NG foul, fhake off thy fears. 
 Fearful foulj be ftrong, be bold ; 
 Tarry till the Lord appears, 
 
 Never, never quit thy hold ; 
 
 Murmur not at his delay, 
 
 Dare not fet thy God a time, 
 
 Calmly for bis coming ftay, 
 
 Leave it, leave it all to him. 
 
 2 Fainting foul, be bold, be firong ; 
 
 Wait the leifure of thy Lord ; 
 
 Though it feem to tarry long. 
 
 True and faithful is his word ; 
 
 On his word my foul I caft, 
 
 (He cannot himfelf deny,) 
 
 Surely itfhall fpeak at lafl; 
 
 It fhali fpeak, and fliall not He, 
 
 j 3 Ever 
 
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 Every one that feeks fhall find; 
 
 Every one that afks fhall have ; 
 Chrift, the Saviour of mankind, 
 Willing, able all to fave, 
 
 I fhall his falvation lee, 
 
 I in faith on Jefus call, 
 
 I from fin fhall be fet free, 
 Perfeftly let free from all. 
 
 4 Lord, my time is in thine hand, 
 Weak and helplefs as I am, 
 Surely thou canff make me (land , 
 I believe in Jefu’s name ; 
 Saviour in temptation thou, 
 
 Thou haft faved me heretofore, 
 Thou from fm doft lave me now ; 
 Thou fhalt fave me evermore. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVIII. 
 
 1 I 'HEE, Jefu, thee, the finner’s friend, 
 
 A I follow on to apprehend. 
 
 Re new the glorious ftrife ; 
 
 Divinely confident and bold, 
 
 With faith’s ftrong arm on thee lay hold, 
 
 Thee my eternal life. 
 
 2 Thy heart, 1 knov/, thy lender heart 
 Doth in my forrows feel it’s part, 
 
 And at my tears relent ; 
 
 My pov/erful fighs thou canft not bear, 
 
 Nor ftand the violence of my prayer, 
 
 My prayer omnipotent. 
 
 3 Give me the grace, the love I claim ; 
 
 Thy fpint now demands thy name; 
 
 Thou knoweft the fpirit’s will; 
 fie helps my foul’s infirmity, 
 
 And ftrongly intercedes for me 
 With groans unfpeakahle. 
 
 4 Anfwer, 
 
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 4 Anfwer, O Loid, thy fpirit’s groan { 
 
 0 make to me thy nature known, 
 
 Thy hidden name impart! 
 
 (Thy title is with, thee the fame,) 
 
 Tell me thy nature, and thy name. 
 And write it on my heart. 
 
 5 Prifoner of hope to thee I turn, 
 
 And calmly, confidently mourn. 
 
 And pray, and weep for thee : 
 
 Tell me thy love, thy fecrct tell, 
 
 Thy myftic name in me reveal, 
 
 Reveal thyfelf in me, 
 
 6 Defcend, pafs by me, and proclaim, 
 
 O Lord of Holls, tliy glorious name, 
 
 The Lord, the gracious I.ord; 
 Long-fuffering, merciful and kind. 
 The God who always bears in mind 
 His everiafting word, 
 
 y Plenteous he is in truth and grace, 
 
 He wills that all the fallen race 
 Should turn, repent, and live; 
 
 His pardoning grace for all is free; 
 Tranfgrcflion, fin, iniquity 
 He freely doth forgive. 
 
 8 Mercy he doth for thoufands keep, 
 He goes and feeks the one loft fheep. 
 And brings his wanderer home ; 
 And every foul that (beep might be ; 
 Come, then, m.y Lord, and gather me, 
 My Jefus, quickly come ! 
 
 q Take me into thy (people’s reft, 
 
 O come, and with my foie requeft. 
 
 My one defire comply ! 
 
 Make me partaker of my .hope. 
 
 Then bid me get me quickly up, 
 
 And on thy bofotn die. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CXXXIX. 
 
 1 /'^Jefus, let me kifs tliy name ! 
 
 All fin, alas! thou knoweft I am, 
 But thou all pity art: 
 
 Turn into flefh my heart of fione; 
 
 Such power belongs to thee alone : 
 
 Turn into flelh my heart ! 
 
 2 A poor, unloving wretch, to thee 
 For help againfl: myfelf I (lee; 
 
 Thou only canft remove 
 The hinderanCiCS out of the way. 
 
 And foften my unyielding clay, 
 
 And mould it into love. 
 
 3 O let thy Spirit fhed abroad 
 
 The love, the perfeft love of Cod 
 In this cold heart of mine ! 
 
 O might he now defeend, and reft. 
 
 And dwell for ever in my bread. 
 
 And make it all divine ! 
 
 4 What fhall I do my fuit to gain ? 
 
 O Lamb of God for Tinners flain, 
 
 I plead what thou haft done ! 
 
 Didft thou not die the death for me ? 
 Jefu, remember Calvary, 
 
 And break my heart of (lone. 
 
 ^ Take the dear purchafe of thy blood. 
 
 My friend and advocate with God, 
 
 My ranfom and my peace ; 
 
 Surety, who all my deot hath paid. 
 
 For all my fins atonement made, 
 
 The Lord my righteoufnefs ! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CXL. 
 
 1 OTILL, Lord, I languifh for thy grace, 
 O Reveal the beauties of thy face. 
 
 The middle wall remove : 
 
 Appear, and bar.ifh my complaint; 
 
 Come, and fupply my only want, 
 
 Fill all my foul with love ! 
 
 2 O conquer this rebellious will! 
 
 Willing thou art and ready Rill, 
 
 Thy help is always nigh ; 
 
 The Rony from my heart remove, 
 
 And give me. Lord, O give me love. 
 
 Or at thy feet I die. 
 
 3 To-thee I lift my mournful eye: 
 
 Why am I thus? O tell me why 
 
 1 cannot love my God! 
 
 The hinderance muR he all in me ; 
 
 It cannot in my Saviour be; 
 
 Witnefs that Rreaming blood ! 
 
 4 It coR thy blood my heart to win ; 
 
 To buy me from the power of fin, 
 
 And make me love again : 
 
 Come then, my Lord, thy right affert. 
 Take to thyfelf my ranfomed heart; 
 
 Nor bleed, nor die in vain ! 
 
 K Y M N CXLI. 
 
 3 /'"VLove divine, how fweet thou art ! 
 
 V/hen (hall I find my willing heart 
 All taken up by thee ? 
 i thlrR, I faint, i die to prove 
 The greatnefs of redeeming love, 
 
 The love of Chrift to me ! 
 
 2 Stronger 
 
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 C Stronger his love than death or hell i 
 Its riches are unfcarchable : 
 
 The firft-born fons of light 
 Defire in vain its depths to fee ; 
 
 They cannot reach the myftery. 
 
 The length, and breadth, and height, 
 
 3 God only knows the love of God; 
 
 O that It now were fhed abroad 
 
 In this poor ftony heart! 
 
 For love I figh, for love I pine ; 
 
 This only portion, Lord, be mine ! 
 
 Be mine this better parti 
 
 4 O that I could for ever fit 
 With Mary at the Mailer’s feet! 
 
 Re this rny happy choice : 
 
 My only care, delight, and blifs. 
 
 My joy, my heaven on earth be this. 
 
 To hear the Bndegroom’s voice I 
 
 5 f) that I could with favoured John, 
 Recline my weary head upon 
 
 The dear Redeemer’s breall! 
 
 From care, and fin, and forrow free. 
 Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 
 My everla.fting rcll! 
 
 HYMN CXLII. 
 
 rpATHER of jefus Chrift the jufl, 
 
 X My Friend and Advocate with thee, 
 Pity a loul that fain would trufl 
 
 In him who lived and died for me: 
 
 But only thou canft make him known, 
 And in my heart reveal thy Son. 
 
 2 If, drawn by thine alluring grace, 
 
 My want of living faith 1 feel, 
 
 Shew me in Chrifl thy Imiling face : 
 What flcfh and blood can ne’er reveal, 
 N 
 
 Thy 
 
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 Thy co-eternal Son difplay, 
 
 And call my darknefs into day, 
 
 3 The gift unfpeakable impart ; 
 
 Command the light of faith to fhine ; 
 
 To fhine in my dark, drooping heart. 
 
 And fill me with the life divine. 
 
 Now bid the new creation be! 
 
 O God, let there be faith in me ! 
 
 HYMN CXLIII. 
 
 1 T ESU, as taught by thee, I pray ; 
 
 I Prefei-ve me till I fee thy light; 
 
 Still let me for thy coming flay. 
 
 Stop a poor wavering finner’s flight; 
 
 Till thou my full Redeemer art, 
 
 O keep, in mercy keep my heart! 
 
 2 O might I hear the Turtle’s voice, 
 
 The cooing of thy gentle Dove ! 
 
 The call that bids my heart rejoice; 
 
 “ Arife, and come away, my love ! 
 
 “ The florm is gone, the winter's o'er; 
 
 “ Arife, for thou fhalt weep no more I” 
 
 2 Give me to bow with thee my hea.d, 
 
 And fink into thy filent grave; 
 
 To reft among thy quiet dead. 
 
 Till thou difplay thy power to fave, 
 
 Thy refurreftion’s power exert, 
 
 And rife triumphant in my heart! 
 
 HYMN CXLIV. 
 
 j '■^HOU hidden God, for whom 1 groan, 
 1 . Till thou thyfelf declare ; 
 
 God inacceflible, unknown, 
 
 Regard a ftnner’s prayer. 
 
 2 A fintier 
 
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 2 A finner weltering In his hloorl, 
 
 Unpurged, and unforgiven ; 
 
 Far diftant from the living God, 
 
 As far as hell from heaven. 
 
 3 An unregenerate child of man, 
 
 To three for faith I call : 
 
 Pity thy fallen creature s pain, 
 
 And raife me from my fall; 
 
 4 The darknefs which through thee I feel, 
 
 Thou only carifl remove ; 
 
 Thy Own eternal power reveal. 
 
 The Deity of Love ! 
 
 5 Thou haft In unbelief (hut up, 
 
 That grace may let me go; 
 
 In hope believing againfl hope, 
 
 I wait the truth to know. 
 
 6 Thou wilt In me reveal thy name. 
 
 Thou wilt thy light aiford : 
 
 Bound and oppreft, yet thine 1 am, 
 
 The prifoner of the Lord. 
 
 7 I would not to thy foe fubmit; 
 
 I hate the tyrant's chain : 
 
 Send forth thy prifoner from the pit, 
 
 Nor let me cry in vain ! 
 
 8 Shew me the blood that bought my peace. 
 
 The covenant blood apply ! 
 
 And all my griefs at once (hall ceafe, 
 
 And all my fins (hall die. 
 
 g Now, Lord, if thou art power, defeend ; 
 The mountain fin remove ; 
 
 My unbelief and troubles end, 
 
 Lf thou art Truth and Love I 
 
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 jo Speak, Jefu, fpeak into my heart, 
 
 What thou for me haft done ! 
 
 One grain of living faith impart, 
 
 And God is all my own ! 
 
 HYMN CXLV. 
 
 j /'~\UT of the deep I cry, 
 
 Juft at the point to die, 
 
 Haftening to infernal pain, 
 
 Jefus, lx)rd, I cry to thee ; 
 
 Help a feeble child of man! 
 
 Shew forth all thy power in me. 
 
 2 On thee I ever call, 
 
 Saviour, and Friend of all! 
 
 Well thou knoweft my defpevate cafe, 
 
 Thou my curfe and fin remove! 
 
 Save me by thy richeft grace! 
 
 Save me by thy pardoning love! 
 
 3 How (hall a (inner find 
 The Saviour of mankind? 
 
 Canft thou not accept my prayer? 
 
 Not beftow the grace I claim ? 
 
 Where are thy old mercies ? where 
 All the powers of Jefu’s name? 
 
 4 What (hall I fay to move 
 The bowels of thy love ? 
 
 Are they not already ftirred ? 
 
 Have I in thy death no part ? 
 
 Afk thy own compaffions. Lord, 
 
 Aik. the.yearnings of thy heart! 
 
 ^ I will not let thee go, 
 
 Till I thy mercy know, 
 
 Let me hear the welcome found! 
 
 Speak, if ftill thou canft forgive ; 
 
 Speak, and let the loft be found! 
 
 Speak, and let the dying live I 
 
 6 Thy 
 
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 6 Thy love is all my plea: 
 
 Thy pafTion fpeaks for me ! 
 
 By thy pangs and bloody fweat. 
 
 By thy depth of grief unknown, 
 Save me gafping at thy feet I 
 
 Save, O fave thy ranfomed one! 
 
 7 What haft thou done for me ! 
 
 O think on Calvary ! 
 
 By thy mortal groans and fighs, 
 
 By thy precious death I pray. 
 Hear my dying fpirit’s cries, 
 
 Take, O take my fins away ! 
 
 HYMN CXLVr. 
 
 1 A ^ • whither fhould I go, 
 
 xA. Burdened, and ftck, and faint ? 
 To whom fhould I my trouble fhow, 
 And pour out my complaint ? 
 
 My S aviour bids me come. 
 
 Ah ! why do I delay ? 
 
 He calls the weary finner home.; 
 
 And yet from him 1 flay, 
 
 2 What is it keeps me back. 
 
 From which I cannot part? 
 
 Which will not let my Saviour take 
 Poftelfion of my heart? 
 
 Some curfed thing unknown 
 Muft furely lurk within; 
 
 Some idol, which 1 will notown. 
 
 Some fccret bofom-fm. 
 
 3 Jefu, the hinderance (how, 
 
 Which I have feared to fee ; 
 
 Yet let me now confent to know. 
 
 What keeps me out of thee. 
 
 N 3 
 
 Searcher 
 
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 Searched of Hearts, in mine 
 Thy trying power difplay ; 
 
 Tnlo its darken corners (hine, 
 
 And take the veil away. 
 
 I now believe, in thee 
 Companion reigns alone : 
 
 According to nay faith, to me 
 O let it, Lord, be done! 
 
 In me is all the bar, 
 
 Which thou v/ouldefl fain remove; 
 
 Remove it, and I fhall declare, 
 
 That God is only love. 
 
 HYMN CXLVII. 
 
 S T O! in thy hand I lay, 
 
 I ^ And wait thy will to prove, 
 
 My Potter, ftamp on me, thy clay, 
 
 Thy only ftamp of love! 
 
 Bexhis my whole defire! 
 
 I know that it is thine r 
 Then kindle in my foul a fire, 
 
 Which fhall for ever fhine,. 
 
 2 Thy gracious readinefi 
 
 To fave mankind afierf i 
 Thy image, love, thy name imprefs. 
 
 Thy nature on my heart. 
 
 Bowels of mercy, hear! 
 
 Into my foul come down ? 
 
 Let it throughout my life appear. 
 
 That I have Chrift put on. 
 
 3 O plant in me thy mind ! 
 
 O fix in me thy home ! 
 
 So fhall I cry to all mankind, 
 
 Come, to the waters come ! 
 
 Jcfus 
 
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 Jefus rs full of grace ; 
 
 To all his bowels move : 
 
 Behold in me, ye fallen race. 
 
 That God is only love ! 
 
 HYMN CXLVIII. 
 
 t I^AIN would I leave ihe world below, 
 X* Of pain and fm the dark abode ; 
 Where lhadowy joy, or folid woe. 
 
 Allures, or tears me from my God j 
 Doubtful and infecure of blifs. 
 
 Since faith alone confirms me his. 
 
 2 Till then, to forrow born, I figh, 
 
 And gafp, and languifh after home 1 
 Upward ! fend my ftreaming eye, 
 
 Expefting, till the Bridegroom come : 
 Come quickly, L.ord ! thy own receive. 
 Now let me fee thy face and live 1 
 
 3 Abfent from thee, my exiled foul 
 
 Deep in a flefhly dungeon.groans : 
 Around me clouds of darkneis roll, 
 
 And labouring filencc fpeaks my moans : 
 Come quickly, Lord • thy face difplay ! 
 And look my darknefs into day ! 
 
 4 Sorrow, and fin, and death are o’er. 
 
 If thou reverfe the creature’s doom : 
 
 Sad Rachel weeps her lofs no more, 
 
 If thou the God, the Saviour come : 
 
 Of thee poiTeR, in thee we prove 
 The light, the life, the heaven of love. 
 
 HYMN CXLIX. 
 
 1 OD of my life, what jufl return 
 Can finful duft and afhesgive ? 
 
 1 only live my fin to mourn ; 
 
 To love my God 1 only live. 
 
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 2 To thee, benign and faving Pow^r, 
 
 I confecrate my lengthened days : 
 
 While, marked with bieffings, every hour 
 Shall fpeak thy co-exterided praife. 
 
 3 Be all my added life employed 
 
 Thy image in my foul to fee : 
 
 Fill with thyfelf tlie mighty void! 
 
 Enlarge my heart to compafs thee. 
 
 4 O give me Saviour, give me more ! 
 
 Thy mercies to my foul reveal! 
 
 Alas, 1 fee their endlefs ftore ; 
 
 But O 1 cannot, cannot feel I 
 
 5 The bleffing of thy love bellow, 
 
 For this iny cries fhall never fail : 
 WrelUing, I will not let thee go ; 
 
 I will not, till my fuit prevail. 
 
 6 I’ll weary thee with my complaint; 
 
 Here at thy feet for ever lie, 
 
 With lingering. Tick; with groaning, faint; 
 O give me love, or elfeT die. 
 
 y Come then, my hope, my life, my Lord, 
 And fix in me thy lading home ! 
 
 Be mindful of thy gracious word ! 
 
 Thou with thy promifed Father come. 
 
 8 Prepare, and then poffefs my heart! 
 
 O take me, feize me from above ! 
 
 Thee may 1 love ; for God thou art! 
 
 Thee may i feel; for God is love. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CL. 
 
 1 DiTclofe thy lovely face! 
 
 Quicken all my droopipg powers! 
 Cafps my fainting foul for grace, 
 
 As a thirfty land for fhowers : 
 
 Hafle, my Lord, no more delay ! 
 
 Come, my Saviour, come away ! 
 
 2 Dark and cheerlefs in the morn, 
 
 Unaccompanied by thee! 
 
 Joylefs is the days return. 
 
 Till thy mercy’s beams I fee ; 
 
 Til! thou inward li ght irnpari, 
 
 Glad my eyes, and warm my heart ! 
 
 3 Vifit then this foul of mine, 
 
 Pierce the gloom of fin and grief! 
 
 Fill me, radiancy divine ! 
 
 Scatter all my unbelief; 
 
 More and more thyfelf difplay. 
 
 Shining to the perfcft day ! 
 
 HYMN CLL 
 
 1 A/TY fufferings all to thee are kno%vn, 
 LVA Tem.ptea in every point like me : 
 Regard my grief, regard thy own ; 
 
 Jefus, remember Calvary ! 
 
 2 O call to mind thy earneft prayers! 
 
 Thy agony and fweat of blood ! 
 
 Thy lirong and bitter cries and tears ! 
 
 Thy mortal groan, “ My God, my God !" 
 
 3 For whom didfl thou the crofs endure ? 
 
 Who nailed thy body to the tree? 
 
 Did not thy death my life procure ? 
 
 O let thy bowels anfwer sue ! 
 
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 4 Art tliou not touched with human woe? 
 
 Hath pity left the Son ot Man >’ 
 
 Doll thou not all niy forrows know, 
 
 And claim a fhare in all my pain ? 
 
 5 Canfl tliou fotget the days of flelh ? 
 
 Canlt thou my mdenes not feel? 
 
 Thy tender heart! it bleeds afrefh 1 
 It bleeds, and thou art Jefus Hill, 
 
 6 Have I not heard, have I not known, 
 
 That thou, the everlafling Lord, 
 
 Whom heaven and earth their Maker own, 
 Art always faithful to thy word ? 
 
 7 Thou wilt not break a bruifed reed, 
 
 Or quench the fmalleft fpark of grace, 
 Till through the foul thy power is Ipread. 
 Thy all-Vi6lonous righteoufnefs. 
 
 8 The day of fmall and feeble things, 
 
 I knov/ thou never wilt defpife : 
 
 I know, with healing in his wings 
 The Sun of Righteoufnefs (hall rife. 
 
 g With labour faint thou wilt not fail, 
 
 Or wearied give the finner o’er, 
 
 Till in this earth thy judgments dwell, 
 And, born of God, 1 fin no more. 
 
 HYMN CLII. 
 
 1 My God, what mull I do? 
 
 Thou alone the way canfl fliow ; 
 Thou canfl fave me in this hour, 
 
 I have neither will nor power. 
 
 God if over all thou art, 
 
 Greater than the finful heart, 
 
 All thy power on me be fhown. 
 
 Take away the heart of ftone. 
 
 2 Take- 
 
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 2 Take away my darling fin, 
 
 Make me willing to be clean : 
 
 Make me willing to receive 
 All thy gooJnefs waits to give. 
 
 Force me, Lord, with all to part; 
 
 Tear thefe idols from my heart: 
 
 Now thy love almighty fhew, 
 
 Make even me a creature new, 
 
 g Jefus, mighty to renew, 
 
 Work in me to v/ill and do : 
 
 Turn my nature’s rapid tide, 
 
 Stem the torrent of my pride : 
 
 Stop the whirlwind of my will. 
 
 Speak, and bid the fun (land ftill ; 
 
 Now thy love almighty fhew, 
 
 Make even me a creature new. 
 
 4 Arm of God, thy flrength put on ; 
 
 Bow the heavens, and come down : 
 
 All mine unbelief o’erthrow. 
 
 Lay the afpiring mountain lov,r ; 
 
 Conquer thy worfl foe in me. 
 
 Get ihyfelf the vi£lory ; 
 
 Save the vilell of the race. 
 
 Force me to be faved by grace. 
 
 HYMN CLIII. 
 
 1 T AY to thy handjO God of grace! 
 
 JL-i O God, the work is worthy thee ! 
 
 See at thy feet, of all the race 
 
 The chief, the vlleft fmner fee ; 
 
 And let me all thy mercy prove, 
 
 Thine utmoll miracle of love. 
 
 2 Speak, and a holy thing and clean 
 
 Shall ftrangely be brought out of me ; 
 
 My iLthiop foul fliall change her fkin, 
 Redeemed from all iniquity : 
 
 I, even 
 
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 I, even I, (hall then proclswm 
 
 The wonder’s wrought by Jelu’s name. 
 
 3 Thee I (hall then for ever pralfe, 
 
 In fpint and in truth adore ; 
 
 While all I am declares thy grace, 
 
 And, born of God, I fin no more ; 
 
 The pure and heavenly nature fhare, 
 
 And fruit unto perfeftion bear, 
 
 HYMN CLIV. 
 
 s Jefus my Hope, For me offered up, 
 
 vJ\\o with clamoUr purfued thee to Cah 
 vary’s top ; 
 
 The blood thou haft fhed, For me let it plead, 
 And declare thou haft died in thy murderer’s 
 ftead. 
 
 s Come then from above, The ftony remove. 
 
 And vanquifh my heart with the fenfe of dry love, 
 I’Jry love on the tree Difplay unto me, 
 
 Aod the fervant of fm in a moment is free. 
 
 3 Neither paftion nor pride Thy crofs can abide. 
 But melt m the fountain that llreams from t-hy 
 
 fide. 
 
 Let the wonderful flood Walh off all my load, 
 And purge my foul conference, and bring me to 
 God. 
 
 4 Now, now let me know Its virtue below i 
 
 Bet it wafh me, and 1 fhall be whiter than fricw. 
 Let it hallow my heart. And throughly convert. 
 And make me, O Loirl, in the world as thou art. 
 
 3 Each moment applied, My wcaknefs to hide. 
 
 Thy blood be upon me, and always abide : 
 
 My Advocate prove With the Father above. 
 Arid fpeak me at laft to the throne of thy love. 
 
 ^ HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CLV. 
 
 1 OTAY, thou infuited Spirit, ftay, 
 
 i 3 Though 1 have done thee fuch defptte ; 
 Nor cafl the Tinner quite away, 
 
 Nor take thine everlafting fliglit. 
 
 2 Though I have fteeled my ftubborn heart, 
 
 And dill (hook off my guilty fears ; 
 
 And vexed, and urged thee to depart, 
 
 For forty long rebellious years. 
 
 3 Though I have mod unfaithful been 
 
 Of all who e’er thy grace receiwd ; 
 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs leen ; 
 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs grieved. 
 
 4 YctO! the chief of Tinners fpare. 
 
 In honour'of my great High-Pried, 
 
 Nor in thy righteous anger fwear 
 
 To exclude me from thy people’s red. 
 
 5 This only woe I deprecate. 
 
 This only plague I pray remove : 
 
 Nor leave me in my lod edate; 
 
 Nor curfe me with this want of love. 
 
 6 From now my weary foul releafe; 
 
 Up-ralfe me with thy gracious hand ; 
 
 And guide into thy perfefl peace, 
 
 And bring me to the promifed land, 
 
 HYMN CLVI, 
 
 I OD of Daniel, hear my prayer, 
 
 V_T And let thy power be feen ; 
 
 Stop the Lion’s mouth, and bear 
 Me fafe out of his den. 
 
 O 
 
 Save 
 
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 Save me In this dreadful hour! 
 
 Earth and hell and nature join; 
 All (land ready to devour 
 This helplels foul of mine, 
 
 a No way to efcape I fee 
 
 The fure-approaching death ; 
 Vain arc all my hopes to flee 
 Out of the L .ion’s teeth. 
 
 In the mire of fin I he, 
 
 In the dungeon of defpair; 
 
 Hear my lamentable cry, 
 
 O God of Daniel, hear ! 
 
 g Thee I ferve, my Lord, my God : 
 In me thy power difplay ; 
 
 Save me, fave me, and defraud 
 The lion of his prey, 
 
 Angel of the covenant, 
 
 Jefus, mighty to retrieve, 
 
 I.et him to my help be fenl ; 
 
 In Jefus I believe. 
 
 /j. Save me for thine own great name, 
 That all the world may know^ 
 Daniel’s God is flill the fame, 
 
 And reigns fupreme below. 
 
 Him let all mankind adore ! 
 
 Spread his glorious name abroad! 
 Ti ■emble all, and bow before 
 The great, the living God ! 
 
 5 Abfolute, unchangeable, 
 
 O’er all his works he reigns : 
 
 His dominion cannot fail, 
 
 But undiflurbed remains : 
 
 His dominion ftandeth fafl ; 
 
 Is when time no more (hall bet 
 Still fhall his dominion lall 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CLVII. 
 
 1 TT THEN, gracious Lord, when (hall it be, 
 
 VV That I fhall find my all in thee ! 
 
 The fulnefs of thy promife prove, 
 
 The feal of thine eternal love ? 
 
 2 A poor, blind child I wander here,- 
 If haply I may feel thee near : 
 
 O dark ! dark! dark ! I flill muft fay, 
 
 Amid the blaze of gofpel-day. 
 
 3 Thee, only thee, I fain would find. 
 
 And caft th.e world and flcfli behind: 
 
 Thou, only thou, to me be given, 
 
 Of all thou haft in earth or heaven. 
 
 4 When from the arm of flefh fet free, 
 
 Jefijs, my foul fhall fly to thee : 
 
 Jefus, when I have loft my all, 
 
 I fhall upon thy bofom fall. 
 
 5 Whom man forfakes, thou wilt not leave, 
 Ready the outcafts to receive ; 
 
 Though all my fimpleneCs I own. 
 
 And all my faults to thee are known. 
 
 6 Ah, wherefore did I ever doubt! 
 
 Thou wilt in no-wife caft me out, 
 
 A helplefs foul that comes to thee. 
 
 With only fin and mifery. 
 
 7 Lord, I am fick •, my ficknefs cure ; 
 
 1 want; do thou enrich the poor; 
 
 Under thy mighty hand I ftoop; 
 
 O lift the abjeft linner up ! 
 
 8 Lord, I am blind; be thou my fight ! 
 
 Lord, 1 am weak ; be thou my might ! 
 
 A helper of the helplefs be. 
 
 And let me find my all in thee I 
 
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 HYMN CLVIII. 
 
 Tht Woman of Canaan. 
 
 l T ORD, regard my eameft cry, 
 
 A potftierd of the earth ; 
 
 A poor, guilty worm am 1, 
 
 A Canaanite'by birth. 
 
 Save me from this tyranny; 
 
 From all tlie power of Satan fave ; 
 Mercy, mercy upon me, 
 
 Thou Son of David, have ! 
 
 e To the flieep of Ifrael’s fold 
 Thou in thy flefh was fent : 
 
 Yet the Gentiles now behold 
 In thee their covenant. 
 
 See me then, with pity fee, 
 
 A firmer whom thou eameft to fave; 
 Mercy, mercy upon me, 
 
 Thou Son of David, have! 
 
 3 Still I cannot part with thee ; 
 
 I will not let thee go : 
 
 Mercy, mercy upon me, 
 
 Thou Son of David fitow ! 
 
 Vilefl of the finfui race, 
 
 On thee importunate I call : 
 
 Kelp me, Jefu, fhev.^ thy grace ; 
 
 Thy grace is free for ail, 
 
 4 Nothing am I in thy fight, 
 
 Nothing have I to plead ; 
 
 Unto dogs it is not right 
 
 To call the children’s bread. 
 
 Yet the dogs the crumbs may ear, 
 
 That from the Mailer’s table fall : 
 Let the fragments be my meat; 
 
 Thy grace is free for all. 
 
 5 Give 
 
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 5 Give me, Lord, the viftory. 
 
 My heart’s defire fulfil: 
 
 Let it now be done to me 
 According to my will! 
 
 Give me living bread to eaf, 
 
 And fay, in anfv/cr to my call, 
 Canaaniie, thy faith is great! 
 
 My grace is free for alU 
 
 6 If thy grace for all is free, 
 
 Thy call now Ifet me hear; 
 
 Shew this token upon me, 
 
 And bring lalvation near. 
 
 Now the gracious word repeat. 
 
 The word ot healing to my foul; 
 Canaaniie thy faith is great! 
 
 Thy faith hath made thee whole. 
 
 HYMN CLIX. 
 
 1 /^OME, holy, celeflial Dove, 
 
 To vifit a forrowful breafl! 
 
 My burthen of guilt to remove, 
 
 And bring me affurance and reft! 
 
 Thou only haftpow^rto relieve 
 
 A finner o’erwhelmed with his load; 
 
 The fenfe of acceptance to give, 
 
 And fprinkle his heart with thy blood 
 
 ^ With me if of old thou haft drove. 
 
 And ftrangely with-held from my fin, 
 
 And tried, by the lure of thy love, 
 
 My worlhlefs affeftions to win : 
 
 The work of thy mercy revive ; 
 Thyuitermoft mercy exeit ; 
 
 And kindly continue to ftrivc. 
 
 And hold, til! ! yield thee my hearf! 
 
 O 3 
 
 3 Thy 
 
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 3 Thy call if I ever have known, 
 
 And hghed from myfelf to get free. 
 And groaned the unfpeakable. groan, 
 And longed to be happy in thee-, 
 Fulfil the imperfeft defirc ! 
 
 Thy peace to my confcience reveal; 
 The fenfe of thy favour infpire, 
 
 And give me my pardon to feel! 
 
 4 If when I had put thee to grief, 
 
 And madly to folly returned. 
 
 Thy pity hath been my relief, 
 
 And lifted me up as 1 mourned ; 
 Molt pityful fpirit of grace, 
 
 Relieve me again, and reflore; 
 
 My fpirit in holinefs raife, 
 
 To fall and to fuffer no more ! 
 
 5 If now 1 lament after God, 
 
 And gafp for a drop of thy lo’ve. 
 
 If Jefus hath bought thee with blood 
 For me to receive from above , 
 Come, heavenly Comforter, come 1 
 True witnefs of mercy divine ; 
 
 And make me thy permanent home, 
 And feal me eternally thine ! 
 
 HYMN CLX. 
 
 ’The Pool of Bethefda, 
 ESU, take my fins away. 
 
 And make me know thy name I 
 
 Thou art now, as yefterday. 
 
 And evermore the fame : 
 
 Thou my true Bethefda be •, 
 
 I know within thine arms is room ; 
 All the world may unto thee. 
 
 Their houfe of mercy, come. 
 
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 2 See me lying at the Pool, 
 
 And waiting for thy grace! 
 
 O come down unto my (o\il, 
 
 Difclofc thy angel-face ! 
 
 If to me thy bowels move, 
 
 If now thou doff my ficknefs feel, 
 Let the fpirit Af thy love, 
 
 The helplefs finner heal. 
 
 3 Perfons thou dofl not relpeft , 
 
 Whoe’er for mercy oall, 
 
 Thou in no-wife wilt rejeft : 
 
 Thy mercy is for all. 
 
 Thou wouldefl freely all refloVe, 
 Would all the gracious feafon find ; 
 
 Fill with goodnefs, love, atwd power, 
 
 And with a healthful mind. 
 
 Mercy then there is for me, 
 
 (Away my doubts and fears !) 
 
 Plagued with an infirmity 
 For more than'thirty years. 
 
 Jelus, cafl a pitying eye ! 
 
 Thou long haft known my defperate cafe ; 
 Poor and helplefs here I lie, 
 
 And wait the healing grace. 
 
 5 Long hath thy good fpirit ftrove 
 
 With my diftempered foul; 
 
 But I ftill refufed thy love, 
 
 And would not be made whole. 
 
 Hardly now at laft I yield, 
 
 I yield with all my fins to part: 
 
 Let my foul be fully healed, 
 
 Ancl throughly clcanfed my heart, 
 
 6 Pain and ficknefs at thy word, 
 
 And fin and forrow flies: 
 
 Speak to me, almighty Lord, 
 
 And bid my fpirit rife ! 
 
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 Bid ifte fake my burden up, 
 
 The bed on which thylelf didfl lie. 
 
 When on Calvary's fleep top 
 My JeTus deigned to die. 
 
 7 Bid me bear the hallowed crofs, 
 Which thou haft born before; 
 
 Walk in all thy righteous laws, 
 
 And go, and fin no more. 
 
 Jefus, I on thee alone 
 
 For perfevering grace depend ! 
 
 Love me freely ; love thine own •, 
 And love me to the end! 
 
 HYMN CLXI. 
 
 AMB of God for Tinners Gain, 
 To thee 1 feebly pray : 
 
 Heal me of my grief and pain, 
 
 O take my fins away 1 
 From this bondage, Lord, releafe ; 
 
 No longer let me be oppreft; 
 Jefus, Mafter, feal my peace, 
 
 And take me to thy tireaft 1 
 
 2 Wilt thou call a frnner out, 
 
 Who humbly comes to thee? 
 No, my God, I cannot doubt, 
 Thy mercy is for me. 
 
 Let me then obtain the grace, 
 And be of paradife polfell: 
 Jefus, Mafter, Teal my peace, 
 And take me to thy oreaft ! 
 
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 Worldly good I do not want 4 
 Be that to others giv^n i 
 Only for thy love 1 pant; 
 
 My all in earth and heaven; 
 
 This 
 
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 Thk the crown I fain would feize, 
 
 The good wherewith I would be bled; 
 Jefus, Mafter, fcal my peace, 
 
 And take me to thy bread! 
 
 4 This delight I fain would prove, 
 
 And then refign my breath, 
 
 Join the happy few whofe love 
 Was mightier than death ! 
 
 Ler it not my Lord difpleafe, 
 
 That I would die to be thy gued ! 
 
 Jelus, Mader, feal my peace, ' 
 
 And take me to thy bread! 
 
 SECTION IV. 
 
 Convinced oj Backjlidin^. 
 
 HYMN CLXII. 
 
 > T^EPTH of mercy! can there be 
 Mercy dill referved for me? 
 
 Can my God his wrath forbear ? 
 
 Me, the chief of finners fpare ? 
 
 2 I have long withdood his grace ; 
 
 Long provoked him to his face ; 
 
 Would not hearken to his calls '; 
 
 Grieved him by a thoufand falls. 
 
 3 I have fpilt his precious blood, 
 
 Trampled on the Son of God ; 
 
 Fillca with pangs unfpeakable I 
 I, who yet am not in nelli 
 
 4 Whence to me this wade of love ? 
 
 Afk my Advocate above • 
 
 See the caufe in Jefu’s face, 
 
 Now before the throne of grace. 
 
 5 Lo I 
 
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 5 Lo ! 1 cumber ftill tlie grountJj 
 Lo! an Advocate is found i 
 
 “ Haftcn not to cut him down, 
 
 ** Let this barren foul alone.’* 
 
 6 Jefus fpeaks and pleads his blood! 
 
 He difarms the wrath of God ; 
 
 Now my Father's bowels move J 
 Jultice lingers into love. 
 
 y Kindled his relentings are, 
 
 Me he now delights to fpare ? 
 
 Cries, “ How (hall I give thee up?** 
 
 Lets the lifted thunder drop. 
 
 8 There for me the Saviour (lands; 
 
 Shews his wounds, and fpreads his hands! 
 God IS Love ! I know, 1 feel: 
 
 Jefus weeps and loves me ftilll 
 
 9 Jefus, anfwer from above : 
 is not all thy nature love ? 
 
 Wilt thou not the wrong forget ? 
 
 Suffer me to kifs thy feet ? 
 
 10 If I rightly read t^ heart, 
 
 If thou all compafuon art, 
 
 Bow thine car, m mercy bov/ ! , 
 
 Pardon, and accept me now. 
 
 1 i Pity from thine eye let fall ; 
 
 By a lock my foul recal : 
 
 Now the (lone to flefh convert; 
 
 Call a look and break my heart, 
 
 J2 Now incline me to repent! 
 
 Let me now my fall lament: 
 
 Now my foul revolt deploVe ; 
 
 Weep, oelieve, and fin no more. 
 
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 HYMN CLXIIL 
 
 1 ’Tis enough, my God, my God ! 
 
 Hpre let me give my wanderings o’er; 
 
 No longer trample on thy blood, 
 
 And grieve thy gentlenefs no more : 
 
 No more thy lingering anger move. 
 
 Or fin again thy light and love, 
 
 B O Lord, if mercy is with thee, 
 
 Now let it all on me be fhown I 
 On me, the chief of finners, me. 
 
 Who humbly for thy mercy groan 1 
 Me to thy Father’s grace reflorc ; 
 
 Nor let me ever grieve thee more ! 
 
 3 Fountain of unexhaufted love. 
 
 Of infinite compaffiOns, heat; 
 
 My Saviour and my Prince above, 
 
 Once more in my behalf appear ! 
 
 Repentance, faith, and pardon give i 
 Olet me turn again and live! 
 
 HYMN CLXIV. 
 
 1 God, if thou art love indeed ! 
 
 Let Lt once more be proved in me, 
 
 .That I thy mercy’s praife may fpread, 
 
 For every child of Adam free ; 
 
 O let me now the gift embrace ! 
 
 O let me now be laved by grace. 
 
 S If all long-fufFering thou haft fhown 
 On me, that others may believe. 
 
 Now make thy loving-kindnefs known, 
 
 Now the all-conquering fpirit give ; 
 
 Spirit of viftory and power, 
 
 Ihat I may never grieve thee more. 
 
 3 Grant 
 
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 3 Grant my importunate requcft ! 
 
 It is not my defirc, but tliine ; 
 
 Since thou wouldeft have the ftnner bleft, 
 
 Now let me m thine image Ihinc ; 
 
 Nor ever from thy footfteps move, 
 
 But more than conquer in thy love. 
 
 4 Be It according to thy will! 
 
 Set my impriloncd fpirit free; 
 
 The counlcl of tliy grace fulhl; 
 
 Into the glorious liberty 
 My fpirit, loul, and flefh reflore, 
 
 And 1 fliall never grieve thee more. 
 
 HYMN CLXV. 
 
 a Unexhaufted grace! 
 
 O love unfearchable ! 
 
 I am not gone to my own place; 
 
 1 am not yet in hell ! 
 
 Earth doth not open yet 
 My foul to fwallow up! 
 
 And, hanging o’er the burning pit, 
 
 1 flill am forced to hope. 
 
 9 I hope at lafl to find 
 
 The kingdom from above : 
 
 The fettled peace, the conftant mind, 
 
 The everiafting love: 
 
 The fanftifying grace, 
 
 That makes me meet for home ; 
 
 I hope to fee thy glorious face, 
 
 Vl^hcre fin can never comej 
 
 3 What (hall I do to keep 
 
 The blelfed hope I feel! 
 
 Still let me pray, and watch, and weep, 
 And fcrve thy pleafure ftil!: 
 
 O may I never grieve 
 
 My kind, long-fuffering Lord, 
 
 But fteadfallly 10 Jcfus cleave, 
 
 And anfwer all his word. 
 
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 Lord, if thou haft bcftowed 
 On me this gracious fear, 
 
 This horror of offending God, 
 
 O keep it always here ! 
 
 And that I never more 
 May from thy ways depart, 
 Enter, with all thy mercy’s power. 
 And dwell within my heart. 
 
 HYMN CLXVl. 
 
 ! T ESUS, I believe thee near: 
 
 J Now my fallen foul reftore! 
 
 Now my guilty confcience clear. 
 
 Give me back my peace and pow^r; 
 Stone to flefh again convert; 
 
 Write forgivenefs on my heart. 
 
 & 1 believe thy pardoning grace. 
 
 As at the beginning, free : 
 
 Open are thy arms to’ embrace 
 Me, the worft of rebels, me : 
 
 All in me the hinderance lies ; 
 
 Called, 1 ftill refufe to rife. 
 
 3 Yet for thy own mercy’s fake. 
 
 Patience with thy rebel have 1 
 Me thy mercy’s wittiefs make, 
 Monument of thy power to fave! 
 Make me willing to be free ; 
 
 Reftlefs to be faved by thee. 
 
 4 Now the gracious work begin; 
 
 Now for good fome token give : 
 
 Give me now to feel my fin; 
 
 Give me now my fin to leave : 
 
 Bid me look on thee and mourn; 
 
 Bid me to thy arms return i 
 
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 5 TaVe this heart of ftone away? 
 
 Melt me into gracious tears! 
 
 Grant me power to watch, and prayf 
 Till thy lovely face appears; 
 
 Till thy fivour I retrieve,’ 
 
 Till by faith again 1 live. 
 
 HYMN -CLXVII. 
 
 J TTOW (hall a loft fi nner in pain 
 1 X Recover his forfeited peace ? 
 
 When brought into bondage again, 
 
 What hope of a fecond releafe ? 
 
 Will mercy itfelf be fo kind 
 To (pare fuch a rebel as me ? 
 
 And O ! can I poftibly find 
 
 Such plent^us redemption In thefe ? 
 
 8 O Jefus, of thee I inquire, 
 
 If ftill thou art able to fave ? 
 
 Tlie brand to pluck out of the fire, 
 
 And ranfom my foul from the grave ? 
 
 The help of thy fpint reftore, 
 
 - And (now The the life-giving blood i 
 And pardon a finner once more, 
 
 And bring me again unto God. 
 
 3 O Jefus, in pity draw near I 
 
 Come quickly to help a loft foul I 
 To comfort a mourner appear ; 
 
 To make a poor Lazarus whole I 
 The balm of toy mercy apply, 
 
 (Thou feeft tlie fore anguifh I feel ;) 
 
 Save, Lord, or 1 penfh, 1 die I 
 O lave, or I fink into hell I 
 
 I fink, if thou longer delay 
 
 Thy pardoning mercy to lliovv : 
 
 Come quickly, and kindly difplay 
 The power of ihy pallion below ! 
 
 By 
 
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 By »I 1 ihou haft done for fake, 
 One drop of thy blood 1 implore! 
 Now, now let U touch me ancf make 
 The fmner a firmer no more! 
 
 HYMN CLXVIll. 
 
 1 OD of my falvaiion, hear, 
 
 V_T And help me to believe! 
 
 Simply do I now draw near 
 
 Thy blefTing to teteive. 
 bull of guilt, alas ! 1 am ; 
 
 But to thy wounds for refuge flee : 
 
 Friend of finners, fpoilefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 
 2 Standing now as newly ftain, 
 
 To thee I lift mine eye ! 
 
 Bairn of all my grief and pain, 
 
 Thy blood is always nigh. 
 
 Now as yefterday the. fame 
 
 Thou art, and wilt for ever be : 
 
 Friend of finners, (potlcfs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 
 3 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, 
 
 Nor can thy grace procure ; 
 
 Empty fend me not away. 
 
 For I, thou knoweft am poor. 
 
 Duft and afhes is my name, 
 
 My all is fin and mifery ; 
 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 
 4 No good word, or work, or thought, 
 
 Bring 1 to gain thy grace ; 
 
 Pardon I accept unbought ; 
 
 Thy proffer 1 embrace. 
 
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 Coming as at firft I came, 
 
 To take, and not beftow on thec! 
 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 
 5 Saviour, from thy wounded fide 
 I never will depart; 
 
 Here will 1 my fpint hide, 
 
 When I am pure in heart; 
 
 Til! my place above 1 claim, 
 
 This only Hiall be all my plea, 
 
 Friend of Tinners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 
 HYMN CLXIX. 
 
 a God thy righteoufnefs we own ! 
 
 Judgment is at thy houfe begun : 
 
 With humble awe thy rod we hear, 
 
 And guilty in thy fight appear. 
 
 We cannot in thy judgment Hand ; 
 
 But fmk beneath thy mighty hand. 
 
 2 Our mouth ag in the duft we lay, 
 
 And Bill for mercy, mercy pray 1 
 Unworthy to behold thy face, 
 
 Unfaithful ftewards of thy grace. 
 
 Our fin and wickednefs we own, 
 
 And deeply for acceptance groan, 
 
 g We have not, Lord, thy gifts improved, 
 
 But bafely from thy ftatutes roved, 
 
 And done thy loving fpirit delpite, 
 
 And finned againft the cleared light, 
 
 Brought back thy agonizing pain. 
 
 And nailed thee to thy croTs again. 
 
 ^ Yet do not drive us from thy face, 
 
 A ftiff necked and hard-hearted race; 
 
 But 
 
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 But O ! in tender mercy break 
 The iron-finew in our neck. 
 
 The foftening power of love impart, 
 
 And melt the marble in our heart. 
 
 HYMN CLXX. 
 
 1 TESUS, ihou knowell my fimplenefs, 
 
 I My faults arc not concealed from thee : 
 A Tinner in my la(l diflrefs, 
 
 To thy dear wounds I fain would flee ; 
 And never, never thence depart, 
 
 Clofe fheltered in thy loving heart. 
 
 2 How fhall I find the living way, 
 
 Lofl, and confufed, and dark, and blind. 
 Ah, Lord, my foul is gone aftray : 
 
 Ah, Shepherd, feek my foul, and find ; 
 And in thy arms of mercy take ; 
 
 And bring the weary wanderer back. 
 
 3 Weary and Tick of fin I am ; 
 
 I hate it, Lord, and yet I love : 
 
 When wilt thou rid me of my fhaine? 
 
 When wilt thou all my load remove ; 
 Deflroy the fiend that lurks within. 
 
 And fpeak the word of power, “ Be clean.” 
 
 4 O Lord, if I at lafl difeern, 
 
 - That 1 am fin and thou art love ; 
 
 If now o’er me thy bowels yearn, 
 
 Give me a token from above ! 
 
 And conquer my rebellious will, 
 
 And bid my murmuring heart be flill.. 
 
 5 Sin only lei me not commit, 
 
 Sin never can advance thy praife, 
 
 And, lo ! I lay me at thy feet. 
 
 And wait unwearied all my days. 
 
 Till my appointed time fhall come, 
 
 And thou Inalt call thine exile home. 
 
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 HYMN CLXXr. 
 
 Y es, from this inflant now, 1 will 
 To my offended Father cry ; 
 
 My bafe ingratitude 1 feel, 
 
 Vilefl of all thy children, I, 
 
 Not worthy to be called thy fon ; 
 
 Yet will I thee my Father own. 
 
 2 Guide of my life haft thou not been, 
 And refeued me from paftion’s power 
 Ten thoufand times preferved fiom fin, 
 Nor let the greedy grave devour ? 
 And wilt thou now thy wrath retain, 
 Nor ever love thy child again. 
 
 3 Ah ! canft thou find if in thy heart 
 To give me up, fo long purfued ? 
 
 Ah ! canft thou finally depart. 
 
 And leave thy creature in his blood P 
 Leave me, out of thy prefence caft. 
 
 To perifh in my fins at laft ? 
 
 4 If thou haft wi lied me to return, 
 
 If weeping at thy feet I fall, 
 
 The prodigal thou wilt not fpurn, 
 
 But pity, and forgive me all: 
 
 In anfwer to my friend above ; 
 
 In honour of his bleeding love ! 
 
 HYMN CLXXIf. 
 
 F ather, if thou muft reprove 
 For all that I have done, 
 Not in anger, but in love 
 Chaftife thine humbled fon, 
 
 Ufe the rod, and not the fword ; 
 
 Correft with kind feverity ! 
 Bring me not to nothing, Lord ! 
 But bring me home to thee. 
 
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 2 True anri faithful as thou art, 
 
 To all thy church and me, 
 
 Give a new, believing heart, 
 
 That knows, and cleaves to thee, 
 f reely our backflidings heal: 
 
 And by thy balmy blood reflored, 
 Grant that evciv foul may feel. 
 
 Thou art my pardoning Lord ! 
 
 2 Might we now with pure defirc 
 Thine only love requelt! 
 
 Now with willing heart entire, 
 Return to ChriR our red ? 
 
 When we Our whole heart refign, 
 
 O Jefus, to be filled with thee, 
 Thou art ours, and we are thine, 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIII, 
 
 1 O AVIOUR, I now with fhame confefs 
 O My thirfl for creature-happinefs ; 
 
 By bale defires 1 wronged thy love. 
 
 And forced thy mercy to remove. 
 
 2 Yet would I not regard thy Rroke, 
 
 But when thou didft thy grace revoke, 
 
 And when thou didfl thy face conceal, 
 
 Thy abfence I refufed to feel. 
 
 3 1 knew not that the Lord was gone, 
 
 In my own froward will went on, 
 
 And lived to the delires of men, 
 
 And thou haft all my wanderings fecn. 
 
 4 Yet O the riches of thy grace ! 
 
 Thou, who haft feen my evil ways, 
 
 Wilt freely my backflidings heal, 
 
 And pardon on my confcience fcal. 
 
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 5 For this I at thy footftoo! wait. 
 
 Till thou my peace again create : 
 
 Fruit ol thy gracious hps, reftore 
 My peace, and bid me fin no more ' 
 
 6 Far off, yet at thy feet I He, 
 
 Til! thou again thy blood apply ; 
 
 Till thou repeat my fins forgiven, 
 
 As far from God, as hell from heaven. 
 
 7 But for thy truth and mercy's fake, 
 
 My comfort thou wilt give me back ; 
 
 And lead me on from grace to grace. 
 
 In all the paths of nghteoufnefs. 
 
 8 Til! throughly faved, my new-born foul, 
 Andperfeftly by faith made whole, 
 
 Doth bright in thy full image rife. 
 
 To fhare thy glory in the Ikies. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIV. 
 
 1 *'T”'HOU man of griefs, remember me, 
 
 JL Who never canft thyfelf forget! 
 
 Thy !afl, myftcrious agony, 
 
 Thy fainting pangs, and bloody fweat ! 
 
 2 When, wreftling in the flrcngth of prayer, 
 
 Thy fpiiit funk beneath its load; 
 
 Thy feeble flcfh abhorred to bear 
 The wrath of an almighty God. 
 
 3 Father, if I may call ihee fo, 
 
 Regard my fearful heart’s defirc ! 
 
 Remove this load of guilty woe, 
 
 Nor let ms m my fins expire! 
 
 4,, I tremble, left the wrath divine, 
 
 Which bruifes now my wretched fouj. 
 
 Should bruife this wretched foul of mine. 
 
 Long as eternal ages roll. 
 
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 5 To thee my laft dillrefs I bring! 
 
 The heightened fear of death I find ; 
 The tyrant, brandiihing his fting. 
 Appears, and hell is clofe behind. 
 
 6 I deprecate that death alone, 
 
 That endlefs banifhment from thee : 
 
 O fave, and give me to thy Son-, 
 
 Who trembled, wept, and bled for me. 
 
 SECTION V. 
 
 Recovered. 
 
 HYMN CLXXV. 
 
 1 T Will hearken what the Lord 
 A Will fay concerning me; 
 
 Hafl thou not a gracious word 
 
 For one that waitson thee ? 
 
 Speak It to my foul, that 1 
 
 May in thee have peace and power; 
 Never from my Saviour fly, 
 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 2 How have I thy fpirit grieved, 
 
 Since firfl with me he drove? 
 Obftinatcly difbelieved, 
 
 And trampled on thy love ? 
 
 I have finned againfl, the light ; 
 
 I have broke from thy embrace : 
 
 No, 1 would not, when I might, 
 
 Be freely faved by grace. 
 
 3 After all that I have done, 
 
 I'o drive thee from my heart. 
 
 Still thou wi'lt not leave thine own, 
 
 Thou wilt not yet depart; 
 
 Wilt 
 
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 Wilt not give the finner o'er ; 
 
 ■Ready art thou now to favc, 
 Bidfl me come, as heretofore, 
 That I thy life may have. 
 
 4 O thou meek and gentle Lamb! 
 
 Fury is not in thee; 
 
 Thou continued the fame ; 
 
 And dill thy grace is free : 
 Still thine arms are open wide, 
 Wretched Tinners to receive ; 
 Thou had once for Tinners died, 
 That all may turn and live. 
 
 5 Lo ! I take thee at thy word, 
 
 My foolifhnels I mourn ; 
 Unto thee, my bleeding Lord, 
 However late, 1 turn ; 
 
 Ves ; I yield, 1 yield at lad, 
 
 Li den to thy fpcaking blood, 
 M e with all my fins I cad 
 On my atoning God ! 
 
 HYMN CLXXVI. 
 
 J ESU, Shepherd of the fheep. 
 
 Pity my unfettled foul ! 
 uide, and nourifh me, and keep. 
 
 Till thy love diallmake me whole; 
 Give me, perfeft foundnefs give. 
 Make me dedfadly believe. 
 
 I am never at one day : 
 
 Changing every hour I am : 
 
 But thou art, as yederday. 
 
 Now and evermore the fame: 
 Condancy to me impart, 
 
 'Siablilh with thy grace my heart. 
 
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 3 Lay tliy weieTity crofs on me, 
 
 All my unbelief control: 
 
 Till the rebel ceafe’to be, 
 
 Keep him down within my foul ; 
 That he never more may move, 
 Root and ground me laft in love. 
 
 4 Give me faith to hold me up, 
 
 Walking over life’s rough fea ; 
 Holy, purifying hope 
 
 Still my foul’s fure anchor be : 
 That I may be always thine, 
 
 Perfeft me in love divine. 
 
 HYMN CLXXVIl. 
 
 1 A God, my God, on thee I call, 
 jLVA Thee only would I know. 
 
 One drop of blood on me let fall. 
 
 And wafh me white as fnow. 
 
 2 Touch me, and make the leper clean, 
 
 Purge my iniquity; 
 
 Unlefs thou wafh my foul from An, 
 
 I have no part in thee. 
 
 3 But art thou not already mine? 
 
 Anfwer if mine thou art ! 
 
 Whifper within, thou love divine. 
 
 And cheer my drooping heart. 
 
 4 Tell me again, my peace is made, 
 
 And bid the Anncr live ; 
 
 The debt’s difeharged, the ranfom’s paid, 
 
 My Father muff forgive. 
 
 5 Behold, for me the Viftim bleeds, 
 
 His wounds arc opened wide; 
 
 Forme the Blood of Sprinkling pleads, 
 
 And fpeaks me juflified. 
 
 6 O why 
 
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 6 O why did I my Saviour leave! 
 
 So loon unfaithful prove ? 
 
 How could I thy good fpirit grieve. 
 
 And fm againft thy love ? 
 
 7 I forced thee.full to difappear, 
 
 I turned thy face afide . 
 
 Ah, Lord ! if thou hadft hill been here, 
 Thy fervant had not died. 
 
 8 But O how foon thy wrath is o’er. 
 
 And pardoning love takes place ! 
 Affill me, Saviour, to adore 
 The riches of thy grace. 
 
 9 O could I loofe myfelf in thee ! 
 
 Thy depth of mercy provej 
 Thou vaR, unfathomable fea 
 Of unexhaulled love ! 
 
 to My humbled foul, v.'hen thou art near, 
 fn dull and afhes lies ! 
 
 How lliall a finful worm appear. 
 
 Or meet thy purer eyes ? 
 
 ? t I loathe myfelf when Cod I fee, 
 
 And into nothing fall ; 
 
 Content if thou exalted be, 
 
 And Chrilt be all in all. . 
 
 HYMN CLXXVIU. 
 
 a A FTER all that I have done, 
 
 2 \. Saviour, art thou pacified P 
 Whither Ihall my vilenefs run ? 
 
 Hide me, earth, the finner hide I 
 Let me fink into the dull! 
 
 Full of holy Ihame adore ! 
 jefus Chrilt, the good, the jufl, 
 
 Btds me go, and fin no more ! 
 
 e O confirm 
 
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 a O confirm the gracious word, 
 
 Jefijs, Son of God and man! 
 
 Let me never grieve thee, Lord, 
 Never turn to fin again ! 
 
 Till my all in all thou art! 
 
 Till thou bring thy nature in. 
 Keep this feeble, trembling heart I 
 Save me, fave me, Lord, from fin ! 
 
 HYMN CLXXIX. 
 
 1 If X TEARY oF wandering from my God, 
 
 V V And now made willing to return, 
 1 hear, and bow me to the rod ; 
 
 For thee, not without hope, 1 mourn , 
 
 1 have an advocate above, 
 
 A friend before the throne of love. 
 
 2 O Jefus full of truth and grace ! 
 
 More full of grace than I offin, 
 
 Yet once again I feek thy face ; 
 
 Open thine arms, and rake me in, 
 
 And freely my backflidings heal. 
 
 And love the faithlefs ftnner (fill. 
 
 3 Thou know^ft the way to bring me back, 
 
 My fallen fpint to reftore ; 
 
 O! for thy truth and mercy’s fake? 
 
 Forgive, and bid me fin no more : 
 
 The ruins of iny foul repair. 
 
 And make my heart a houfe of prayer. 
 
 ^ The (lone to fle(h again convert! 
 
 The veil of fin again remove ! 
 
 Drop thy warm blood upon my heart. 
 
 And melt it by thy dying love! 
 
 This rebel heart by love fubdue, 
 
 And make n foft, and make it new, 
 
 5 Grve 
 
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 5 Give to my eyes refrefhing tears, 
 
 And kindle my relentings now ; 
 
 Fdl all my foul with filial fears ; 
 
 To ihy fweet yoke my fpirit bow! 
 Bend by thy grace, O bend or break 
 The iron-finew in my neck ! 
 
 6 Ah,, give me, Lord, the tender heart, 
 
 That trembles at the approach of fin ! 
 A godly fear of fin impart; 
 
 Implant, and root it deep within ! 
 That I may dread thy gracious power, 
 And never dare offend thee more ! 
 
 HYMN CLXXX. 
 
 1 QON of God, if thy free grace 
 O Again hath raifed me up. 
 
 Called me flill to feek thy face, 
 
 And given me back my hope : 
 
 Still thy timely help afford. 
 
 And all thy loving-kindefs fhow : 
 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 2 By me, 0 my Saviour, Hand, 
 
 In fore temptation’s hour I 
 Save me with thine out-flretch^d hand, 
 And {hew forth all thy pow^r: 
 
 O be mindful of thy word ! 
 
 Thy all-fufficient grace beftow ; 
 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 3 Give me, Lord, a holy fear, 
 
 And fix it in my heart ; 
 
 That 1 may from evil near 
 With fpeedy care depart. 
 
 Sin 
 
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 Sin be more than hell abhorred : 
 
 Till thou dellroy the tyrant-foe, 
 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never ret me go, 
 
 <2 Never let me leave thy breaft, 
 
 From thee, my Saviour llray ; 
 
 Thou art my fuppoh and reft, 
 
 My true and living way ; 
 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 In heaven above, and earth below : 
 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 HYMN CLXXKI. 
 
 t T ORD, and is thine anger gone ? 
 
 X-T And art thou pacified ? 
 
 After all that 1 have done, 
 
 Doft thou no longer chide ? 
 
 Infinite thy mercies are; 
 
 Beneath the weight 1 cannot move, 
 
 O 'tis more than 1 can bear ! 
 
 The fenfe of pardoning love. 
 
 2 Let it ftill my heart conftrain, 
 
 And all my pafTions fway. 
 
 Keep me, left I turn again 
 Out of the narrow way ; 
 
 Force my violence to be ftill. 
 
 And captivate my ev^ry thought; 
 
 Charm, and melt, and change my will, 
 
 And bring me down to nought. 
 
 2 If I have begun once more 
 Thy fweet return to feel ; 
 
 If even now 1 find thy powdr 
 Prefeni my foul to ncal ; 
 
 Still and quiet may I lie. 
 
 Nor ftrugglc out of thine erri\>race : 
 
 Never more refift, or fly. 
 
 From thy purfuing grace. 
 
 Q » 4 To 
 
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 4 To the crofs, thine altar, bind 
 
 M e with the cords of louc ; 
 
 Freedom let me never find 
 From my dear Lord to move : 
 
 That I never, never more 
 
 May with my much-loved MaRer part. 
 To the pofts of mercy’s door 
 O nail my willing heart! 
 
 5 See my utter helplefTnefs, 
 
 And leave me not alone; 
 
 O preferve in perfeft peace, 
 
 And feal me for thine own • 
 
 More and more thyfelf reveal, 
 
 Thy prefence let me always find ; 
 Comfort, and confirm, and heal, 
 
 My feeble, fin-fick mind_. 
 
 6 As the apple of an eye 
 
 Thy weakeR fervant keep ; 
 
 Help me at thy feet to He, 
 
 And there for ever weep. 
 
 Teats of joy mine eyes o’erflow, 
 
 That J have any hope of heaven ; 
 Much of love I ought to know ; 
 
 For I have much forgiven. 
 
 PART 
 

 PART IV. 
 
 FOR BELIEVFRS. 
 
 SECTION I. 
 
 Rejoicing-. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXII. 
 
 1 XTOW I have found the ground wherein 
 Sure mjf foul’s anchor may remain j 
 The wounds of Jefus for my fin, 
 
 Before the world’s foundation flain: 
 
 Whofe mercy fhall unfhaken ftay, 
 
 When heavdn and earth are fled away. 
 
 a Father, thine everlafting grace 
 
 Our fcanty thought furpalles far: 
 
 Thy heart (till melts with tendernefs; 
 
 Thy arms of love ftill open are, 
 
 Returning flnners to receive. 
 
 That mercy they may tafle and live ! 
 
 3 O love, thou bottomlefs abyfs! 
 
 My fins are fwallowed up in thee; 
 
 Covered is my unrighteoufnefs. 
 
 Nor fpot of guilt remains in me. 
 
 While Jefu’s blood, through earth and (kies, 
 Mercy, free, boundlefs mercy cries! 
 
 i) With faith I plunge me in this fea, 
 
 Here is my liopc, my joy, my reft ; 
 
 Hither when hell affails 1 flee, 
 
 I look into my Saviour’s breaft ; 
 
 Away fad doubt, and anxious fear! 
 
 Mercy is all that’s written there. 
 
 Q 3 
 
 5 Though 
 
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 5 Though waves and dorms go o’er my head, 
 
 Tho’ ftrength, and health, and friends be gone, 
 Though joys be withered all and dead. 
 
 Though every comfort be withdrawn, 
 
 On this my ftedfaft foul relies, 
 
 Father, thy mercy never dies. 
 
 6 Fixt on this ground will I remain. 
 
 Though my heart fail, and flefh decay ; 
 
 This anchor fhall my foul fuflain. 
 
 Though earth s foundations melt away} 
 Mercy's full power I then fhall prove, 
 
 Loved with an everlafling love. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIII. 
 
 1 TESU, thy blood and righteoufnefs 
 I My beauty are, my glorious drefs: 
 midft flaming worlds, in thefe arrayed. 
 
 With joy fliall I lift up my head. 
 
 8 Bold fhall 1 ftand in thy great day ; 
 
 For who ought to my charge fhall lay? 
 
 Fully abfolved through thefe I am. 
 
 From fin and fear, from guilt and fhame. 
 
 3 The holy, meek, unfpotted Lamb, 
 
 Who from the Father’s bofom came. 
 
 Who died fop me, even me to’ atone. 
 
 Now for my Lord and God I own. 
 
 4 Lord, I believe, thy precious blood. 
 
 Which at the mercy feat of God, 
 
 For ever doth for flnners plead. 
 
 For me, everi for my foul was fhed. 
 
 5 Lord, I believe, were finners mbre, 
 
 Than fands upon the ocean-fhore, 
 
 Thou hall for all a ranfom paid, 
 
 For all a full atonement mad?. 
 
 6 When 
 
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 6 When from the duft of death I rife. 
 
 To claim my manfion in the fkies, 
 
 Even then this fhall be all my plea, 
 
 Jefus hath lived, hath died for me. 
 
 7 Thus Abraham, the friend of God, 
 
 Thus all heaven’s armies bought with blood, 
 Saviour of fmners, thee proclaim ; 
 
 Sinners, of whom the chief I arn. 
 
 8 Jefu, be endlefs praife to thee, 
 
 Whofe boundlefs merey hath for me, 
 
 For me, and all, thy hands have made, 
 
 An evei lading lanfom paid. 
 
 g Ah, give to all, almighty Lord, 
 
 With power to fpeak thy gracious word, 
 That all who to thy wounds will flee. 
 
 May find eternal life in thee. 
 
 o Thou God of power, thou God of love,. 
 
 Let the whole world thy mercy prove I 
 Now let thy word o’er all prevail ! 
 
 Now take the fpoils of death and hell. 
 
 1 O let the dead now hear thy voice ! 
 
 Now bid thy banifhed ones rejoice ; 
 
 Their beauty this, their glorious drefs, 
 
 Jefu, thy blood and rightcoufneCs, 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIV. 
 
 T hee, O my God and King, 
 
 My Father, thee 1 fing I 
 Hear, well-pleafcd, the joyous Ibund, 
 
 Praife from earth arid heaven receive ; 
 
 Loft, 1 now in Chrift am found, 
 
 Dead, by faith in Chrift I live. 
 
 2 Fatherj 
 
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 '2 Father, behold thy fon, 
 
 In ChrKt I am thy own, 
 
 Stranger long to thee and reft, 
 
 See, the piodigal is come : 
 
 Open wide thine arms and breaft, 
 Take the weary wanderer home ! 
 
 3 Thine eye obferved from far, 
 
 Thy pity looked me near : 
 
 Me thy bowels yearned to fee, 
 
 Me tliy mercy ran to find. 
 
 Empty, poor, and void of thee, 
 Hungry, fick, and faint, and blind. 
 
 4 Thou on my neck, didft fall, 
 
 Thy kifs forgave me all : 
 
 Still the gracious words 1 hear. 
 
 Words that made the Saviour mine, 
 Hafte! for him the robe prepare, 
 
 “ His be rightcoufnefs divine !” 
 
 hymn clxxxv. 
 
 j /^FT I in my heart have fald. 
 
 Who fhall afcend on high ? 
 Mount to Chrift my glorious head. 
 And bring him from the fky ? 
 
 Borne on contemplation’s wing, 
 
 Surely I fhould find him there, 
 Where the angels praile their King, 
 And gain the morning-ftar. 
 
 a Oft I in my heart have faid. 
 
 Who to the deep fhall ftoon ? 
 
 Sink with Chrift among the dead, 
 From thence to bring him up? 
 Could I but my heart prepare, 
 
 By unfeigned humility, 
 
 Chrift would quickly enter there, 
 
 And ever dwell with me. 
 
 3 But 
 
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 3 But the rightcoufnefs of faith 
 Hath taught me better things: 
 
 “ Inward turn tliine eyes,” (it faith, 
 While Chrift to me it brings,) 
 
 " Clirift is ready to impart 
 
 “ Life to all, for life who figh ; 
 
 In thy mouth, and in thy heart, 
 
 “ The word is very nigh.” 
 
 li -Y M N CLXXXVJ. 
 
 t Filial Deity, 
 
 V_^ Accept my new-born cry I 
 Sec the tra/ail of thy foul, 
 
 Saviour, and be latisficd ; 
 
 Take me now, poffefs me whole. 
 
 Who for me, for me hafl died I 
 
 a Of life thou art the tree, 
 
 My immortality ! 
 
 Feed this tender branch of thine, 
 
 Ceafclefs ;nfluence derive, 
 
 Thou the true, the heavenly virje; 
 
 Grafted into thee I live. 
 
 3 Of life the fountain thou, 
 
 I know—I feel it now ! 
 
 Faint and dead no more I droop : 
 
 Thou art in me; th^' fupplics 
 E\'crv moment Ipringmg up. 
 
 Into life eternal rile. 
 
 4 Thou the good Shepherd art, 
 
 From thee 1 ne'er fhall part ; 
 
 Thou my keeper and mv guide, 
 
 Make me flill thy tender care ; 
 
 Gently lead me by thy lide, 
 
 Sweetly in ih)' bofom bear. 
 
 5 Thou 
 
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 5 Thou art my daily bread ; 
 
 O Chrlft thou art my head ! 
 
 Motion, virtue, ftrength to me. 
 
 Me thy living member, flow ; 
 Nourifhed I, and fed by thee, 
 
 Up to thee in all things grow, 
 
 6 Prophet, fo me reveal 
 Thy Father’s perfeft will; 
 
 Never mortal fpake like thee, 
 
 Human prophet like divine : 
 
 Loud and ftrong their voices be, 
 
 Small, and ftill, and inward thin^J 
 
 7 On thee, my prieft, I call, 
 
 Thy blood atoned for all; 
 
 Still the Lamb as (lain appears, 
 
 Still thou ftandefl before the throne. 
 Ever offering up my prayers, 
 
 Thefe prefenting with thy own, 
 
 8 Jefti, thou art my King, 
 
 From thee my ftrength I bring ! 
 Shadowed by thy mighty hand. 
 
 Saviour who fhall pluck me thence? 
 Faith fupports : by faith I Hand, 
 
 Strong as thy omnipotence. 
 
 HYMN CI^XXXVJI. 
 
 1 A RISE, my foul, arife, 
 lx. Thy Saviour’s facrifice! 
 
 All the names that love could find. 
 
 All the forms that love could take, 
 Jefus in himfelf has joined. 
 
 Thee, rny foul, his own to make. 
 
 2 Equal with God mofl high, 
 
 He laid his glory by; 
 
 He 
 
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 He the eternal Cod was born, 
 
 Man with men he deigned to’ appear 
 
 Obje£t of his creature's fcotn, 
 
 Plcafed a fervant's form to wear. 
 
 3 Hail everlafling Lord, 
 
 Divine, incarnate word ! 
 
 Thee let all my powers confefs, 
 
 Thee my lateft breath proclaim : 
 
 Help, ye angel-choirs, to blefs, 
 
 Shout the loved Immanuel’s name! 
 
 4 Fruit of a virgin’s womb. 
 
 The promifed blefhng's come; 
 
 Chi ld, the Fathers’ hope of old, 
 
 Chnd, the woman’s conquering feed, 
 
 Chrid, the Saviour, long foretold, 
 
 Born to bruife the ierpent's head. 
 
 5 to thee I bow ! 
 
 The Almighty’s fellow thou ! 
 
 Thou, tlie Father's only Son ; 
 
 Pleafed he ever is in thee ; 
 
 Juft and holy thou alone, 
 
 full of grace and truth for me. - 
 
 6 High above every name, 
 
 Jefus, the great 1 am ! 
 
 Bows to Jdfus every knee. 
 
 Things in heaven, and eartli, and hell ; 
 
 Saints adore him, Demons flee. 
 
 Fiend, and men, and angels feel, 
 
 7 Fie left his throne above. 
 
 Emptied of all but love : 
 
 Whom the heavens cannot contain, 
 
 God vouchfafed a worm to’ appear, 
 
 I.ord of glory, Son of man, 
 
 Poor, and vile, and abjedh here. 
 
 8 His 
 
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 8 His own oT» earth he rcra|hf:, 
 His own 'received him not 
 Him a fign by ail.blaTp'h,emed, 
 Oulcad and defjsifed oT itien, 
 Him they all a madman deemed, 
 Bold to i'eoff the NazareJie. 
 
 g Hail Galilean King! 
 
 Thy humble date I fing ; 
 Never fhal! my triumphs end, 
 Hail, derided nrajefly ! 
 
 Jefus, haili the fanner's ffigfi'cl, 
 Friend of publicans and sHe ! 
 
 HYMN CBXXXVIII. 
 
 1 TNTO thy_ gracious hands I fall, 
 
 X And with the arms of faith embrace ! 
 
 O King oLglory, hear rny call! 
 
 O raife me, heal me, by thy grace ! 
 
 Nov/ righteous through thy wounds I am ; 
 
 No condemnation now 1 dread : 
 
 1 tafte falvation in thy name, 
 
 Alive in thee, my living-head ! 
 
 2 Still let thy wirdom be my guide, 
 
 Nor take thy light from me aw.a,y : 
 
 Still with me let thy grace abide, 
 
 That I from thee may never ftray ; 
 
 Let thy word “richly in me dwell ; 
 
 Thy peace and love my portion be : 
 
 My joy to’ endure and do thy will. 
 
 Till perfefl I am found in theci 
 
 3 Arm»me with ihy whole armour, Lord ; 
 
 Support my weakneis witli thy might, 
 
 Cifcl on my thigh ihy conquering fword, 
 
 And fhieid me in lire threatening fight • 
 
 F rom 
 
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 From faiih to faith, from grace to grace, 
 So in thy (Irength fhall I go on, 
 
 Till heaven and earth flee from thy face, 
 And glory end what grace begun. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIX. 
 
 ; T T APPY foul, who fees the day, 
 
 The glad day of gorpel-grace ! 
 Thee, my Lord, (thou then wilt lay) 
 Thee will 1 for ever frrailc. 
 
 Though thy wrath againft me burned, 
 Thou doft comfort me again ; 
 
 All thy wrath afide is turned. 
 
 Thou hafl blotted out my fin. 
 
 2 Me, behold! thy mercy fpares, 
 
 Jefus my lalvation is, 
 
 Hence my doubts! away my fears! 
 
 Jefus is become my peace, 
 
 Jan, Jehovah is my Lord, 
 
 Ever merciful and juft, 
 
 I will lean upon his word, 
 
 1 will on his promife trufL 
 
 3 Strong I am, for he is ftrong, 
 
 Juft in right eoufnefs divine; 
 
 He is my triumphal fong, 
 
 All lie has, and is, is mine. 
 
 Mine; and your's whoe’er believe; 
 
 On his name, whoe’er fhall call. 
 Freely fhall his grace receive; 
 
 He is full of grace for all. 
 
 4 Therefore (hall ye draw with joy. 
 
 Water from falvation’s well; 
 
 Praife fhall your glad tongues employ. 
 While his dreaming grace ye (eel. 
 
 Each 
 
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 Each to each, y^. then fhall fay, 
 
 Sinners, call upon his name; 
 
 O rejoice to lee his day I 
 
 See it, and his praile proclaim. 
 
 5 Glory to his name belongs ! 
 
 Great, and marvellous, and high ! 
 
 Sing unto the Lord your fongs, 
 
 Cry, to every nation cry ! 
 
 Wonderous things the Lord hath done ; 
 
 Excellent his name we find ; 
 
 This to all mankind is known ; 
 
 Be it known to all mankind ; 
 
 6 Sion, fhout thy Lord and King, 
 
 Ifrael’s holy one is he ! 
 
 Give him thanks, rejoice, and fing, 
 
 Great he is, arid dwells in thee, 
 
 O the grace unfearchable ! 
 
 While eternal ages roll, 
 
 God delights in man to dwell, 
 
 Soul of each believing foul. 
 
 HYMN CXG. 
 
 t /^^What fhall I do My Saviour to praife! 
 
 V_r So faithful and true, So plenteous in grace! 
 So flrong to deliver, So good to redeem, 
 
 The weakefl believer That hangs upon liun! 
 
 2 How happy the man Whofe heart is fet free. 
 The people that can Be joyful iri thee ! 
 
 Their joy is to walk in The light of thy face, 
 And Itill they are talking Of Jefus’s grace. 
 
 g Their daily delight Shall be in thy name, 
 
 They fhall as their right Thy righteoufnefs claim; 
 ‘Thy righteoufnefs wearing. And cleanfed by thy 
 blood. 
 
 Bold fhall they appear in The prefence of God. 
 
 4 For 
 
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 4 For thou art their boaft, Their glory, and power; 
 And I aUo truR To fee the glad liour, 
 
 My foul’s new creation, A life' from the dead, 
 
 The day of falvation, That lifts up my head. 
 
 5 For Jefus my Lord Is now my defence ; 
 
 J truft in his word, None plucks me from thence ; 
 Since I have found favour, He all things will do : 
 My King and my Saviour Shall make me anew. 
 
 6 Yes, Lord, I fhall fee The blifs of thine own. 
 
 Thy fecret to me Shall (oon be made known ; 
 
 For forrow and fadnefs 1 joy fhall receive. 
 
 And (hare m the gladnefs 01 ' all that believe, 
 
 HYMN CXCI. 
 
 1 Heavenly King, Look down from above ! 
 Affift us to fing Thy mercy and love : 
 
 So fweetly o’erflowing. So plenteous the flore, 
 Thou dill art bellowing. And giving us more, 
 
 2 O God of our life. We hallow thy name I 
 Our bufinefs and Itrite Is thee to prochiim ; 
 Accept our thankfgiving Foi creating grace ; 
 
 The living, the living Shall drew forth thy praife. 
 
 3 Our Father and Lord, Almighty art thou : 
 Preferved by thy word, We worfhip thee now, 
 The bountilul donor Of all we enjoy ! 
 
 Our tonguestothine honour, ,\ndliveswecmjiloy. 
 
 4 But O! above all, Thy'kindnefs we praife, 
 
 From fin and from thrall Which laves the lod race; 
 Thy Son thou had given A world to ledeem. 
 And bring us to heaven, Whole trull.is in him. 
 
 5 Wherefore of thy love We fingrand rejoice, 
 With angels above We lift, up.our voice ; 
 
 Thy love each'believer.Shall gl,adlv’ adore, 
 
 For ever and ever, When-tfme ts no more. 
 
 R 2 HYMN 
 
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 H V M N CXCll. 
 
 1 TV/JY Father, my God, I long for thy love, 
 
 J VX O filed it abroad ! Send Chrift from above; 
 My heart ever fainting, He only can cheer; 
 And all things are wanting, Till Jefus is here. 
 
 2 O when (hall my tongue Be filled with thypraife j 
 While all the day long I publifii thy grace, 
 
 Thy honour and glory To finners forth fhew, 
 Till Tinners adore thee, And own thou art true. 
 
 3 Thy flrength and thy power I now can proclaim, 
 Preferved every hour. Through Jefus’s name i 
 For thou art ftill by me, And holdefi my hand, 
 No ill can come nigh me. By faith while I (land. 
 
 4 My God is my guide ; Thy mercies abound, 
 
 On every fide They compafs me round; 
 
 Thou faveftmefrom ficknefs, from fin do ft retrieve. 
 And ftrengthen my weaknefs, Andbidme believe, 
 
 5 Thou holdeft my foul In fpiritual life, 
 
 My foes doft control, And quiet their ftrife; 
 Thou ruleft my pafGon, My pride and felf-will, 
 To fee thy falvation Thou bidft: me—-Stand ftill J 
 
 6 I Hand and admire Thine out-ftretched arm, 
 
 I walk through the fire, And fuffer no harm ; 
 AlTaulted by evil, I fcorn to fubmit. 
 
 The world and the devil Fall under my feet, 
 
 y I wrcftle not now, But trample on fin, 
 
 For with me art thou. And malt be within ; 
 "While ftronger and ftronger, In Jefus’s power, 
 
 I go on to conquer, Till fin is no more. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 K Y M N CXGIII. 
 
 A nd can it be, that I fhould gain 
 
 An intdineft in the Saviour^s blood ? 
 Died he ter me, who caufed his pain ! 
 
 For me ! who him to death purfucd; 
 Amazing love! how can it be. 
 
 That thou, my God, ihouldeft die for me ? 
 
 * 'Tis myftcry all: the immortal dies ! 
 
 Who can explore his ftrange ddign ? 
 
 In vain the firR-born feraph tiics 
 To found the depths of love divine : 
 
 •Tis mercy all f let earth adore ; 
 
 Let angcUminds inquire no more. 
 
 3 He left his Father’s throne above, 
 
 (So free, fo infinite his grace I) 
 
 Emptied himfelf of all but love, 
 
 And bled for Adam’s helplels race : 
 
 ’Tis mercy all, immenfe and free. 
 
 For, O my God, it found out me! 
 
 4 Long my imprifon^d ^irit lay, 
 
 Fall bound in fin and natuTe’s night: 
 
 Thine eyediffufed a quickening ray ; 
 
 I woke ; the dungeon flamed with light I 
 My chains fell .off, my heart was free, 
 
 I rofe, went forth, and followed thee. 
 
 5 No condemnation now I dread, 
 
 Jcfus, and all in him, is mine i 
 Alive in him, my living head. 
 
 Arid clothed in rightioufnefs divine, 
 
 Bold I approach th^ eternal throne. 
 
 And claim the crown through Chrift my own. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CXCIV. 
 
 1 \ RISE, my foul, arife, 
 
 Xx. Shake off thy guilty fears; 
 
 The bleeding Sacrifice 
 
 In my behalf appears j 
 Before the throne my furcty Hands} 
 
 My name is written on bi§ hands. 
 
 2 He ever lives above 
 
 For me to intercede; 
 
 H is all-fedeeming love. 
 
 His precious blood to plead s 
 His blood atoned for all our race^ 
 
 And fprinkles now the throne of grace. 
 
 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears. 
 
 Received on Calvary; 
 
 They pour elFeftuai prayers, 
 
 They ftrongly fpeak for me i 
 Forgive him, O forgive, they cry t 
 Nor Jet that ranfom^d fmner die, 
 
 4 The Father hears him pray, 
 
 His dear anointed One j 
 He cannot turn away 
 The prefence of his Son : 
 
 His fpirit anfwers to the bloody 
 And tells me I am born of God. 
 
 5 My God is reconciled, 
 
 His pardoning voice I hear; 
 
 He owns me for' his child, 
 
 I can ho longer fear : 
 
 'With confidence I now di'aw nigh, 
 
 And Father, Abba Father cry ! 
 
 HYMN CXCV, 
 
 1 LORY to God, whofe fovereign grace 
 xJF Hath animated fenfelefs Hones ; 
 Called us to Hand before his face. 
 
 And railed us into Abraham’s fons. 
 
 2 The 
 
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 a The people that in darknefs lay. 
 
 In fin and error’s deadly (hade, 
 
 Have feen a glorious gofpel-day, 
 
 In Jefu’s lovely face uiTplaydd, 
 
 3 Thou only, Lord, the work haft done. 
 
 And bar^d thine arm in all our fight, 
 
 Haft made the reprobates thine own, 
 
 And claimed the out-cafts as thy right, 
 
 4 Thy fingle arm, almighty Lord, 
 
 To us the great falvation brought; 
 
 Thy word, thy all-creating word, 
 
 That fpakc at firft the world from nought, 
 
 5 For this the faints lift up their voice, 
 
 And ceafelefs praife to thee is given; 
 
 For this the hofts above rejoice. 
 
 We raife the happinefs of heaven, 
 
 6 For this, (no longer fons of night) 
 
 To thee our thankful hearts we give ! 
 
 To thee, who called us into light; 
 
 To thee we die, to thee we live, 
 
 7 Suffice that for the feafon paft 
 
 Hell’s horrid language filled our tongues; 
 
 We all thy words‘behind us call. 
 
 And lewdly fang the drunkard’s fangs, 
 
 8 But O the power of grace divine! 
 
 In hymns we now our voices raife ; 
 
 Loudly in ftrange hofannas join. 
 
 And blafphemies are turned to praife ! 
 
 HYMN CXCVI. 
 
 i will Jing with the Spirit, I will fing with the Under* 
 Jlanding alfo. i Cor. xiv 15. 
 
 t TESUS, thou foul of all our joys, 
 
 J For whom we now life up our voice. 
 
 And all our ftrength exert; 
 
 Vouchfafe 
 
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 VouchfaFe the grace we humbly claim ; 
 Compofe into a thankful (rame, 
 
 And tune thy people’s heart. 
 
 s While in the Iieavenly work we join, 
 Thy glory be our whole defign, 
 
 Thy glory, not our own ; 
 
 Still let us keep our end in view, 
 
 And dill the pleafing tafk purfuc, 
 
 To plcafe our God alone. 
 
 3 The fecret pride, the fubtle fin, 
 
 O let It never more deal in, 
 
 J o’offend thy glorious eyes ! 
 
 To defecrate our hallowed drain, 
 
 And make our folcinn fervice vain, 
 
 And mar our facnfice. 
 
 4 To magnify thyawful name, 
 
 To fpread the honours of the Lamb, 
 
 Let us our voices raife ; 
 
 Our fouls and bodies’ powers unite, 
 Rcgardlcfs of our own delight, 
 
 And dead to human praiie. 
 
 5 Still let us on our guard be found, 
 
 And watch againft the power of found, 
 
 With facred jealoufy ; 
 
 Led haply fenfe dioulddamp our zeal, 
 And mufic's charms bewitch, and deal 
 Our heart avvay from thee. 
 
 6 That hurrying drife far.oJf remove. 
 That noify burd of felfiJh love. 
 
 Which fwells the formal fong; 
 
 The joy from out our heart arife, 
 
 And fpeak, and fparklo in our eyes, 
 And vibrate en our tongue. 
 
 y Then let us praife our common Lord, 
 And fweetly join with one accord 
 
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 Thy goodnefsto proclaim! 
 
 Jcfus, tnyfclf in us reveal, 
 
 And all our faculties lhall feel 
 Thy liarmonizing name. 
 
 8 Wilh calmly-reverential joy, 
 
 O let us all our lives employ 
 In fetting forth thy love! 
 
 And ralfc in death our triumph higher. 
 And fing, with all the heavenly choir, 
 That endlefs fang above. 
 
 H y M ’N CXCVII. 
 
 1 A/fY God, I am thine; What a comfort divine, 
 IVi. 'What a blcffing to knowthatmy Jcfus is 
 
 mine! 
 
 In the heavenly Lamb Thrice happy I am, 
 
 And my heart it doth dance at the found of his 
 name. 
 
 2 True pleafures abound Jn the rapturous found : 
 And whoever hath found it, hath paradife found. 
 My Jefus to know. And feel his blood flow, 
 
 ’Tis life everlalling, 'tis heaven below 1 
 
 3 Yet onward I hafle To the heavenly feafl; 
 That, that is the fulnefs; but this is the tafle : 
 And this I fhall prove, Till with joy I remove 
 To, the heaven of heavens in jefus’s love. 
 
 HYMN CXCVIII. 
 
 1 T Z THAT am I, O thou glorious God ! 
 
 VV And what my Father’s houfe to thee ? 
 That thou fuch mercies hall bellowed 
 On me, the vileft reptile me ! 
 
 I take the blefiings from above. 
 
 And wonder at thy boundlefs love. 
 
 2 Me 
 
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 2 Me in my blood thy love paffed by, 
 
 And ftopped my ruin to retrieve : 
 
 Wept o’er my Toul thy pitying eye; 
 
 Thy bowels yearned and founded ” Live !” 
 Dying, 1 heard the welcome found, 
 
 And pardon in thy mercy found. 
 
 3 Honour, and might, and thanks, and praife, 
 
 I render to my pardoning God ! 
 
 Extol the riches of thy grace, 
 
 And fpread thy faving name abroad; 
 
 That only name to Tinners given, 
 
 Which lifts poor, dying worms to heaven. 
 
 4 Jefus, I biefs thy gracious power, 
 
 And all within me fhouts thy name; 
 
 Thy name let every foul adore, 
 
 Thy power let every tongue proclaim : 
 
 Thy grace let every Tinner know, 
 
 And find with me their heaven below. 
 
 HYMN CXCIX. 
 
 1 T ESUS is our common Lord, 
 
 J He our loving Saviour is ; 
 
 By his death to life reftored, 
 
 Mifery we exchange for blifs. 
 
 2 Blifs by carnal minds unknown ; 
 
 O ’tis more than tongue can tell! 
 
 Only to believers known, 
 
 Glorious and unfpeakable! 
 
 3 Chrift our brother and pur friend 
 
 Shews us his eternal love: 
 
 Never fhall our triumphs end. 
 
 Till we tak6 our feats above; 
 
 4 Let us walk with him in white ! 
 
 For our bridal-day prepare, 
 
 For our partnerfhip in light, 
 
 For our glorious meeting there! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CC, 
 
 X /^OME, let us who in Chrift, believe 
 Our common Saviour praife; 
 
 To him, with joyful voices give, 
 
 The glory of his grace. 
 
 2 He now ftands knocking at the door 
 Of every Tinner’s heart: 
 
 Th " ' ' ’ ' out no more, 
 
 3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice, 
 
 Yield to be faved from fin : 
 
 In fure and certain Hope rejoice. 
 
 That thou wilt enter in. 
 
 4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly gueft. 
 
 Nor ever hence remove ; 
 
 But lup with us, and let the feaft 
 Be cverlafting love. 
 
 HYMN CCI, 
 
 * X HOU hidden fource of calm repofe, 
 
 i Thou all fufficient love divine ; 
 My help and refuge from my foes. 
 
 Secure I am, if thou art mine : 
 
 And lo ! from fin, and grief, and fhame, 
 
 I hide me, Jefus, in thy name, 
 
 2 Thy mighty name falvation is. 
 
 And keeps my happy foul above ; 
 Comfort it brings, ancl power, and peace, 
 And joy, and evertafting love: 
 
 To me with thy dear name are given 
 Pardon, and holinefs, and heaven. 
 
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 3 Jefu, my all in all thou art, 
 
 My reft in (oil, my cafe ia pain; 
 
 The medicine of my broken heart, 
 
 In war, my,peace, in lofs, my gain ; 
 
 My fmtle beneath the tyrant’s frown, 
 
 In'ftiame, my glory and my crown, 
 
 4 In want, my plentiful fupply, 
 
 In weakttels, mv almighty power: 
 
 In bonds, my perfeft liberty, 
 
 My light in Satan’s darkeft hour ; 
 
 In grief, my joy unlpeakable, 
 
 My life in death, my heaven in hell, 
 
 HYMN ecu. 
 
 1 '’TPHEE will I love, my ftrength, my tower, 
 
 JL Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, 
 Thee will I love with all my power, 
 
 In all my works, and thee alone ; 
 
 Thee will I love, till the pure hre 
 Fill my whole foul with chafte delirc, 
 
 2 Ah ! why did I fo late thee know, 
 
 Thee, lovelier than the fons of men? 
 
 Ah ! why did I no looner go 
 To thee, the only ea(e in pain? 
 
 Afhamcd 1 hgh, and inly mourn, 
 
 That I fo late to thee did turn. 
 
 3 In darknefs willingly I ftrayed ; 
 
 I fought thee, yet from thee I roved ; 
 
 Far wide my wandering thoughts were fpread, 
 Thy creatures more than thee I loved ; 
 
 And now if more at length I fee, 
 
 ’Tis tlirough thy light, and comes from thee, 
 
 4 I tliank thee, uncreated Sun, 
 
 That thy blight beams on have mcfhir.cd, 
 
 I thank thefe, who haft overthrown 
 
 My foes, and healed my wounded mind. 
 
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 I thank thee, whofe enlivening voice 
 Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 
 
 5 Uphold me in the doubtful race, 
 
 Nor fuffer me again to ftray ; 
 
 Strengthen my feet with Heady pace, 
 
 Still to prefs forward in thy way ; 
 
 My foul and flelh, O Lord of mighti 
 Fill, fatiate with thy heavenly light. 
 
 6 CiveMo mine eyes refrelhing tears, 
 
 Give to my heart chafte, hallowed fires, 
 
 Give to my foul, with filial fears, 
 
 The love that all heaven’s hoft infpires; 
 
 That all my powers, with all their might, 
 
 In thy foie glory may unite. 
 
 7 Thee will 1 love, my joy, my crown. 
 
 Thee will I love, my Lord, my God, 
 
 Thee will 1 love beneath thy frown, 
 
 Or fmile thy feeptre or thy lod , 
 
 What though my llefh and heart decay ? 
 
 Thee fhall f love in endlefs day 1 
 
 HYMN CCIII. 
 
 1 T ET all men rejoice, By Jefus reflored: 
 
 We lift up our voice. And call him ourLord; 
 His joy is to blefs us. And free us from thrall, 
 From all that opprefs us, He refeues us all. 
 
 2 Him Prophet, and King, AndPriefl we proclaim; 
 We triumph, and fing Of jefus’s name ; 
 
 Poor idiots he teaches To Ihew forth his praife, 
 And tell of the riches Of Jefus's grace. 
 
 3 No matter how dull The fcholar wliom he 
 Takes into his fcliool. And gives him to fee : 
 
 A vyonderfuUafhion Of teaching he hath. 
 
 And wife to falvation He makes us through faith, 
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 4 The wayfaring men, Though fools, fhall not fl:ray; 
 His method fo plain, So eafy his way; 
 
 The fimpleft believer His promife may prove, 
 And drink of the river Of Jefus’s love. 
 
 5 Poor outcaffs of men, Whofe fouls were defpifed, 
 And left with difdain, By Jefus are prized ; 
 
 His gracious creation, In us he makes known. 
 And brings us falvation, And calls us his own. 
 
 HYMN CCIV. 
 
 1 TV /T V brethren beloved, Your calling ye fee ; 
 IVJL In jefus approved, No goodnefs have we: 
 No riches or merit. No wifdom or might, 
 
 But all things inherit. Through Jelus’s right. 
 
 2 Yet not many wife His fummons obey, 
 
 And great ones defpife So vulgar a way: 
 
 And ffrong ones rA’ill nevetTheirhelplerTnefsown, 
 Or ftoop to find favour. Through mercy alone. 
 
 3 And therefore our God The outcafls hath chofe, 
 His righteoufnefs fhewe.d To heathens like us: 
 When wife ones rejefted His offers of grace, 
 
 His goodnefs defied The foolifh and bafe. 
 
 4 To baffle the wife, And noble, and flrong, 
 
 He bade us arife, An impotent throng: 
 
 Poor ignorant wretches, We gladly embrace 
 A Prophet that teaches Salvation by grace. 
 
 5 The things that were not, His mercy bids live : 
 His mercy unbought We freely, receive ; 
 
 His gracious compaffion We thankfully prove, 
 And. all our falvation Afcribe to his love. 
 
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 HYMN CCV. 
 
 1 'ALK with us, Lord, thyfelf reveal, 
 X While here o’er earth we rove . 
 
 Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 
 The kindling of thy love. 
 
 2 With thee converfing we forget 
 
 All lime, and toil, and care : 
 
 Labour is reft, and pain is fwect. 
 
 If thou, my God, art here. 
 
 3 Here then, my God, vouchfafe to ftay. 
 
 And bid my heart rejoice ■, 
 
 My bounding heart fhall own thy (way, 
 -And echo to thy voice. 
 
 4 Thou calleft me to feek thy face : 
 
 'Tis all, I wilh to feek . 
 
 To’attend the whifpers of thy grace, 
 And hear thee inly fpeak. 
 
 5 Let this, my every hour employ, 
 
 Till I thy glory fee! 
 
 Enter into my Mafter’sjoy, 
 
 And find my heaven in thee. 
 
 HYMN CCVI. 
 
 1 LORIOUS Saviour of my foul, 
 
 Vj" I lift it up to thee ; 
 
 Thou haft made the finner whole, 
 
 Haft fet the captive free; 
 d hou my debt of death haft paid; 
 
 1 hou haft railed me from my fall; 
 
 'I hou haft an atonement made ; 
 
 My Saviour died for all. 
 
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 2 What 
 
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 £ What could my Redeemer move 
 To leave his Father’s bread ? 
 Pity drew him from above, 
 
 And v/oold not let him reft; 
 Swift to fuccour finking man, 
 Sinking into endlefs woe, 
 
 Jefus to Our refcue ran, 
 
 And God appeared below. 
 
 3 God, in thi$ daik vale of tears 
 
 A man of griefs was feen; 
 
 Here for three and thirty years 
 He dwelt with fmful men. 
 
 Did they know the Deity ! 
 
 Did they own him, who he was? 
 See the friend of finners, fee i 
 He hangs on yonder crofs ! 
 
 4 Who hath done the direful deed, 
 
 Hath crucified my God? 
 
 Curfe IS on his guilty head. 
 
 Who fpilt that precious blood : 
 "Worthy is the wretch to die ; 
 
 Self-condemned, alas, is he !— 
 
 I have fold my Saviour; 1 
 Have nailed him to the tree. 
 
 5 Yet thy wrath I cannot fear, 
 
 Thou gentle, bleeding Lamb ! 
 By thy judgment I am clear ; 
 
 Healed by thy ftripes I am : 
 Thou for me a curfe waft made. 
 That I might in thee be blefl: 
 Thou haft my full ranfom paid, 
 And in thy wounds 1 reft. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCVir. 
 
 1 T NFINITE, unexhaufled Love ! 
 
 Jl Jefus and love are one ; 
 
 If ftill to me thy bowels move, 
 
 They are reftrained to none. 
 
 2 What fliall I do my God to love! 
 
 My loving God to praife ? 
 
 The length, and breadth, and height to prove, 
 And depth of fovereign grace P 
 
 3 Thy fovereign grace to all extends, 
 
 Immenfe and unconfined : 
 
 From age to age it never ends. 
 
 It reaches all mankind. 
 
 4 Throughout the world its breadth is known; 
 
 Wide as infinity ! 
 
 So wide, it never palled by one, 
 
 Or it had palled by me. 
 
 5 My Irefpafs was grown up to heaven: 
 
 But far above the Ikies, 
 
 In Chri-ll abundantly forgiven, 
 
 I fee thy mercies rife 1 
 
 6 The depth of all-redecmirg love 
 
 What angel-tongue can tell ? 
 
 O may I to the utmoft prove 
 The gift unfpeakable ! 
 
 7 Deeper than hell, It plucked me thence, 
 
 Deeper than inbred fin ; 
 
 Jefus's love my heart fhall cleanfe. 
 
 When Jefus enteis in. 
 
 8 Come quickly, gracious Lord, and take 
 
 Po-fTelfion of thine own I 
 My longing heart vouchfafe to make 
 Thine everlalling throne! 
 
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 9 Affert thy claim, maintain thy rights 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 
 And fink me to perfeftion’s height. 
 The depth of humble love. 
 
 HYMN CCVIII. 
 
 s TESUS, to thee I now can fly, 
 
 I On whom my help is laid : 
 Opprefl by fms, I lift my eye, 
 
 And fee the feadow fade. 
 
 2 Soon as I find myfelf forfook, 
 
 The grace again is given; 
 
 A figh can reach thy heart, a look 
 Can bring thee down from heaven ! 
 
 3 Believing on my Lord, 1 find 
 
 A fure and. prefent aid : 
 
 On thee alone my conflanl mind 
 s. Is ev^ry moment flayed. 
 
 4 Vsfhate’er in me feems wife, or good. 
 
 Or flroeg, I here difeUim : 
 
 I wafh my garments m the blood 
 Of the atoning Lamb. 
 
 5 Jefus, my flrength, my life, my reft. 
 
 On thee will I depend, 
 
 Till fupimoned to.the marriage feaff,. 
 When faith in fight Ihall end. 
 
 HYMN CCIX. 
 
 1 OEE, how great a flame afpires, 
 
 O Kindled by a fpark of grace ! 
 Jefu’s love the nations fires, 
 
 Sets the kingdoms on a blaze. 
 
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 To bring fire on earth he came ; 
 
 Kindled in fomc hearts it is; 
 
 O that all might catch the flame, 
 
 All partake the glorious blifs ! 
 
 2 When he firft the work begun. 
 
 Small and feeble was his day : 
 
 Now the word doth fwiftly run, 
 
 Now it wins its widening way. 
 
 M ore and more it fpreads, aod grows, 
 Ever mighty to prevail; 
 
 Sin’s ftrong.holds it now o’erthrows, 
 Shakes tne trembling gates of hell. 
 
 3 Sons of God, your Saviour praiTe ! 
 
 He the door hath opened wide; 
 
 He hath given the word of grace, 
 
 Jefu’s word is glorified, 
 
 Jcfus mighty to redeem, 
 
 He alone the work hath wrought; 
 Worthy IS the woik of him. 
 
 Him who fpake a world from nought, 
 
 4 Saw ye not the cloud arife, 
 
 Little as a human hand I* 
 
 Now it Ipreads along the fkies, 
 
 Hangs o'er all the thirfly land I 
 Lo ! the promife of a fhower 
 Drops alieady from above ; 
 
 But the Lord will fhorlly pour 
 All the Ipirit of his love i- 
 
 HYMN eex. 
 
 A ll thanks he to Cod, 
 
 Who fcatters abroad. 
 
 Throughout every place, 
 
 By the lead of his fctvaius, his favoux of grace I 
 
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 Who the viftory gave. 
 
 The praife let him have, 
 
 For (he work he hath done ; 
 
 All honour and glory to Jefus alone! 
 
 2 Our conquering Lo-rd 
 Hath profpered his word, 
 
 Hath made it prevail; 
 
 And mightily fhaken the kingdom of hell. 
 
 His arm he hath bared. 
 
 And a people prepared 
 His glory to fhow ; 
 
 And v/itnefs the power of his paffion below. 
 
 3 He hath opened a door 
 To the penitent poor, 
 
 And refeued from fin. 
 
 And admitted the harlots and publicans in. 
 They have heard the glad found, 
 
 They have liberty found, 
 
 Through the blood of the Lamb ; 
 
 And plentiful pardon in Jefus’s name. 
 
 4 And (hall we not fin'g 
 Our Saviour and King? 
 
 Thy witneffes we 
 
 With rapture aferibe our falvation to thee. 
 Thouj Jefus, haft blelTed. 
 
 And believers increafed, 
 
 Who thankfully own, 
 
 We are freely forgiven through mercy alone, 
 
 5 His fpirit revives 
 His work in our lives, 
 
 His wonders of grace, 
 
 So mightily wrought in the primitive days. 
 
 O that all men might know 
 H IS tokens below ! 
 
 Our Saviour confefs, 
 
 And embrace the glad tidings of pardon and peace! 
 
 6 Thou 
 
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 Thou Saviour of all, 
 
 EfFeftually call 
 The finners that flray : 
 
 And O let a nation be born in a day ! 
 
 Thy fign let them fee, 
 
 And flow unto thee 
 For the oil and the wine, 
 
 For the blifsful alTurance of favour divine. 
 
 7 Our heathenifh land, 
 
 Beneath thy command, 
 
 In mercy receive. 
 
 And make us a pattern to all that bcliev'e : 
 Then, then let u fpread,- 
 Thy knowledge and dread. 
 
 Till the earth is o’erflowed, 
 
 And the univerfe filldd with the glory of God. 
 
 HYMN CCXI. 
 
 1 A LL glory to God in the Iky, 
 
 And peace upon earth be reflored! 
 O Jefus exalted on high, 
 
 Appear our omnipotent Lord ! 
 
 "Who meanly in Bethlehem born, 
 
 Didft (loop to redeem a loft race, 
 
 Once more to thy creatures return, 
 
 And reign in thy kingdom of grace. 
 
 2 When thou in our flelh didft appear, 
 
 All nature ackndv.'ledged thy oirth ; 
 Arofe the acceptable year, 
 
 And heaven was opened on earth; 
 Receiving its Lord from above, 
 
 The world was united to blefs 
 The giver of concord and love, 
 
 The piince and the author of peace. 
 
 3 O wouldefl 
 
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 3 O wouldefl iViou again he made known ! 
 
 Again in the fpint defcend ; 
 
 And fet up in each of thine own, 
 
 A kingdom that never fhall end. 
 
 Thou only art able to biefs, 
 
 And make the glad nations obey. 
 
 And bid the dire enmity ceafe, 
 
 And bow the whole world to thy fway. 
 
 4 Come then to thy fervants again. 
 
 Who long thy appearing to know; 
 
 Thy quiet and peaceable reign 
 In mercy eftablifti below ; 
 
 All forrow before thee fhall fly, 
 
 And anger and hatred be o’er, 
 
 And envy and malice lhall die, 
 
 And dikord us no more. 
 
 3 No horrid alarum of war 
 
 Shall break our eternal repofe : 
 
 No found of the trumpet is there. 
 
 Where jefus^ fpirit o’erflows: 
 Appeafed by the charms of thy grace, 
 
 We all fhall in amity join, 
 
 And kindly each other embrace, 
 
 And love with a paffion like thine. 
 
 HYMN CCXII. 
 
 i TV yfEET and right it is to fing, 
 i-Vl. In tviry time and place. 
 Glory to the heavenly king. 
 
 The God of truth and grace; 
 Join we then with fweet accord. 
 All in one thankfgiving join ; 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 
 Eternal praife be thiiie I 
 
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 2 Thee Ike firft-born fons of light. 
 
 In choral fymphomes, 
 
 Praife by day, day without night, 
 
 And never, never ceafe ; 
 
 Angels and archangels all 
 
 Praife the myftic tlirce in one; 
 
 Sing, and "flop, and gaze, and fall 
 O'erwhelmed before thy throne ! 
 
 3 Vying with that happy choir 
 
 Who chaunt thy praife above, 
 
 We on eagles’ wings afpire, 
 
 The wings of faith and love: 
 
 Thee they nng with glory crowned ; 
 
 We extol the flaughtered Lamb , 
 Lower if our voices found, 
 
 Our fubjcft is the fame. 
 
 4 Father, Cod, thy love we praife, 
 
 Which gave thy Son to die; 
 
 Jefus, full of truth and grace, 
 
 Alike we glorify ; 
 
 Spirit, Comforter divine, 
 
 Praife by all to thee be given : 
 
 Till we in full chorus join. 
 
 And earth is turned to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCXIII. 
 
 1 T TOW happy gracious Lord are we ! 
 Xl Divinely drawn to follow thee; 
 
 Whofe hours divided are 
 Betwixt the mount and multitude: 
 
 Our day Is fpent in doing good ; 
 
 Our night in praife and prayer, 
 
 2 With us no melancholy void, 
 
 No period lingers unemployed, 
 
 Or unimproved below; 
 
 Our weatdnefs of life is gone, 
 
 Who live to ferve our God alone, 
 
 And only thse to know. 
 
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 3 The winter’s night, and fummer’s day, 
 
 Glide imperceptibly away, 
 
 Too fhort to ling thy praife ; 
 
 Too few we find the happy hours, 
 
 And hade to join thofe heavenly powers. 
 
 In everlafling lays. 
 
 4j With all who chaunt thy name On high, 
 
 And holy, holy, holy cry, 
 
 A bright harmonious tlirong, 
 
 We long thy praifes to repeat, 
 
 And refllefs fing around thy fca't 
 The new, eternal fOng. 
 
 HYMN CCXIV. 
 
 1 "T^THEN I fra el out ofF.gypi came, 
 
 V V And left the proud opprctfor's land, 
 Supported by the great I Am, 
 
 Safe in the hollow of his hand ; 
 
 The Lord in Ifrael-reigned alone. 
 
 And Judah was his favourite throne. 
 
 it The fea beheld his pow^r and fled, 
 
 Difparted by the wonderous rod; 
 
 Jordan ran backward to his head, 
 
 And Sinai felt the incumbent Cod; 
 
 The mountains fkipped like frighted rams, 
 The hills leaped after them as lambs ! 
 
 g What aildd- thee, O thou trembling fea ! 
 What horror turned the river back P 
 Was nature’s God difpleafed with chee? 
 
 And why fhould hiHs or mountains fhake ? 
 Ye mountains huge, that fkipped like rams ? 
 Ye hills, th^t leaped as frighted lambs J 
 
 4 Earth, tremble on, ytifh all thy fans, 
 
 In prefence of thy awful Lord ! 
 
 Whofe power inverted nature owns, 
 
 Her only law his fovereigrv word • 
 
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 He fhakes the centre with his rod, 
 
 And heaven bows down to Jacob’s God. 
 
 5 Creation varied by his hand, 
 
 The omnipotent Jehovah knows! 
 
 The fea is turned to folid land, 
 
 The rock into a fountain flows ; 
 
 And all things as they change proclaim. 
 The Lord eternally the fame. 
 
 HYMN eeXV. 
 
 1 T'LL praife my Maker while I’ve breath, 
 X And when my voice is loft in death, 
 
 Praife fhall employ my nobler powers: 
 My days of praife (hall ne’er be paft. 
 
 While life, and thought, and being laft, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 2 Happy the man whofe hopes rely 
 On Ifiael’sGod ; he made the (ky. 
 
 And earth, and feas, with all their train ; 
 His truth for ever ftands fecure ! 
 
 He faves the oppreft, he feeds the poor, 
 And none fhall find his promife vain, 
 
 3 The Lord pours eye-fight on the blind, 
 
 The Lord fupports the fainting mind ; 
 
 He fends the labouring confcience peace, 
 He helps the ftranger in diftreds, 
 
 The widow and the fatherlefs. 
 
 And grants the prifoner fweet releafe. 
 
 4 I’ll praife him while he lends me breath, 
 And when my voice is loft in death, 
 
 Praife fhall employ my nobler powers; 
 My days of praife fhall ne’er be paft. 
 
 While life, and thought, and being laft, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
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 HYMN CCXVI. 
 
 i "pRAISE ye the Lord! ’tis good to raife 
 X Your hearts and voices in his praife : 
 
 His nature and his works invite, 
 
 To make this duty our delight. 
 
 8 He formed the ftars, thofe heavenly flames: 
 
 He counts their numbers, calls their names; 
 
 His wifdom’s vaft, and knows no bound, 
 
 A deep, where all our thoughts are drowned! 
 
 3 Sing to the Lord; exalt him high, 
 
 Who fpreads his cloud around the (ky i 
 There be prepares the fruitful rain. 
 
 Nor lets the arops defeend in vain. 
 
 4 He makes the grafs the hills adorn, 
 
 And clothes the fmiling fields with corn: 
 
 The beafts with food his hands fuppJy, 
 
 And the young ravens when they cry, 
 
 5 What is the creature’s fkill or force. 
 
 The fpnghily man, or warlike horfe ? 
 
 The piercing wd, the aflive hoab, 
 
 Ail are too mean delights for him. 
 
 6 But faints are lovely in his fight, 
 
 .He views his children with delight ! 
 
 He fees their hope, he knows their fear; 
 
 And looks, and loves his image there. 
 
 HYMN eeXVIL 
 
 1 TERMAL Wildom, ihes v/e praife, 
 j 7 -< Thee the creation I'lngs : 
 
 Wiih thy loud name, rocks, hills, and feas, 
 
 And heaven’s high palace rings. 
 
 2 Thy 
 
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 2 Tliy hand, how \vidc it fpreads the ihy; 
 
 How glorious lo behold ! 
 
 Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, 
 
 And flailed with fparkling gold. 
 
 3 There thou haflbid the globes of light 
 
 Their cndlefs circles run; 
 
 There the pale planet rules the night: 
 The day obeys the fun. 
 
 4 If down I turn my wandering eyes, 
 
 On clouds and florms below ; 
 
 Thofe under-regions of the fkies 
 Thy numerous glories fliow. 
 
 5 The noify winds (land ready there, 
 
 Thy wonders to obey : 
 
 With founding wings they fweep the air, 
 To make thy chariot way. 
 
 6 There like a trumpet, loud and fliong, 
 
 Thy thunder (hakes our coafl : 
 
 While the red lightnings wave along, 
 The banners of thy hod. 
 
 j? On the thin air, without a prop, 
 
 Hang fruitful fhowers around : 
 
 At thy command they fink, and drop 
 Their fatnefs on the ground. 
 
 8 Lo ! here thy wondcrous fkill arrays 
 
 The earth in cheerful green! 
 
 A tho'ufand herbs thy art difplays, 
 
 A thoufand flowers between. 
 
 9 There the rough mountains of the deep 
 
 Obey thy flrong command; 
 
 Thy breath can raife the billows deep, 
 .Or fink them to the fand. 
 
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 10 Thy 
 
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 JO Thy glories blaze all nature round. 
 
 And (Irike the wondering hght, 
 Through (kies, and feas, and folid ground, 
 With terror and delight, 
 
 1 1 Infinite ftrength and equal (kill, 
 
 Shine through thy works abroad ; 
 
 Our fouls with vaft amazement fill, 
 
 And fpeak the builder God 1 
 
 12 But the mild glories of thy grace, 
 
 Our fofter padions move : 
 
 Pity divine in Jefu’s face, 
 
 We fee, adore, and love ! 
 
 HYMN CCXVIII. 
 
 1 T 7 OW do thy mercies clofe me round, 
 AA For ever be thy name adored I 
 I blufh in all things to abound ; 
 
 The fervant is above his Lord ! 
 
 z loured to poverty and pain, 
 
 A fuffenng life ray Mafter led ; 
 
 The Son of God, the Son of Man, 
 
 He had not where to lay his head. 
 
 3 But lo ! a place he hath prepared, 
 
 For me, whom watchful angels keep; 
 Yea, he himfeif becomes my guard ; 
 
 He fmooths my bed, and gives me deep. 
 
 4 Jefus profcQs ; my fears be gone ! 
 
 What can the Rock of Ages move ? 
 
 Safe in thy arms 1 lay me down, 
 
 Thy everlafling arms of love. 
 
 5 While thou art intimately nigh, 
 
 Who, who fhall violate my red P 
 Sin, earth, and hell I now defy j 
 1 lean upon my Saviour's bread. 
 
 6 I red 
 
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 6 I refl beneath the Almighty’s fhade, 
 
 My griefs expire, my troubles ccafe ; 
 Thou, Lord, on whom my foul is flaid, 
 • Wilt keep me ftill in perfeft peace. 
 
 7 Me for thine own thou lovefl to take, 
 
 In time and in eternity : 
 
 Thou never, never wilt forfake 
 A helplefs worm that trulls in thee. 
 
 HYMN CCXIX. 
 
 J OD of my life, to thee. 
 
 My cheerful foul I raife; 
 Thy goodnefs bade me be, 
 
 And Hill prolongs my days: 
 
 I fee my natal hour return, 
 
 And blefs the day that 1 was born. 
 
 z A clod of living earth, 
 
 I glorify thy name, 
 
 Frorri whom alone my birth, 
 
 And all my bleffings came ; 
 Creating and preferving grace 
 i.et all that is within me praife. 
 
 3 Long as I live beneath, 
 
 To thee O let me live !* 
 
 To thee my every breath 
 In thanks and praifes give! 
 Whate’er 1 have, whale’er I am, 
 Shall magnify my Maker’s name. 
 
 4 My foul, and all its powers, 
 
 Thine, wholly thirte fhall bc ; 
 All, all my happy hours 
 I confccrate to thee; 
 
 Me to thine image now reftore. 
 
 And 1 fhall praile thee evermore, 
 
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 5 I wait 
 
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 I wait thy will to do, 
 
 As angels do in heav 4 n ! 
 
 In Chrill a creature new, 
 
 Eternally forgiven i 
 I wait thy perfeft will to prove. 
 
 All fanftified by finlefs love. 
 
 6 Then, when the work is done. 
 
 The work of faith with pov/ 4 r, 
 Receive thy favoured fon. 
 
 In death’s triumphant hour ; 
 
 Like Mofes to thyfeif convey, 
 
 And kifs my raptured foul away. 
 
 HYMN CCXX. 
 
 I 'rOUNTAlN of life^and all my joy, 
 
 A Jefu, ihy mercies I embrace, 
 
 The breath thou giv^fl for thee employ, 
 And wait to talle thy perfeft grate ; 
 
 No more forfaken and forlorn, 
 
 1 blefs the day that I was born ! 
 
 S Preferv^d through faith, by pow’^r divine, 
 A miracle of grace I Rand ! 
 
 I prove the ftrength of Jefus mine ! 
 
 Jefus, upheld by thy right hand : 
 Though in nry flefli I feelthe thorn, 
 
 1 blefs the day that I was born t 
 
 3 Weary of life through inbred fin 
 1 was. but now defy its pow^f : 
 
 When as a flood (he foe comes in. 
 
 My foul is more than conqueror ; 
 
 I tread him down v.iith holy fcom, 
 
 And blefs the day that I was born. 
 
 j Come, Lord, and make me pure within. 
 And let me now be filled with Cod 1 
 Live to declare, I cannot fin ; 
 
 And if I feal the truth with blood. 
 
 My foul from out the body torne. 
 
 Shall blefs the day thst I was born, 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCXXI. 
 
 t A WAY with our fears, 
 
 J~\. The glad morning appears. 
 With an heir of falvation was born 1 
 From Jehovah I came, 
 
 For his glory ! am. 
 
 And to him I with Tinging return. 
 
 e Thee, Jefus, alone. 
 
 The fountain I own 
 Of my life and felicity here : 
 
 And cheerfully fing 
 My Redeemer and King, 
 
 Till his figns in the heavens appear. 
 
 3 With thanks 1 rejoice 
 In thy fatherly choice 
 
 Of my flate and condition below , 
 
 If of parents I came 
 Who honouitld thy name, 
 
 'Twas thy wifdom appointed it fo. 
 
 4 I Ting of thy grace, 
 
 Fr®m my earlieft days. 
 
 Ever near to allure and defend ; 
 Hitherto thou haft been 
 My preferver from fin, 
 
 And 1 truft thou wilt fave to the end. 
 
 5 O the infinite cares 
 
 And temptations and fnares 
 Thy hand hath condufled me through 1 
 O the bleftings beftow^d, 
 
 By a bountiful God, 
 
 And the mercies eternally new \ 
 
 6 What a mercy is this. 
 
 What a heaven of blifs, 
 
 How unfpeakably happy am I ! 
 Gathered into the fold, 
 
 With thy people inroll^d, 
 
 With thy people to live, and to die J 
 
 7 O the 
 
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 O the goodnefs of God, 
 
 Employing a clod 
 His tribute of glory to raife I 
 His ftandard to bear, 
 
 And with triumph, declare 
 His unfpeakable riches of grace I 
 
 8 O the fathomlefs love, 
 
 That has deigned to approve, 
 
 And profper the work of'my hands f 
 With my paftoral crook 
 1 went over the brook, 
 
 And behold! I am fpread into bands! 
 
 g Who, I afk in amaze, 
 
 Hath begotten me fhefe! 
 
 And inquire, from what quarter they came? 
 My full heart it replies, 
 
 They are born frot^ the fkies, 
 
 And give? glory to God and the Lamb. 
 
 10 Ail honour and praife 
 
 To the Father of grace. 
 
 To the Soil it, and Son I return I 
 The oufinefs purfue, 
 
 ‘ He; hath made me to do, 
 
 And rejoice that I ever was born; 
 
 ij In a rapture of joy 
 
 My life I employ, 
 
 ^ The God of my life to proclaim 
 'Tis worth*llving for this, 
 
 To adhninift'er blifs 
 And falvalion hi Jefus’s name, 
 
 j2 My remnant of days 
 
 I fpend in. his praife, 
 
 . Who died the whole world to redeem : 
 
 Be they mtmy or few, 
 
 My days are his due. 
 
 And they all aK devoted to bim I 
 
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 HYMN CCXXII. 
 
 j XTOUNG mon and jnaidens, raife 
 A Your tuneful voices high ; 
 Old men and children, praife 
 The Lord of earth and fky ; 
 
 Him three in one, and one in three 
 Extol to all eternity. 
 
 a The univerfal King 
 
 Let all the world proclaim ! 
 
 Let every creature fmg 
 H is attributes and name ! 
 
 Him three in one, and one in three 
 Extol to all eternity. 
 
 3 In his great name alone 
 All excellencies meet; 
 
 Who,fits upon the throne, 
 
 And (hall for ever fit: ■ 
 
 Him three in one, and one in three 
 Extol to all eternity. 
 
 Glory to God belongs. 
 
 Glory to God be giv^n, 
 
 Above the noblell fongs 
 Of all in earth or heaven : 
 
 Him three in one, and one in three 
 Extol to all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIII. 
 
 1 T T APPY man whom God doth aid ; 
 JL JL God our fouls and bodies made : 
 God on us, in gracious Ihowers, 
 BlefTings every moment pours : 
 Compalfes with angel-bands. 
 
 Bids them bear us in their hands: 
 Parents, friends ’tvi'as God beftowed ; 
 Life and all defeends from God. 
 
 2 He 
 
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 2 He this flowery carpet fpread, 
 
 Made the earth on which we tread: 
 
 Cod fcficfhesir^ the air; 
 
 Covers with the clothes we wear: 
 
 Feeds us with the food we eat ; 
 
 Cheers us by his light and heat: 
 
 Makes his fun on us to fhine r 
 AIJ our bieCfings are divine I 
 
 3 Give him then, and ever give, 
 
 Thanks for al! that we receive ! 
 
 Man we for his kindnefs love : 
 
 How much more our God above? 
 
 V/orthy thou, our heavdniy Lord, 
 
 To be honoured and adored ; 
 
 Cod of all-creating grace; 
 
 Take the evcrlafling praife 1 
 
 HYMN CCXXIV. 
 
 £ Y ET all that breathe, Jehovah praife, 
 Almighty, all-creating Lord ! 
 
 Let earth and heaven his power confefs. 
 Brought out of aoLhing by his word, 
 
 2 He fpake the word, and it was done! 
 
 The univerfe his word obeyed; 
 
 His Word is his eternal Son, 
 
 And^Chrill the whole creation made* 
 
 S Jefus, the Lord and Cod mofl high. 
 Maker of all mankind and me ! 
 
 Me thou haft made to glorify, 
 
 To know, and love, and live to tb^e. 
 
 4 Wherefore to thee my heart 1 give,. 
 
 (But thou muft firft beftow the power,) 
 And if for thee on earth I live, 
 
 Thee 1 fliall foon in heaven adore. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 Hymn ccxxv. 
 
 Part the Firji, 
 
 X I^ATHER of all, whofe powerful voice 
 i Called forth this univerfal frame ; 
 Whofe mercies over all rejoice, 
 
 Through endlefs ages flill the fame; 
 Thou by thy word upholdeft all; 
 
 Thy bounteous love to all is fiiowed ; 
 Thou heared thy every creature’s calf, 
 
 • And filled every mouth with good, 
 
 2 In heaven thou reigned enthroned in light, 
 
 Nature’s expanfe beneath thee fpread : 
 Earth, air, and lea, before thy fight, 
 
 And hell’s deep gloom, are open laid ! 
 Wifdom, and might, and love are thine; 
 
 Prodrate before thy face we fall, 
 
 Confofs thine attributes divine, 
 
 And hail the fovereign Lord of all, 
 
 3 Thee fovereign Lord let all confefs, 
 
 That moves in earth, or air, or Iky, 
 Revere thy power, thy goodnefs bicfs, 
 Tremble before thy piercing eye ; 
 
 All ye who owe to him your birth. 
 
 In praife your every hour employ : 
 Jehovah reigns! be glad, O earth ! 
 
 And diout, ye' morning dars, for joy. 
 
 HYMN CCXXVI. 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 S ON of thy Sire’s eternal love, 
 
 Take to thyfelf thy mighty power; 
 
 Let ail earth’s fons.thy mercy prove, 
 
 Let all thy bleeding grace adore ; 
 
 The 
 
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 Tlie triumphs of thy love difplay ; 
 
 In every heart reign thou alone, 
 
 Till all thy foes confefs thy fway, 
 
 And glory ends what grace begun. 
 
 2 Spirit of grace,- and health, and power, 
 Fountain of light and love below. 
 
 Abroad thy healing influence fhower. 
 
 O’er all the nations let it flov/ ; 
 
 Inflame our hearts with pei fefl: love, 
 
 In us the work of faith fulfil; 
 
 So not heaven’s hofl fhall fwifter move. 
 
 Than we on earth, to do thy will, 
 
 g Father,'■'tis thine each day to yield 
 
 Thy children’s wants a frefh fupply. 
 
 Thou clotheft the lillies of the Held, 
 
 And hearefl the young ravens cry: 
 
 On thee we caft. our care; we live 
 
 Through thee, who knowefl our every need 
 O feed us with thy grace, and give 
 Our fouls this day the living bread I 
 
 HYMN CCXXVII. 
 
 Part the Third, 
 
 1 TERNAL, fpotlefs Lamb of God, 
 
 Before the world’s foundation fiaiiij 
 Sprinkle us ever with thy blood ; 
 
 O cleanfe, and keep us ever clean ! 
 
 To every foul, (all praife to thee,) 
 
 Our bowels of compaffion move; 
 
 And all mankindby this may fee, 
 
 God is in us; for God is love. 
 
 2 Giver and Lord of life, whofe power 
 
 And guardian care for all are free, 
 
 To thee, in fien;c temptation’s hour, 
 
 From fin and Satan let us flee ; 
 
 Thine, 
 
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 Th ine. Lord, we arc, and ours thou art; 
 
 In us be all thy goodnefs (hewed, 
 
 Renew, enlarge, and fill our heart, 
 
 Witlx peace, and joy, and heaven, and God. 
 
 3 Bleffiog and honour, praife and love, 
 
 Co-equal, co-eterhal Three, 
 
 In earth below, and heaven above, 
 
 By all thy works be paid to thee : 
 
 Thrice holy, thine the kingdom is, 
 
 The power omnipotent is thine, 
 
 And when created nature dies, 
 
 Thy never-ceafing glories fhine, 
 
 H Y M" N CCXXVIII. 
 
 1 Tl yTEET and right it is to praife, 
 
 JLVJL God the giver of all grace ; 
 
 God, whofe mercies are bellowed 
 On the evil and the good. 
 
 He prevents his creatures’ call, 
 
 Kind and mei'ciful to all: 
 
 Makes his fun on finners rife ; 
 
 Showers his bleffings from the (kies. 
 
 Lead of all thy creatures we 
 Daily thy falvatlon fee, 
 
 As by heavenly manna fed, 
 
 Through a world of dangers led ; 
 
 Through a wildernefs of cares, 
 
 Through ten thoufand, thoufand fnarcs *, 
 
 More than now our hearts-conceive, 
 
 More than we could know, and live! 
 
 3 By our bofom-foe befet, 
 
 Taken in the fowler’s net; 
 
 Paffion’s unrcfifting prey ; 
 
 Oft within the toils we lay : 
 
 Sleeping on the brink of (in, 
 
 Tophet gaped to take us in: 
 
 ^ Mercy 
 
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 Mercy to our refcue flew, 
 
 Broke the fnate, and brought us through^ 
 
 4 Here, as in the lion’s den, 
 
 Undevourcd we ftill remain ; 
 
 Pafs lecure the watery flood, 
 
 Hanging on the arm of God ; 
 
 ■Here wd raife our voices higher, 
 
 Shout in the refiner’s fire; 
 
 Clap our hands amidftthc flame, 
 
 Glory give to Jcfu’s name, 
 
 5 Jefu's name, in Satan's hour, 
 
 Stands our adamantine tower : 
 
 Jefus doth his own defend, 
 
 Love, and fave us to the end. 
 
 Love fhall make us perfevere, 
 
 Til! our conquering Lord appear; 
 
 Bear us to our thrones above, 
 
 Crown us with his heavenly love. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIX. 
 
 1 T T ATL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl:, 
 XA One God in perfons three ; 
 
 Of thee we make our joyful boaft, 
 
 Our fongs we make of thee. 
 
 2 Thou neither canft be felt or feen ; 
 
 Thou art a fpirit pure ; 
 
 Thou from eternity haft been, 
 
 And always flialt endure. 
 
 3 Prefent alike in every place, 
 
 Thy Godhead we adore; 
 
 Beyond the bounds of time and fpace 
 Thou dwelldft for evermore. 
 
 4 In 
 
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 4 In wifdom infinite thou art, 
 
 Thine eye doth all things fee : 
 
 And every thought of every heart 
 Is fully known to thee. 
 
 5 Whate’er thou wilt, in earth below 
 
 Thou doft, in heaven above : 
 
 But chiefly we rejoice to know, 
 
 The almighty God of love. 
 
 6 Thou loveft whate’er thy hands have made, 
 
 Thy goodnefs we rehcarfe, 
 
 In Ihining charafters difplayed 
 Throughout our univerfe. 
 
 7 Mercy, with love and endlefs grace, 
 
 O’er all thy works doth reign ; 
 
 But mohly thou delighteft to blefs 
 Thy favourite creature, Man, 
 
 8 Wherefore let every creature give 
 
 To thee the praife defigned; 
 
 But chiefly. Lord, the thanks receive, 
 
 The hearts of all mankind. 
 
 HYMN CCXXX. 
 
 O Lord, our God, we blefs thee now ’ 
 To the our fouls and bodies bow ; 
 With huinbleft awe fall down before 
 Thy throne, and joyfully adore. 
 
 God of our anceftors, we praife 
 Thee Father, Son, and Spirit of grace! 
 One glorious God in perfons three 1 
 Our God to all eternity. 
 
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 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN ccxxxr. 
 
 The Attributes of God. 
 
 Pari the F-irJl, 
 
 1 God, thou bottomlefs abyfa! 
 
 ' Thee to perfeftion who can know ? 
 
 O height immenfe ! what words lufficc 
 Thy coundefs attributes to fhow ? 
 Unfathomable depths thou art ! 
 
 O plunge me in thy mercy’s Tea; 
 
 Void of true -wifdom is my heart, 
 
 With love embrace and cover me ! 
 
 While thee all-infinite 1 fet 
 
 By faith befdre my ravifhed eye, 
 
 My weaknefs bends beneath the weight'; 
 O’er-powered 1 fitik, 1 faint, I die. 
 
 2 Eternity thy fountain was. 
 
 Which, like thee, no beginning knew; 
 
 Thou waff ere time began.his race, 
 
 Ere glowed with ftars the-ethereal blue 
 Greatnefs unfpeakable is thine, 
 
 Greatnefs, whofe undiminifhed ray. 
 
 When fhort-lived worlds are loff, fhall fhine. 
 When earth and heaven are fled away ; 
 Unchangeable, all-perfe6f Lord, 
 
 Effential life’s unbounded fea, 
 
 What lives,, and moves, lives by thy word, 
 
 It lives, and moves, and is from thee. 
 
 3 Thy parent-hand, thy forming fkill. 
 
 Firm fixed this univei fal chain ; 
 
 Elfe empty, barren, darknefs flill 
 Had held his unmolelted reign ; 
 
 Whate’er in earth, or fea, or fky. 
 
 Or fhuns or meets the wandering thought, 
 
 Efcapes 
 
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 Efcapes or (Irikes the fearching eye. 
 
 By thee was to perfeftion brought: 
 
 High is thy power above all height, 
 
 Whate’er thy will decrees, is dtme ; 
 
 Thy wildom, equal to thy might. 
 
 Only to thee, O God is known ! 
 
 4 Heaven’s glory is thy awful throne, 
 
 Yet earth partakes thy gracious fway : 
 
 Vain man ! thy wifdom folly own, 
 
 Loft is thy reafon’s feeble ray ; 
 
 What our dim eye could never fee, 
 
 Is plain and naked to thy fight, 
 
 What thickeft darknefs veils, to thee 
 Shines clearly as the morning-lighl: 
 
 In light thou dwelleft ; light, that no ftiade, 
 
 No variation ever knew ; 
 
 And heaven and hell ftand all difplay^d 
 And open to thy piercing view. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXII. 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 1 ^"T^HOU, true and only God, leaded forth 
 
 1 . The innmortal armies of the fky ; 
 
 Thou laughed to fcorn the gods of earth. 
 
 Thou thundered, and ama7ed they fly !• 
 
 With down-cad eye the angelic choir 
 Appear before thy awful face ; 
 
 Trembling they ftrike the golden lyre. 
 
 And through heaven’s vault refound thy praife; 
 In earth, in heaven, in all thou art; 
 
 The confeious creature feels thy nod, 
 
 Whofe forming hand on every part 
 Impreffcd the image of its God, 
 
 2 Thine, Lord, is wifdom, thine alone^ 
 
 Jultico and truth before thee ftand; 
 
 Yet nearer to thy facred throne 
 Mercy wiih-holds thy fifted hand. 
 
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 Each 
 
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 Each evening fhcws thy tender love, 
 
 Each rifing mom thy plenteous grace, 
 
 Tliy wakened wrath doth flowly move, 
 
 Thy willing mercy flies apace ! 
 
 To thy benign, indulgent <^are. 
 
 Father, this light, this breath sve owe, 
 
 And all we have, and all we are, 
 
 From thee, great Source of being, flow» 
 
 3 Parent of good, thy bounteous hand 
 Inceffant blcffiirgs down diftiis, 
 
 And all in air, or iea, or land. 
 
 With plenteous food and gladnefs fills: 
 
 All things )n thee live, move, and arc, 
 
 Thy power infufed doth all fuftain , 
 
 Even thole thy daily favours fharc. 
 
 Who thanklefs fpurn thy eafy reign-; 
 
 Thy fun rhou bidfl his genial ra.y 
 Alike on all impartial pour , 
 
 To all, who hate or biefs thy fway, 
 
 Thou bidll defeend the fruitful fhower. 
 
 4. Yet, while at length, who feorned thy might, 
 Shall feci thee a confuming fire, 
 
 How fweetthe joys, the crown how bright. 
 Of thofe who to thy love aipire ' 
 
 All creatures praile the eternal name ! 
 
 Ye halls that to his courts belong, 
 Cherubic choirs, feraphic flame, 
 
 Awake the everlaflmg long. 
 
 Thrice holy, thine the kingdom is. 
 
 The power omnipotent is thine ; 
 
 And when created nature dies. 
 
 Thy ncver-cealing glories fhinc. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXIII. 
 
 G lorious God, accept a heart 
 That pants to fing thy praifc ; 
 Thou without beginning art, • 
 
 And Without end of days . 
 
 Thou, 
 
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 Thou, a fpirit invifible, 
 
 Dofl to none thy fulnefs (how ; 
 None thy majefly can tell, 
 
 Or all thy Godhead know. 
 
 2 All thine attributes we own, 
 
 Thy wifdo m, power, and might ; 
 Happy in thyfell alone, 
 
 In goodnefs infinite. 
 
 Thou thy goodnels had difplayed. 
 
 On thine every work impreft. 
 Loved whate’er thy hands have made, 
 But man thou loved the bed. 
 
 3 Willing thou that all fhould know 
 
 Thy faving truth, and live, 
 
 Dod to each or blifs or woe 
 With dtifled judice give. 
 
 Thou, with pcrfeft righteoufncfs, 
 Rendered every man his due. 
 Faithful in thy promiles. 
 
 And in thy threalenings too. 
 
 4 Thou art merciful to all 
 
 Who truly turn to thee, 
 
 Hear me then for paidon calf. 
 
 And fhew thy grace to me ; 
 
 Me through mercy reconciled,' 
 
 Me for Jefu’s fake forgiven. 
 
 Me receive, thy favoured child. 
 
 To (mg thy praile in heaven. 
 
 H V M N CCXXXIV. 
 
 1 '^HOU, my Cod, art good and wife, 
 i And infinite in power. 
 
 Thee let all in earth and (kies, 
 Continually adore ! 
 
 Give 
 
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 Give tne thy converting grace, 
 That I may obedient prove, 
 Serve my Maker all my days. 
 
 And my Redeemer love. 
 
 2 For my life, and clothes, and food, 
 
 And every comfort here, 
 
 Thee, my moft indulgent God, 
 
 I thank with heart fincere, 
 
 For the bleffings numberlefs, 
 
 Which thou haft already given, 
 For my fmalleft fpark of grace; 
 And for my hope of heaven. 
 
 3 Gracious God my fins forgive. 
 
 And thy good fpirit impart I 
 Then I fliall in thee believe, 
 
 With all my loving heart; 
 Always unto Jefus 'look, 
 
 Him in heavenly glory fee. 
 Who my caufe hath undertook, 
 And ever prays for me. 
 
 4 Grace,'in anfwer to his prayer, 
 
 And every grace beftow, 
 
 That I may with aealous care 
 Perform thy Xvill below ; 
 
 Rooted in humility, 
 
 Still in every ftate refigned, 
 Plant, almighty Lord, in me. 
 
 A meek and lowly mind, 
 
 5 Poor and vile in my own eyes, 
 
 With felf-abaiing (hame. 
 
 Still I would myfelf defpife, 
 
 And magnify thy name : 
 
 Thee let every creature blefs, 
 Praife to God alone be given, 
 God alone deferves the praife 
 Of all in earth or heaven. 
 
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 hymn ccxxxv. 
 
 1 '"pHOU, the great, etcrnral God,, 
 
 X Art high above our thought ! 
 Worthy to be feared, adordd 
 
 By thofe, thy hands have wrought ; 
 None can with thyfelf compare. 
 
 Thy glory fills both earth and fky : 
 We and all thy creatures are 
 As nothing in thine eye. 
 
 2 Of thy great, unbounded power 
 
 To thee the praife we give, 
 
 Infinitely great, and more 
 
 Than heart can e’er conceive ; 
 
 Wlten thou wilt to work proceed, 
 None thy purpofe can withfland, 
 Fruflrate the determined deed, 
 
 Ur (lay the Almighty hand. 
 
 g Thou, O God art wife alone ! 
 
 Thy counfel doth excel, ’ 
 Wonderful tliy works we own, 
 
 Thy ways unfearchable ; 
 
 Who can found the myflery. 
 
 Thy judgments’ deep abyfs explain : 
 Thine, whofe eyes’ in darknefs fee. 
 
 And fearch the neart of man. 
 
 ^ Thou, the holy God and pure, 
 flatefl iniquity ; 
 
 Evil thou cand not endure. 
 
 Or let it flay with thee : 
 
 Who from fin refufe to turn, 
 
 Sinners with thee fhall never dwell. 
 But thy righteous wrath fhall burn 
 After their fouls to hell. 
 
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 HYMN CCXXXVI. 
 
 i OOD thou art, and good thou dofl, 
 KJ Thy mercies reach to all , 
 
 Chiefly thofe who on thee truft, 
 
 And for Ihy mercy call. 
 
 New they every morning are, 
 
 ( As fathers, when their children cry, 
 
 Us thou doff in pity (pare, 
 
 And all our wants fupply. 
 
 8 Mercy o'er thy works prefide^; 
 
 Thy providence difplayed 
 Still preferves, and flill provides 
 For all thy hands have made . 
 
 Keeps, witK mofl dillmguifhed care, 
 
 The man who on thy love depends : 
 Watches every numbered harr, 
 
 And all his fleps allerids, 
 
 3 Who can found, the depths unknown 
 Of thy redeeming grace ? 
 
 Grace that gave thine only Son, 
 
 To fave a ruindd race! 
 
 Millions of Iranfgredors poor 
 
 Thou haft for Jefu’s fake forgiven; 
 
 Made them of thy favour fure, 
 
 Ar]d fnatched from hell to heaven, , 
 
 ^ Millions more thou ready art, 
 
 To fave, and to forgive ; 
 
 Every foul, and evdry heart 
 
 Of man, thou wouldeft receive; 
 
 Father, now accept of mine. 
 
 Which now through Chrift I offer thee ; 
 Tell me, now, in love divirre, 
 
 That thou haft pardoned me | 
 
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 HYMN CCXXXVII. 
 
 1 \/rY foul, through my Redeemer’s care, 
 
 JlVX Saved from the fecond death I feel ! 
 
 My eyes from tears of dark defpair, 
 
 My feet from falling into hell. 
 
 2 Wherefore to him my feet fhall run ; 
 
 My e yes on his perfeftions ga/e, 
 
 ^My foul fliall live fur God alone, 
 
 And all within me fhoui his praifc. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXVIH. 
 
 1 TTOLY as thee, O Lord, is none! 
 
 X 1 Thy holinefs is all thy own , 
 
 A drop of that unbounded (ea 
 
 Is ours, a drop derived from tliee. 
 
 2 And when thy purity we fliarc, 
 
 Thy only glory we declare. 
 
 And hiambled into nothing own, 
 
 Holy and pure is Cod alone. 
 
 Sole felf-exifting Gpd and Lord", 
 
 By all thy heavenly hofls ado-rod; 
 
 Let all on earth bow down,to thee, 
 
 And own thy peerlefs majefly ; 
 
 Thy power unparalleled confefs, 
 
 Lfla'oiifhcd on the rock of peace ; 
 
 The rock that never fhall remove, 
 
 The rock of pure, almighty level 
 
 HYMN CCXXXIX. 
 
 B lest be our everlafling Lord, 
 
 Our Father, God, and King! 
 
 Thy foverttgn goodnefs we rcccrc, 
 
 Thy glorious power we fing. 
 
 2 By 
 
The majefty divine, 
 
 And ftrength, and might, and earth, and heaven, 
 And all therein is thine. 
 
 3 Thy kingdom. Lord, is thine alone, 
 
 Who dofl: thy right maintain; 
 
 And high on thy eternal throne, 
 
 O'er men and angels reign. 
 
 4 Riches, as feemeth good to thee. 
 
 Thou doft, and honour give ; 
 
 And kings, their power and dignity 
 Out or thy hand receive. 
 
 5 Thou had on us the grace hedowed. 
 
 Thy grcatnefs to proclaim ; 
 
 And therefore now we thank oui Cod, 
 Andpraife ihy glorious name. 
 
 6 Tliy glorioLfs name and nature’s powers, 
 
 ■ Thou doff to us make known,, 
 
 And all the Deny is ours, 
 
 Thiough thy incarnate Son. 
 
 HYMN CGXI. . 
 
 3 REAT God to me the fight adord, 
 
 Vjy To him ol old allowed , 
 
 And let my faith behold Us Lord, 
 Defcending in a cloud. 
 
 2 In that revealing fpirit come down ! 
 Thy attributes proclaim , 
 
 And to my inmoli foul make known, 
 The glories of thy name. 
 
 g Jehovah, Chrid, 1 thee adore, 
 
 Who gaved my foul to be ! 
 Fountain ofbeing, and of power, 
 And great in m^edy. 
 
 4 The 
 
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 4 The Lord, the mighty God thou art? 
 
 But let me rather prove 
 That name inipoken to my heart, 
 
 That favourite name of love. 
 
 5 Merciful God, thyfelf proclaim. 
 
 In this polluted breafl! 
 
 Mercy is thy diffmguifhcd name. 
 Which fuits a finner belf. 
 
 6 Our mifery doth for pity call! 
 
 Our fin implores thy grace ; 
 
 And thou art merciful to all 
 Our loft, apoftate race J 
 
 HYMN CCXLI. 
 
 1 ceafclefs, unexhaufted love, 
 
 A Unmerited and free, 
 
 Delights our evil to remove, 
 
 And help our imlery. 
 
 2 Tliou waiteft to be gracious ftill ; 
 
 Thou doft with finners bear. 
 
 That 1 aved, we may thy goodaefs feel. 
 And all ihy grace declare, 
 
 3 Thy goodnefs and thy truth to me. 
 
 To every foul abound ; 
 
 A vaft, unfathomable fea, 
 
 Wheie all our thoughts are drowned, 
 
 q Its ftreams the whole creation reach, 
 
 So plenteous is the ftore 
 Enough for all, enough for each, 
 
 Enough for evermore ! 
 
 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are I 
 A rock that cannot move : 
 
 A thoufand promifes declare 
 Thy conftancy of love. 
 
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 6 Throughout 
 
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 6 Throughput the univerfe it reigns, 
 
 Unalterably furc : 
 
 And while the truth of.God remains,' 
 
 The goodncfs muft endure. 
 
 HYMN CCXLir. 
 
 1 T^ATHER of me and all mankind, 
 
 And all the hods above, 
 
 Let every underdanding mind 
 Unite to praife thy love ; 
 
 2 To know thy nature, and thy name, 
 
 One God in perfons three ; 
 
 And glorify the great ! AM, 
 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 3 Thy kingdom come, with power and grace, 
 
 ■■ To every heart of man ; 
 
 Thy peace, and joy, and righteoufnefs, 
 
 In all our bofoms reign. 
 
 4 Thy righteoufnefs’our fins keep down, 
 
 Thy peace our palTions bind ; 
 
 And let us, in thy joy unknown, ■ 
 
 The fird dominion find. 
 
 5 The righteoufnefs that never ends, 
 
 But makes an end of fin, 
 
 The joy that human thoughts tranfcends, 
 
 Into our fouls bring in. 
 
 6 The kingdom of eflablifhed peace, 
 
 Which can no more remove ; 
 
 The perfeft power of godlinefs, 
 
 The omnipotence of love; 
 
 y When fhall we hear his trumpet found, 
 
 The latcd of the feven ? 
 
 Come, king of faint's, tvith glory crowned, 
 
 The eternal God oi" heaveir j 
 
 8 Judge 
 
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 8 Judge of the antichriftian foe, 
 
 Appear on earth again • 
 
 And then thy thoufand years below 
 licforc thy ancients reign ! 
 
 . HYMN CCXLIII. 
 
 1 /^OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 One God in perfons three ! 
 
 Bung back the heavenly blelTing, loll 
 By all mankind and me. 
 
 2 Thy favour, and thy nature too. 
 
 To me, to all re(lore ! 
 
 Forgive, and after God renew. 
 
 And keep us evermore! 
 
 3 Eternal Sun of Righteoufnefs, 
 
 Difplay thy beams di vine! 
 
 And caufe the glories of thy face 
 Upon my heart to thine. 
 
 4 Light in thy light O may 1 fee ? 
 
 Thy grace and mercy prove ! 
 
 Revived, and cheered, and blcft by thee, 
 The God of pardoning love. 
 
 5 Lift up thy countenance ferene, 
 
 And let thy happy child. 
 
 Behold, without a cloud between. 
 
 The Godhead reconciled, 
 
 6 That all-comprifing peace heilow 
 
 On me, through grace forgiven; 
 
 The joys of hoiinefs below. 
 
 And then the joys of heaven J 
 
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 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCXLl\r. 
 
 1 TESUS, my Lord, my God! 
 
 I The God fuprcme thou art: 
 
 The Lord of hods, whofe precious blood. 
 
 ■ Is fprinkled on my heart. 
 
 2 Jehovah is thy name; 
 
 And, through thy blood applied, 
 Convinced and certified 1 am, 
 
 There is no God befide, 
 
 3 Soon as thy Spirit fhows 
 
 That.precious blood of thine, 
 
 The happy, pardoned finner knov/s, 
 
 It is the blood divine. 
 
 4 But only he who feels 
 
 “ My Saviour d ed for me,” 
 
 Is fure that all the Godhead dwells 
 
 Eternally in thee. / 
 
 HYMN CCXLV. 
 
 1 TESUS, thou art the mighty God, 
 
 j The Child, and Son, on us beftowed ; 
 Jehovah born on earth in thee. 
 
 The everjafting Son we fee ; 
 
 And-all thy church triumphant fings. 
 
 The prince of peace, the king of kings. 
 
 2 Thou art the co-eternal Son, 
 
 In fubftance with thy Father one. 
 
 In perfon differing,- v/e proclaim. 
 
 In power and majedy the fame: 
 
 For him in thee we magnify, 
 
 And thee in him, the Lord mod high. 
 
 3 No vain dldinffion we confefs, 
 
 Betwixt a greater God and lefs ; 
 
 No 
 
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 No Inequality ttiere is. 
 
 But his are thine, and thine are his ; 
 And tliee we on thy Father’s feat. 
 One glorious God for ever greet. 
 
 HYMN CCXLVI. 
 
 1 ^''HE day of Chrlft, the day of God, 
 
 JL We humbly hope with joy to fee, 
 Wdfhed in the fanftifying blood 
 Of an expiring Deity. 
 
 2 Who did for us his life rcfign : 
 
 There is no other God but one ; 
 
 For all the plenitude divine 
 Refides in his eternal Son, 
 
 3 Spotlefs, fincere, without offence, 
 
 O may we to his day remain! 
 
 Who trufl; the blood of God to cleanfc 
 Our fouls from every ftnful Ham. 
 
 4 Lord, we believe the promife fure ; 
 
 The purchafed Comforter impart S 
 Apply thy blood to make us pure; 
 
 To keep us pure in life ana heart I 
 
 5 Then let us fee that day fupreme, 
 
 Vi/hen none thy Godhead fiiall deny? 
 Thy fovereign Majefly blafpheme, 
 
 Or count thee lels than the Moll Higli. 
 
 6 When all who on their God believe. 
 
 Who here thy lafl appearing love, 
 
 Shall ihy confummatejoy receive. 
 
 And fee thy glorious face above, 
 
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 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCXLVir. 
 
 1 QPIRIT oF truth, effential Godj 
 
 O Who didft thy ancient Faints infpire, 
 
 Shed in their hearts thy love abroad, 
 
 And touch their hallowed lips with fire ; 
 Our God from all eternity, 
 
 World without end we worfhip thee ! 
 
 a Still vve believe, almighty Lord, 
 
 Whofe prefence fills both earth and heaven. 
 The meaning of the written word 
 Is by thy infpiration given : 
 
 Thou only dofi thyfelf explain, 
 
 The fecret mind of God to man. 
 
 g Come then, divine Interpreter, 
 
 The fcriptures to our hearts apply; 
 
 And, taught by thee, we God revere. 
 
 Him in three perfons magnify : 
 
 In each the triune God adore, 
 
 Who was, and is far evermore. 
 
 HYMN CCXLVIII, 
 
 1. Y ? AIL, Father, Son, and Spirit great, 
 
 JrX Before the birth of time 
 Enthroned in everlafting (late, 
 
 Jehovah, Elohim! 
 
 2 A myftical plurality 
 
 We in the Godhead own, 
 
 Adoring one in perfons three, 
 
 And three in nature one. 
 
 g' From thee our being we receive, 
 
 The creatures of thy grace; 
 
 And railed out of the earth, we live, 
 
 To fing out Maker’s praife. 
 
 4 Thy 
 
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 4 Thy powerful, wife, and loving mind, 
 
 Did our creation plan, 
 
 And all the glorious perlons joined 
 To form thy favourite, man. 
 
 5 Again thou didfl, in council met, 
 
 Thy ruined work reflore; 
 
 Eftabiifhed in our fiift eltatc, 
 
 To forfeit it no more. 
 
 6 And when we rife in love renewed, 
 
 Our fouls refemble thee, 
 
 An image of the triune God, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CCXLIX. 
 
 1 '■ I "'HE wifdom owned by all thy fons, 
 JL To me, O God, impart! 
 
 The knowledge of the holy ones, 
 
 The underilanding heart. 
 
 * Thy name, O holy Father tell. 
 
 To one, who would believe ! 
 
 To me thy holy Son reveal! 
 
 Thy holy Spirit give I 
 
 3 ’Tis life, eternal life to know 
 
 The heavenly perfons mine; 
 
 Father, and Son, and Spirit, bellow. 
 That precious faith divine I 
 
 4 A Trinity in Unity 
 
 My foul iliall then adore ; 
 
 And love, and praife, and worihip thee,- 
 Jehovah, evermore. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCL. 
 
 1 TEHOVAH, God the Father, blefs, 
 
 J And thy own work defend ! 
 
 With mercy’s out-ftreiched arms embrace, 
 And keep us to the end! 
 
 2 Preferve the creatures of thy love, 
 
 By piovidential cate; 
 
 Condufted to the realms above, 
 
 To fing thy goodnefs there. 
 
 g Jehovah, God the Son, reveal 
 The bnghtnefs of thy face ! 
 
 And all thy pardoned people fill 
 With plenitude of grace ! 
 
 4 Shine forth with all the Deity, 
 
 Which dwells in thee alone; 
 
 And lift us up, thy face to fee 
 On thy eternal throne ! 
 
 5 Jehovah; God the Spirit, fhine, 
 
 Father and Son to Ihow : 
 
 With blifs ineffable, divine, 
 
 Our ravifhed hearts o’erflow. 
 
 6 Sure earnefl: of that happinefs, 
 
 That human hope iranfeends; 
 
 Be thou our evcrlaftlng peace, 
 
 When grace in gloiy ends. 
 
 7 Thy bleffing, grace, and peace we claim', 
 
 Great God in perfons three ; 
 
 The incommunicable name 
 Afcribing now to thee. 
 
 8 We foon fhall join the harping hoft. 
 
 And fing thy faints among. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 The new, eternal fong. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCLI. 
 
 1 T T AIL, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
 
 Xa Whom one in three we know; 
 By all thy heavenly hod adored, 
 
 By all thy church below. 
 
 2 One undivided Trinity 
 
 With triumph we proclaim: 
 
 Thy univerfe is full of thee. 
 
 And fpeaks thy glorious name. 
 
 3 Thee, holy Father,, we confefs ; 
 
 Thee, holy Son, adore: 
 
 Thee, Spirit of truth and holinefs, 
 
 We worfhip evermore. 
 
 4 The incommunicable right, 
 
 Almighty God receive ! 
 
 Which angel-choirs, and faints in light, 
 And faints embodied give, 
 
 5 Three perfons equally divine 
 
 We magnify, and love; 
 
 And both the choirs ere long fhall joia 
 To (ing thy praife above. 
 
 6 H ail, holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 
 (Our heavenly fong fhall be,) 
 Supreme, eflential One, adored 
 In co-cternal Three! 
 
 HYMN CCLII. 
 
 I T TOLY, holy, holy Lord, 
 
 1 1 God the Father, and the Word ! 
 God the Comforter, receive 
 Bleffings more than we can give! 
 
 2 Mixt 
 
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 2 Mixf with thofe beyond the (ky. 
 
 Chanters tp the Lord tnofl high, 
 
 We onr hearts and voices raife, 
 
 Echoing thy eternal praife. 
 
 3 One inexplicably three: 
 
 One in fimplefl unity, 
 
 God, incline thy gracious ear, 
 
 Us thy.lifping creatures hear! 
 
 4 Thee while dull; and aflics Tings, 
 
 Angels (brink within'their wings j 
 Profti Jte Seraphims above 
 Breatlie unutterable love. 
 
 5 Happy they who never reft. 
 
 With thy heavenly prefence bleft t 
 They the heights of glory fee, 
 
 Sound the depths of Deity ! 
 
 6 Fain with them our fouls would vie j 
 Sink as low, and mount as high : 
 
 Fall, o’erwhelmed with love, or foar ; 
 
 Shout, or filcntly adore ! 
 
 HYMN CCLIir. 
 
 t /^OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 Whom one all-perfeft God wc own 
 Reftorer of thine image loft, 
 
 Thy various offices make known ; 
 
 Difplay, our fallen fouls to raife, 
 
 ^ Thy whole ceconomy of grace. 
 
 2 Jehovah in three perfons come, 
 
 And draw, and fprinkle us, and feal, 
 
 Poor, guilty, dying worms, in whom 
 Thou doft eternal life -reveal; 
 
 The knowledge of thyfelf beftow. 
 
 And all thy glorious gooduefs Ihow. 
 
 j Soon 
 
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 g Soon as our pardoned hearts believe, 
 That thou art pure, eiTential love, 
 
 The proof we in ouifelves receive, 
 
 Of the three wilneffes above ; 
 
 Sure, as the faints around thy throne, 
 That Father, Word, and Spirit are one. 
 
 4 O that we now, in love renewed ! 
 Might blamelefs in thy figlu appear; 
 Wake we in thy fimilitude, 
 
 Stampt with the triune charaffer; 
 Fiedi, fpirit, foul, to thee refign , 
 
 And live and die entirely thine ! 
 
 HYMN CCLIV. 
 
 * A oufand oracles divine 
 
 Their common beams unite; 
 That Tinners may with angclsjoin 
 To worfhip Cod aright; 
 
 2 To praife a Trinity adored 
 By all the hods above ; 
 
 And one thrice liappy God and Lord 
 Through endlcfs ages love. 
 
 2 Triumphant hod ! they never ceafe. 
 
 To laud and magnify 
 The triune God of holinefs, 
 
 Whofe glory fills the fky. 
 
 4 Whole glory to tin's earth extends, 
 
 While God himlelf imparts, 
 
 And the whole Trinity defceiids 
 Into our laithful hearts. 
 
 5 By faith the upper choir we meet, 
 
 And challenge them to fing 
 Jehovah on his fhining feat, 
 
 Our Maker, and our King, 
 
 6 But 
 
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 6 But God made is v^'holly ours, 
 
 And aflcs our nobler ftrain ; 
 
 The Father of celeftial powers, 
 
 The friend of earth-born man ! 
 
 7 Ye Seraphs, neareft to the throne, 
 
 With rapturous amaze 
 On us, poor ranfomed worms, look down, 
 
 For heaven’s fuperior praife ! 
 
 E The King, whofe glorious face ye fee. 
 
 For us his crown rehgned; 
 
 That fulnefs of the Deity, 
 
 He died for all mankind ! 
 
 HYMN CGLV. 
 
 a ^T^HEE, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 A Inexplicably one and three. 
 
 As worlhipped by the heavenly hoft. 
 
 Thy church on earth we worfhip thee; 
 
 2 'Three uncompounded perfons own. 
 
 One undivided God proclaim ; 
 
 In effence, nature, fubftance one. 
 
 Through all eternity the fame. 
 
 3 One perfon of the Sire we praife. 
 
 Another of the Son adore ; 
 
 Another of the Spirit confefs. 
 
 Equal in majefty and power, 
 
 4 To each the glory appertains. 
 
 The Godhead of the three in one : 
 
 And one fupreme Jehovah reigns. 
 
 High on his everlalling throne. 
 
 5 The Father, Son, and Spirit of love, 
 
 One uncreated God we hail! 
 
 Not fully known by faints above, 
 
 To us incomprehenfible, 
 
 6 The 
 
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 6 The Father, Son, and Spirit of grace. 
 
 All-wife, almighty, and mod high, 
 
 One true, eternal God we blefs. 
 
 And fpread his fame through earth and Iky, 
 
 7 The Father is both God and Lord: 
 
 Both God and, Lord is Chrift the Son: 
 
 The Holy Gholf, the glorious Third, 
 
 Both God and Lord his people own, 
 
 8 Both God and Lord, who him believe, 
 
 Each perfon by himfelf we name; 
 
 Yet not three Gods or Lords receive, 
 
 But one effentially the fame. 
 
 HYMN CCLVI. 
 
 ■| All-creating God, 
 
 At whole fuprerne decree 
 Our body rofe, a breathing clod. 
 
 Our fouls fprang forth from thee: 
 
 2 For this thou hart; defigncd. 
 
 And formed us man for tip’s, 
 
 To know, and love thyfelf, and find 
 In thee our endlefs blifs. 
 
 SECTION II. 
 
 For Believers Fighting. 
 
 HYMN CCLVII. 
 
 O May thy powerful word 
 Inlpue a feeble worm 
 To rulh into thy kingdom, Lord, 
 
 And take it as by rtorrn! 
 
 O may we all improve 
 The grace already given I’ 
 
 To leize the crown of perfe£l love. 
 
 And Icale the mount of heaven! 
 
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 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCLVIII. 
 
 Part tks Firjt, 
 
 1 OOLDIERS of Chrift, arife, ' 
 
 O And put your armour on, 
 
 Strong in the ftrength which God fupplies. 
 Through his eternal Son ; 
 
 Strong in the Lord of hods, 
 
 And in his mighty power, 
 
 Who in the ftrength of Jefus trufts, 
 
 Is more than conqueror, 
 
 2 Stand then in his great might,. 
 
 With all his ftrength endued, 
 
 But take, to arm you for the fight, 
 
 T^hc panoply of God : 
 
 That having all things done, 
 
 And all your conflifts paft, 
 
 Ye may o’ercome through Chrift alone, 
 
 And (land entire at iaft. 
 
 3 Stand then againft your foes, 
 
 In clofe and firm array, 
 
 Legions of wily fiends oppofe 
 Throughout the evil day ; 
 
 But meet the Ions of night, 
 
 But mock their vain deiign, 
 
 Armed in the arms of heavenly light, 
 
 Of rightcoufnefs divine, 
 
 4 Leave no unguarded place, 
 
 No weaknefs of the foul; 
 
 Take every virtue, every grace, 
 
 And fortify the whole; 
 
 Indiffolubly jpined, 
 
 To battle all proceed; 
 
 But arm yourfelves with all the mind, 
 
 That was in Chwft your head. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCLIX. 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 t T 3 UT above all, lay hold 
 
 XJ On faith’s viftorious (hield, 
 Aimed with that adamant and gold, 
 
 Be fure to win the field ; 
 
 If faith furround your heart, 
 
 Satan (hall be fubdued, 
 
 Repelled his every fiery dart, 
 
 And .quenched with Jefu's blood. 
 
 3 Jefus hath died for you! 
 
 What can his love withlland? 
 Believe! hold faft your fhield, and who 
 Shall pluck you from his hand? 
 Believe that Jefus reigns, 
 
 All potyer to him is given: 
 
 Believe, till freed from fin’s remains, 
 Believe yourfeJves to heaven! 
 
 3 To keep your armour bright, 
 
 Attend with condant care; 
 
 Still walking in your Captain's fight. 
 And watching unto prayer. 
 
 Ready for all alarms, 
 
 Stedfaftly fet your face. 
 
 And always exercile your arms. 
 
 And ufe your every grace. 
 
 4 Pray, without ceafing pray, 
 
 (Your Captain gives the word,) 
 
 His 1 uminons cheerfully obey. 
 
 And call upon the Lord ; 
 
 To God your every want 
 In inflant prayer difplay; 
 
 Pray, always pray, and never faint; 
 Pray, without ceafing pray. 
 
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 HYMN 
 
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 hymn cclx. 
 
 Pari the Third. 
 
 t TN fellowniip, alone, 
 
 A. To God with faith draw near; 
 Approach his courts, befiege his throne, 
 With all the powers of prayer: 
 
 Go to his'temples, go, 
 
 Nor from his altar mover 
 I.et every houfe his worfhip know, 
 
 And every heart his love. 
 
 a. To God your fpirits dart; 
 
 Your fouls in words declare, 
 
 Or groan to him, who reads the-heart, 
 The unutterable prayer: 
 
 His mercy now implore, 
 
 And now (hew forth his praife, 
 
 In fhouts, or filent aweadoie 
 His miracles of grace. 
 
 Pour out your fouls to God, 
 
 And bow them with your knees, 
 And fpread your hearts and hands abroad, 
 And pray for Sion s peace; 
 
 Your guides and bretliren bear 
 For ever on your mind: 
 
 Extend the arms of mighty prayer 
 In grafping all mankind. 
 
 From flrength to flrength go on, 
 Wreftle, and fight, and pray, 
 
 Tread all the powers of darknefs down, 
 And win the well-fought day; 
 
 Still let the fpirit cry 
 
 In all his loldiers, “ Come,” 
 
 Till Chrift the Lord defeends from high, 
 And takes the conquerors home. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCLXI. 
 
 1 QURROUNDKD by a hofl of foes, 
 
 O Stormed by a hofl of foes within. 
 Nor fwift to fly, nor (liong to’ oppole, 
 
 Single againfi hell, earth, and nn; 
 Single, yet undifmayed I am, 
 
 I dare believe in Jefu’s name. 
 
 2 What though a tHoufand hofls engage, 
 
 A ihoufand worlds, my foul to fhake ? 
 
 I have a fhield fhall quell their rage, 
 
 And drive the Alien-armies back.; 
 Portrayed it bears a bleeding Lamb; 
 
 I dare believe in Jefu’s name. 
 
 3 Me to retrieve from Satan’s hands, 
 
 Me from this evil world to free. 
 
 To purge my fins, and loofe my bands, 
 
 And fave from all iniquity. 
 
 My Lord and God, from heaven he came; 
 I dare bclive in Jefu’s name. 
 
 4 Salvation in his name there is, 
 
 Salvation from fin, death, and hell, 
 Salvation into glorious blifs ; 
 
 How great falvation, who can tell! 
 
 But all he hath, for mine I claim; 
 
 1 dare believe in Jelu’s name. 
 
 HYMN GCLXH. 
 
 1 QUIP me for the war, 
 
 r-/ And teach my hands to fight; 
 
 My firaple, upright heart prepare, 
 
 And guide m^ words aright, 
 
 Control my every thought; 
 
 My whole of nn remove; 
 
 Let all rny works in thee be wrought.* 
 
 Let all be wrought in love, 
 
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 a O arm me with the mind, 
 
 Meek Lamb, that was in thee J 
 And let my knowing zeal" be joined 
 With perfeft charity : 
 
 With calm and tempered zeal 
 Let me enforce thy call, 
 
 And vindicate thy gracious will. 
 
 Which offers life to all, 
 
 3 O do not let me trufl 
 
 In any arm but thine ! 
 
 Humble, O humble to the duff ! 
 
 This ftubborn foul of mine. 
 
 A feeble thing of nought, 
 
 With lowly fhame I own, 
 
 The help which upon earth is wrought. 
 Thou doft it all alone. 
 
 4 O may I love like thee! 
 
 In all thy footlleps tread* 
 
 Thou hateft all iniquity, 
 
 But nothing thou haft made, 
 
 O may I leain that art, 
 
 With meeknefs to reprove ! 
 
 To hate the fin with all my heart. 
 
 But ftili the finner love. 
 
 HYMN CCLXHH 
 
 O Almighty God of love. 
 
 Thy holy arm difplay! 
 
 Send me fuccour from above, 
 
 In this my evil day r 
 Arm my weaknefs with thy power, 
 Woman’s feed appear within! 
 
 Be my fafegunrd and my tower, 
 Againft the face of fin. 
 
 2 Coul<i 
 
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 2 Could I of thy ftrength take hold, 
 
 And always feci Ihee near, 
 Confident, divinely bold, 
 
 My (oul would fcorn to fear: 
 Kothing fiiould tny firmnels Ihock; 
 
 Should the gates of hell alTail, 
 Were I built upon the rock, 
 
 They never could prevail. 
 
 3 Rock of my falvation, hafle, 
 
 Extend thy ample fhade, 
 
 Let it over me be call; 
 
 And fkreen my naked head: 
 
 Save me from the trying hour; 
 
 Thou my fure proteftion be; 
 Shelter me from Satan’s power, 
 
 Till I am fixed on thee. 
 
 4 Set upon thyfelf my feet, 
 
 And make me furely hand; 
 
 From temptation’s rage and heat 
 Cover me with thine hand: 
 
 Let me in the cleft be placed; 
 
 Never from my fence remove; 
 
 In thine arms of love embraced, 
 
 01 everlalling love. 
 
 HYMN CCLXIV. 
 
 t Thrace, doubting heart, my God’s I am; 
 J- Who formed me man, forbids my fear; 
 The Lord hath called me by my name; 
 
 The Lord protefts for ever near; 
 
 His blood for me did once atone, 
 
 And ftill he loves and guards his own. 
 
 2 When palTing through the watery deep, 
 
 I afk in faith his promifed aid ; 
 
 The waves an awful diftance keep, 
 
 And Ihrink from my devoted head; 
 
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 Feailefs their violence I dare; 
 
 They cannot harm; for God is there! 
 
 3 To him my eye of faith I turn, 
 
 And through the fire purfue my way; 
 The fire forgets its power to burn, 
 
 The lambent flames around me play: 
 
 I own his power accept the fign, 
 
 And Ihout to prove the Saviour mine. 
 
 4 Still nigh me, O my Saviour, (land! 
 
 And guard in fierce temptation’s hour; 
 Hide in the hollow of thy hand; 
 
 Shew forth in me thy faving power; 
 Still be thy arms my fure defence; 
 
 Nor earth nor hell fhall pluck me thence. 
 
 3 Since thou hafl bid me come to thee, 
 
 (Good as thou art, and ftrong to (ave,) 
 I’ll walk o’er life’s tempefluous fea, 
 Upborne by the unyielding wave; 
 Etauntlefs, though rocks of pride be near. 
 And yawning whirlpools of defpair. 
 
 6 When darknefs intercepts the fkies, 
 
 And forrow’s waves around me roll. 
 When high the florms of paffion rife, 
 -And half o’erwhelm my finking foul; 
 My foul a fudden calm fhall feel. 
 
 And hear a whifper, “ Peace; Be ftilll” 
 
 ^ Though in affliflion’s furnace tried. 
 
 Unhurt, on Inares and deaths I’ll tread; 
 Though fin affail, and hell thrown wide 
 Pour all its flames upon my head ; 
 
 Like Mofes’ bufh 1 11 mount the higher. 
 And flourtlh unconfumed in fire. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCLXV. 
 
 1 /^MNIPOTENT Lord, My Saviour and King, 
 
 Thy fuccourafFord,Thy rightcoufnefs bring; 
 Thy promifes bind thee CompalTion to have, 
 Now, now let me find thee Almighty to favc. 
 
 2 Rejoicing in hope, And patient in grief, 
 
 To thee 1 look up For certain relief; 
 
 I fear no denial, No danger I fear. 
 
 Nor ftart from the trial, While Jefus is near. 
 
 3 1 every hour In jeopardy ftand; 
 
 But thou art my power, And holdefl my hand; 
 While yet I am calling. Thy fuccour I feel, 
 Itfavcs me from falling, Or plucks me from hell, 
 
 4 O who can explain This ftruggle for life! 
 
 This travail and pain, This trenjbling and flrifel 
 Plague, earthquake, and famine. And tumult, and 
 war, 
 
 The wonderful coming Of Jefus declare. 
 
 5 For every fight Is dreadful and loud; 
 
 The warrior's deliglit Is (laughter and blodd, 
 
 FIis foes overturning, Till all fhall expire; 
 
 But this is with burning And fewel of fire. 
 
 6 Yet God is above Men, devils and fin, 
 
 My Jefus’s love The battle fhall win; 
 
 So terribly glorious His coming fliall be. 
 
 His love all-viflorious Shall conquer for me. 
 
 7 He all fhall break through, Histruth and his grace 
 Shall bring me into The plentiful place; 
 Through much tri bill at ion, Through water and fire. 
 Through floods bl temptation, Andflamesoldcfirc. 
 
 8 On 
 
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 8 On Jefus my power, Till then I rely; 
 
 All evil before His prefende foall fly: 
 
 When I have my Saviour, My fins fhall depart, 
 And Jefus for ever Shall reign in my heart, 
 
 HYMN CCLXVI. 
 
 1 My old, my bofom-foc, 
 
 Rejoice not ever me! 
 Oft-times thou haft laid me low, 
 
 And wounded mortally; 
 
 Yet thy prey thou couldeft not keep; 
 
 Jefus, v/hen I loweft fell, 
 
 Heard me cry out of the deep, 
 
 And brought me up from hell, 
 
 £ Foolifh world, thy fhouts forbear, 
 Till thou haft won the day: 
 
 Could thy wifdom keep me there. 
 When in thy hands I lay ? 
 
 If my heart to thee incline, 
 
 Chrift again fhall fet it free; 
 
 I am his, and he is mine 
 To all eternity. 
 
 3 Satan, ceafe thine empty boaff. 
 
 And give thy triumphs o’er; 
 
 Still thou feeft I am not loft', 
 
 While Jefus can reftore: 
 
 Though through thy deceit I fall, 
 Surely I (hall life again; 
 
 Chrift my king is over all, 
 
 And I with him fhall reign. 
 
 4 O my three-fold enemy! 
 
 To whom I long did bow, 
 
 See, your lawful captive fee. 
 
 No moie your captive now: 
 
 Now 
 
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 Now before my face ye fly; 
 
 More than conqueror now I am; 
 
 Sin, the world, and hell defy, 
 
 In Jefu’s powerful name. 
 
 HYMN CCLXVir. 
 
 1 *' J 'HE Lord unto my Lord hath faid, 
 
 X Sit thou, in glory flt. 
 
 Till I thine enemies have made 
 To bow beneath thy feet. 
 
 2 Jefu, my Lord, mighty to favc, 
 
 What can my hopes withftand, 
 
 While thee my advocate 1 have 
 Enthroned at God’s right hand? 
 
 3 I fear nor earth, nor fm, nor hell. 
 
 And death hath loft his (ling; 
 
 In vain, awhile thy foes rebel, 
 
 Thou, Jefus, art my Ling. 
 
 4 Nature is fubjefl to thy word, 
 
 All power to thee is given, 
 
 The uncontroled, almighty Lord 
 Of hell, and earth, and heaven. 
 
 5 And fhall my fins thy will oppofe ? 
 
 Matter, thy right maintain, 
 
 O let not thine ulurping foes 
 In me thy fervani reign! 
 
 6 Come then, and claim me for thine own, 
 
 Saviour, thy right aflert; 
 
 Come, gracious Lord, fet up thy throne, 
 And reign within my heart! 
 
 7 Thine enemies deftroy in mine. 
 
 Pronounce their fpieedy doom ; 
 
 In vengeance fpeak, in brightnefs ftiine, 
 The man of fin confumc. 
 
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 8 So fiiall I blefs thy pleafmg fway, 
 
 And, fitting at thy feet, 
 
 Thy laws with al! my heart obey; 
 
 With all my foul fubmit. 
 
 g So fhall I do thy will below, 
 
 As angels do above; 
 
 The virtue of thy paflTion fhowj' 
 
 The triumphs of thy love. 
 
 so Thy love the conquefl more than gains: 
 'I'o all I fhall proclaim, 
 
 Jefus the king, the conqueror reigns; 
 Bow down to Jefu’s name. 
 
 it To thee fhall earth and hell fubmit, 
 
 And every foe fhall fail, 
 
 Till death expires beneath thy feet. 
 
 And God is all in all. 
 
 HYMN CCLXVHI. 
 
 Part the FirJ}. 
 
 I TESUS, the conqueror reigns, 
 
 I In glorious flrength arrayed; 
 
 His kingdom over all maintains, 
 
 And bids the earth be glad; 
 
 Ye fonsof men rejoice 
 In lefu’s mighty love, 
 
 Lift up your heart, lift up your voice. 
 
 To him who rules above. 
 
 s Extol his kingly power, 
 
 Kifs the cjialted Son, 
 
 Who died, and lives to die no more. 
 
 High on his Father’s throne. 
 
 Our advocate with God, 
 
 He undertakes our caufe; 
 
 And fpreads through all the earth abroad 
 The vidory of his crofs. 
 
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 Part the Second, 
 
 3 I ^HAT bloody banner fee, 
 
 X And in your Captain’s figbt, 
 Fight the good fight of faith with me, 
 My fellow-foldiers fight; 
 
 In mighty Phalanx joined, 
 
 To battle all proceed; 
 
 Armed with the unconquerable mind, 
 Which was in Chrill your hdad. 
 
 4 Urge on your rapid courfe, 
 
 Ye blood-befprinkled bands: 
 
 The heavenly kingdom fuiTcrs force; 
 
 'Tis feized by violent hands: 
 
 Sec there the ftarry crown, 
 
 , That glitters through the fkies, 
 Satan, the world, and fin tread dowriy 
 And take the glorious prize! 
 
 Part the Third, 
 
 5 ^ 1 'HROUGH much diflrcfs and pain, 
 
 X Through'many a conflicf here, 
 
 Through blood ye mult the cnterancc gain; 
 
 Yet O difdain to fear! 
 
 Courage, your Captain cries. 
 
 Who all your foil foreknew. 
 
 Tod ye fhali have, yet all defpife, 
 
 I have c’ercotne .^^or you. 
 
 6 The world cannot withfland 
 
 Its ancient conqueror; 
 
 The world mull fink beneath the har d 
 Which arms us for the tvar: 
 
 This is the vidoiy! 
 
 Before our faith they fall; 
 
 Jefus hath died for you and me; 
 
 Believe, and conquer all! 
 
 V HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCLXIX. 
 
 David and Cohah. 
 
 1 T X THO is this gigantic foe, 
 
 VV That proudly (Ulks along? 
 Over-looks the crowd below, 
 
 In brazen armour ftrong? 
 
 Loudly of his ftrength he boafts; 
 
 On his fword ana fpear relies. 
 Meets the God of Ifrael’s holts, 
 
 And all their force defies. 
 
 2 Tallell of the earth-born race. 
 
 They tremble at hfs power; 
 
 Fly before the monller’s face. 
 
 And own him conqueror; 
 
 Who this mighty champion is, 
 Nature anfwers from within; 
 
 He is my own wickedness, 
 
 My own befetting fin. 
 
 3 In the ftrength of Jefu’s name, 
 
 I with the monfter fight, 
 
 Feeble and unarmed 1 am. 
 
 But Jefus is my might; 
 
 Mindful of his mercies paft, 
 
 Still I truft the fame to prove. 
 Still my helplefs foul 1 call 
 On his redeeming love. 
 
 4 From the bear and lidn’s paws 
 
 He hath delivered me! 
 
 He fhall ftill maintain my caufe, 
 And ftill my helper be; 
 
 God in my defence ftiall ftand, 
 
 Jefus on my fide I have; 
 
 From the proud Goliah’s hand 
 He now my foul fhall fave. 
 
 2 With my fling and ftone 1 go 
 To fight the Phililline; 
 
 God hath faid, it fhall be fo, 
 
 And 1 fhall conquer fin; 
 
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 On his promife I rely, 
 
 Truft in an almighty Lord, 
 
 Sure to v/in the victory ; 
 
 For he hath fpoke the word. 
 
 6 In the ftrength of God I rife, 
 
 I run to meet my foe; 
 
 Faith the word of power applies, 
 
 And lays the giant low : 
 
 Faith in Jefu’s conquering name 
 Slings the fin-deftroying flone; 
 Points the word’s unerring aim, 
 
 And brings the monfler down. 
 
 7 Rife, y€ men of Ifrael, rife! 
 
 Your routed foe purfue : 
 
 Shout his praifes to the fkies, 
 
 Who conquers fin for you ; 
 
 Jefus doth for you appear, 
 
 He his conquering grace affords; 
 Saves you, not with fword and fpear, 
 The battle is the Lord’s. 
 
 S Every day the Lord of hofls 
 His mighty pow^r difplays, 
 
 Stills the proud Philiftine’s boaff. 
 
 The threatening Gittite flays; 
 Ifrael’s God let ail below 
 
 Conqueror over fin proclaim; 
 
 O that all the earth might know 
 The power of Jefu’s name ! 
 
 HYMN CCLXX. 
 
 1 O hall I for fear of feeble man, 
 
 O The fpirit’s Courfe in me reflrain ? 
 Or, undifmayed in deed and word, 
 
 Be a true witnefs to my Lord ? 
 
 2 Awed by a mortal’s frown, fhall I , 
 Conceal the word of God moll high? 
 How then before thee fhall I dare 
 To Hand, or how thine anger bear? 
 
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 3 Shall 
 
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 3 Shall I to footh the unholy throng, 
 
 Soften thy truths, and fmooth my tongue? 
 To gain earth’s gilded toys, or flee 
 
 The crofs, endured, my Cod, by thee? 
 
 4 What then is he whofe fcorn f dread? 
 Whofe v/rath or hate makes me afraid? 
 
 A man! an heir of death! a flave 
 
 fl'o fin! a bubble on the wavel 
 
 3 Yea, let men fage; fince thou wilt fpread 
 Thy Ihadowing wings around my head. 
 Since in'all pain thy tender love 
 WilJ flill my fure refrefhmcnt prcjv'c. 
 
 6 Saviour of men', thy fearchingeye 
 Doth all mine inmoft thoughts defery: 
 Doth ought on earth ray wifhes raife, 
 
 Or the world’s plcafures, or its praife! 
 
 •j The love of ChriA doth me conftrain 
 To feek the wandering fouls of men; 
 With cries, intreaties, tears to fave. 
 
 To, fnatch them from the gaping grave. 
 
 8 For this let men revile mv name. 
 
 No crofs I fliun, I fear no fhame; 
 
 All hail, repioach, and welcome pain! 
 Only thy teirors, Lord, re Aram. 
 
 g My life, my blood I here prefent, 
 
 Jf for thy truth they may tie fpent. 
 
 Fulfil thy fovereign counfel, Lord! 
 
 Thy will be done, thy name, adored! 
 
 0 Give me thy Arength, O God of power! 
 Then let v/inds blow, or thunders loar, 
 Thy faithful witnefs will' I be: 
 
 'Tis fixt: I can do aJl through thee! 
 HYMN CCLXXI. 
 
 Lord is king, and earth fubmits. 
 Howe’er irtipaiient, to his fway; 
 Between the Cherubims he fits, 
 
 And makes his reAlefs foes obey. 
 
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 a All pov/er Is to our Jefus glv^; 
 
 O’er earth’s rebellious fons he reigns; 
 
 He mildly rules the hods of heaven; 
 
 And holds the powers of hell in chains. 
 
 3 In vain doth Satan rage his hour, 
 
 Beyond his chain he cannot go; 
 
 Our Jefus fhall (lir up his power, 
 
 And loon avenge us of cur foe. 
 
 ,3 Jefus fhall his great arm reveal; 
 
 Jefus, the woman’s conquering feed; 
 (Though now the Serpent bruife his heel,) 
 Jefus fhall bruile the Serpent’s head. 
 
 5 The enemy his tares has fown, 
 
 But Chnft fhall fhortly root them up; 
 Shall cad the dire Accufer down, 
 
 And difappoint his children’s hope* 
 
 6 Shall dill the proud Philidine’s noife. 
 
 Baffle the fons of unbelief; 
 
 Nor long permit them to rejoice. 
 
 But turn their triumph into grief. 
 
 ^ Come glorious Lord, the rebels fpum. 
 Scatter thy foes, viciorious king; 
 
 And Gath and Afkeloti fhall mourn. 
 
 And all the fons of God fhall fing; 
 
 8 Shall magnify the foveieign grace, 
 
 Of him that fits upon the throne; 
 
 And eabtb and heaven conlpire to prail'e, 
 jeiiovah and his conquering Son. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXn. 
 
 j A RE there not in thd labourer's day 
 jt\. Twelve hours, wherein he fafely may 
 His calling's work purfueP 
 Though fin and Satan dill are near^ 
 
 Nor (in, nOr Satan can I fear, 
 
 With Jefus in my view, 
 
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 2 Not all the powers of hell can fright 
 
 A foul that walks with Chrift in light; 
 
 He walks and cannot fall: 
 
 Clearly he fees, and wins his wav, 
 Shining unto the perfect day, 
 
 And more than conquers all. 
 
 3 Light of the world, thy beams I blefs; 
 On thee, bright Sun of Righteoufnefs, 
 
 My faith hath fixt its eye; 
 
 Guided by thee, through all I go, 
 
 Nor f^r the ruin fpread below, 
 
 For thou art alv/ays nigh. 
 
 4 Ten thoufand fnarce my path befet, 
 
 Yet will I, Lord, the work compleat, 
 
 Which thou to me haft given; 
 Regardlefs of tire pains I feel, 
 
 Clofe by the gates of death and hell, 
 
 I urge my way to heaven. 
 
 g Still will I ftrive, and labour ftill, 
 With humble zeal to do thy will, 
 
 And truft in thy defence; 
 
 My foul into thy hands I give, 
 
 A nd, if he can obtain ihy leave. 
 
 Let Satan pluck me thence. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXIII. 
 
 1 T 3 UT can it be, that I fhould prove 
 jD For ever faithful to thy love, 
 
 From hn for ever ceafe? 
 
 I thank thoe fat the blefCsd hope; 
 
 It lifts my drooping fpirits up, 
 
 It gives me back my peace. 
 
 2 In thee, O Lord, I put my truft! 
 Mighty, and merciful, and juft, 
 
 Thy 
 
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 Thy facred word is paft: 
 
 And I,who dare thy word receive, 
 Without committing fin fhall live, 
 
 Shall live to God at laft. 
 
 3 I reft in thine almighty power; 
 
 The name of Jelus is a tower 
 
 That hides my life above! 
 
 Thou canft, thou wilt my helper be; 
 
 My confidence is all in thee. 
 
 The faithful God of love. 
 
 4 While ftill to thee for help I call, 
 
 Thou wilt not futt'er me to fall, 
 
 Thou canft not let me fin; 
 
 And thou flialt give me power to pray, 
 il'ill all my fins are purged away, 
 
 And all'thy mind brought in. 
 
 3 Wherefore, in never-ceafing prayer. 
 
 My foul to thy continual care 
 I faithfully commend; 
 
 Affured that thou through life flialt fave. 
 And fhew thyfelf beyond the grave 
 My everlafting friend. 
 
 H V M N CCLXXIV. 
 
 1 God, my hope, my heavenly reft! 
 
 My all of happinefs below. 
 
 Grant my importunate requeft, 
 
 To me, to me, thy goodnefs fliow; 
 
 The beatific face drfplay. 
 
 The brightnefs of eternal day. 
 
 2 Before my faith’s enlightened eyes. 
 
 Make all thy gracious goodnefs pafsj 
 Thy goodnefs is the fight I prize; 
 
 O may I fee thy fmiling face! 
 
 Thy nature in my foul proclaim! 
 
 Reveal thy love, thy glorious name! 
 
 3 There 
 
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 3 There in the place beficle thy throne. 
 
 Where all that find acceptance ftand, 
 
 R.eceive me up into thy Son ; 
 
 Cover me with thy mighty hand: 
 
 Set me upon the rock, and hide 
 My foul in Jefu’s wounded fide. 
 
 4 O put me in the cleft! impowsr 
 
 My foul the glorious fight to bear! 
 
 Defcend in this accepted hourj 
 Pafs by me, and thy name declare: 
 
 Thy wrath withdraw, thy hand remove. 
 
 And fhew thyfelf the God of love. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXV. 
 
 1 ^ 1^0 thfee, great God of love, I bow! 
 
 A And proftrate in thy fight adore: 
 
 By faith I fee thee palling now; 
 
 I have, but ftili i allt for more; 
 
 A glimpfe of loye cannot fulEce! 
 
 My foui for all thy prefence cries, 
 
 2 I cannot fee thy face and live! 
 
 Then let me fee thy face and die! 
 hJow, Lord, my gafping fpirit receive! 
 
 Give me on eagles’ wings to fly: 
 
 With eagles’ eyes on thee to gaze, 
 
 And plunge into the glorious blaze, 
 
 3 The fulnefs of my vaft reward, 
 
 A bleft eternity (hall be: 
 
 But haft thou not on earth prepared 
 Some better thing than this for me? 
 
 What, but one drop! one tranuent fight? 
 
 1 want a fun, a fea of light, 
 
 4 Mofes ihry backward parts might view. 
 
 But not a perfect fight obtain: 
 
 The gofpel doth thy fulnefs Ihew 
 To us by the commandment (lain: 
 
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 The dead to fin niall find the gmej 
 The pure in heart Ihall fee thy face. 
 
 5 More favoured than the faints of old, 
 
 Who now by faith approach to thee, 
 Shall all with open face behold 
 In Chrift the glorious Deity; 
 
 Shall fee, and put the Godhead on, 
 
 The nature of thy linlefs Son. 
 
 6 This, this is our high calling’s prize! 
 
 Thiiie image in thy Son 1 claim: 
 
 And flill to higher glories rife, 
 
 Till all transformed I know thy naitic, 
 And glide to all my heaven above, 
 iVIy highcll heaven of Jefu’s love. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXVI. 
 
 1 /^OME, Saviour, Jefu, from above! 
 
 Affift me with thy heavenly grace I 
 Empty my heart of earthly love, 
 
 And for thyfelf prepare the place* 
 
 2 O let thy facred prefence fill, 
 
 And'fet my longi,ng fpirit free! 
 
 Which pants to have no other will, 
 
 But night and day to feaft on thee« 
 
 3 While in this region here below. 
 
 No other good will I purfue: 
 
 I’ll bid this world of noife and fhow, 
 With all its glittering fnares adieu.' 
 
 4. That path with humble fpeed I’ll feek. 
 
 In which my Saviour’s footfteps Ihine; 
 Nor will I liear, nor will I fpeak 
 Of any other love but thine. 
 
 5 Henceforth 
 
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 5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
 
 Divide this confecrated foul; 
 
 PofTefs it thou, who haft the right, 
 
 As Lord and Mafter of the whole. 
 
 6 Wealth, honour, pleafure, and what elfc, 
 
 This fhort-cndunng world can give, 
 
 Tempt as ye will, my foul repels, 
 
 To Chrift alone refolved to live, 
 
 7 Thee I can love, and thee alone, 
 
 With pure delight and inward blifsr 
 To know thou lakeft me for thy own, 
 
 O what a happsnefs is this! 
 
 8 Nothing on earth do I defire, 
 
 But thy pure love, within my breaft ; 
 
 This, only this will I require, 
 
 And freely give up all the reft. 
 
 HYMN CCXXLVII. 
 
 3 A BRAHAM when feverely tri^d, 
 jr\. His faith by his obedience (bowed; 
 He with the har(h command complied, 
 
 And gave his Ifaac back to God. 
 
 2 His fon the Father offered up, 
 
 Son of his age, his only fon: 
 
 Objeft of his joy and hope. 
 
 And lefs beloved than God alone. 
 
 3 O for a faith like his, that we 
 
 The bright example may purfuc! 
 
 May gladly give up all to thee. 
 
 To whoih our more than all is due. 
 
 4 Now, Lord, to thee our all we leave, 
 
 Our willing foul thy call obeys; 
 
 Pleafure, and wealth, and fame we give, 
 freedom, and life, to win thy grace, 
 
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 5 '«s iVierC a thing than life more dear? 
 
 A tiling, from which wc cannot part? 
 We can; wc now rejoice to tear 
 The idol from our bleeding heart. 
 
 6 Jefus, accept our facrifice; 
 
 All things for thee we count but lofs! 
 Lo! at thy word our liaac dies, 
 
 Dies on the altar of thy crols. 
 
 7 Now to thyfelf the viftim take! 
 
 Nature’s laft. agony is o’er: 
 
 Freely thy own we render back; 
 
 Wc grieve to part with all no more, 
 
 8 For what to thee, O Lord, we ^ive! 
 
 A hundred fold wc here obtain; 
 
 And loon with thee (hall all receive, 
 And lofs (hall be eternal gain, 
 
 HYMN CCLXXVm. 
 
 1 OMNIPRESENT God, whofe aid 
 
 No one ever alk.< 5 d in vain, 
 
 Be this night about my bed. 
 
 Every evil thought reflrairt ;■ 
 
 Lay thy hand upion my foul, 
 
 God of my unguarded hours; 
 
 ' All my enemies control, 
 
 Hell and eafth and nature’s powers# 
 
 2 O thou jealous God! comedown, 
 
 God of fpotlcls purity; 
 
 Claim, and leize me for thy own, 
 Confccrate my heart to thee! 
 
 Under thy protection take; 
 
 Songs in the night-feafon give; 
 
 Let me llecp to thee, and v/ake; 
 
 Let me aic to thee, and live. 
 
 3 Only 
 
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 3 Only tell me I am thine, 
 
 And thou wilt not quit thy right; 
 Anfwer me in dreams divine, 
 
 Dreams and vifions of the night. 
 Bid me even in fleep go on, 
 Reftlefsly my God defire; 
 
 Mourn for God in every groan, 
 
 God in every thought require. 
 
 4 Loofe me from the chains.of fenfe. 
 
 Set me from the body free; 
 
 D raw with ftronger influence, 
 
 My unfettered foul to theel 
 In me, Lord, thyfelf reveal. 
 
 Fill me with a fweet furprife: 
 
 Let me thee when waking feel; 
 l,et me in thine image rife. 
 
 5 Let me of thy life partake, 
 
 Thy own holinefs impart, 
 
 O that I might fweetly wake 
 With my Saviour in my heart! 
 
 O that I might know thee mine! 
 
 O that I might thee receive! 
 
 Only live the life divine! 
 
 Only to thy glory live! 
 
 HYMN CCLXXIX. 
 
 2 God, thy faithfulnefs I plead! 
 
 My prefent help in time of need, 
 My great Deliverer thou! 
 
 Hafte to my aid! thy ear incline. 
 
 And refeue this poor foul of mine: 
 
 I claim the promife now! 
 
 g Where is the way? Ah, fhew me where? 
 That I thy mercy may declare, 
 
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 The power that fets me free: 
 
 How can I my deflruftion fliun? 
 
 How can I'from my nature runP 
 Anlwer, O God, for me! 
 
 3 One only way the erring mind 
 
 Of man, (hort-fighted man can find, 
 From inbred fin to fly: 
 
 Stronger than love, I fondly thought, 
 Death, only death can cut the knot, 
 Which love cannot untie. 
 
 4 But thou, O Lard, art full of grace! 
 
 Thy love can find a thoufand ways 
 
 To foolifh man unknown: 
 
 My foul upon thy love I cafli; 
 
 I reft me till the ftorm is paft, 
 
 Upon thy love alone. 
 
 5 Thy faithful, wife, and mighty love. 
 Shall every ftumbling-block remove. 
 
 And make an open way» 
 
 Thy love ihall burft the (hades of death. 
 And hear me from the gulph beneath. 
 To cverlafting day. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXX. 
 
 1 OD of my life, whofe gracious power, 
 
 VJf Through various deaths my foul hath led, 
 Or turned afide the fatal hour. 
 
 Or lifted up my finking head! 
 
 2 In all my ways thy hand I own. 
 
 Thy ruling Providence I fee; 
 
 A in ft me ftill my courle to run. 
 
 And ftill dircdl my paths to thee. 
 
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 3 Oft hath the (ea confen; thy powdr. 
 
 And given me back to thy command: 
 
 It could not, Lord, my life devour, 
 
 Safe in the hollow of thine hand. 
 
 4 Oft from the margin of the grave, 
 
 Thou, Lord, hall lifted up my head; 
 
 Sudden I found thee near to favc; 
 
 The fever owned thy touch, and fled. 
 
 5 Whither, O whither (hould 1 fly! 
 
 But to my loving Saviour’s breall; 
 
 Secure within thine arms to lie, 
 
 And fafe beneath thy wings to reft? 
 
 6 I have no {kill the fnare to Ihun, 
 
 But thou, O Chrift! my wifdom art; 
 
 1 ever into ruin run; 
 
 But thou art greater than my heart, 
 
 y Foolifh, and impotent, and blind, 
 
 Lead me away I have not known; 
 
 Bring me where I my heaven may find, 
 
 The heaven of loving thee alone. 
 
 8 Enlarge my heart to make thee room; 
 
 Enter, and in me ever ftay; 
 
 The crooked then fhall ftraight become ; 
 
 The darknefs ftialj be loft in day! 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXI. 
 
 j TV /TY God, if I may call thee mine, 
 
 XVi From heaven, and thee removed fo far; 
 Draw nigh; thy pitying ear incline, 
 
 And caft not out my languid prayer. 
 
 2 Gently the weak thou loveft to lead, 
 
 Thou loveft to prop the feeble knee, 
 
 O break not then a bruifed reed! 
 
 Nor quench the fmoaking flax in me. 
 
 3 Buried 
 
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 Buried in fin, (hy voice I hear, 
 
 And bui d the barriers of ray tomb; 
 
 Jn all the marks of death appear, 
 
 Forth at tjiy call, ibough bound I.come. 
 
 4 Give me, O give me fully, Lord! 
 
 Thy refurreftion’s pov.’er to know; 
 
 Free me indeed; repeat the word, 
 
 And loofe my bands, and let me go. 
 
 5 Fain would I go to thee, my God, 
 
 Thy mercies and my wants to tell; 
 
 I feel my pardon fealed in blood; 
 
 Saviour thy love I wait to feel. 
 
 6 Freed from the power of cancelled fin; 
 
 When {ball my foul triumphant prove? 
 Wliy breaks not out the hre within, 
 
 In flames of joy, and praife, and love? 
 
 7 Jefus to thee my foul afpires; 
 
 jefus to thee I plight my vows. 
 
 Keep me from earthly, bafe dehres. 
 
 My God, my Saviour, and my Spoufe. 
 
 8 Fountain of all-fufficlent blifs, 
 
 Thou art the good I leek below; 
 Fulnefs of joys in thee there is; 
 
 Without ’tis inifery all, and woe. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXXir. 
 
 1 T^ONDLY my foolifh heart effays, 
 
 A To augment the fourcc of peideft blifs; 
 Love’s all-fufficient fea to raife, 
 
 With drops of creature happinefs. 
 
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 a O Love, 
 
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 2 O Love, thy fovereign aid impart t 
 
 And guard the gift thyfelf haft given: 
 My portion thou, my treafure art. 
 
 And life, and happinefs, and heaven,. 
 
 3 "Would ought on earth my wilhes fhare^ 
 
 Though, dear as life the idol bej 
 The idol from my bread I’d tear, 
 Rofolved to feek. my all in thee. 
 
 4 Whate'er I fondly counted mine. 
 
 To thee, my Lord, I here reftore; 
 Gladly I all for thee refign; 
 
 Give me thyfelf; I alkno more. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXIII. 
 
 1 ''T^O the haven of thy bread, 
 
 JL O Son of Man, 1 flyl- 
 Be my refuge, and my reft, 
 
 For O the ftorm is high! 
 
 Save-me from the furious blaft, 
 
 A covert from the temped be I 
 Hide me, Jefus, till o’erpad, 
 
 The ftoim of fin 1 fee. 
 
 a Welcome as the water-fpring 
 To a dry, barren place; 
 
 O defcend on me, and bring 
 Thy fweet refrefhing grace! 
 
 O’er a parched and weary land 
 As a great rock extends its fhade. 
 Hide me, Saviour, with thine hand, 
 And fcreen my naked head, 
 
 3 In the time ot my didrefs, 
 
 Thou haft my fuccour been. 
 
 In my utter helplefthefs, 
 
 Reftraining me from fin: 
 
 O how 
 
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 O how fvWftly didft thou move, 
 
 To fave me in the trying hour! 
 
 Still proteft me with thy love, 
 
 And ihield me with thy power, 
 
 4 Firfl: and lad, in me perform 
 
 The work thou hail begun: 
 
 Be my (belter from the ftorm, 
 
 My fhadow from the fun; 
 
 Sprinkle ftUl the mercy-feat, 
 
 And bring thy Father’s anger down'; 
 Screen me, Jefu, from the heat 
 And terror of his frown! 
 
 5 Let thy merit as a cloud 
 
 Still interpofe between: 
 
 Plead the atonement of thy blood, 
 
 Till I am cleanfed from fin: 
 
 Weary, parchW with thirll, and faint. 
 Till thou the abiding fpirit breathe, 
 Every moment. Lord, I want 
 The merit of thy death. 
 
 6 Never Ihall I want it lofs, 
 
 When thou the gift hall given. 
 Filled me with thy righteoufnefs, 
 
 And fealed the heir of heaven; 
 
 1 fhall hang upon my God, 
 
 Till I thy perfeft glory fee, 
 
 Till the fprinkling of thy blood 
 Shall fpeak me up to thee. 
 
 hymn CCLXXXIV. 
 
 1 T ESUS, my king, to thee I bow, 
 
 I Enlifled under thy command; 
 Captain of my falvation, thou 
 
 Shalt lead me to the promifed land. 
 
 ? Thou 
 
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 2 Thou Haft a great deliverance wrougHf, 
 
 The ftaff from off my fhoulder broke, 
 Out of the houfe of bondage brought, 
 
 And freed me from the Egyptian yoke. 
 
 3 O’er the vaft howling wlldernefs, 
 
 To Canaan’s bounds thou haft me led, 
 Thou bidft me now the land poffefs, 
 
 And on thy milk and honey feed. 
 
 4 I fee an open door of hope, 
 
 Leg.ions of fins in vain oppofe; 
 
 Bold I v/ith thee, my Head, march up, 
 And triumph o’er a world of foes. 
 
 5 Gigantic lufts come forth to fight, 
 
 1 mark, difdain, and all break through 5 
 I tread them down in Jefu’s might, 
 Through Jefus I can all things do, 
 
 6 Lo ! the tall fons of Anak rife! 
 
 Who can the fons of Anak meet! 
 Captain, to thee 1 lift mine eyes, 
 
 And lo 1 they fall beneath my feet. 
 
 7 Paffion, and Appetite, and Pride, 
 
 ^Pride, my old, dreadful, tyrant-foe,} 
 
 I lee call down on every iide, 
 
 And conquering, I to conquer go. 
 
 8 My Lord in my behalf appears ; 
 
 Captain, thy ftrength-infpiring eye 
 Scatters my doubts, difpels my fears, 
 
 And makes the hoft of Aliens fly. 
 
 0 Who can before my Captain ftand ? 
 Who is fo great a King as mine ? 
 
 High over all is thy right hand, 
 
 And might and majefty are thine.. 
 
 SECTION 
 
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 SECTION lir. 
 
 For Believers Praying. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXV. 
 
 1 T ESU, thou fovereign Lord of all, 
 
 The fame through one eternal day, 
 
 Attend thy feeblefl followers call,. 
 
 And O inftruft us how to pray ! 
 
 Pour out the fupplicating grace, 
 
 And llir us up to feek thy face! 
 
 2 We cannot think a gracious thought, 
 
 We cannot feel a good defire, 
 
 Till thou who calledll a world from nought, 
 The power into our hearts infpirc; 
 
 And then we in thy fpirit groan. 
 
 And then we give thee back thy own, 
 
 3 Jefus, regard the joint complaint 
 
 Of all thy tempted followers here! 
 
 And now fupply the common want, 
 
 And fend us down the Comforter: 
 
 The fpirit of ceafelefs prayer impart. 
 
 And fix thy agent in our heart. 
 
 4 To help our foul’s Infirmity, 
 
 To heal thy fin-fick people's care, 
 
 To urge our God-commandine plea, 
 
 And make our heart a houle of prayer; 
 
 The promifed Intercefibr give, 
 
 And let us now thyfelf receive. 
 
 5 Come in thy pleading fpirit down. 
 
 To us who for thy coming (lay: 
 
 Of all thy gifts we afk but one, 
 
 We afk the conftant power to pray: 
 
 Indulge us. Lord, in this requefl! 
 
 Thou canfl not then deny the reft. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCLXXXVI, 
 
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 1 /^OME, ye followers of the Lord, 
 
 \_ y In Jefu’s fervice join: 
 
 Jefus gives the facred word, 
 
 The ordinance divine; 
 
 Let us his command obey, 
 
 And afk, and have, whate’er we want, 
 Pray we, every moment pray, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 2 Place no longer let us give 
 
 To the old Tempter’s will; 
 
 Never more our duty leave. 
 
 While Satan cries, “ Be ftill 
 Stand we in the ancient way. 
 
 And here with God omlclves acquaint: 
 Pray we, every moment pray, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 3 Be it wearinefs'and pain 
 
 To flothful flefh and blood; 
 
 Yet we will the crofs fuftain. 
 
 And blefs the welcome load ; 
 
 All our griefs to God difplay. 
 
 And humbly pour out our complaint; 
 Pray we, every moment pray, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 4 Let us patiently endure. 
 
 And ftill our wants declare ; 
 
 All the promifes are fure 
 To perfevering prayer: 
 
 Till we fee the perfeft day. 
 
 And each wakes up a finlefs faint; 
 
 Pray we, every moment pray, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 5 Pray 
 
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 5 Pray we on when all renewed, 
 
 And perfefted in tove, 
 
 Till we fee the Saviour God, 
 
 Delcending from above; 
 
 All his heavenly charms furvey. 
 
 Beyond what angel minds can paint. 
 
 Pray we, every moment pray, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXVIH 
 
 1 prayin-g fpirii breathe, 
 
 1 . The watching power impart: 
 
 From all entanglements beneath, 
 
 Call off my peaceful heart; 
 
 My feeble mind fuftain. 
 
 By worldly thoughts oppreft: 
 
 Appear and bid me turn again 
 To my eternal reft. 
 
 2 Swift to my refeue come; 
 
 Thy own this moment feizc: 
 
 Gather my wandering fpirit home, 
 
 And keep in perfefl; peace: 
 
 Suffered no more to tove, 
 
 O’er all the earth abroad, 
 
 Arreft the prifoner of thy love, 
 
 And (hut me up in God. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXVIIL- 
 
 1 O HEPHERD divine, our wants re!;?'"*, 
 
 O In this our evil day ; 
 
 To all thy templed followers give, 
 
 The power to watch and prav. 
 
 2 Long as our fiery trials laft. 
 
 Long as the crofs we bear; 
 
 O let our fouls on thee be caff, 
 
 III never ceafing prayer I 
 
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 3 The Tplrit of interceding grace 
 
 Give us in faith to claim; 
 
 To wreflle till we fee thy face. 
 
 And know thy hidden name. 
 
 4 Till thou thy perfefi: love impart^ 
 
 Till thou thyfelf bellow : 
 
 Be this the cry of every heart, 
 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 j; I will not let thee go unlefs 
 Thou tell thy name to me ; 
 
 With all thy great falvation blefs, 
 
 And make me all like thee. 
 
 6 Then let me on the mountaimtop- 
 Behold thy open face ; 
 
 Where faith in fight is fwallow^d up. 
 
 And pray^ in endlefs praife, 
 
 HYMN CCLX'XXIX. 
 
 1 W^ondrous power of faithful prayer T 
 
 What tongue can tell the almighty grace? 
 God’s hands or bound or open arc, 
 
 As Moles or Elijah prays: 
 
 Let Moles in the fpirit groan, 
 
 And God cries out, Let trie alone! 
 
 s ” Let me alone that alLmy wrath, 
 
 May rife the wicked to confumeS 
 While juftice hears thy praying faith. 
 
 It cannot feal the fmner's doom : 
 
 My Son is in my fervant’s prayCT, 
 
 And Jefus forces me to fpare.” 
 
 O blefied word of gofpel-grace ? 
 
 Which now we for our Ifrael plead J 
 A faithlefs and backfliding race, 
 
 WhoiG thou hall out ol Egypt freed. 
 
 O do 
 
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 O do not then in wrath chaflife, 
 
 Nor let thy v/holc difpleafurc rife. 
 
 4 Father, we afk in Jeha’s name : 
 
 In Jefu’s power and fpirit pray t 
 Divert thy vengeful thunder’s aim! 
 
 O turn thy tlueafening wrath awayj 
 Our guilt and nimifhment remove, 
 
 And magnify tny pardoning love! 
 
 5 Father, regard thy pleading Son, 
 
 Accept his all-availing prayer, 
 
 And fend a peaceful anlwer down’, 
 
 In honour of our Spokefman there ; 
 Whofe blood proclaims our fins forgiven, 
 And fpeaks thy rebels up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCXC. 
 
 1 TESU, thou haft bid us pray, 
 
 J Pray always, and not faint; 
 
 With the word a power convey, 
 
 To utter our complaint; 
 
 Quiet (halt thou never know, 
 
 Till wc from fin are fully freed: 
 
 O avenge us of our foe, 
 
 And bruife the Serpent’s head! 
 
 2 We have now' begun to cry, 
 
 And wc will never end. 
 
 Till we find falvation nigh, 
 
 And grafp the Tinner’s friend; 
 
 Day and night we’ll fpeak our woe, 
 'With thee importunately plead; 
 
 O avenge us of our foe. 
 
 And bruife the Serpent’s head I 
 
 Q Speak the word, and we Ihall be 
 From all our bands releafed; 
 
 Only thou canft fet us free, 
 
 By Satan long opprell. 
 
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 .Now the power almighty fliow, 
 
 Arife the woman’s conquering feed! 
 O avenge us of oiir foe, 
 
 And bmue the Serpent’s head! 
 
 4 To deftroy his work of fin, 
 
 Thyfelf in us reveal; 
 
 Manifeft thyfelf within 
 Ourflelh, and fully dwell, 
 
 With us, in us here below; 
 
 Enter and make us free indeed; 
 
 O avenge us of our foe, 
 
 And bruife the Serpent’s head! 
 
 5 Stronger than the ftrong-man thou 
 
 His fury canft control: 
 
 Caft him out, by entering now. 
 
 And keep out ranfomed foul-; 
 
 Satan’s kingdom overthrow. 
 
 On all the powers of darknefs tread : 
 O avenge us of our foe, 
 
 And bruife the Serpent’s head ! 
 
 6 To the never ceafmg cries 
 
 Of thine eleft attend; 
 
 Send deliverance from the fkies. 
 
 The mighty fpirit fend; 
 
 Though to man thou feemeh flow, 
 
 Our cries thou feemefl; not to heed : 
 
 O avenge us of our foe, 
 
 And bruife the Serpent’s head ! 
 
 y Come, O come, all-glorious Lord ! 
 
 No longer now delay, 
 
 With thy fpint’s two-edged fvvord 
 The crooked Serpent flay 
 Bare thine arm, and give the blow. 
 
 Root out, and kill the hellifh feed; 
 
 O avenge us of our foe. 
 
 And bruife the Serpent’s head ! 
 
 8 Jefu, 
 
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 8 Jefu, hear thy fpirit’s cal!, 
 
 Thy bride, who bids thee come ; 
 Come, thcMj righteous Judge of all, 
 Pronounce the Tempter’s doom i 
 Doom him to infernal woe. 
 
 For him and for his angels made ; 
 Now avenge us of our foe. 
 
 For ever bruife his head. 
 
 HYMN CCXCI. 
 1 ESUS, 1 fain would find 
 
 Thy zeal for God in me; 
 
 Thy yearning pity for mankind. 
 Thy burning charity. 
 
 2 In me thy fpirit'dwell! 
 
 In me thy bowels move! 
 
 So fhall the fervor erf my zeal, 
 Be the pure flame of love. 
 
 HYMN CCXCIl. 
 
 1 T ESU, my flrength, my hope, 
 
 On thee I cart, my care, 
 
 With humble confidence look up, 
 And know thou hcarefl. my prayer. 
 Give me on thee to wait. 
 
 Till I can all things do, 
 
 On thee almighty to create, 
 
 Almighty to renew. 
 
 £ I want a fober mind, 
 
 A felf-renouncing will, 
 
 That tramples down and calls behind 
 The baits of pleafing ill: 
 
 A foul inured to pain. 
 
 To hardlhip, grief, and lofs; 
 
 Bold to take up, firm to fullain 
 The coirfecratfid'crofs. 
 
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 3 I want 
 
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 3 I want a godly fear, 
 
 A qoick-dilcerning eye, 
 
 That looks to thee, when fin is near 
 And fees tlie Tempter fly; 
 
 A fpirit flill prepared, 
 
 And armed with jealous care, 
 
 For ever flranding on its guard, 
 
 And watcliing unto prayer, 
 
 4 I want a heart to pray,, 
 
 To pray and never ceafe, 
 
 Never to murmur at thy flay, 
 
 Or wifli my fufierings lefs. 
 
 This bleffing above all. 
 
 Always to pray I want, 
 
 Out of the deep on thee to call, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 5 I want a true regard, 
 
 A Angle, fleady atm. 
 
 Unmoved by threatening or reward, 
 To thee and thy great name: 
 
 A jealous, juft concern 
 
 For thine immortal praife ; 
 
 A pure defire that all may learn 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 6 I reft upon thy word 
 
 The promife is for me, 
 
 My fuccour, and falvation, Lord, 
 Shall furely come from thee ; 
 
 But let me flill abide, 
 
 Nor from my hope remove, 
 
 Till thou my patient fpirit guide 
 Into thy perfe£l love. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCXCIII. 
 
 X T ORD, that I may learn of thee, 
 
 6 -< Give me true firnplicity : 
 
 'Wean my foul, and keep it low, 
 Willing thee alone to know. 
 
 2 Let me call my reeds afide, 
 
 All tiiat feeds my knowing pride: 
 
 Not to man, but God fubmit, 
 
 Lay my reafonings at thy feet. 
 
 g Of my boafled wifdom fpoiled, 
 
 Docile, helplefs as a child; 
 
 Only feeing in thy light. 
 
 Only walking in thy might. 
 
 Then infufe the teaching grace, 
 
 Spirit of truth and righteoufnefs; 
 Knowledge, love divine, impart. 
 
 Life eternal to my heart. 
 
 HYMN CCXCIV, 
 
 1 A H, when (hall I awake 
 
 JTx. From fin’s foft-foothing power! 
 The number from my fnirit fhakc. 
 And rife to fall no more? 
 
 2 Awake, no more to fleep, 
 
 But Hand with conflant care, • 
 I.ooking for God my foul to keep, 
 And watching unto prayer? 
 
 3 O jtould I always pray! 
 
 And never, never faint; 
 
 But fimply to my God difplay 
 My every care and want! 
 
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 4 I know 
 
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 4 I know that thou wouldeft give 
 
 More than I can requeft ; 
 
 Thou flill art ready to receive 
 My foul (o perfefl reft. 
 
 5 I feel thee willing, Lord, 
 
 A finful world to fave; 
 
 All may obey thy gracious word, 
 May peace and pardon have. 
 
 6 Not one of all the race, 
 
 But may return to thee ; 
 
 But at thy throne of fovereign grace 
 May fall and weep like me. 
 
 7 Here will I ever lie. 
 
 And tell thee all my care. 
 
 And Father, Abba Father, cry. 
 
 And pour a ceafelefs prayer; 
 
 8 Till thou my fins fubdue, 
 
 Till thou my fins deflroy, 
 
 My fpirit after God renew, 
 
 And fill with peace and joy. 
 
 9 Meffiah, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Into my foul bring in 
 Thy everlafling righteoufnefs,, 
 
 And make an end of fin. 
 
 o Into all thofe that feek 
 
 Redemption in thy blood. 
 
 The fanftifying fpirit fpeak, 
 
 The plenitude of God. 
 
 j Let us in patience wait. 
 
 Till faith fhall make us whole ; 
 Till thou fhalt all things new create, 
 In each believing foul. 
 
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 12 WTio can refift thy will ? 
 
 Speak, and it Ihall be done! 
 
 Thou {halt the work of faith fulfil, 
 
 And pcrfeft us in one. 
 
 HYMN CCXCV, 
 
 1 Q AVIOUR, on me the want bellow, 
 
 O Which all that feel (hall furely know 
 
 Their fins on earth forgiven: 
 
 Cive me to prove the kingdom mine, 
 
 And talle, in holinefs divine, 
 
 The happinefs of heaven. 
 
 2 Mccken my foul, thou heavenly Lamb, 
 That I in tlie new earth may claim 
 
 My hundred-fold reward; 
 
 My rich inheritance poffefs, 
 
 Co-heir with the great Prince of Peace, 
 ’Co-partner with my Lord. 
 
 3 Me with that redlefs third infpirc, 
 
 'I'hat facred, infinite defire. 
 
 And fead my hungry heart; 
 
 Lefs than thyfelf cannot fuffice; 
 
 My foul for all thy fulnefs cries, 
 jor all thou hail, and art. 
 
 4 Mercy who fhew, (hall mercy find: 
 
 Tliy pitiful and tender mind 
 
 Be, Lord, on me bedowed; 
 
 So Khali I dill the blefling gam. 
 
 And to eternal life retain 
 The mercy of my God. 
 
 5 Jefu, the crowning grace impart! 
 
 Blefs me with purity of heait, 
 
 I'haf, now beholding thee, 
 
 I foon may view thine open face. 
 
 On all thy glorious beauties gaze. 
 
 And Cod for ever fee, 
 
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 6 Not for my fault, or folly’s fake, 
 
 The name, or mode, or form 1 take, 
 
 But for true holinefs 
 Let me be wronged, reviled, abhorred. 
 And thee, my fanftilying Lord, 
 
 In life and death confefs. 
 
 7 Called to fuflain thy hallowed crofs, 
 And fuffer for thy righteous califc, 
 
 Pronounce me doubly blefl ; 
 
 And let thy glorious fpirit. Lord, 
 Affure me of my great reward. 
 
 In heaven’s eternal feaft. 
 
 SECTION IV. 
 
 For Believers Watching. 
 
 HYMN CCXCVI. 
 
 1 RACIOUS Redeemer, fhake 
 
 This flumber from my foul! 
 
 Say to me now, awake, awake! 
 
 And Chrift fliall make thee whole. 
 
 Lay to thy mighty hand ! 
 
 Alarm me in this hour; 
 
 And make me fully underfland 
 The thunder of thy power! 
 
 2 Give me on thee to call. 
 
 Always to watch and pray, 
 
 Left I into temptation fall, 
 
 And caft my fttield away. 
 
 For each aftauk prepared, 
 
 And ready may I be, 
 
 For ever (landing on my guard, 
 
 And looking up to thee, 
 
 3 O do 
 
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 3 O do thou always warn 
 
 My foul of evil near! 
 
 When to the right or left I turn, 
 
 The voice Aill let me hear; 
 
 “ Come back! this is the way! 
 
 Come back, and walk herein!” 
 
 O may I hearken and obey. 
 
 And Qiun the paths of fin ! 
 
 4 Thou feed my feeblencfs; 
 
 Jefu, be thou my power, 
 
 My help and refuge in diflrefs. 
 
 My fortrefs and my tower. 
 
 Give me to trull in thee; 
 
 Be thou my furc abode: 
 
 My horn, and rock, and buckler be, 
 
 My Saviour and my God. 
 
 5 Myfelf I cannot fave, 
 
 Myfelf I cannot keep. 
 
 But flrengih in thee I iurcly have, 
 
 Whofe eye-lids never fleep. 
 
 My foul to thee alone 
 
 Now therefore I commend: 
 
 Thou, Jefus, love me as thy own, 
 
 And love me to the end! 
 
 HYMN CCXCVIL 
 
 j T^ATHER, to thee I lift my eyes, 
 
 1 . My longing eyes and relllefs heart: 
 
 Before the morning-watch I rile. 
 
 And wait to tafle how good thou art j 
 To’ obtain the grace I humbly claim, 
 
 The faving power of Jefu’s name. 
 
 2 The {lumber from my foul O lhake! 
 
 Warn by thy Ipiril’s inward call; 
 
 I.et me to rightcoufnefs awake. 
 
 And pray that I no more may fall, 
 
 or. 
 
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 Or give to fin or Satan place, 
 
 But walk in all thy righteous waySr 
 
 3 O wouldR thou, Lord, thy fervant guard, 
 
 •‘Gainfl; every known or fecret foe! 
 
 A mind for all affaults prepared, 
 
 A fober, vigilant mind beflow, 
 
 Ever apprifed of danger nigh, 
 
 And when to fight, and when to fly I 
 
 4 O never fuflFer me to deep 
 
 Secure within the verge of hell! 
 
 But ftill my watchful fpirit keep 
 In Jowly awe and loving zeal; 
 
 And blefs me with the godly fear, 
 
 And plant that guardian-angel here! 
 
 5 Attended by the facred dread, 
 
 And wife from evil to depart, 
 
 Let me from flrength to ftrength proceed. 
 And rife to purity of heart; 
 
 Through all the paths of duty move, 
 
 From humble faith to perfefi love. 
 
 HYMN CCXCVIIL 
 
 1 OD of all grace and majefly, 
 
 \JX Supremely great and good. 
 
 If I h ave mercy found with thee, 
 Through the atoning blood; 
 
 The guard of all thy mercies give, 
 
 And to my pardon join, 
 
 A fear left 1 fhould ever grieve 
 The gracious Spirit divine. 
 
 If mercy is indeed with thee, 
 
 May I obedient prove. 
 
 Nor e’er abufe my liberty, 
 
 Or fin againfl thy love; 
 
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 This chokefl fruit of faith bellow 
 On a poor fojourner; 
 
 And let me pafs my days below 
 In humblenefs and fear. 
 
 g Rather I would in darkncfs mourn 
 The abfence of thy peace, 
 
 Than e’er by light irreverence turn 
 Thy grace to wantonnefs: 
 
 Rather 1 would in painful awe 
 Beneath thine anger move, 
 
 Than fm againll the gofpel-law 
 Of liberty and love. 
 
 4 But O thou wooldll not have me live 
 In bondage, grief, or pain! 
 
 Thou doll not fake delight to griev'd 
 The helplefs fons of men: 
 
 Thy will is my falvation. Lord; 
 
 And let it now take place, 
 
 And let me tremble at the word 
 Of reconciling grace. 
 
 g Still may I walk as in thy fight, 
 
 My ftrifl obferver fee; 
 
 And thou by reverent love' unite 
 My childlike heart to thee: 
 
 Still let me, till my days are pall, 
 
 At Jefu’s feet abide; 
 
 So lhall he lift me up at Ia(l, 
 
 And feat me by his Gde. 
 
 HYMN CCXCIX. 
 
 1 T Want a principle within 
 1 . Ofjealous godly fear, 
 
 A lenlibility ol lin, 
 
 A pain to feel it near. 
 
 2 That 
 
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 2 That 1 from thee no more may part. 
 
 No more thy goodnefs grieve. 
 
 The filial awe, the flefhly heart. 
 
 The tender confcience give. 
 
 3 Quick as the apple of an eye, 
 
 O Cod, my confcience make! 
 Awake my foul when fin is nigh. 
 And keep it flill awake. 
 
 4 If to the right or left I ftray. 
 
 That moment. Lord, reprove ; 
 
 And let me weep my life away, 
 
 For having grieved thy love. 
 
 g O may the leaf! omifiTion pain 
 My well-inftrufted foul! 
 
 And drive me to the blood again. 
 Which makes the wounded whole» 
 
 HYMN CCC. 
 
 1 T T ELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly, 
 A JL And ftill my tempted foul ftand by. 
 
 Throughout the evil day! 
 
 The facred watchfulnefs impart. 
 
 And keep the iffues of my heart. 
 
 And ftir me up to pray. 
 
 2 My foul with thy whole armour arm; 
 
 In each approach of fin alarm. 
 
 And fhew the danger near! 
 
 Surround, fuflain, and ftrengthen me. 
 And fill with godly jealoufy. 
 
 And fanflifying fear. 
 
 3 Whene’er my carelefs hands hang dov/n, 
 O let me fee thy gathering frown i 
 
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 And feel ihy warning eye: 
 
 And darting cry, from ruin’s brink. 
 
 Save, Jefus, or I yield, L fink! 
 
 O fave me, or I die! 
 
 If near the pit I rafhly dray, 
 
 Before I wholly fall away 
 The keen conviftion dart! 
 
 Recal me by that pitying look, 
 
 That kind, upbraiding glance which broke 
 Unfaithful Peter’s iicart. 
 
 5 In me thine utmod mercy fbow, 
 
 And make me like thyfelf below, 
 
 Unblameable in grace; 
 
 Ready prepared and filtcd here, 
 
 By perfeft holinefs to’ appear' 
 
 Before thy glorious face, 
 
 HYMN CCCI. 
 
 T TNTO a world of ruffians fent, 
 
 X I walk on hodile ground; 
 
 Wild human-bears on daughter bent, 
 
 And ravening wolves furround, 
 
 2 The lion feeks my foul to day, 
 
 In fome unguarded hour; 
 
 And waits to tear his deeping prey, 
 
 And watches to devour. 
 
 3 But worfe than all my foes I find 
 
 The enemy within, 
 
 The evil heart, the carnal mind, 
 
 Mine own infidious fini 
 
 4 My nature every moment waits 
 
 To render me fecure. 
 
 And all my paths with eafe befets, 
 
 To make my ruin fure. 
 
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 5 But thou haft given a loud alarm^ 
 
 And thou ftialt ftill prepare 
 My foul for all affaults, and arm 
 With never-ceafing prayer. 
 
 6 O do not fuffer me to fleep^ 
 
 Who on thy love depend! 
 
 But ftill thy faithful fervant keep, 
 And fave me to the end. 
 
 HYMN CCCn. 
 
 1 T) ID me of-men beware. 
 
 JD And to my ways take heed, 
 Difcern their every fecret fnare. 
 
 And circumfpeftly tread: 
 
 O may I calmly wait 
 
 ft’hy fuccours from above! 
 
 And ftand againfl their open hate, 
 And well-diffembled love. 
 
 B My fpirit, Lord, alarm, 
 
 When men and devilsjoin^ 
 ’Gainft, all the powers of Satan arm, 
 In panoply divine. 
 
 O may I fet my face 
 His onfets to repel! 
 
 Quench all his fiery darts and chafe 
 The fiend to his own hell. 
 
 ^ But above all, afraid 
 
 Of my own bofom-foe, 
 
 Still let me feck to thee for aid, 
 
 To thee my weaknefs ftiow; 
 
 H ang on thy arm alone, 
 
 With felf-diftrufting care, 
 
 And deeply in the fpirit groan 
 The never-ceafing prayer^ 
 
 4 Give 
 
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 4 Give me a fobermind, 
 
 A quick, difcerning eye, 
 
 The htfl; approach of (in to find. 
 And all occafions llv. 
 
 Still may I cleave to thee. 
 
 And never more depart, 
 
 Blit watch witli godly jealoufy 
 Over my evil heart. 
 
 5 Thus may I pafs mv days 
 
 (.jt fojourning beneath, 
 
 Ami languifh to conclude my race, 
 And render up my breath; 
 
 In humble love and fear, 
 
 Th me image to regain, 
 
 And fee thee in the clouds appear, 
 And rife with thee to leign. 
 
 HYMN’ CCCIII. 
 
 j TESU, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 On whom I caft my every care, 
 
 On whom for all things I depend, 
 Infpiic, and then accept my prayer. 
 
 2 If I have failed of thy grace. 
 
 The grace that fure falvation brings; 
 if with me now thy fpirit days, 
 
 Atid hovering hides me in his wings; 
 
 3 Still let him with my weaknefs flay, 
 
 Nor for a moment’s fpace depart; 
 
 Evil and danger turn away, 
 
 And keep, till he renews my heart. 
 
 When to the right or left I dray. 
 
 His voice behind me may I hear, 
 
 “ Return, and walk in Chrid thy way, 
 
 “ Fly back to Chrid; for fin is near.” 
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 5 His facred ujiftion from above, 
 
 Be ftill my comforter and guide; 
 
 Till all the ftony he remove, 
 
 And in my loving heart rcfidc. 
 
 6 Jefus, I fain would walk in thee, 
 
 from nature's every path retreat; 
 
 Thou art my way, my leader be. 
 
 And fet upon the rock my feet. 
 
 7 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall; 
 
 O reach me out thy gracious hand! 
 
 Only on thee for help I call; 
 
 Only by faith in tliee I Hand. 
 
 HYMN CCCIV. 
 
 j "IpiERCE, fill me with an humble fear; 
 
 X My utter helpIclTncfs reveal; 
 
 Satan and fin arc always near. 
 
 Thee may 1 always nearer feel. 
 
 2 O that to thee my conlhint mind, 
 
 Might witli an even (lame afpire! 
 
 Pride in its carlieft motions find, i 
 And mark the rifings of defuc. 
 
 3 O that my tender foul might fly 
 
 The firft abhorred approach of ill! 
 
 Quick as the apple of an eye. 
 
 The flightcll touch of fin to feel! 
 
 4 Till thou anew my foul create, 
 
 Still may 1 fli'ive, and watch, and pray, 
 Humbly and confidently wait, 
 
 And long to fee the perfedt day. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCV. 
 
 Part tkt Firjl. 
 
 1 T T ARK how the watchmen cry ! 
 
 XX Attend the trumpet’s found; 
 
 Stand to your arms! the foe is nigh! 
 
 The powers of hell lurround; 
 
 Who bow to Chrill’s command, 
 
 Your arms and hearts prepare; 
 
 The day of battle is at hand! 
 
 Go fortli to glorious war! 
 
 2 See on the mountain top, 
 
 The (landard of your God! 
 
 In Jefu’s name 1 lift it up. 
 
 All Rained with hallowed blood 
 His ftandaid-bearer 1 
 To all the nations call: 
 
 Let all to Jefu’s crofs draw nigh! 
 
 He bore the crofs for all, 
 
 3 Go up to Chrlfl your head, 
 
 Your Captain’s footfleps fee; 
 
 Follow your Captain, and be led 
 To certain viaory. 
 
 All power to him is given; 
 
 He ever reigns the fame: 
 
 Salvation, happinels, and heaven, 
 
 Are all in Jefu’s name. 
 
 4 Only have faith in God; 
 
 In faith your foes alfail; 
 
 Not wrcftling againft llefh and blood, 
 But all the powers of hell; 
 
 From thrones of glory driven. 
 
 By flaming vengeance hurled, 
 
 They throng the air, and darken heaven. 
 And rule the lower world. 
 
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 H Y M N CCCVr. 
 
 Pari th{ Second. 
 
 t A NOELS your march oppofe, 
 
 X A. Who fliH in flrength excel, 
 
 Yourfecret, fworn, cteinsl foes, 
 
 Countlefs irivifible; 
 
 With rage, that never ends, 
 
 Their hellifh arts they try : 
 
 Legions of dire, malicious fiends. 
 
 And fpirits enthroned on high, 
 
 a On earth the ufurpers reign, 
 
 Exert tlieir baneful power; 
 
 O er the poor, fallen Ions of mea 
 1 hey lyrannizc their hour. 
 
 But fhall believers fearf* 
 
 But Oiall believers fly? 
 
 Or fee (he bloody crofs appear, 
 
 And all their powers defy? 
 
 3 Jefu’s tremendous name 
 
 Puts all our foes to flight! 
 
 Jefus, the meek, the angry Lamb, 
 
 A Lion IS in fight. 
 
 By all hell’s hofts withflood. 
 
 We all hell’s holts o’erthrow; 
 
 And conquering them through Jefu's blood, 
 
 We fill! to conquer go, 
 
 4 Our Captain leads us on ; 
 
 He beckons from the fkics, 
 
 And reaches out a Harry crown, 
 
 And bids us take the prize; 
 
 Be faitliful unto death, 
 
 Partake my victory: 
 
 And. thou fhalt wear this glorious wreath. 
 
 And thou fhalt reign with me. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCVII. 
 
 1 TT TERNAL power, whofc high abode 
 XL/ Becomes the grandeur of a God, 
 Infinite lengtiis beyond the bounds, 
 Where ftars revolve their little rounds! 
 
 2 Thee while the firfl archangel fings, 
 
 He hides his face behind his wings:. 
 
 And ranks of fhining thrones around 
 Fall worfhipping, and fpread the ground, 
 
 3 Lord, what fhall earth and afhes do? 
 
 We would adore our Maker too! 
 
 From fin and dufl to thee wc cry, 
 
 The Great, the Holy, and the High! 
 
 4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, 
 
 And worms have learnt to lifp thy name; 
 But O the glories of thy mind 
 
 Leave all our foaring thoughts behind! 
 
 5 God is in heaven, and man below: 
 
 Be fhort our tunes; our words be few! 
 
 A folcmn reverence checks our fongs, 
 And praife fits filent on our tongues, 
 
 HYMN CCCVIII, 
 
 t A ^^otd, with trembling I confefs, 
 
 A gracious foul may fall from grace! 
 The fait may loofe its feafoning power, 
 And never, never find it more! 
 
 2 Left That my fearful cafe fhould be, 
 
 Each moment knit my foul to thee: 
 
 And lead me to the mount above, 
 
 Through the low vale of humble love, 
 
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 HYMN CCCIX. 
 
 1 A Chaise to keep I have ; 
 
 A tfod to glorify; 
 
 A never dying ioul to fave, 
 
 And fit It for the (ky; 
 
 To ferve the prefent age, 
 
 My calling to fulfil; 
 
 O may it all my powers engage, 
 
 To do my Mailer’s will! 
 
 a Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy fight to live; 
 
 And O thy fervant, Lord, prepare 
 A ftrift account to give! 
 
 Kelp me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thyfelf rely; 
 
 AlTured, if i my truft betray, 
 
 1 fhall for ever die. 
 
 HYMN CeeX. 
 
 1 world's malignant eye, 
 V V Who load us with reproach and lhame ; 
 
 As fervants of the Lord mod high. 
 
 As zealous for his glorious name, 
 
 We ought in all his paths to move, 
 
 'With holy fear and humble love. 
 
 2 That wlfdom, Lord, on us bedow. 
 
 From every evil to depart; 
 
 To flop the mouth of ev^ry foe, 
 
 While, upright both in life and heart, 
 
 T'ne proofs of godly fear we give, 
 
 And fbew them how the Chridians live. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCeXl. 
 
 1 "D E It my only wifdom here, 
 
 To ferve the Lord with filial fear, 
 With loving gratitude: 
 
 Superior fenfe may I difplay, 
 
 By fhunning every evil way, 
 
 And walking in the good, 
 
 2 O may I dill from fin depart! 
 
 A wife and underftanding heart, 
 jefus, to me be given! 
 
 And let me through thy fpirit know. 
 To glorify my God below, 
 
 And find my way to heaven. 
 
 SECTION V. 
 
 For Believers Working. 
 
 HYMN CCCXH, 
 
 1 OLJMMON’D my labour to renew, 
 
 O And glad to act my part; 
 
 Lord, in thy name my work i do, 
 
 And with a fingle heart. 
 
 fc End of my every action thou, 
 
 In all things thee 1 see: 
 
 Accept my hallowed labour now; 
 
 I do it unto thee. 
 
 3 Whate’er the Father views as thine. 
 
 He viev/s with gracious eyes; 
 
 Jefu, this mean oblation join 
 To thy great facrifice. 
 
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 4. St^mpt with an Infinite defcrt, 
 
 My work he then fhall own; 
 
 Well pleafed with me, when mine thou art, 
 And I his favourite fon. 
 
 HYMN CCCXIII. 
 
 •1 QERVANT of all, to toil for man 
 O Thou didll not, Lord, refufe ; 
 Thy Majefty did not difdain 
 To be employed for us! 
 
 2 Thy bright example I purfue; 
 
 I'o thee in all things rife; 
 
 And all I think, or fpeak, or do. 
 
 Is one great facrifice. 
 
 3 Carelefs through outward cares I go, 
 
 From all diRratlion free: 
 
 My hands are but engaged below, 
 
 My heart is Rill with thee. 
 
 HYMN CeeXIV. 
 
 1 OD of almighty love, 
 
 By whofe fufficient grace, 
 
 1 lift my heart to things above. 
 
 And humbly feek thy face; 
 Through Jefus Chrift the juR, 
 
 My faint defires receive! 
 
 And let me in thy goodnefs truft, 
 
 Arid to thy glory live. 
 
 a Whate’er I fay or do. 
 
 Thy glory be my aim : 
 
 My offerings all be offered through 
 The cver-bleffed Name! 
 
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 Jcfii, my eye 
 
 He fixt on thee alone: 
 
 Thy name be praifed on earth, on high ; 
 Thy will by all be done! 
 
 3 Spirit of faith, infpi re 
 
 Mv confecrated heart; 
 
 JFill me with pure, celeflial fire, 
 
 With all ihou had and ail. 
 
 My feeble mind transform, 
 
 And, perfettly renewed, 
 
 Into a faint exalt a worm; 
 
 A worm exalt to Cod! 
 
 HYMN ceexv. 
 
 1 T^ORTH in thy name, O Lord I go, 
 
 My daily labour to purfue ; 
 
 Thee, only thee refolved to know, 
 
 111 all I tliink, or (peak, or do. 
 
 2 The talk thy wifdom has affigned, 
 
 O let me cheerfully fulfill 
 In all my works thy prcfmce find, 
 
 And prove thy acceptable will, 
 
 3 Thee may I fet at my right-hand, 
 
 Whole eyes my inmoTl fubdancc fee; 
 
 And labour on at thy command, 
 
 And offer all niy works to thee. 
 
 4 Give me to bear thy cafy yoke. 
 
 And every moment watch and pray; 
 
 And dill to things eternal look. 
 
 And haden to ihy glorious day; 
 
 5 For theie delightfully employ, 
 
 Whate’er thy boonteous grace hath given j 
 And run my courle with even joy, 
 
 And clofely walk, with thee to heaven. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCXVl. 
 
 J T O! 1 come with joy-to do 
 ■I. J The Mailer’s blclled will; 
 
 Him in outward \yovks purlue, 
 
 And ferve his pleaCuie Ilill.^ 
 
 Faithful to my Lord’s commands, 
 
 I flill would chufe the belter part; 
 
 Serve with careful Martlia’s hands. 
 
 And loving Mary’s heart, 
 
 a Careful without care I am, 
 
 Nor feel ray happy toil; 
 
 Kept in peace by Jefu’s name. 
 
 Supported by his fmile; 
 
 Joyful thus my faith to fhow, 
 
 I find his fervice my reward; 
 
 Every work I do below, 
 
 I do It to the Lord. 
 
 g Thou, O Lord, in fender love, 
 
 Dofl all my burdens bear I 
 Lift my heart to_ things above, 
 
 And fix it ever there. 
 
 Calm on tumult’s wheel I fit, 
 
 'Midft bufy multitudes alone, 
 
 Sweetly waiting at thy feet, 
 
 Till all thy will be done. 
 
 a. Thou, O Lord, my portion art, 
 
 Before I hence remove I 
 Now my treafore and my heart 
 Are all laid up above: 
 
 Far above all earthly things. 
 
 While yet my hands are here employed, 
 Sees my foul the King of Kings, 
 
 And freely talks with Cod. 
 
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 5 O that all the art might knovi/ 
 
 Of living thus to thee ! 
 
 Find their heaven begun below. 
 And here thy glory fee! 
 
 Walk in all the works prepared 
 By thee to cxertife their grace, 
 Till tliey gain their lull reward, 
 And lee thy glorious facel 
 
 hymn CCCXVII. 
 
 1 /CAPTAIN of Ifracl’s hoft and guide 
 
 Of all who feek the land above, 
 Bcneatli thy fhadow we abide, 
 
 The cloud of thy protefling love; 
 
 Our flrengih thy grace, our rule thy word, 
 Our end, the glory of the Lord, 
 
 2 By tliy unerring fplrit led. 
 
 We fhall not in the defert flray ; 
 
 We fhall not full direflion need, 
 
 Or mifs our providential way ; 
 
 As far from danger as from fear, 
 
 Willie love, almighty love is near. 
 
 .HYMN CCCXVHI, 
 
 1 Thou who camefl from above ! 
 
 The jrure celcllial fire to’ impart, 
 Kindle a flame of facred love, 
 
 On the mean altar of my heart! 
 
 2 There let it for thy glory burn, 
 
 W^ith inextinguifhable blaze, 
 
 And trembling to its fource return. 
 
 In humble love, and fervent praife. 
 
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 3 Jefu, confirm ttry heart’s defire, 
 
 To work, knd fpeak, and think for thee ; 
 Still let me guard the holy fire, 
 
 And ftill ftir up thy gift in me: 
 
 4 Ready for all thy perfeft will, 
 
 My afts of faith and love repeat; 
 
 Till death thy enrilcfs mercies feal. 
 
 And make the facrifice compleat. 
 
 HYMN CCCXIX. 
 
 ’’HEN quiet in my houfe I fit, 
 
 Thy book be my companion flill: 
 My joy, thy fayings to repeat, 
 
 Talk o’er the records of thy will; 
 
 And fearch the oracles divine, 
 
 Till every heart-felt word be mine. 
 
 2 O may the gracious words divine! 
 
 Subjefl; of ail my convcrfe be: 
 
 So will the Lord his follower join. 
 
 And walk, and talk himfelf with me; 
 
 So fhall my heart his prefence prove, 
 
 And burn with everlalling love. 
 
 3 Oft as I lay me down to reft, 
 
 O may the reconciling word 
 Sweetly compofe my weary breaft I 
 While on the bofom of my Lord, 
 
 I fink in blifsful dreams away, 
 
 And vifions of eternal day, 
 
 4 Rifing to fing my Saviour’s praife, 
 
 Thee, may 1 publiflr all day long, 
 
 And let thy precious word of grace 
 
 flow from my heart, and fill my tongue’ 
 Fill all my life with pureft love, 
 
 Andjoin me to thy church above. 
 
 SECTION 
 
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 SECTION VI. 
 
 For Believers Suffering. 
 
 HYMN CCCXX. 
 
 t ^ I 'HEE, Jefus, full of truth and grace, 
 
 A Thee, Saviour, we adore; 
 
 Thee in affliction’s furnace praife, 
 
 And magnify thy power. 
 
 2 Thy power, in human weakncfs fflown, 
 
 Shall make us all entire: 
 
 Wc now thy guardian-prefence own, 
 
 And walk unburnt in fire. 
 
 3 Thee, Son of man, by faith we fee, 
 
 And glory in our guide.; 
 
 Surrounded and upheld by tliee. 
 
 The fiery tell abide. 
 
 4 The fire our graces (hall refine, 
 
 Till, moulded from above, 
 
 We bear the character divine, 
 
 The (lamp of perfefl love, 
 
 HYMN CCCXXI. 
 
 1 O AVIOUR of all what haft thou done, 
 lO What haft thou fulfered on the tree? 
 Why didfl thou groan thy mortal groan, 
 
 Obedient unto death for me.? 
 
 The myflery of thy pafflon fhow. 
 
 The end of all thy griefs below. 
 
 2 Thy foul for fin an offering made, 
 
 Hath cleared this guilty foul of mine: 
 Thou haft for me a ranfom paid, 
 
 To change my liuman to divine ; 
 
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 To cleanfe from all iniqisity, 
 
 And make the finncr all Mkc thee. 
 
 3 Pardon, and grace, and heaven to buy, 
 
 My bleeding facrificc expired : 
 
 But didft thou not my pattern die, 
 
 That by thy glorious fpirit fired, 
 
 Faithful to death I might endure, 
 
 And make the crown by fufifering fure! 
 
 4 Thou didll the meek example leave, 
 
 Thai I might in thy footfteps tread; 
 
 Might like the man of forrows grieve, 
 
 And groan, and bow witii thee my head: 
 Thy dying in my body bear, 
 
 And all thy (late of fuffering fhare. 
 
 5 Thy every fuffering fervant, Lord, 
 
 Shall perfeft as his Mafl'er be ■, 
 
 To all thy inward life reftored. 
 
 And outwardly conformed to thee : 
 
 Out of thy grave the faint fhal! rife. 
 
 And grafp, through death, the glorious prize! 
 
 6 This is the (Irait and royal way, 
 
 That leads us to the courts above; 
 
 Here let me ever, ever ftay, 
 
 Till on the wings of perfeft love, 
 
 I take my lall triumphant flight. 
 
 From Calvary’s to Sion’s height. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXII. 
 
 1 ^ B^HOU Lord haft bleft my going out, 
 JL O blefs my coming in ! 
 
 Compafs my weaknefs round about, 
 
 And keep me fafe from fin. 
 
 » Still 
 
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 2 Still hide me in thy fecret place, 
 
 Thy tabernacle (prcad; 
 
 Shelter me with preferving grate, 
 
 And fcrcen my naked head, 
 
 3 To thee for Refuge may I run, 
 
 From fin’s alluring fnare, 
 
 Ready its rirft approach to fhun, 
 
 And watching unto prayer. 
 
 4 O that I never, never more 
 
 Might from thy ways depart! 
 
 Here let me give my wanderings o’er. 
 
 By giving thee my heart. 
 
 5 Fix my new heart on things above; 
 
 And then from earth releafe; 
 i afk not life; but let me love, 
 
 And lay me down in peace, 
 
 HYMN CCCXXIII. 
 
 1 A /f ASTER, I own thy lawful claim, 
 IvA Thine, wholly thine, I long to be 
 Thou feed, at lafl 1 willing am, 
 
 Where'er thou goefl to follow thee; 
 Myfelf in all things to deny; 
 
 Thine, wholly thine, to live and die. 
 
 2 Whate’er my finful flefh requires, 
 
 For thee I cheerfully forego; 
 
 My covetous and vain defircs. 
 
 My hopes of happinefs below; 
 
 My lenles’ and my palFions’ food, 
 
 And all my third for creature-good, 
 
 3 Pleafure, and wealth, and praife no more 
 
 Shall lead my captive foul adray: 
 
 My fond purfuils I all give o’er, 
 
 Thee, only thee, relolved to' obey; 
 
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 My own in all things to refign, 
 
 And know no other will but thine. 
 
 4 All pow^t is thine in earth and heaven; 
 
 All fulnefs dwells in thee alone; 
 Whate’er I have was freely given; 
 
 Nothing but fin I call my own : 
 
 Other propriety diiclaim; 
 
 Thou only art the great 1 AM. 
 
 5 Wherefore to thee I all refign; 
 
 Being thou art, and love, and power: 
 Thy only will be done, not mine! 
 
 Thee, Lord, let earth and heaven adore ! 
 Flow back the rivers to the Tea, 
 
 And let our all be lofl in theel 
 
 HYMN CCCXXIV. 
 
 j /^OME on, my partners in diHrefs, 
 
 V--' My comrades through the wildcrnefs, 
 Who hill your bodies feel; 
 
 Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
 
 And look beyond this vale of tears 
 To that celeflial hill. 
 
 2 Beyond <he bounds of time and fpace 
 Look forward to that heavenly place, 
 
 The faints’ fecure abode; 
 
 On faith’s ftrong eagle-pmions rife. 
 
 And force your palfage to the fkies, 
 
 And fcdle the mount of God. 
 
 g Who fuffer with our Mafler here, 
 
 We fhall before his face appear, 
 
 And by his fide fit down : 
 
 To patient faith the prize is fure; 
 
 And all that to the end endure 
 The crofs, fliall wear the crown. 
 
 4 Thrice 
 
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 4 Thrlce-blefTed blifs, infpiring hope ; 
 
 It lifts the fainting fpirits up; 
 
 Itbiings to.life the dead! 
 
 Our conflifls here fhall foon be paft, 
 
 And you and I afcend at laft, 
 
 Triumphant with our head. 
 
 5 That great myflerious Deity 
 
 We foon with open face fhall fee; 
 
 The beatific fight 
 
 Shall fill heaven’s founding courts with praife, 
 And wide diflufe the golden blaze 
 Of everlafling light. 
 
 6 The Father fhinmg on his throne, 
 
 Tlic glorious, to-etcrnal Son, 
 
 The Spirit, one and feven, 
 
 Confpire our rapture to complete; 
 
 And loL we fall before his feet, 
 
 And filence heightens heaven, 
 
 7 In hope of that extatic paufe, 
 
 Jefu, we now fuflain thy crofs, 
 
 And at thy footftool fall, 
 
 Till thou our bidden life reveal, 
 
 Till thou our ravifhed fpirits fill, 
 
 And God is ail m all. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXV. 
 
 L ord, I adore thy gracious will, 
 Tlirough ev^iy inflrumcni of ill 
 My Father’s goodnefs fee ; 
 
 Accept the complicated wrong 
 Of Shemei’s hand and Shemi’s tongue, 
 As kind rebukes from thcc. 
 
 C c 3 
 
 HYMN 
 
L 3*8 J 
 
 H y M N CCCXXVL 
 
 1 /^AST on the fidelity 
 
 OF my redeeming Lord, 
 
 1 fhall Ins falvatiop fee, 
 
 According to his word: 
 
 Credence to his word I give, 
 
 My Saviour, in diflreffes pafl, 
 
 Will not now his fervant leave, 
 
 But bring*Ine through at laft. 
 
 2 Better than rny boding fears 
 
 To me thou oft hafl proved ; 
 
 Oft obferved my blent tears. 
 
 And challenged thy beloved: 
 
 Mercy to my refcue flew, 
 
 And death ungrafped his fainting prey; 
 Pain before thy face withdrew. 
 
 And borrow fled away. 
 
 3 Now as yeflerday the fame, 
 
 In all my troubles nigh, 
 
 Jefus, on tfiy word and name 
 I fledfsflly rely, 
 
 Sure as now the grief I feel, 
 
 The promifed joy 1 foon fhall have; 
 Saved again, to finners tell 
 Thy power and will to fave, 
 
 4 To thy blefTed will refigned, 
 
 And Raid on that alone, 
 
 I thy perfefl ftrength fhall find, 
 
 Thy faithful mercies own; 
 
 CompafTed round with fongs of praife. 
 
 My all to rny Redeemer give; 
 
 Spread thy miracles of grace, 
 
 And fpr thy glory live. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCXXVir. 
 
 1 T^ATHER in the name I pray 
 A Of thy incarnate Love, 
 
 Humbly afk, that as my day 
 
 My fuffering ftrength may prove: 
 When my forrows mofl increafe, 
 
 Let thy flrongefl joys be given; 
 
 Jefu, come with my diflrefs, 
 
 And agony is heaven. 
 
 2 Father, Son, and Holy Ghofi, 
 
 For good remember me! 
 
 Me, whom tliou liafl caufed to trult 
 For more than life on thee: 
 
 With me in the fire remain, 
 
 Till like burnifhed gold I fliine. 
 Meet, through cOnfecrated pain, 
 
 To fee the face divine. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXVIII, 
 
 J 1 ^' TERNAL Beam of light divine, 
 
 JL_j Fountain of unexhaufled love, 
 
 In whom the Father's glories (bine, 
 
 Through earth beneath, and heaven above; 
 
 2 Jefu, the weary wanderer 's ref}, 
 
 Give me rhy eafy yoke to bear; 
 
 With fledfafl patience arm my breafi, 
 
 With fpotlefs love, and lowly fear. 
 
 3 Thankful I take the cup from thee. 
 
 Prepared and mingled by thy fkilJ, 
 
 Though bitter to the tafie it be, 
 
 Powerful the wounded foul to heal,. 
 
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 4 Be thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh I 
 
 So fhall each murmuring thought be gone; 
 And grief, and fear, and care fhall fiy 
 As clouds before the mid-day fun. 
 
 5 Speak to my warring paffions, “Peace;” 
 
 Say to niy trembling heart, “ jBc flill:” 
 Thy pow^r my ftrength and fortrefs is, 
 
 For all things ferve thy fovdreign will, 
 
 6 O death! where is thy fling? Where now 
 
 Thy boafled viftory, O grave? 
 
 Who fhall contend with God? Or who 
 Can hurt, whom God delights to fave? 
 
 HYMN CCCXXIX. 
 
 1 ^~T^HOU Lamb of Cod, thou Prince of Peace, 
 
 i For tliee my fhirfty foul doth pine! 
 
 My longing heart implores thy grace, 
 
 O make me in thy likenefs fhine! 
 
 2 With fraudlefs, even, humble mind,’ 
 
 Thy will in all things may I fee; 
 
 In love be every wi!h refigned, 
 
 And hallowed my whole heart to thee. 
 
 3 When pain o’er my weak flefh prevails, 
 
 Wrth lamb-like patience arm my breaft; 
 When grief my wounded foul affails, 
 
 In lowly meeknefs may 1 refl. 
 
 4 Clofe by thy fide ftill may I keep, 
 
 Howe'er life’s various current flow; 
 
 Wuh (ledfafl eye mark every hep. 
 
 And follow tbee where’er thou go. 
 
 g Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight hah won; 
 
 ' Alone thou hah the wine-prefs trod: 
 
 In me thy hrengthening grace be (bown, 
 
 O may I conquer through thy blood! 
 
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 6 So when on Sion thou fiialt Ptand, 
 
 And all heaven’s hoft adore their king, 
 Shall 1 be found at thy right-hand, 
 
 And free from pain tliy glories fmg. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXX. 
 
 1 Thou, to whofe all-fearching fight 
 The darknefs fhineth as the light; 
 
 Search, prove my heart; it pants for thee: 
 O burft thefe bonds, and fet it freel 
 
 2 Wafh out its ftains, refine its drofs, 
 
 Nail my affeflions lo the crots! 
 
 Hallow each thought; let all within 
 Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean* 
 
 3 If in this darkfome wild I flray, 
 
 Be thou my light, be thou my way; 
 
 No foes, no violence I fear, 
 
 No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 
 
 4 When rifmg floods my foul o’erflow, 
 When finks my heait in waves of woe, 
 Jefu, thy timely aid impart, 
 
 And laife my head, and cheer my heart, 
 
 5 Saviour, where’er tliy. Heps I fee, 
 Dauntlefs, untired I follow thee; 
 
 O let thy hand fupport me ftill,’ 
 
 And lead me to thy holy hill! 
 
 6 If rough and thorny he the way, 
 
 My flrengih proportion to my day; 
 
 Till toil, and grief, and pain fhall ceafe, 
 Where all is calm, and Joy, and peace. 
 
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 Groaning for full Redemplion. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXI. 
 
 I * I 'HE thing my God doth hate, 
 
 A That 1 no more may do, 
 
 Thy creature, Lord, again create, 
 
 And all my foul renew: 
 
 My foul (hall then, like thine, 
 
 Abhor the thing unclean. 
 
 And fanflified by love divine, 
 
 For ever ccafe from fin, 
 
 8 That bieffed law of thine, 
 
 Jefu, to me impart! 
 
 Thy fpint’s law of life divine, 
 
 O write It in my heart! 
 
 Implant it deep within, 
 
 whence it may ne’er remove, 
 
 The law of liberty from fin, 
 
 The perfeft law of love. 
 
 3 Thy nature be my law, 
 
 Thy fpotlefs fanftity. 
 
 And fweetly every moment draw 
 My happy,loul to thee! 
 
 Soul of my foul remain! 
 
 Who didft for all fulfil, 
 
 In me, O Lord, fulfil again 
 
 Thy hcal/enly Father’s willl 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXII, 
 
 O Jefu, let thy dying cry 
 
 Pierce to the bottom of my heart! 
 its evil cure, its wants fupply. 
 
 And bid my unbelief depart. 
 
 2 Slay 
 
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 2 SW the dire rool and feed of fin^ 
 
 Prepare for thee the holielt place: 
 
 Then, O cfTential Love, come in! 
 
 And fill thy houfe with cndlefs pralfe. 
 
 3 Let me, according to thy word, 
 
 A tender, contrite heart receive, 
 
 Which grieves at having grieved its Lordj 
 And never can itfelf forgive. 
 
 4 A heart, thy joys and griefs to feel, 
 
 A heart, that cannot faithlcfs prove;■ 
 
 A heart, where Chrifi; alone may dwell, 
 All praife, all meeknefs, and all love, 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXIII. 
 
 1 OD of eternal truth and grace, 
 
 Vj’ Thy faithful prornife feal! 
 
 Thy word, thy oath, to Abraham’s rict, 
 
 In us, even us fulfil. 
 
 2 Let us, to perfeft love reftorcd. 
 
 Thy image here receive; 
 
 And in the prefence of our Lord 
 The lile of angels live. 
 
 3 That mighty faith on me beflow, 
 
 Which cannot afk in vain; 
 
 Which holds and will not let thee go, 
 
 Till I my fuit obtain. 
 
 4 Till thou into my foul infpire 
 
 The perfefl. love unknown, 
 
 And tell my infinite defire, 
 
 Whate’er thou wilt,'be done, 
 
 5 But is it pofTible that I 
 
 Shoulcl live, and fin no more? 
 
 Lord, if on thee I dare rely, 
 
 The faith fhall bring the powers 
 
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 G On me that faith divine beftow, 
 
 Which doth the mountain .move ; 
 And all my fpotlefs life (hall fhow 
 The omnipotence of love, 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXIV. 
 
 ^ For a heart to praife my God, 
 
 A heart from fin fet free! 
 
 A heart that always feels thj^ blood. 
 
 So freely fpiltfor me] 
 
 2 A heart irefigned, fubmiflive, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer’s throne; 
 
 Where only Chrin; is heard to fpeak. 
 Where jefus reigns alone. 
 
 3 O for a lotvly contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, trye, atjd clean! 
 
 Which neili'.er life nor death can part 
 From him that dwells witirin, 
 
 4 A heart in every thought renewed, 
 
 And full of love divine; 
 
 Perfeft, and right, and pure, and good, 
 A copy, Lord, of thiAe! 
 
 5 Thy tender heart is ftill the fame. 
 
 And .melts at human woej 
 Jefu, for thee diftreft I am: 
 i want thy love to know. 
 
 6 My heart, thou knowefl, can never reflj 
 
 Till thou create my peace, 
 
 Xill of my Eden repoSTeft, 
 
 From every fm I ceafe. 
 
 7 Fruit of thy gracious lips, on me 
 
 Beftow that peace unknown, 
 
 The hidden manna, and the tree 
 Of life, and the v^hite ftone. 
 
 8 Thy 
 
8 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, 
 Come quickly from above; 
 
 Write ihy new name upon my heart, 
 Thy new, befi; name of love! 
 
 HYMN CCCXXKV. 
 
 1 '"l^flOU hidden love of God, v/hofe height, 
 
 X Whole depth unfathoined, no man know 
 1 fee from far thy beauteous light, 
 
 Inly [ figh for thy repofe; 
 
 My heart is pained, nor can it be 
 At reft, till It finds reft in thee. 
 
 2 Thy fecret voice invites me ftill 
 
 The Iweetnefs of tliy yoke to prove ; 
 
 And fain I would; but thougli my will 
 Seem fixt, yet wide my paffions rove; 
 
 Yet hinderances drew all the way; 
 
 1 aim at thee, yet from thee ftray. 
 
 j 'Tis mercy all, that thou haft brought 
 My mind to feek hei peace in thee! 
 
 Yet while I feek, but find thee not. 
 
 No peace my wandering foul fliall fee: 
 
 O when ihall all my wanderings end, 
 
 And all my (teps to thee-waid tend! 
 
 ^ Is there a thing beneath the fun. 
 
 That ftnves witli thee my heart ia fhare? 
 Ah! tear it thence, and rcign^lone, 
 
 The Lord of every motion there! 
 
 Then fhal! my heart from earili be free, 
 When It hath found repofe in thee. 
 
 5 O hide this lelf from me, that 1 
 
 No more, but Chrift in me may live! 
 
 My vile affeftions crucify, 
 
 Nor let one darling lull furvive; 
 
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 In all things nothing may I fee, 
 
 Nothing dcfire, or feek but thee. 
 
 6 O Love, thy fovereign aid impart, 
 
 To fave me from low-thoughted care! 
 Chafe this felf-will through all my heart, 
 Through all us latent maaes there, 
 
 Make me thy duteous child that 1 
 Ceafelefs may Abba Father, cry. 
 
 7 A.H, no! ne’er will I backward turn: 
 
 Thine wholly, thine alone 1 am' 
 Thnce-happy he who views with fcorn 
 Earth’s toys, for thee his conllant flame! 
 O help, that 1 may never move 
 From the blefl footfleps of thy love! 
 
 8 Each moment draw from earth away 
 
 My heart that lowly waits rhy call; 
 Speak to my inmofl foul and fay, 
 
 “ 1 am thy love, thy God, thy all!" 
 
 To feel thy pow^r, to hear thy voice, 
 
 To tafte thy love, be all my choice. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXVl. 
 
 Y e happy finners hear 
 
 The prifoner of the Lord, 
 And wait till Chift appear. 
 According to his word , 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me. 
 We lhall from all our fins be free. 
 
 2 The Lord our Righteoufnefs 
 
 We have long fince received; 
 Salvation nearer is, 
 
 Than when we firft believed , 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fhall from all our fins be free. 
 
 3 Let 
 
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 3 Let others hug their chains, 
 
 For fin and Satan plead, 
 
 And lay, from fin’s remains 
 They never can be freed: 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fhall from all our fins be free. 
 
 /j In God we put our truflj 
 If we our fins confefs, 
 
 Faithful he is, and jufi, 
 
 From all unrighieoufnefs 
 To cleanfe us all, both you and me; 
 We lhall from all our lins be free, 
 
 5 Surely in us the hope 
 
 Of glory fhall appear; 
 
 Sinners your heads lift up. 
 
 And fee redemption near; 
 
 6 !Who Jefu’s fufFerings fhare, 
 
 My fellow-pnfoners now, 
 
 Ye foon the wreath (hall wear 
 On your triumphant brow. 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me. 
 We fhall from all out fins be free. 
 
 7 The word of God is fure, 
 
 And never can remove, 
 
 We (hall m heart be pure, 
 
 And perfeflcd in love, 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fhall from all our fins be tree. 
 
 8 Then let us gladly bring 
 
 Our (acrifice of praife, 
 
 Lcr us gTve thanks, and ling, 
 And glory in his grace; 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fhall frota all our fins be free, 
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 HYMN CCCXXXVII, 
 
 1 T^OREVER here my reft fhall be, 
 
 1 Clofe to thy bleeding fide; 
 
 This all my hope, and all my plea, 
 
 For me the Saviour died! 
 
 z My dying Saviour and my God, 
 Fountain for guilt and fin. 
 
 Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
 
 And cleanfe, and keep me clean. 
 
 3 Walh me, and make me thus thine own; 
 Wafh me. and mine thou art. 
 
 Wafli me, but not my feet alone, 
 
 My hands, my head, my heart. 
 
 .4 The atonement of thy blood apply, 
 
 Till faith to fight improve; 
 
 Till hope in full fruition die, 
 
 And all rny foul be love. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXVni. 
 
 j TESU, my life, thyfelf apply, 
 i Thy holy fpitit breathe; 
 
 My vtle affections crucify, 
 
 Conform me to thy death. 
 
 2 Conqueror of hell, and earth, and fin, 
 
 Still with thy rebel ftrive, 
 
 Enter my foul, and work within, 
 
 And kill, and make alive! 
 
 3 More of thy life, and more I have, 
 
 As the old Adam dies. 
 
 Bury me. Saviour, in thy grave, 
 
 That 1 with thee may rue. 
 
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 4 Reign In me, Lord, thy foes control, 
 
 Who would not own thy Iway, 
 DifFufe thine image through my loul, 
 Shine to the perfeft day. 
 
 5 Scatter the lad remains of fm, 
 
 And feal me thine abode; 
 
 O make me glorious all within, 
 
 A temple Duilt by God! 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXIX. 
 
 IJaiah xxxv. 
 
 1 TTEAV'NLY Father, fovereign Lord, 
 JL Jl Ever faithful to thy word, 
 Humbly we our feal fet lo, 
 
 Tedify that thou art true. 
 
 2 Lo! for us the wilds are glad, 
 
 All in cheerful green arrayed. 
 
 Opening (wcets they all dilclole, 
 
 Bud and bloffom as the rule. 
 
 3 Hark! the wades have found a voice! 
 Lonely deferts now rejoice, 
 
 Cladfome hallelujahs fmg ; 
 
 All around with praifes ring, 
 
 4 Lo! abundantly they bloom, 
 
 Lebanon is hither come; 
 
 Carmel’s dores the heavens dilpenlc, 
 Sharon’s fertile excellence. 
 
 5 See, thefe barren fouls of ours 
 Bloom, and put forth fruits and flowers, 
 Flowers of Eden, fruits of grace. 
 
 Peace, and joy, and rightcoufncls. 
 
 6 We behold, (the abjefts we,) 
 
 Chrid the incarnate Deity, 
 
 Chrid, in whom thy glories Ihine. 
 Excellence of drength divine, 
 
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 7 Yc tliat tremble at his frown, 
 
 Jle lhall lift your hands caft down: 
 
 Chrift, who all your weaknefs fees, 
 
 He fhall prop your feeble knees. 
 
 8 Yc of fearful hearts be ftrong, 
 
 Jcfus will not tarry long; 
 
 Fear not left his truth fhould fali, 
 
 Jefus is unchangeable. 
 
 9 God, your God fhall furely come, 
 
 Quell your foes, and feal their doom; 
 
 He fhall come, and'fave you too: 
 
 We, O Lord, have found thee true! 
 
 10 Blind we were ; but now we fee:. 
 
 Deaf; we hearken now to thee: 
 
 Dumb; for thee our tongues employ : 
 Lame; and lo! we leap Tor joy. 
 
 11 Faint we wer:C, and parched with drought; 
 Water at thy word gufhed out ; 
 
 Streams of grace our thirft refrefh, 
 
 Starting from thb wildernefs. 
 
 12 Still we gafp thy grace to know; 
 
 Here for ever let it flow; 
 
 Make the thirfty land a pool, 
 
 Fix the fpint in our foul. 
 
 13 Where the ancient dragon lay, 
 
 Open for thyfelf a way; 
 
 There let holy tempers rife, 
 
 All the fruits of paradife. 
 
 14 Lead os m the way of peace. 
 
 In the path, of righteoufnefs, 
 
 Never by the Tinner trod, 
 
 Till he feels thy cleanfmg blood. 
 
 15 There 
 
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 15 There the fimple cannot ftray, 
 
 Babes, though blind, may find the way, 
 Find, nor ever thence depart, 
 
 Safe in lowlinefs of lieart. 
 
 16 Far from fear, from danger far. 
 
 No devouring bead is there; 
 
 There the humble walk fecure, 
 
 God hath made their footlleps fure. 
 
 17 Jefu, mighty to redeem. 
 
 Let our lot be cafh with them. 
 
 Far from earth our fouls remove, 
 Ranfomed by thy dying love. 
 
 18 Leave us not below to mourn. 
 
 Fain we would to thee return; 
 Crov/ned with righteoufnefs, arife 
 Far above thefe nether fkies. 
 
 19 Come, and all our forrows chafe, 
 
 Wipe the tears from every face; 
 Gladnefs let us now obtain. 
 
 Partners of thine endlefs reign. 
 
 80 Death, the laleft foe, deftroy; 
 
 Sorrow then fhall yield to joy. 
 
 Gloomy grief fhall flee away, 
 Swallov/ed up in endlefs day. 
 
 HYMN CeeXL. 
 
 1 T TOLY Lamb, who thee receive, 
 i JL Who in thee begin to live. 
 
 Day and night they cry to thee, 
 
 As thou art, fo let us be I 
 
 2 Jefu, fee my panting bread; 
 
 Sec I pant in thee to redl 
 Gladly would I now be clean: 
 
 Clcanfe me p.ow from every fin. 
 
 3 Fi;t, 
 
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 3 Fix, O fix iTiy wavering mind! 
 
 To thy crofs my fpirit bind; 
 
 Earthly paffions far remove: 
 
 Swallow up our fouls in love, 
 
 A Dud and afhes though we be, 
 
 Full of guilt and mifery, 
 
 Thine we are, thou Son of God* 
 
 Take the purchafe of thy blood! 
 
 5 Who in heart on thee believes, 
 
 He the atonement now receives; 
 
 He with joy beholds thy face, 
 
 Triumphs in thy pardoning grace. 
 
 6 See, ye finners, fee the flame, 
 
 Rifing from the fiaughtered Lamb, 
 Marks the new, the living way, 
 
 Leisding to eternal day] 
 
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 7 Jefu, when this light we fee, 
 
 All ootr foul’s alhirftfor thee: 
 
 When thy quickening power we prove. 
 All Our heArt diffolves in love. 
 
 8 Boundlefs wifdom. power divine, 
 
 Love unfpeakable are thine! 
 
 Praife by all to thee be givdn, ’ 
 
 Sons of earth, and hofts of hcav< 5 n. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLI, 
 
 C OME, Holy Ghoft, alLquick^ning fire, 
 Come, and my hallowed heart infprre, 
 Sprinkled with the atoning blood; 
 
 Now to my foul thyfelf reveal, 
 
 Thy mighty working let me feel, 
 
 And know that 1 am born of God, 
 
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 ^ Thy wilnefs with my fpirit bear, 
 
 That God, my God, inhabits there: 
 
 Thou with the Father and the Son, 
 
 Eternal light’s coeval beam. 
 
 Be Chrifl: in me, and I in him. 
 
 Till perfeft we are made in one. 
 
 s When v/ilt thou my whole heart fubdue. 
 
 Come, Lord, and form my foul anew, 
 
 Emptied of pride, and wrath, and hell: 
 
 Lets than the leafl of a!! thy (lore 
 Of mercies, I inyfell abhor ; 
 
 All, all my vilencfs may I fee!. 
 
 Humble, and teachable, and mild, 
 
 O may 1 , as a little child. 
 
 My lowly Mafler's heps purfue ! 
 
 Be anger to my foul unknown ; 
 
 Hate, envy, jealoufy begone; 
 
 In love create thou all things new. 
 
 3 Let earth no more my heart divide, 
 
 With Chrih may I be crucified, 
 
 To thee with my whole foul afpire ; 
 
 Dead to the world and all its toySj 
 lt 3 idle pomp, and fading joys. 
 
 Be thou alone my one defire. 
 
 Be thou my joy, be thou my dread; 
 
 In battle cover thou my head. 
 
 Nor earth, nor hell I then fnall fear: 
 
 I then (hall turn my Heady face ; 
 
 Want, pain defy, enjoy difgrace, 
 
 Glory in dilfolution near. 
 
 4 My will befwallowed up m thee; 
 
 Light in thy light hill may I fee. 
 
 Beholding thee wuh open face : 
 
 Called the rull power of faith to prove, 
 
 Let all my hallowed heart be love, 
 
 And all my fpotlcfs life be prarfe. 
 
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 Come, Holy Ghoft, all-quickening fire, 
 My confecrated heart infpire, 
 
 Sprinkled with the atoning blood: 
 Still to my fgul thyfelf reveal ; 
 
 Thy mighty working may I feel, 
 
 And know that 1 am one with God I 
 
 HYMN CCCXLII. 
 
 1 TESU, thou art our king, 
 
 J To me thy fuccQur bring; 
 
 Chrifl,, the mighty one art thou, 
 
 Help for all on thee is laid ; 
 
 This tne word; I claiim it now, 
 
 'Send m6 now the promifed aid. 
 
 2 High on thy Father's throne, 
 
 O look with pity down! 
 
 Help, O help!' attend my call, 
 Captive lead captivity; 
 
 King of glory, Lord of all, 
 
 Chrift, be Lord, be King to me! 
 
 3 I pant to feel thy fway, 
 
 And only thee to’ obey ; 
 
 Thee my fpirit gafps to meet; 
 
 This my one my ceafelefs prayer. 
 
 Make, O make my heart thy feat! 
 
 O fet up thy kingdom there ! 
 
 4 Triumph and reign in me. 
 
 And fpread thy viftoiy : 
 
 Hell, and death, and fin control, 
 Pride, and wrath, and every foe, 
 
 • All fubdue: through all my foul 
 Conquering and to conquer go! 
 
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 HYMN CCCXLIII. 
 
 1 fource of calm repofe, 
 
 V_>/ Thy like nor man, nor angel knows, 
 Faired, among ten thoufand fair! 
 
 Even ihofe whom death’s fad fetters bound 
 Whom thickefl darknefs compaffed round, 
 Find light and life, if thou appear. 
 
 2 Effulgence of the light divine, 
 
 Ere rolling planets knew to fhine, 
 
 Ere time its cealelefs courfe began ; 
 
 Thou when the appointed time was come, 
 Didfl not abhor the virgin’s womb, 
 
 But Cod with God, wert man with man. 
 
 3 The world, fin, death, oppofe in vain, 
 
 Thou by thy dying, death had (lain. 
 
 My great Deliverer, and my God ! 
 
 In vain does the old dragon rage, 
 
 In vain all hell its powers engage; 
 
 None tan withdand thy Qon^ueJing blood. 
 
 Lord over all, Pent to fulfil 
 
 Thy gracious Father's fovereign will. 
 
 To ihy dread feeptre will 1 bow t 
 With duteous reverence ai thy feel, 
 
 Like humble Mary, lo ! 1 fit , 
 
 JSpeak, Lord, thy fervant hcarolh now. 
 
 ^ Renew thine image, Lord, in nie^ 
 
 Lowly and gentle may 1 be . 
 
 No charms but thefe to thee are dear. 
 
 No anger mayed thou ever find, 
 
 No pride in my unruffled mind, 
 
 But faith, and heaven-born peace be there. 
 
 6 A patient, a viflorious mind, 
 
 That life and all things calls behind, 
 
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 Springs forth obedient to thy caJI , 
 A heart that no defire can move, 
 
 But fl-ill to' adore, believe, and love. 
 Give me, my Lord, my life, my all. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXIV. 
 
 1 VER fainting with defire, 
 
 For thee, O Chrift, I call ! 
 
 Thee I reftlelsly require, 
 
 1 want my God, my all. 
 
 Jefu, dear redeeming Lord, 
 
 I wait thy coming from above : 
 
 H elp me. Saviour fpeak the word. 
 
 And perfecl me in love. 
 
 2 Wilt thou fuffer me to go 
 
 Lamenting all my days? 
 
 Shall I never, never know 
 Thy fanflifying grace? 
 
 Wilt thou not the light afford ; 
 
 The datknefs from my foul remove? 
 Help me. Saviour, fpeak the word. 
 
 And perfeft me in love. 
 
 3 Lord, if I on thee believe. 
 
 The fecond gift impart; 
 
 With the indwelling fpirit give 
 A new, a contrite heart, 
 
 If with love thy heart is flored. 
 
 If now o’er me thy bowels move, 
 Help me. Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perfeff me in love. 
 
 4 Let me gam my calling's hope, 
 
 O make the Tinner clean ' 
 
 Dry corruption’s founrain up, 
 
 Cur off the inlail of fm 
 Take me into thee my Lord, 
 
 And 1 fhall then no longer rove ■ 
 Help me. Saviour, fpeak the word. 
 
 And perfeft me in love. 
 
 5 Thou, 
 
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 5 Thou, my life,, my treafure be, 
 
 My portion here below! 
 
 Nothing would I feck but thee, 
 
 Thee only would I know j 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 My heaven on earth, my heaven above; 
 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perfeft me in love» 
 
 6 Grant me now the blifs to feel 
 
 Of thofe that are in thee; 
 
 Son of God, thyfelf reveal, 
 
 Engrave thy name on me; 
 
 As in heaven be here adored, 
 
 And let me now the promife prove ; 
 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perfeft me in love. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLV. 
 
 Phil. ii. 5. 
 
 t TESU, fhall I never be 
 
 I Firmly grounded upon thee? 
 
 Never by thy work abide, 
 
 Never in thy wounds-refide! 
 
 2 O how wavering is my mind ! 
 
 Tolled about with every wind! 
 
 O how quiejely doth my heart 
 From the living God depart! 
 
 3 Jefu, let my nature feel. 
 
 Thou art God unchangeable; 
 
 Jab, Jehovah, great I AM! 
 
 Speak into my foul thy name. 
 
 4 Grant that every moment I 
 May believe, and feel thee nigh; 
 
 Stedfaftly behold thy face, 
 
 Stabliflied with abiding grace. 
 
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 5 Plant, and root, and fix in me 
 All the mind that was in thee; 
 Settled peace I then (hall find ; 
 Jefu’s is a quiet luind. 
 
 6 Anger I no more (hall feel, 
 Always even, always Hill; 
 Meekly on my God reclined; 
 Jefu’s is a gentle mind, 
 
 7 I fhall fuffer, and fulfil. 
 
 All my Father’s gracious will; 
 Be in all alike r.eiigned, 
 
 Jefu’s is a patient mind. 
 
 8 When ’tis deeply rooted here, 
 Perfcft love fhall cafl out fear; 
 Fear doth fervile fpirits bind, 
 Jefu’s is a noble mind, 
 
 q When I feel it fixt within, 
 
 1 fhall have no power to fin; 
 How fhall fin an entrance find? 
 Jefu’s is a fpotlefs mind. 
 
 10 I fhall nothing know befide 
 Jefus, and him crucified : 
 
 I fhall all to him be joined; 
 
 Jefu ’s is a loving mind. 
 
 It I fhall triumph evermore, 
 gratefully my God adore; 
 
 God fo good, fo, true, fo kind, 
 Jefu’s is a thankful mind. 
 
 12 Lowly, loving, meek, and pure, 
 I fhall to the end endure ; 
 
 Be no more to fin inclined; 
 Jefu’s is a chnftant nlind. 
 
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 13 I fliall fully be reftored 
 To the image of my Lord, 
 
 WitnefTing to all mankind, 
 
 Jefu’s is a perfcfl mind. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLVI. 
 
 1 T ORD, I believe thy every word, 
 
 1 J Thy every promife true; 
 
 And lo! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
 
 Till 1 my flrength renew. 
 
 2 If in this feeble flefh I may 
 
 Awhile fhew forth thy praife, 
 
 Jefu, fupport the tottering clay, 
 
 And lengthen out my days. 
 
 3 If fuch a worm as I can fpread 
 
 The common Savioui’s name; 
 
 Let him who railed thee from the dead. 
 Quicken my mortal frame. 
 
 4 Still let me live thy,blood to (how, 
 
 Which purges every ftain ; 
 
 And gladly linger out below 
 A few more years in pain. 
 
 5 Spare me, till I my (Irength of foul, 
 
 Till I thy love retrieve; 
 
 Till faith fhall make my fpirit whole, 
 And perfetl foundnefs give. 
 
 6 Faith to be healed thou knoweft I have. 
 
 From fin to be made clean; 
 
 Able thou art from fin to fave. 
 
 From all indwelling fin. 
 
 7 Surely thou canfi, I do not doubt. 
 
 Thou wilt thyfelf impart. 
 
 The bond-woman’s bafe fon call out, 
 And take up all my heart. 
 
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 8 1 (hall 
 
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 S I fiiall my ancient ftrength renew: 
 
 The excellence divine, 
 
 (If ihou art good, if thou art true,) 
 Throi:ghout my foul fhall fhine. 
 
 9 1 n-iall, a weak and helplefs worm, 
 
 Through Jefus ftrengthening me, 
 Impoflibilities perform, 
 
 AndTive from finning free. 
 
 10 For this in ftedfaft hope I wait, 
 
 Now, Lord, my foul rellore; 
 
 Now the new heavens and earth create. 
 And I fhall fin no-more. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLVII. 
 
 Matt. vi. 10. 
 
 1 TESU, the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
 
 I In whom 1 now believe, 
 
 As taught by thee, in faith I pray, 
 
 Expefling to receive. 
 
 2 Thy will by me on earth be done, 
 
 As by the choirs above, 
 
 Who always fee thee on thy throne. 
 
 And glory in thy love. 
 
 3 I afk in confidence the grace, 
 
 That I may do thy will, 
 
 As angels who behold thy face, 
 
 And all thy words fulfil. 
 
 4 Surely I flial!, the finner I 
 
 Shall ferve thee without fear; 
 
 My heart no longer gwes the lie 
 To my deceitful, prayer. 
 
 5 When thou the work of faith haft wrought, 
 
 I fhall be pure within; 
 
 Nor fin in deed, or word, or thought; 
 
 For angels never fin. 
 
 6 From 
 
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 6 From thee no more fhall I depart, 
 
 No more unfaithful prove, 
 
 But love thee with a conftant heart; 
 For angels always love. 
 
 7 I all thy holy will fhall prove; 
 
 I, a weak, finful worm: 
 
 When thee with all m,y heart I love, 
 Shall all thy law perform. 
 
 8 The graces of my fecond birth 
 
 'i'o me fhall all be given; 
 
 And I fhall do thy will on eartli, 
 
 As angels do in heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLVIII. 
 
 1 /'~\PEN, Lord, my inward ear. 
 
 And bid my heart rejoice! 
 
 Bid my quiet Ipirit hear 
 Thy comfortable voice; 
 
 Never in the whirlwind found. 
 
 Or where earthquakes rock the placej 
 Still and filent is the found. 
 
 The whifper of thy grace. 
 
 2 From the world of fin, and noife, 
 
 And hurry, 1 withdraw; 
 
 For the fmall and inward voice 
 I wait, with humble awe; 
 
 Silent am 1 now, and flill, 
 
 Dare not in thy prclence move; 
 
 To my waiting foul reveal 
 The fecret of thy love. 
 
 3 Thou haft undertook for me, 
 
 For me to death waft fold; 
 
 Wifd'om in a myftery 
 
 Of bleeding love unfold; 
 
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 Teach 
 
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 Teach the leffon of thy crofs, 
 
 Let me die with thee to reign; 
 
 All things let me count but lofs, 
 
 So I may thee regain. 
 
 4 Shew me, as my foul can bear, 
 
 The depth of inbred fin ; 
 
 All the unbelief declare. 
 
 The pride that lurks within; 
 
 Take me, whom thyfeif haft bought, 
 Bring into captivity 
 Every high, afpiring thought, 
 
 That would not ftoop to thee. 
 
 5 Lord, my time is in thy hand, 
 
 My foul to thee convert ; 
 
 Thoucanft make me underftand, 
 Though I am flow of heart: 
 
 Thine, in whom I live and move, 
 Thine the work, the praife is thine. 
 Thou art wifdom, power, and love, 
 And all thou art is mine. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLIX. 
 
 Daniil, chap. iii. 
 
 3 OD of Ifrael’s faithful three, 
 
 V_y Who braved a tyrant’s ire. 
 Nobly fcorndd to bow the knee, 
 
 And walked unhurt in fire; 
 
 Breathe their faith into my breafi, 
 
 Arm me in this fiery hour: 
 
 Stand, O Son of man, confeft 
 In all thy faving power! 
 
 e Lol on dangers, deaths, and fnares^ 
 
 I every moment tread; 
 
 He’ll without a veil appears, 
 
 And flames around my head; 
 
 Sin 
 
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 Sin increafes more and more, 
 
 Sin in all its flrengih returns; 
 
 Seven times hotter than before 
 The fiery furnace burns. 
 
 3 But while thou, my Lord, art nigh. 
 
 My fouldifdains to fear; 
 
 Sin and Satan I defy. 
 
 Still impotently near; 
 
 Earth and hell their wars may wage: 
 
 Calm I mark their vain dclign; 
 
 Smile to fee them idly rage 
 Againll a child of thine. 
 
 4 Unto thee, my help, my hope. 
 
 My fafeguard, and my tower. 
 Confident I ftill look up, 
 
 And llill receive thy power; 
 
 All the Alien's hofls 1 chafe, 
 
 Blafl, and fcatter with mine eyes; 
 Satan comes; I turn my face; 
 
 And lo! the Tempter flics 
 
 5 Sin in me, the inbred foe. 
 
 Awhile fubfifls in chains; 
 
 But thou all thy power fhalt fhov/, 
 
 And flay its latl; remains; 
 
 Thou had conquered my defire, 
 
 Thou fhalt quench it with thy blood, 
 Fill me with a purer fire. 
 
 And make me all like God^ 
 
 HYMN CCCL. 
 
 » pj'ATflER of Jefus Chrid my Lord, 
 X My Saviour, and my head, 
 
 1 trud in thee, whole powerful word 
 Hath railed him from the dead. 
 
 a Thau 
 
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 2 TIlou knoweft, for my offence he died. 
 And rofe again for me; 
 
 Fully and freely juflified, 
 
 That I might live to,thee, 
 
 g Eternal life to all mankind 
 Thou haft in Jefus given; 
 
 And all, who feekj.in him fhal! find 
 The happinefs of heaven. 
 
 4 O God! thy record I believe, 
 
 In Abraham’s footfteps tread; 
 
 And waitj expefting to receive 
 The Chrift, the promifed feed, 
 
 5 Faith in thy power thoy feeft I have, 
 
 For thou this faith haft wrought; 
 
 Dead fouls thou caileft from their grave, 
 And fpeakeft worlds' from nought. 
 
 6 Things that are not, as though they were, 
 
 Thou caileft by their name, 
 
 Prefent with thee the future are, 
 
 With thee, the great I AM. 
 
 y In hope, againft aill human hope, 
 Self-defperate I believe; 
 
 Thy quickening word (hall raife me up. 
 Thou {halt thy fpirit give. 
 
 8 The thing fnrpaffes all my thought; 
 
 But faithful is my Lord ; 
 
 Through unbelief I ftagger not, 
 
 For God hath fpoke the word, 
 
 9 Faith, mighty faith, the promife fees. 
 
 And looks to that alone; 
 
 Laughs at impoffibilities, 
 
 And pries, it fliall be done! 
 
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 10 To thee the glory of thy power 
 
 And faithf^lnefs I give; 
 
 I lhall in Chrift, at that glad hour, 
 And Chrifl; in me lhall live. 
 
 11 Obedient faith that waifs on thee, 
 
 I'liou never wilt reprove; 
 
 But thou wilt form thy Son in me, 
 And perfeft me in love. 
 
 HYMN CCCLI. 
 
 Rom. iv. 13, iSc, 
 
 1 TV/TY God! I know, I feel thee minej 
 iVX And will not quit my claim; 
 Till all I have is loll in thine, 
 
 And all renewed I am. 
 
 2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, 
 
 But will not let thee go, 
 
 Till fledfallly by faith I (land, 
 
 And all thy goodnefs know. 
 
 3 When (hall I fee the welcome hour, 
 
 I’hat plants my God in me! 
 
 Spirit of health, and life, and power, 
 And perfefl liberty! 
 
 4 Jefu, thine all-vitlorious love 
 
 Shed in mv heart abioad! 
 
 Then fhall my feet no longer rove, 
 Rooted and fixt in God. 
 
 5 Love only can the conqueR win, 
 
 The (Irength of fin fubdue, 
 
 (Mine own unconquerable fin,} 
 
 And form my foul anew. 
 
 6 Love 
 
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 6 Love can bow down the ftubborn neck, 
 
 The ftone to flefh convert; 
 
 Soften, and melt, and pierce, and break, 
 An adamantine heart. 
 
 7 O that m me the facred fire 
 
 Might now begin to glow 1 
 Bum up the drofs of bafe defire, 
 
 And make the mountains flow! 
 
 8 O that it now front heaven might fall, 
 
 And all rny fins confume! 
 
 Come, Holy Ghoft, for thee I call, 
 Spirit of burning come. 
 
 g Refining fire, gp through my heart, 
 
 III uminate my foul; 
 
 Scatter thy life^ through every part, 
 And fanftify the whole. 
 
 10 Sorrow and fin fhall then expire, 
 
 While entered into reft, 
 
 I only live my God to’ admire. 
 
 My God foy ever bleft., 
 
 11 No longer then my heart (hall mourn. 
 
 While purified by grace, 
 
 I only for his glory burn, 
 
 And always fee his face. 
 
 3 2 My ftedfaft foul from, falling free, 
 
 Shall then no longer move; 
 
 But Chrift be all the world to me, 
 
 And all my heart be love. 
 
 HYMN CCCLII. 
 
 a "O E it according to thy word! 
 
 This moment let it be! 
 
 O that i now, my gracious Lord, 
 
 Might lofe ray life for thee! 
 
 2 Now. 
 
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 2 Now, Jefu, let t’ny pov,/erful death 
 
 Into my being come. 
 
 Slay the old Adam with thy breath, 
 
 The man of fin confume. 
 
 3 With-hold whate’er my flefii requires, 
 
 Poifon my pleafent food; 
 
 Spoil my delights, my vain defires, 
 
 My all of creature-good, 
 
 4 My old affeftions mortify, 
 
 Nail to the crofs my will; 
 
 Daily and hourly bid me die, 
 
 Or altogether kill. 
 
 5 PalBon and appetite dellroy, 
 
 Tear, tear this pride away! 
 
 And all my boaft and idle joy, 
 
 And all my nature flay. 
 
 6 Jefu, my life appear within. 
 
 And bruile tiie Serpent’s head; 
 
 Enter my foul, extirpate fin. 
 
 Call out the curfed feed. 
 
 7 Hall thou not made me willing, Lord ? 
 
 Would I not die this hour? 
 
 Thenfpeak the killing, quickening word; 
 Slay, raife me by thy power. 
 
 8 Slay me, and I in thee lhall truft, 
 
 With thy dead men arife, 
 
 Awake, and fing from out the dull, 
 
 Soon as this nature dies. 
 
 g O let it now make halle to die, 
 
 The mortal wound receive! 
 
 So lhall I live; and yet not I, 
 
 But Chrill in me lhall live. 
 
 10 Be 
 
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 10 Be it according, to thy word, 
 
 This moment let it be 1 
 The life I lafe for thee, my Lord, 
 I find again in thee. 
 
 H , V M, N CCCLIII. 
 
 t "TTTHAT! never fpeak one evil word! 
 
 VV Or rafh, or iale, or unkind? 
 
 O how fhall I, moft gracious Lord! 
 
 This mark of true perfeftion find? 
 
 2 Thy finlefs mind in me reveal; 
 
 'I'hy fpirit’s plenitude impart: 
 
 And all my fpotlefs life fhall tell 
 The abundance of a loving heart. 
 
 3 Saviour, I long to teftify 
 
 The fulnefs of thy gracious power; 
 
 O might thy fpirit the blood apply, 
 
 Which bought for me the peace—-and more! 
 
 4 Forgive, and make my nature whole; 
 
 My inbred malady remove; 
 
 To perfeG health reftore my foul, 
 
 To perfeft holinefs and love. 
 
 HYMN CCCLIV. 
 
 s TESUS, the gift divine I know, 
 
 I I'he gift divine I afk of thee; 
 That living water now bellow, 
 
 Thy fpirit and thyfelf on me: 
 Thou, Lord, of life the fountain art; 
 Now let me find Utee in my heart! 
 
 2 Thee 
 
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 2 TViee let me drink, and thirft no motro 
 
 For drops of finite happinefs: 
 
 Spring up, O well, in heavenly pow^r, 
 
 In dreams of pure, perennial peace; 
 
 In joy, that none can take away, 
 
 In life, which (hall for ever (lay. 
 
 3 Father, on me the grace beflow, 
 
 Unblameable before thy fight, 
 
 Whence all the dreams of mercy flowi 
 Mercy, thy own fupreme delight. 
 
 To me, for jefu’s fake impart, 
 
 And plant thy nature in my heart. 
 
 4 Thy mind throughout my life be fhown, 
 
 While lillening to the wretch’s cry. 
 The widow’s and tlic orphan’s groan, 
 
 On mercy’s wings I Iwiftly fly, 
 
 The poor and helplefs {o relieve, 
 
 My life, my all for them I give. 
 
 5 Thus may I fhew thy fpirit within. 
 
 Which purges me from every dain, 
 Unfpotted from the world and Itn, 
 
 My faitli's integrity maintain; 
 
 The truth of my religion prove 
 By perfcfl purity and love. 
 
 HYMN CCCLV. 
 
 O Cod of my falvatlon, hear! 
 
 And help a finrier to draw near 
 With boldiiels to the throne of grace; 
 Help me thy benefits to fing, 
 
 And fmile to fee me feebly bring 
 My humble facrifice of praifc. 
 
 I cannot praife thee as I would; 
 
 But thou art mcfciful and good, 
 
 I know 
 
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 I know thou never wilt defpire 
 The day of fmall and feeble things, 
 
 But bear me, till on eagles’ wings 
 To all the heights of love I rife. 
 
 2 I thank thee for that gracious taffe, 
 
 (Which pride would not permit to laft,) 
 
 That touch of love, that pledge of heaven; 
 Surely on me my Father fmiled 
 And once I knew him reconciled 
 And oncd I fe^t my fins forgiven. 
 
 My Lord and''God I then could fee, 
 
 My Saviour, who had died for me, 
 
 To bring the rebel near to God: 
 
 Thou didft, thou didft thy peace impart, 
 Pardon was written on my heart, 
 
 In largefl; charafters of blood. 
 
 3 Vilefl of all the fons of men,. 
 
 When I to folly turned again, 
 
 And finned againfl thy light and love; 
 Grace did much more than fin abound, 
 Amazed I ftill forgivenefs-found. 
 
 And thanked my Advocate above. 
 
 Saviour, for this I thank thee now, 
 
 My Saviour to the utmoff, thou 
 
 Haft fnatched me from the gates of hell. 
 That 1 to all mankind may prove 
 Thy free, thine everlafting love, 
 
 ■Which all mankind with me may feel. 
 
 4 The boundlefs love that found out me, 
 
 For every foul of man is free. 
 
 None of thy mercy need defpair; 
 
 Patient, and pitiful, and kind. 
 
 Thee every foul of man may find, 
 
 And, freely faved, thy grace declare. 
 
 A vile 
 
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 A vile, backflidlng firmer I, 
 
 Ten thoufand dearhs deferve to die, 
 
 Yei dill by (overeign grace I live! 
 
 Saviour, to ihce 1 dill look up; 
 
 I fee an open door of hope. 
 
 And wait thy fulnefs to receive. 
 
 5 How fhall I thank thee for the grace, 
 
 The trud 1 have to fee thy (ace. 
 
 When fin fhall all be purged away! 
 
 The night of doubts and fears is patt, 
 
 The Morning-Star appears at laft. 
 
 And 1 diail fee the perfefl cky. 
 
 I foon fhall hear thy quickening voice, 
 
 Shall always piay,give thanks, rejoice, 
 
 (This is thy will, and faithful word.) 
 
 My fpirit meek, my will refigncd. 
 
 Lowly as thine fhall be my mind, 
 
 The fcrvanl fhall be as his Lord, 
 
 6 Already, Lord, I feel thy power, 
 
 Freierved from evil every hour, 
 
 My great Prefeivcr I proclaim; 
 
 Safety and drengih in thee I have, 
 
 1 find, I find thee drong to fave. 
 
 And know that Jefus is thy name. 
 
 By faith 1 every moment dand. 
 
 Strangely upheld by thy right-band, 
 
 I my own wtekednefs elchew ; 
 
 A finner, I am kept from fin; 
 
 And thou fhalt make me pure within, 
 
 And thou fhalt form my foul anew. 
 
 7 Come then, and loofe my dammering tongue, 
 Teach me the new, the joyful fong, 
 
 And pet left in a babe thy praife; 
 
 I want a thoufand lives to’ employ, 
 
 III publifhing the founds oFjoy, 
 
 The golpcl of thy general grace. 
 
 F f 2 Come, 
 
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 Come, Lord, thy Spirit bids thee come, 
 Give me thyfelf; and take me home. 
 
 Be rtow the glorious earned given! 
 The counfel of thy grace fulfil, 
 
 Thy kingdom come, thy perfeft will 
 Be done on earth, as ’tis in heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCCLVI. 
 
 1 Come, and dwell in me, 
 
 spirit of power within! 
 And bring the glorious liberty 
 From forrow, fear, and fin. 
 
 The feed of fin's difeafe, 
 
 Spirit of health remove, 
 
 Spirit of finiflied holinefs, 
 
 Spirit of perfedt love. 
 
 a Haflen the joyful day, 
 
 Which fhall my fins confume, 
 When old things fiiall be pad away, 
 And all things new become. 
 
 The original offence 
 Out of my foul erafe; 
 
 Enter thyfelf, and drive it hence, 
 And take up all the place. 
 
 g I want the witnefs, Lord, 
 
 That all I do is right. 
 
 According to thy will and word, 
 Well-pleafing in thy fight. 
 
 I a(k no higher date; 
 
 Indulge me but in this; 
 
 And foon or later then tranQate 
 To my eternal blifs. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLVII. 
 
 1 T^ATHER, fee tliis living clod, 
 
 This fpark of heavenly fire! 
 
 See my foul, the breath of God, 
 
 Doth after God afpire: 
 
 Let it ftill to heaven afcend. 
 
 Till I my principle rejoin. 
 
 Blended with my glorious end, 
 
 And loll in love divine! 
 
 2 Lord, if thou from me haft broke 
 
 The power of outward fin, 
 
 Burft this Babylonifh yoke. 
 
 And make me free within; 
 
 Bid my inbred fin depart, 
 
 And I thy utmoft word fhall prove, 
 Upright both in life and heart, 
 
 And perfcfled in love. 
 
 3 God of all-fufficient grace, 
 
 My God in Chrift thou art: 
 
 Bid me walk before thy face, 
 
 Till I am pure in Iieart ; 
 
 Till-, transformed by faith divine, 
 
 I gain that perfefl love unknown, 
 Bright in all thine image fhinc, 
 
 By putting on tliy Son. 
 
 4 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 In council join again. 
 
 To reftore thine image, loft 
 By frail, apoftate man: 
 
 O might I thy form exprefs! 
 
 Through faith begoUen from above, 
 Stampt with real holinefs. 
 
 And filled with yer-feQ love! 
 
 F f 3 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLVIH. 
 
 1 God moil merciful and true-. 
 
 Thy nature to my foul impart;, 
 
 'Stablifh with me the covenant new. 
 
 And write perfeftion on my heart. 
 
 2 To real holinefs reftored, 
 
 O let me gain my Saviour’s mind! 
 
 And in the knowledge of my Lord, 
 
 Fulnefs of life eternal find. 
 
 3 Remember, Lord, my fins no more. 
 
 That them I may no more forget; 
 
 But funk in guiltlefs fhame adore, 
 
 "With fpeechlefs wonder at thy feet. 
 
 4 O’erwhelmed with thy fiupendous grace, 
 
 I lhail not in thy prefence move; 
 
 But breathe unutterable praife, 
 
 And rapturous awe, and filent love. 
 
 5 Then every murmuring thought and vain 
 
 Expires in fweet confufion loft; 
 
 I cannot of my crofs complain, 
 
 1 cannot of my goodnels boaft. 
 
 6 Pardoned for all that I have done. 
 
 My mouth as in the dull I hide, 
 
 And glory give to God alone. 
 
 My God, for ever pacified', 
 
 HYMN CCCLra. 
 
 , T^EEPEN the wound thy hands have made 
 i / In this weak, helplefs foul, 
 
 Till mercy, with its balmy aid, 
 
 Defcends to make me whole. 
 
 2 The 
 
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 2 The (harpnefs of thy two-edged fword 
 
 Enable me to’ endure; 
 
 Till bold to fay, my hallowing Lord 
 Hath wrought a perfeft cure. 
 
 3 I fee the exceeding broad command, 
 
 Which all contains in one; 
 
 Enlarge my heart to underftand 
 The myllery unknown. 
 
 4 O that with all the faints I might 
 
 By fweet experience prove, 
 
 What is the length, and breadth, and height, 
 And depth of perfeft love! 
 
 HYMN CCCLX. 
 
 1 "¥ Y THAT now is my objefl and aim ? 
 
 VV What now is my hope and defire? 
 To follow the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 And after his image afpire. 
 
 Mv hope is all ceniered in thee: 
 
 f trufl to recover thy love; 
 
 On earth thy falvation to fee, 
 
 And then to enjoy it above. 
 
 2 I ihirfl for a life-giving Cod, 
 
 A God that on Calvary died; 
 
 A fountain of water and Wood, 
 
 Which gufhed from Irrimanucl's fide! 
 
 1 gafp for the (bream of thy love, 
 
 The ipirit of rapture unknown; 
 
 And then to rc-drink it above, 
 
 Eternally frcfli from the ihronci. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLXI. 
 
 G ive me the enlarged defire, 
 And open, Lord, my foul, 
 Thy own fulnefs to require, 
 
 And comprehend the whole: 
 Sirelch my faith’s capacity. 
 Wider and yet wider Hill; 
 Then, with all that is in thee. 
 My foul for ever fill! 
 
 HYMN CCCLXII. 
 
 ESU, thy boundlefs love to me 
 
 No thought can reach, no tongue declare; 
 knit my tlrankful heart to thee. 
 
 And reign without a rival there! 
 
 Thine wholly, thine alone i am; 
 
 Be thou adone iny conftant flame! 
 
 2 O grant that nothing in my foul 
 
 May dwell, but thy pure love alone! 
 
 O may thy love poffefs me whole ! 
 
 My joy, my treafure, and my crown; 
 
 Strange flames far from my heart remove; 
 
 My every aft, word, thought, be love. 
 
 3 O Love, how cheering is thy ray! 
 
 All pain before thy prefence flies; 
 
 Care, anguifli, forr-ow, melt away, 
 
 Where’er thy healing beams arife: 
 
 O Jefu, nothing may I fee, 
 
 Nothing defire or leek but thee! 
 
 4. Unwearied may I this purfue, 
 
 Dauntlefs to the high prize afpire: 
 
 Hourly within my foul renew 
 This holy flame, this heavenly fire: 
 
 And day, and night, be all my care 
 To guard this facred treafure there, 
 
 5 My 
 
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 5 My Saviour, thou thy love to me 
 
 In fhame, in want, in pain haftftio\ved; 
 
 For me, on the accurfed tree, 
 
 Thou pouredR forth thy guiltlefs blood; 
 
 Thy wounds upon my heart imprefs. 
 
 Nor ought fhall the loved {lamp efface. 
 
 6 More hard than marble is my heart, 
 
 And foul with fins of deepeft flain: 
 
 But thou the mighty Saviour art; 
 
 Nor flowed thy cleanfing blood in vain; 
 
 Ah, foften, melt this rock, and may 
 Thy blood wafh all thefe Rains away! 
 
 7 O that I as a little child 
 
 May follow thee, and never reR! 
 
 Till fwcetly thou haR breathed thy mild 
 And lowly mind into my brcaR! 
 
 Nor ever may we parted be, 
 
 Till I become one fpint with thee. 
 
 8 Still let thy love point out my way : 
 
 How wondrous things thy love hath wrought; 
 Still lead me^ leR 1 go aRray; 
 
 Direft my word, infpire my thought; 
 
 And if I fall, foon may I hear 
 
 Thy voice, and know that love is near. 
 
 g In fuffering be thy love my peace, 
 
 In weaknefs be thy love my power; 
 
 And, when the Rorms of life fhall ceafe, 
 
 Jefu, in that important hour! 
 
 In death as life be thou my guide, 
 
 And lave me, who fur me haR died. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLXiri. 
 
 * /~^OME, Holy Ghofl, all-quickening fire, 
 Come, and in me delightto rell; 
 Drawn by the lure of flrong defire, 
 
 O come, and confecrate my bread! 
 
 The temple ot my foul prepare, 
 
 And fix thy facred prefen.ce there ! 
 
 2 If now thy influence I feel,' 
 
 If n'ow in thee begin to live, 
 
 Still to my heart thyfelf reveal: 
 
 Give me thyfelf, for ever give: 
 
 A point my good, a drop my Aoic, 
 
 Eager I alk, i pant for more. 
 
 3 Eager for thee I afk and pant, 
 
 So drong the principle divine, 
 
 Carries me out with fweet condraint, 
 
 Till all my liallowed Ibul is thine; 
 Plunged in the Godhead’s deeped fea, 
 
 And lolt in thy imtnenlity. 
 
 4 My peace, my life, my comfoit thou, 
 
 My treafure and my all thou art! 
 
 True witnefs of my fon-fhip, now 
 Engraving pardon on my heart, 
 
 Seal of my tins in Child forgiven. 
 
 Earned of love, and pledg'e of heaven. 
 
 5 Come then, my God, mark out thine heir, 
 
 Of heaven a larger earned give! 
 
 With clearer light thy witncis bear; 
 
 More fenfibly within me live: 
 
 Let all my powers thine entrance feci, 
 
 And deeper damp thyfelf the fcal! 
 
 6 Come, 
 
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 6 Come, Holy Ghoft, all-quickening fire, 
 Come and in me delight to rei'i; 
 Drawn by the lure of ftrong define, 
 
 O come, and confecrate my breaflj 
 The temple of my foul prepare. 
 
 And fix thy facred prefence there! 
 
 HYMN CCCLXIV. 
 
 1 O AVIOUR from fin, I wait to prove 
 O That Jelus is thy healing name; 
 
 To lofe, when perfetied in love, 
 
 Whate’er I have, or-can, or am: 
 
 I flay me on thy faithful word, 
 
 The fervant fhall be as his Lord. 
 
 2 Anfwer that gracious end in me, 
 
 For which thy precious life was given. 
 Redeem from all iniquity, 
 
 Reflore, and make me'mcet for heaven; 
 Unlefs thou purge my every (lain, 
 
 Thy fuffering and my faith are vain, 
 
 3 Didfl thou not in the flefh appear 
 
 Sin to condemn, and man to fave? 
 
 That perfefl love might cafl out fear? 
 
 That 1 thy mind in me might have? 
 
 In holinefs fhew forth thy praife. 
 
 And ferv'e thee all my fpoilefs days? 
 
 4 Didfl thou not die that I might live 
 
 No longer to myfelf, but thee? 
 
 Might body, foul, and fpirit give 
 To him, who gave himfelf for me? 
 Come then, my Mailer, and my God! 
 l ake the dear purchafe of thy blood. 
 
 5 Thy 
 
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 ^ Thy own peculiar fervant claim, 
 
 For thy own truth and mercy’s fake: 
 Hallow in me thy glorious name; 
 
 Me for thine own this moment take, 
 And change, and throughly purify : 
 
 Thine only may 1 live and die. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXV. 
 
 s T Want the fpirit of power within, 
 
 X Of love, and of a healthful mind; 
 
 Of power to conquer inbred hn, 
 
 Of love to thee and all mankind ; 
 
 Of health, that pain and death defies, 
 Moll vigorous, -when the body dies. 
 
 2 When fhall I hear the inward voice, 
 Which only faithful fouls can hear? 
 Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys, 
 Attend the promilifd Comforter: 
 
 O come, and righteoufnefs divine. 
 
 And Chrifl, and all with Chrill is mine ! 
 
 2 O that the Comforter would cornel 
 Nor vifit as a Iranfient gueft, 
 
 But fix in me his conffant home. 
 
 And take pofTefTion of my breafl; 
 
 Arid fix in me his loved abode, 
 
 The temple of indwelling God! 
 
 Come, Holy Ghofl, my heart infpire! 
 
 Attell that 1 am bom again : 
 
 Come, and baptize me now with fire. 
 
 Nor let thy former gifts be vain; 
 
 1 cannot tell in fins forgiven: 
 
 Where is the earneft of my heaven. 
 
 g Where the indubitable feal, 
 
 That afeertams the kingdom mine? 
 The powerful (lamp I long to feel, 
 rhe fignature.of love divine! 
 
 O fhed It in my heart abroad ! 
 
 Fulnefs of love, of heaven, of God ! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLXVI. 
 
 1 T^ATHER of everlafling grace, 
 
 1 ? Thy goodncfs and tliy truth we praifc, 
 
 Thy goodnefs and thy truth we prove ; 
 
 Thou ha[^, in honour of thy Son, 
 
 The gift unfpeakable fent down, 
 
 Tlie fpirit of life, and power, and love. 
 
 3 Send us the fpirit of thy Son, 
 
 To make the depths of Godhead known, 
 
 To make us fhare the life divine: 
 
 Send him the fprinklcd blood to’ apply, 
 
 Send him our fouls to fanftify, 
 
 And ihow, and feal us ever thine. 
 
 3 So (hall we pray, and never ceafe, 
 
 So fhall we thankfully confefs 
 
 Thy wifdom, truth, and power, and love; 
 With joy unlpeakable adore, 
 
 And blels, and praife thee evermore; 
 
 And-ferve thee as thy hofls above. 
 
 4 Till added to that heavenly choir, 
 
 We raife our longs of triumph higher. 
 
 And praife thee in a bolder (train ; 
 
 Out-foar the firft-born Seraph’s flight, 
 
 And fing, with all our friends in light, 
 
 Thy cvcrlaiting love to man. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXVII. 
 
 ( T T THAT fliall I do mv God to love? 
 
 V V My Saviour and the world’s to praife? 
 Whofe bowels of compalTion move 
 To me and all the (alien rate? 
 
 Whofe mercy is divinely free, 
 
 Fos all the fallen race, and me! 
 
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 a I long io know, and to make known, 
 
 The heights and depths of love divine! 
 The kindnefs thou to me haft ftiown, 
 Whofe every fin was counted thine! 
 My God for me refigned his Breath! 
 
 He died to fave my foul from death! 
 
 3 How (hall I thank thee for the grace 
 On me and all mankind beftowed? 
 
 O that my every breath were praife! 
 
 O that my heart were filled with God! 
 My heart would then with love o’erflow, 
 And all my life thy glory fhow. 
 
 ^ See Hie, O Lord, athirft and faint; 
 
 Me, weary of forbearing, fee! 
 
 And let me feel thy love’s conftraint, 
 And freely give up all for thee! 
 
 True in the fiery trial prove, 
 
 And pay thee back thy dying love. 
 
 HYMN OCCLXVIII. 
 
 * Love, I languifh at ihy ftay! 
 
 I pine for thee with lingering fmart; 
 Weary and faint through long delay.? 
 
 When wilt thou come into my hearlf 
 From fin and forrow fet me free, 
 Andfwallow up my foul in thee! 
 
 e Come, Q thou univerfal Good ! 
 
 Balm.of the wounded confcienco, come! 
 The hungry, dying fpirit’s food, 
 
 The weary, wandering pilgrim’s home; 
 Haven to take the fliipwrecked in. 
 
 My everlafting reft from fm! 
 
 3 Se 
 
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 3 Be thou, O Love, whafe’er I want; 
 
 Support my feeblenefs of mind: 
 
 Relieve the thirfty foul, the faint 
 Revive, illuminate the blind: 
 
 The mournful cheer, the drooping lead, 
 
 And heal the fick, and raife the dead. 
 
 Come, O my comfort and delight! 
 
 My flreiigtb, and health, tny fhield, and fun; 
 My boaft, and confidence, and might, 
 
 Myjoy, my glory, and my crown! 
 
 My gofpel-hope, my calling’s prize; 
 
 My tree of life, my paradile, 
 
 5 The fecret of the Lord thou art, 
 
 The myftery fo long unkvtown, 
 
 Chiifl; in a pure and perfeft heart; 
 
 The name inferib^d in the whit^ flone; 
 
 The life divine, the little leavdn, 
 
 My precious pearl, my prefect heavdn. 
 
 hymn CCCLXIX. 
 
 » "PRISONERS of hope, lifl up your heads! 
 The day of liberty draws near! 
 
 Jefus, who on the Serpent treads, 
 
 Shall foon in your behalf appear; 
 
 The Lord will to his temple come; 
 
 Prepare your hearts to make him room. 
 
 2 Ye all (hall find, whom in his word 
 
 Himfelf hath caufedto put your truft, 
 
 The Father of our dying Lord 
 Is ever to his promife juft; 
 
 Faithful, if we our finsconfefs, 
 
 To cleanfe from all umighteoulnefs. 
 
 
 3 Yes, 
 
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 3 Yes, Lord, we mu ft believe tbee kind; 
 
 Thou never canft unfaithful prove: 
 
 Surely we fhall thy mercy find! 
 
 Who afk, (hall all receive thy love: 
 
 Nor canft thou it to me deny: 
 i alk, the chief of finners 1! 
 
 4 0 ye of fearful hearts be ftrong! 
 
 Your down-caft eyes and hands lift up! 
 
 Ye fhall not be forgotten long: 
 
 Hope to the end, in Jefus hope I 
 Tell him, ye wait his grace to orove; 
 
 And cannot fail, if God is love. 
 
 5 Prifoners of hope, be ftrong, be bold ! 
 
 Caft, of your doubts, difdain to fear ! 
 
 Dare to believe! on Chrift lay hold! 
 
 Wreftlewith Chrift in mighty prayijr; 
 
 Tell him, “ We will not let thee go, 
 
 Till we thy name, thy nature know.” 
 
 6 Hafl thou not died to purge our fin; 
 
 And rofe, thy death for us to plead? 
 
 To write thy law of love within 
 
 Our hearts, and make us free indeed? 
 That we our Eden might regain, 
 
 Thou diedft, and couldft not die in vain, 
 
 y Lord, we believe, and wait the hour. 
 
 Which all thy great falvation brings ; 
 
 The fpirit of love, and health, and power, 
 Shall come, and make us priefts and kings; 
 Thou wilt perform thy faithful word, 
 
 “ The fervant fhall be as his Lord.” 
 
 8 The promife ftands for everfuie. 
 
 And we fhall in thine image fhine, 
 Partakers of a nature pure. 
 
 Holy, angelical, divine ; 
 
 In Ipirit joined to thee the Son, 
 
 As tnou art with thy Father one. 
 
 9 Faithful 
 
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 9 Faithful and true, we now receive 
 The promife ratified by thee; 
 
 To thee, the when and how we leave. 
 In time and in eternity: 
 
 We only hang upon thy word, 
 
 “ The fervant fhall be as his Lord,” 
 
 HYMN CCCLXX. 
 
 1 T T TPIEN, my Saviour, fliall I be 
 VV Perfeftly refigned to tliee, 
 
 Poor and vile in my own eyes, 
 
 Only in thy wifdom wife! 
 
 £ Only thee content to know, 
 
 Ignorant of a!l below: 
 
 Only guided by thy light, 
 
 Only mighty in thy might! 
 
 3 So I may thy Spirit know, 
 
 Let him as he lilleth blow: 
 
 Let the manner be unknown, 
 
 So 1 may with thee be one. 
 
 4 Fully in my life exprefs 
 All the heights of holinefs: 
 
 Sweetly let my fpirit prove 
 All the depths of humble love, 
 
 FI Y M N CCCLXXI. 
 Zachanah, chap, iv. ver. 7, 
 
 1 Great mountain, who art thou, 
 
 V_y Immenfe, immoveable? 
 
 High as heaven afpires thy brow, 
 
 Thy foot finks deep as hell, 
 
 C g 3 
 
 The: 
 
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 Thee, ataSi I long have known, 
 
 Long have felt thee fixt within; 
 Still beneath thy weight i groin: 
 Thou art indwelling fin. 
 
 2 Thou an darknefs in ray mind, 
 
 Perverfencfs in ray will! 
 
 Love inordinate and blind, 
 
 That always cleaves to ill: 
 
 Every paffion’s wild excefs. 
 
 Anger, lull, an^l pride thou art: 
 Thou art fin and, finfulnefs, 
 
 And unbelief of heart. 
 
 3 Not by human might or powir 
 
 Canft thou be moved from hence: 
 But thou fhaU flow down belore 
 Di vine Omnipotence: 
 
 My Zerubbabel is near; 
 
 I have not believed in vain: 
 Thou, when Jefus doth appear, 
 
 Shalt fmk into a plain, 
 
 4 Chrift the head, the corner-ftone. 
 
 Shall be brought forth in me; 
 Glory be to Chrift alone ! 
 
 His grace fhall fet me free. 
 
 I fhall fhout my Saviour's name; 
 
 Him I evermore fhall praife; 
 
 All the work of grace proclaim. 
 
 Of fanftifying grace, 
 
 g Chrift hath the foundation laid, 
 
 And Chrift fhall build me up; 
 Surely I ftiall foon be made 
 Partaker of my hope; 
 
 Author of my faith he is, 
 
 He its finifher fhall be : 
 
 Perfeft love fliall feal me his 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLXXII. 
 
 I "l 1 THO hath flighted of contemned 
 W The day of feeble things? 
 
 I {hall be by grace redeemed; 
 
 'Tis grace lalvaiion brings: 
 
 Ready now my Saviour f^ands! 
 
 Him I now rejoice to fee 
 With the plummet in his hand, 
 
 To build and finifla me, 
 
 a I right early fhall awake, 
 
 And fee the perfeft day; 
 
 Soon the Lamb of God (hall take 
 My inbred-fin away: 
 
 When to me my Lord fhall come, 
 
 Sin for ever fhall depart; 
 
 Jefus takes up all the room 
 In abelievuig heart. 
 
 3 Son of God, arife, arife. 
 
 And to thy temple come! 
 
 Look, and with thy flaming eyes, 
 
 The.man of fln confumc; 
 
 Slay him with thy fpirit. Lord! 
 
 Reign thou in my heart alone? 
 
 Speak the fanftifying word, 
 
 And feal me all thy own. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXIII, 
 
 j T Know that my Redeemer lives., 
 
 X And ever prays for me; 
 
 A token of his love he gives, 
 
 A pledge of liberty. 
 
 Si I find him lifting up my head, 
 
 He brings falvation near; 
 
 Hi.s prefence makes me free indeed ; 
 
 And he will foon appear, 
 
 3 He 
 
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 3 He wills that I (hould holy be; 
 
 Wh-at can withftand his will? 
 
 The counfcl of his grace in me 
 He furely fhall fulfil. 
 
 4 Jefus, I hang upon thy word: 
 
 I fledfaflly believe, 
 
 Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
 
 And to thyfelfreceive. 
 
 5 Joyful in hope my fpirit foars 
 
 To meet thee from above; 
 
 Thy goodnefs thankfully adores: 
 
 And fure I tafte thy love, 
 
 6 Thy love I Toon expeff to find 
 
 3 n all its depth and height; 
 
 To comprehend the Eternal Mind, 
 
 And grafp the Infinite, 
 
 y When God is mine, and I am his, 
 
 Of paradife poffeft, 
 
 I tafle unutterable blils, 
 
 And everlafting reft, 
 
 8 The blifs of thofe that fully dwell, 
 
 Fully in thee believe, 
 
 ’Tis more than angel-tongues can tell. 
 
 Or angel-minds conceive. 
 
 9 Thou only knoweft, whodidft obtain. 
 
 And die to make it known ; 
 
 The great falvation now explain, 
 
 And-perfeft us in one, 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXIV. 
 
 1 T OVE divine, all loves excelling, 
 i j Joy of heaven, to earth come down. 
 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All thy faithful rnercies crown! 
 
 jefu, 
 
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 Jcfu, tVlou art all-compaffionf 
 Pure, iinbouncjed love thou att; 
 Vifit us with thy ialvation! 
 
 Enter every treml)ling heart. 
 
 2 Come, Almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us all ihy grace receive; 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more tliy temples leave: 
 Thee we would be always blcfTing; 
 
 Serve thee as thy holds above ; 
 
 Pray, and praile thee without ceafing. 
 Glory in thy perfeft love. 
 
 3 Firi'Ifh then thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and fpoilefs let us be: 
 
 Let Us lee thy great falvation, 
 PerFeftly refloied in thee; 
 
 Changed from glory, into glory. 
 
 Till in heaven we take our place. 
 Till wc cad, our crowns before thee, 
 Lod in wonder, love, and praife. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXV. 
 
 j A RM of the Lord, awake, awake, 
 
 X V Thine own immortal drength put on! 
 With terror clothed, hell’s kingdom fhakcj 
 And cad thy foes with fury down ! 
 
 2 Asinthc ancient days appear! 
 
 The facred annals fpeak thy f ame: 
 
 Be now omnipotently near. 
 
 To endlefs ages dill the lame. 
 
 3 Thy arm. Lord, is not fhortened now ; 
 
 It wants not now the power to lave; 
 
 Still prefent with thy people, thou 
 
 Beared them through life's difparted wave. 
 
 4 By 
 
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 4 By death and hell purfu^d in vain, 
 
 To thee the ranfomed feed (hall comej 
 Shouting their heavenly Sion gain. 
 
 And pafs through death triumphant home, 
 
 g The pain of life (hal! there be o’er, 
 
 The anguilh and diflrafting care • 
 
 There fighing grief fhall weep no more, 
 
 And fin fhaJi never enter there, 
 
 6 Where pure, effential joy is found, 
 
 The Lord's redeemed their heads fhall raife, 
 With everlafting gladnefs crowndd, 
 
 And filled w’ith love, and loft in praife. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXVI. 
 
 a 13R1SONERS of hope, arife, 
 
 ,Ir And fee your Lord appear ! 
 
 Lo! on the wings of love he flies^ 
 
 And brings redemption near. 
 Redemption in his blood 
 He calls you to receive; 
 
 Look unto me, the pardoning Godf 
 JBelieve, he cries, believe 5 
 
 2 The reconciling word 
 
 We thankfully embrace: 
 
 Rejoice in our redeeming Lord, 
 
 A blood-bcfprinkled race. 
 
 We yield to be fet free; 
 
 Thy counfel we approve: 
 
 Salvation, praife aferibe to thee, 
 
 And glory in thy love. 
 
 g Jefu, to thee we look, 
 
 Till faved from fin's remains; 
 
 Reieft the inbred tyrant’s yoke, 
 
 And caft av/ay his chains. 
 
 Our 
 
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 Our nature fliall no more 
 O’er us dominion have : 
 
 By faith we apprehend the power, 
 Which flidll for evef fave. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXVn. 
 
 8 That my load of fin were gone I 
 
 O that E could at lad fubmitt 
 At Jefu’s feet to lay it down, 
 
 To lay my foul at Jefu’s feet! 
 
 8 Reft for my foul I long to find? 
 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 
 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 
 And ftarnp thine image on my heart. 
 
 3 Break off the yoke of inbred-fin, 
 
 And fully fet my fpiiit free i 
 I cannot reft, till pure within, 
 
 Till I am wholly loft in thee. 
 
 ^ Fain would I learn of thee, my Cod, 
 
 Thy light and eafy burden prove ; 
 
 The crofs all ftained with hallowM blood. 
 The labour of thy dying love. 
 
 5 I would; but thou muft give the powdr, 
 
 My heart from every fin releafe : 
 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
 And fill me with thy perfeft peace. 
 
 6 Come, Lord! the drooping (inner cheer, 
 
 Nor let thy chariot-wheeis delay! 
 Appear, in my poor heart appear! 
 
 My God, my Saviour, come away! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCGLXXVill. 
 
 t J^^us, at thy feet we wait, 
 
 Till thou fhalt bid us rife, 
 Rcflored to our uniinning Hate, 
 
 To love’s fweet paradife, 
 
 2 Saviour from fin we thee receive. 
 
 From all indwelling fin ; 
 
 Thy blood, we ftedfallly believe, 
 
 Shall make us throughly clean. 
 
 Q Since thou wouldft have us free from fin, 
 And pure as thofe above; 
 
 Jvlakc hafte to bring thy nature in. 
 
 And perfeft us in love, 
 
 4 The counfel of thy love fulfil • 
 
 Come quickly, gracious Lord! 
 
 Be it according to thy will, 
 
 According to thy word, 
 
 5 According to our faith in thee 
 
 Let it to us be done : 
 
 O that we all thy face might fee, 
 
 And know, as we are known I 
 
 6 O that the perfeft grace were given, 
 
 The love diifufed abroad ! 
 
 O that our hearts were all a heaven, 
 
 For ever filled with God ! 
 
 H Y M N CCCLXXIX. 
 
 S INCE the Son hath made me free, 
 
 Let me talle my liberty ; 
 
 Thee behold with open face, 
 
 Triumph in thy favtng grace; 
 
 Thy 
 
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 Thy great will delight to prove, 
 
 Clory in thy perfeft love. 
 
 a Abba, Father! hear thy child, 
 
 Late in Jefus reconciled: 
 
 Hear, and all the graces fhower, 
 
 All the joy, and peace, and powir; 
 
 All my Saviour alks above, 
 
 All the joy, and heaven of love, 
 
 3 Lord, I will not let thee go, 
 
 Till the blelTing thou bellow ; 
 
 Hear my Advocate divine ! 
 
 Lo! to his my fuit I join: 
 
 Joined to his, it cannot fail : 
 
 Blefs me; for I prevail. 
 
 4 Heavenly Father, Life divine, 
 
 Change my nature.into thine! 
 
 Move, and fpread throughout my foul; 
 Aftuate, and fill the whole! 
 
 Be it I no longer no\y 
 Living in the flelh, but Thou, 
 
 5 Holy Ghoft, nomore delay! 
 
 Come, and in thy temple ftay ! 
 
 Now thine inward witnefs bear, 
 Strong, and permanent, and clear; 
 Spring of life, thyfclf impart: 
 
 Rife eternal in my heart! 
 
 Hh 
 
 SECTION 
 
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 SECTION VIII. 
 
 For Believers brought to the Birth, 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXX. 
 
 Ezekiel, chap, xxxvi. v. 26, £?c. 
 
 Part the Firjl. 
 
 1 OD of all power, and truth, and grace, 
 
 Vj" Which fhall from age to age endure; 
 Whofe word, when heaven and earth fhall pafs, 
 
 Remains and ftands for ever fure; 
 
 2 That I thy mercy may proclaim, 
 
 That all mankind thy truth may fee, 
 
 Hallow thy great and glorious rtame, 
 
 And perfedf holinefs in me, 
 
 3 Thy fanftifving fpirit pour, 
 
 To maench my third, and make me clean; 
 Now, Father, let the gracious fhower 
 Dcfcend, and make me pure from fin, 
 
 4 O take this heart of Ifone awpiy! 
 
 Thy fway it doth not, cannot owo t 
 In me no longer let it day ; 
 
 O take away this heart of done ! 
 
 5 O that I now, from fin releafed, 
 
 Thy word may to the utmod prove :• 
 
 Enter into the promifdd red, 
 
 The Canaan of thy perfeft love* 
 
 6 Father, fupply my every need ! 
 
 Sudain the life thyfelf had given; 
 
 Call for the never-failing bread. 
 
 The manna that comes down from heaven. 
 
 H The 
 
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 7 The gracious fruits of righteoufnefs, 
 
 Thy bleflings unexhaufted flore, 
 
 In me abundantly increafe, 
 
 Nor let me ever liunger more ! 
 
 8 Let me no more in deep complaint 
 
 “ My leannefs, O my leann'efs” cry ! 
 Alone confumed with pining want, 
 
 Of all my Father’s children 1 . 
 
 9 The painful thirfl, the fond defire, 
 
 Thy joyous prefence fhall remove; 
 
 But my full foul (hall dill require 
 A whole eternity of love. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXI. 
 
 Part the Second) 
 
 1 TTOLY, and true, and righteous Lord, 
 X X 1 wait to prove thy perfeft will; 
 Be mindful of thy gracious woid. 
 
 And damp me with thy fpint’s feal. 
 
 2 Open my faith’s interior eye : 
 
 Difplay thy glory from above; 
 
 And all I am (hall fink and die, 
 
 Lod in adonilhmcnt and love! 
 
 3 Confound, o’erpower me by thy grace; 
 
 I would be by myfelf abhorred; 
 
 All might, all majedy, all praife. 
 
 All glory be to Chrid my Lord! 
 
 4 Now let me gain perfeflion’s height; 
 
 Now let me into nothing fall, 
 
 As lefs than nothing in thy fight, 
 
 And feel that Chrid is all in all ! 
 
 H h a 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLXXXIl. 
 
 j God of our forefathers, hear! 
 
 V_^ And make thy faithful mercies known ; 
 To thee, through Jefus we draw near, 
 
 Thy fuffenng, well-beloved Son ; 
 
 In whom thy,fmihng face we fee. 
 
 In whom thou art well pleafed with me. 
 
 £ With folemn faith we offer up, 
 
 And fpread before thy glorious eyes, 
 
 That only ground of all our hope. 
 
 That precious, bleeding facrifice. 
 
 Which Drifigs thy grace on finncrs down, 
 
 And perfects all our fouls in one. 
 
 3 Acceptance through his only name, 
 
 Forgivenefs in his blood we have: 
 
 Biit more abundant life we claim, 
 
 Through him who died our fouls 10 favc, 
 
 To fantlify us by his blood. 
 
 And fill with all the life of God. 
 
 4 Father, behold thy dying Son, 
 
 And hear the blood that fpeaks above ! 
 
 On us let ail thy grace'be thown, 
 
 Peace, nghteoufnefs, and joy, and love: 
 
 Thy kingdom come to every, heart, 
 
 And all thou haft, and all thou art! 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXIII. 
 
 i God, to whom in flefh revealed, 
 
 The helplefs all for fuccour came ; 
 
 The fick to be relieved and healed, 
 
 And found falvation in thy name : • 
 
 a With publicans and harlots I, 
 
 In thefe^ihy .fpirih’s gofpel-days, 
 
 To thee the fmner’s friend, draw nigh, 
 
 And humbly fue for faving grace. 
 
 3 TIiou 
 
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 3 Thou feeft me help'efs and diftreft, 
 
 Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor: 
 Weary, I come to thee for reft, 
 
 And Tick of fin, implore a cure. 
 
 4 My f.n’s incurable difeafe, 
 
 Thou, Jefus, thou alone canft heal: 
 
 Infp ire me with thy power and peace. 
 
 And pardon on my confcience feal. 
 
 5,A touch, a word, a look from thee. 
 
 Can turn my heart, and make it clean; 
 Purge the foul, inbred leprofy, 
 
 And fave me from my bofom-fin. 
 
 6 Lord, if thou wilt, 1 do believe, 
 
 Thou canft the faving grace impart; 
 
 Thou canft this inftant now forgive, 
 
 And ftamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 7 My heart, which now to thee I raife, 
 
 I know thou canft this moment clea.nle; 
 The deepeft ftalns of fin efface. 
 
 And drive the evil fpirit hence. 
 
 3 Be it according to thy word ! 
 
 Accomplifh now thy work in me; 
 
 And let my foul, to health reftored, 
 
 Devote its little all to thee! 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXIV. 
 
 1 y^Thou whom once they flocked to hear! 
 
 Thy words to hear, thy pov/er to feci; 
 Suffer the finners to draw near. 
 
 And gracioufly receive us ftill. 
 
 2 They that be whole, thyfelf haft faid, 
 
 No need of a phyfician have ; 
 
 But I am fick, and want thine aid, 
 
 And want thy utmoft power to fave. 
 
 Hha 
 
 3 Th, 
 
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 3 Tliy power, and truth, and love divine, 
 
 The fame from age to age endure : 
 
 A word, a gracious word of thine, 
 
 The moil inveterate plague can cure* 
 
 4 Helplefs howe’er my fpirit lie's, 
 
 (And long hath languifned) at the pool, 
 A word of thine Ihall make me rife, 
 
 And fpeak. me in a moment whole* 
 
 5 Eighteen, or eight-and thirty years. 
 
 Or thoufands are alike to thee ; 
 
 Soon as thy faving grace appears* 
 
 My plague is gone; my heart Is free* 
 
 6 Make this the acceptable hour f 
 
 Come, O my foul’s phyfician, thou-l 
 Difplay thy fan£lifying power. 
 
 And (how me thy falvation now# 
 
 B V M N CCCLXXXV* 
 
 1 TESU, thy far extended fame 
 
 I My drooping foul exults to heaPS 
 Thy narne, thy all reftoring name^, 
 
 Is mufio in a ftnner’s ear* 
 
 2 Sinners of old thou didft receive. 
 
 With comfortable words and kind ; 
 Their forrows cheer, their wants relieve, 
 Heal the difeafdd, and cure the blind. 
 
 3 And art thou not the Saviour ftill. 
 
 In evdry place and age the fame? 
 
 Haft thou forgot thy gracious flttll,. 
 
 Or loft the virtue of thy name f 
 
 4 Faith in thy changelefs name I have; 
 
 The good, the kind phyfician thou 
 An able now our fouls to fave. 
 
 Art willing to' rcftore them now. 
 
 5 Though 
 
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 5 Though feveoteen hundred years are pad, 
 
 Since thou didft in the fleHi appear t 
 Thy tender mercies ever lad! 
 
 And ftill thy healing power is here, 
 
 6 Wouldfl thou the body’s health reflord, 
 
 And not regard the lin-fick foul ? 
 
 The fin-fick foul thou loved much more, 
 And furely thou (halt make it whole. 
 
 7 All my difeafe, my every fin, 
 
 To thee, O Jefus, I confefs; 
 
 In pardoji, Lord, my cure begin, 
 
 And perfeft it in holinefs. 
 
 8 That token of thine utmod good, 
 
 Now, Saviour, now On me beftow; 
 
 And purge my confcience with thy blood, 
 And waih my nature white as fnow. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXVI. 
 
 1 Q AVIOUR of the fin-fick foul, 
 
 O G ive me faith to make me whole! 
 Finifh thy great work of grace! 
 
 Cut it fhort in righteoufnefs. 
 
 2 Speak the fecond time, “ Be clean!” 
 
 Take away my inbred fin; 
 
 Every dupibling-block remove; 
 
 Cad it out by perfefl love. 
 
 3 Nothing lefs will I require; 
 
 Nothing mor?,can I defire: 
 
 None but Chrid to me be given! 
 
 None but Chrid in earth or heaven. 
 
 4 O that I might now decreafe! 
 
 O that all 1 am might ceafe! 
 
 Let me into nothing fall! 
 
 Let my Lord be all in all! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCLXXXVII. 
 
 1 T IGHT of life, feraphic fire, 
 
 X -I Love divine, thyfelf impart! 
 
 Every fainting Ibul infpire ; 
 
 Shine in every drooping heart! 
 
 Ev^ry mournful finner cheer; 
 
 Scatter all our guilty gloom! 
 
 Son of God, appear,.appear! 
 
 To thy human temples come! 
 
 2 Come in this accepted hour; 
 
 Bring thy heavenly kingdom in! 
 
 Fill us with the glorious power, 
 
 Rooting out the feeds of fin: 
 
 Nothing more can we require; 
 
 We will covet nothing lefs; 
 
 Be thou all our heart’s defire, 
 
 Ail our joy, and all our peace! 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXVIII. 
 
 j TESUS comes with all his grace, 
 
 I Comes to fave a fallen race: 
 
 Olfieft of our glorious hope, 
 
 Jelus comes to lift lis up f 
 
 2 Let the living ftones cry out] 
 
 Let the fons of Abraham (hout: 
 
 Praife we all our lowly King; 
 
 Give him thanks; rejoice and fing, 
 
 3 He hath our falvation wrought; 
 
 He our captive fouls hath bought: 
 
 He hath reconciled to God ; 
 
 He hath wafli^d us in his blood. 
 
 4 We are now his lawful right; 
 
 Walk as children of the light; 
 
 We 
 
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 We {hall foon obtain the grace, 
 
 Pure in heart to fee his face. 
 
 5 We (hall gain our calling’s prize: 
 
 After Cod we all fhall rife, . 
 
 Filled with joy, and love, and peace,, 
 
 Perfefted in holiriefs. 
 
 6 Let us then rejoice in hope, 
 
 Steadily to Chrift look up; 
 
 Trud to be redeemed from fin. 
 
 Wait, till he appears within. 
 
 7 Fools and madmen let us be, 
 
 Yet is our fure truft in thee; 
 
 Faithful is the promifed word. 
 
 We (hall all be as our Lord! 
 
 8 Haften, Lord, the perfect day! 
 
 Let thy every fervant fay, 
 
 I have now obtained.the power. 
 
 Born of Cod, to fin no more. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXIX. 
 
 All things arepoJfibU to him that btlitvtlh^ Mark ix. 23. 
 
 1 A LL things are polTible to him’ 
 
 That can in Jefu’s name believe; 
 
 Lord, 1 no more thy truth blafpheme. 
 
 Thy truth I lovingly receive j 
 I can, I do believe in thee, 
 
 All things are poOible to me. 
 
 2 The moll; impodlble of all 
 
 Is that I e’er from fin fhould ceale; 
 
 Yet fhall it be, I know it fhall: 
 
 Jefus, look to thy faithfulnefs! 
 
 If nothing is too hard for thee. 
 
 All things are poffible to me., 
 
 3 Though 
 
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 3 ThcM»g!i earlh and hell ihe word gain-fay, 
 
 The word of God can never fail: 
 
 The Lamb fhall take my fins away, 
 
 'Tis certain, though impoffible; 
 
 The thing impoffible fhall be: 
 
 All things are pofhble to me. 
 
 /} When thou the work of faith haft wrought, 
 
 1 here flral! in ihine image fnine, 
 
 Not fin in deed, or word, or thought; 
 
 Let men exclaim, and fiends repine. 
 
 They cannot break the firm decree: 
 
 All things are poffible to me. 
 
 5 Thy mouth, O Lord, hath fpoke, hath fworn, 
 
 That 1 fhall ferve thee without fear, 
 
 Shall find the pearl, which others fpurn, 
 Holy, and pure, and perfect here; 
 
 The fervant as his Lord fliall be: 
 
 All things are poffible to me. 
 
 6 All things are poffible to God, 
 
 To Chrift the power of Gocl in man, 
 
 To me, when I am all renewed. 
 
 When I in Chrift am formed again. 
 
 And witnefs, from all fin fet free, 
 
 All things are poffible to me, 
 
 il Y M N CCCXC. 
 
 1 Might I this moment ceafe 
 
 From every work of mine J 
 Find the perfeft holinefs, 
 
 The righleoufnefs divine! 
 
 Let me thy falvation fee : 
 
 Let me do thy perfeft will; 
 Live in glorious liberty, 
 
 And all thy fulnefs feel. 
 
 2 O cut 
 
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 2 O cut fliort the work, and make 
 
 Me now a creature new! 
 
 For thy truth and mercy’s fake 
 The gracious wonder (hew; 
 Cal'l me forth thy witnefs, Lord! 
 
 Let my life declare thy power; 
 To thy perfeft love rellored, 
 
 O let me fin no more! 
 
 3 Fain would I the truth proclaim, 
 
 That makes me free indeed; 
 Glorify my Saviour’s name, 
 
 And all its virtues fpread: 
 
 Jefus all our wants relieves; 
 
 Jefus mighty to redeem. 
 
 Saves, and to the utmofl; faves, 
 All thofe that come to him, 
 
 4 Perfefl; then thy mighty power 
 
 In a w’eak, finful v;orm! 
 
 All my fins deftroy, devour. 
 
 And all my foul transform! 
 Now apply thy fpirit’s feal! 
 
 O come quickly from above! 
 Empty me of fin, and fill, 
 
 With all the life of love ! 
 
 HYMN CCCXCI. 
 
 1 T ORD, I believe a refl remains 
 JLi To all thy people known, 
 
 A red:, where pure enjoyment reigns, 
 And thou art lov<!d alone. 
 
 2 A reft, where all our foul’s defire 
 Is fixt on things above; 
 
 Where fear, and fin, and grief expire, 
 Caft out by perfeft love. 
 
 3 O that 
 
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 g O that I now the red might know, 
 Believe, and enter in ! 
 
 Now, Saviour, now the power beflow, 
 And let me ceafe frbm fin! 
 
 4 Remove this hardnefs from my heart, 
 
 This unbelief remove; 
 
 To me the reft of faith impart, 
 
 The fabbath of thy love. 
 
 5 I would be thine, thou knoweft I would, 
 
 And have thee ail my own: 
 
 Thee, O my all-fufficient good! 
 
 1 want, and thee alone. * 
 
 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant! 
 
 This, only this, be giv^n; 
 
 Nothing befide my God I want. 
 
 Nothing in earth or heaven. 
 
 7 Come, O my Saviour, come away] 
 
 Into my fouldefcend! 
 
 No longer from thy creature ftay, 
 
 My author, and my end! 
 
 8 Come,'Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 Andfeal melhinc abode! 
 
 Let all I am in thee be loft, 
 
 Let all be loft in God ! 
 
 HYMN’ CCCXCII. 
 
 i Glorious hope of pelfe£l love! 
 
 It lifts me op to things above; 
 
 It bears on eagles’ wings; 
 
 It gives my ravifhdd'foul a tafte, 
 
 And makes me for fome moments feaft 
 With Jefu’s prieftS and kings. 
 
 2 Rejoicing 
 
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 a Rejoicing now in earned hope, 
 
 I dand, and from the mountain-top 
 See all the land below; 
 
 Rivers of milk and honey rife. 
 
 And all the fruits of paradife 
 in cndlefs plenty grow. 
 
 3 A land of corn, and witre, and oil, 
 Favoured with God’s peculiar fmile, 
 
 V/ith eve-ry bleffingbled: 
 
 There dwells the Lord our Righteoufnefs, 
 And keeps his own in perfeft peace, 
 
 And everlading reft, 
 
 4 O that I might at once go up! 
 
 No more on this hde Jordan ftop. 
 
 But now the land podefs] 
 
 This moment end my legal years; 
 Sorrows, and fins, and doubts, and fears^ 
 A howling’v/ildernefs. 
 
 5 Now, O my Jofhua, bring me In! 
 
 Cad out thy foes; the inbred fin, 
 
 The carnal mind remove: 
 
 The purchafe of thy death divide; 
 
 And O with all the fanftified! 
 
 Give me a lot of love! 
 
 HYMN CCCXCIII. 
 
 1 found of gofpel-grace! 
 
 Chrid (hall in me appear! 
 
 I, even I, (hall fee his face; 
 
 1 fliall be holy here! 
 
 2 The glorious crown of rightcoufne& 
 
 Tome reached out I view: 
 
 Conqueror through him, I (bon (hall kize- 
 And wear it as my due. 
 
 1 i 3 The 
 
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 3 The promifi^d land from Pifgah’s top 
 
 I now exult to fee; 
 
 My hope is full (O glorious hope!) 
 
 Of immortality. 
 
 4 He vifits now the houfe of clay; 
 
 He (hak es his future home; 
 
 O wouldfl thou, Lord, on this glad day, 
 Into thy temple come! 
 
 5 With me I know, I feel thou art; 
 
 But this cannot fuffice, 
 
 Unlefsthou planteftin my heart 
 A conftant paradife. 
 
 6 My earth thou watereft From on high, 
 
 But make it all a pool: 
 
 Spring up, O well, I ever cry, 
 
 Spring up within my foul! 
 
 7 Come, O my God, thyfelf reveal! 
 
 Fill all this mighty void; 
 
 Thou only canft my fpirit fill; 
 
 Come, O my God, my God! 
 
 8 Fulfil, fulfil my large defires! 
 
 Large as infinity: 
 
 Give, give me all my foul requires! 
 
 All, all that is in thee! 
 
 HYMN CCCXCIV. 
 
 I "f ^ THAT is our calling’s glorious hope^ 
 VV But inward holinefs? 
 
 For this to Jefus 1 look up, 
 
 I calmly wait For this. 
 
 e I wait, till he Ihall touch me clean. 
 
 Shall life and power impart, 
 
 Give me the faith that cafts out fin, 
 
 And purifies the heart. 
 
 3 This 
 
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 3 This is the dear redeeming grace, 
 
 For every finner free: 
 
 Surely it fliall on me take place, 
 
 The chief of fmners, me. 
 
 4 From all iniquity, from all 
 
 He fhall my foul redeem: 
 
 In Jefus I believe, and fhall 
 BelievQ mylelf to him. 
 
 5 When Jefus makes my heart his home, 
 
 My Im fhall all depart: 
 
 And lo! he faith, I quickly come. 
 
 To fill and rule my heart I 
 
 6 Be It according to thy word! 
 
 Redeem me from all fin; 
 
 My heart would now receive thee, Lord: 
 Come in, my Lord, come in! 
 
 HYMN CCCXCV. 
 
 1 INTONE is like Jelhuron’s God! 
 i.\i So great, fo ftrong, fo high! 
 
 Lo! he fpreads his wings abroad, 
 
 He rides upon the fky! 
 
 Ifrael is his firfl-born Son; 
 
 God, the almighty God, is thine, 
 
 See him to thy help come down, 
 
 The excellence divine. 
 
 2 Thee the great Jehovah deigns 
 
 To fuccour and defend: 
 
 Thee the eternal God fuftains, 
 
 Thy Maker and thy Friend! 
 
 Sinner, what haft thou to dread? 
 
 Safe from all impending harms. 
 
 Round thee, and beneath are fp'read 
 The everlafting arms. 
 
 1 i 2 
 
 3 God 
 
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 3 God is.thine; difdain to fear 
 
 The enemy within: 
 
 God fhall in thy flefh appear, 
 
 And make an end of fin: 
 
 God, the man of fin fliall flay. 
 
 Fill thee with triumphant joy; 
 God fhall thruft h im out, and fay, 
 Deflroy them all, deAroy! 
 
 4 All the ftruggle then is o’er, 
 
 And wars and fightings ceafe.; 
 Ifrael then fhall fin no more, 
 
 But dwell in perfefl peace. 
 
 Ail his enemies are gone: 
 
 Sin fhall have in him no part: 
 Ifrael now fhall dwell alone 
 With Jefus in his heart. 
 
 5 In a land of corn and wine 
 
 His lot fliall be below: 
 
 Comforts there and bleffings join, 
 And milk and honey flow. 
 Jacob’s well is in hisfoul: 
 
 Gracious dew his heavens diflil; 
 Fill hisfoul, already full, 
 
 And fhall for ever fill. 
 
 6 Blefl:, O Ifrael, art thou! 
 
 What people is like thee? 
 
 Saved from fin by Jefus now 
 Thou art, and ftill fhalt be,. 
 Jefus is thy fcven-fold fhield, 
 
 Jefus is thy flaming fword: 
 Earth, and hell, and fin fhall yield 
 To God’s almighty word. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 H y M N CCCXCVI. 
 
 1 T TE wills that I fhould holy be: 
 
 JL JL That holinels I lon^ to feel, 
 
 That full, divine conformity 
 
 To all my Saviour’s righteous will. 
 
 2 Sec, l ord, the travail of (hy foul 
 
 Accomplished in the change of mine; 
 
 And plunge me, every whit made whole, 
 
 In all the depths of love divine! 
 
 3 On tkee, O God, my foul is flayed! 
 
 And waits to prove thine utmofl will; 
 
 The promife, by thy mercy made. 
 
 Thou canfl, thou wilt in me fulfil. 
 
 4 No more I flagger at thy power, 
 
 Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move; 
 Haflen the long-expe6led hour. 
 
 And blefs me with thy perfeft love. 
 
 5 Jefus, thy loving fpirit alone 
 
 Can lead me forth, and make me free : 
 
 'Bui fl every bond through which I groan. 
 And fet my heart at liberty, 
 
 6 Now let thy fpirit bring me in, 
 
 And give thy fervant to poffefs 
 The land of rcfl from inbred fin, 
 
 The land of perfeft holinefs. 
 
 7 I.ord, I believe thy power the fame. 
 
 The fame thy truth and grace endure; 
 
 And in thy bleffed Hands I am. 
 
 And tiufl thee for a perfeft cure. 
 
 8 Come, Saviour, come, and make me whole! • 
 
 Entirely all my fins remove; 
 
 To perfeft health reftore my foul. 
 
 To perfe£l holinefs and love. 
 
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 HYMN' 
 
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 HYMN CCCXCVIL 
 
 » T ESUS, tny Lord, I cry to iTieej 
 I Againft thefpirit unclean: 
 i want a conftant liberty, 
 
 A perfeft reft from fin, 
 
 a Expel the fiend out of my heart. 
 
 By love’s almighty power: 
 
 Now, now command him to depart. 
 
 And never enter more. 
 
 3 Thy killing and thy quickeningpower, 
 jefus, in medifplay; 
 
 The life of nature, from this hour, 
 
 My pride and paffion flay. 
 
 ^ Then, then, my utmofl Saviour, raife 
 hiy foul with faints above, 
 
 To ferve thy will, and fpread thy praife^ 
 And fing thy perfe6l; love. 
 
 3 This moment I thy truth confefs; 
 
 This moment I receive 
 The heavenly gift, the dew of grace, 
 And by thy mercy live. 
 
 6 The next, and every moment. Lord, 
 
 On me thy fpirit pour; 
 
 And blefs me, who believe thy word, 
 With that laft glorious ftiower! 
 
 HYMN CCCXCVIII. 
 
 1 TpATHEP., I dare believe 
 X' Thee merciful and true: 
 
 Thou wilt my guilty foul forgive, 
 
 My fallen foul renew. 
 
 « Come 
 
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 2 Come then for Jefu’s fake, 
 
 And bid my heart be clean; 
 
 An end of all my troubles make. 
 
 An end of all my fin, 
 
 3 I will, through grace I will, 
 
 I do return to thee; 
 
 Take, empty it, O Lord, and fill 
 My heart with purity! 
 
 4 For power I feebly pray: 
 
 Thy kingdom now reftore! 
 
 To-day, while it is called to-day! 
 
 And I (hall fin no more. 
 
 5 I cannot wafh my heart, 
 
 But by believing thee. 
 
 And waiting for thy blood to’ impart 
 The fpotlefs purity. 
 
 6 While at thy crofs I lie, 
 
 Jefu, the grace bellow; 
 
 Now thy all-cleanfing blood apply, 
 
 And I am white as fnow. 
 
 HYMN CCCXCIX. 
 
 /y? 
 
 i now', my God, my God! 
 
 V V Ready if thou always art. 
 
 Make in me thy mean abode. 
 
 Take polfelfion of my heart: 
 
 If thou canll fo greatly bow. 
 
 Friend of finners why not now? 
 
 a God of love, in this my day, 
 
 For thyfclf to thee 1 cry, 
 
 •Dy ing if thou flill delay, 
 
 Mufti not for ever die? 
 
 Enter now thy pooreft home: 
 
 Now, my utmoll Saviour, coaiej 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCC. 
 
 1 Kings^ chap, xviii. 
 
 s ^ I "'HOU God that ar.fwereft by fire, 
 A On thee in Jefu’s name v/e call; 
 Fulfil our faithful heart’s defirCj 
 And let on us thy fpirit fall, 
 
 2 Bound on the altar of thy crofs, 
 
 My old, offending nature lies; 
 
 Now for the honour of thy caufe, 
 Come, and confunae the facrifice! 
 
 2 Confume our lufls as rotten wood, 
 Confume our ftony heart within; 
 Confume the duft, the Serpent’s food, 
 And lick up all the dreams of fin. 
 
 4 Its body totally deftroy! 
 
 Tliyfclf the Lord, the God approve! 
 And fill our hearts with holy joy, 
 
 And fervent zeal, and perfect love. 
 
 ^ O that the fire from heaven might fall! 
 Our fins its ready viftima find; 
 
 Seize On our fins, and burn up kll, 
 
 Nor leave the lead remains behind, 
 
 6 Then fhall our proflrate fouls adore; 
 The Lord, he is the God, confefs; 
 He IS the God of faving power! 
 
 He is the God of hallowing grace! 
 
 HYMN CCCCI. 
 
 s /^NCE thou didft on earth appeal, 
 VJ' For all mankind to’ atone; 
 
 Now be manifefted here, 
 
 And bid our fin He vone ! 
 
 Come, 
 
Come, and by tby prefence cbacc 
 its nature, v/itb its guilt and power! 
 Jefu, fbow thine open face. 
 
 And fin fliali be no more, 
 
 2 Thou, who didft fo greatly ftcop 
 
 To a poor virgin’s womb, 
 
 Here thy mean abode take up; 
 
 To me, my Saviour, come! 
 
 Come, and Satan’s works deftroy, 
 
 And let me all thy Godhead prove; 
 Filled with peace, and heavenly joy, 
 
 And pure, eternal loyc, 
 
 3 Then my foul with flrangc delight 
 
 Shall comprehend and feel, 
 
 Wh'at the. length, and breadth, and height, 
 Of love unfpeakable. 
 
 Then I fliall the fecret knov/, 
 
 Which angels v/ould fcarch out in vain, 
 God was man, and ferved below. 
 
 That man with God might reign, 
 
 4 Father, Son, and Spirit, come. 
 
 And with thine own abide! 
 
 Holy Ghofl, to make thee room, 
 
 Our hearts we open wide; 
 
 Thee, and only thee requcff, 
 
 To every afking Tinner given; 
 
 'Come, our life, and peace, and reft, 
 
 Our all in earth and heaven! 
 
 HYMN CCCCII. 
 
 1 l\TOW,cven now, I yield, I yield, 
 JL>I With all my ftns to part ; 
 
 Jefus, fpeak my pardon fealed, 
 
 And purify my heart! 
 
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 Purge tTie love of fin away, 
 
 Then I into nothing fall; 
 
 Then i fee the perfeft day, 
 
 And Chrifi: is all in all. 
 
 2 Jefu, now out hearts infpire 
 With that pure love of thine j 
 Kindle now the heavenly fire, 
 
 To brighten and refine: 
 
 Purify our faith like gold; 
 
 All the drofsof fin remove: 
 
 Melt our fpirils down, and mould 
 Into thy perfeft love, 
 
 HYMN CCCCIII, 
 
 1 TESUS hath died, that I might live, 
 
 J Might live to God alone; 
 
 in him eternal life receive, 
 
 And be.in fpiritone. 
 
 2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, 
 
 The gift unfpeakable; 
 
 And wait with arms of faith to’ embrace. 
 And all thy love to feel, 
 
 5 My foul breaks out in ftrong defire, 
 
 The perfeft blifs to prove: 
 
 My longing heart is all on fire 
 To be diffolved in love, 
 
 4 Give me thyfelf; from every boafl:, 
 
 From every with fet free; 
 
 Let all I am in thee be loft:’ 
 
 But give thyfelf to me! 
 
 5 Thy gifts, alas! cannot fufficc, 
 
 Unlefs thyfelf be given: 
 
 Thy prefence makesimy paradife, 
 
 And where thou art is heaven! 
 
 HYMN 
 
HYMN CCCCIV. 
 
 1 T Afk the gift of righteoufnefs, 
 
 X I'he fin-fubduiiig power; 
 
 Power to believe, and go in peace, 
 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 2 I afk the blood-bought pardon fcaled, 
 
 The libeity from fin; 
 
 The grace infiifed, the love revcalW, 
 The kingdom fixt within. 
 
 3 Thou hearcfl me for falvation pray; 
 
 Thou feeft my heart’s defire: 
 
 Made ready in thy powerful day, 
 
 Thy fulnefs I require. 
 
 4 My vehement foul cries out oppreft, 
 
 Impatient to be freed! 
 
 Nor can I, Lord, nor will I reft, 
 
 Till 1 am faved indeed. 
 
 5 Art thou notable to convert, 
 
 Art thou not willing too? 
 
 To change this old rebellious heart, 
 To conquer, and renew? 
 
 6 Thou canft, thou wilt, I dare believe, 
 
 So arm me with thy power, 
 
 That 1 to fm fhall never cleave, 
 
 Shall rleverfeel it more. 
 
 HYMN CCCCV. 
 
 1 /^OME, O my God, the promife feal, 
 This mountain, fm remove! 
 Now in my'gafping foul reveal 
 The virtue ol thy love. 
 
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 7 . I want thy life, thy purity. 
 
 Thy righteoufnefs brought in: 
 
 I afk, define, and truft in thee, 
 
 To be redeemed from ftn. 
 
 3 For this as taught by thee I pray, 
 
 And can rto longer doubt! 
 
 Remove from hence, to fm I fay, 
 
 JBe caft this moment out! 
 
 4 Anger, and floth, defire, and pride, 
 
 This moment be fubduea! 
 
 Be caA into the crimfon tide 
 Of my Redeemer’s blood! 
 
 5 Saviour, to thee my foul looks up, 
 
 My prefentSaviour, thou* 
 
 In all the confidence of hope 
 1 claim the blefling now! 
 
 6 ’Tis done! thou doA this moment fave^ 
 
 With full falvation blefs: 
 Redem.ption through thy blood I have, 
 And fpotlefs love and peace. 
 
 SECTION IX. 
 
 Tor Believers faved. 
 
 HYMN CCCCVI. 
 
 1 OD, who didA fo dearly buy 
 V J Thefe wretched fouls of ours, 
 
 Help us fhec t6 glorify, 
 
 With all our ranfomedpowers: 
 
 Ours they are not, Lord, but thine; 
 
 O let the ’vefTels of thy grace, 
 
 Body, foul, and fpirit join 
 In our Redeemer's praife! 
 
 £ True, 
 
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 a True and faithful witnefs, thee, 
 
 O Jefus, we receive! 
 
 Fulnef^ of the Deity, 
 
 In all thy people live! 
 
 Firll-bcgottcn from the dead, 
 
 Call forth thy living witnefTes! 
 
 King of faints, thine empire fpread 
 O’er all the ranfomcd race. 
 
 3 Grace, the fountain of all good, 
 
 Ye happy faints receive, 
 
 With the ftreams of peace o’erflowcd. 
 With all that God can give; 
 
 He, who is, and was, in peace, 
 
 And grace, and plenitude of power, 
 Comes your favoured fouls to blcfs, 
 And never leave you mote. 
 
 4 Let the fpirit before his throne, 
 
 Myflerious one and fevCn, 
 
 In his various gifts fent down. 
 
 Be to the churches giv^n: 
 
 Let the pure, feraphic joy. 
 
 From Jefus Chrifl the juft defcend ; 
 Holinefs without alloy. 
 
 And blifs that ne’er fhall end. 
 
 HYMN ccccvir. 
 
 Q UICKEN’D with our immortal head. 
 Who daily. Lord, afcend with thee. 
 Redeemed from fin and free indeed, 
 
 We talle our glorious liberty. 
 
 2 Saved from the fear of hell and death. 
 With joy we feek the things above; 
 And .all ‘thy faints the fpirit breathe 
 Of powei, fobriety, and love. 
 
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 3 Power 
 
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 3 Powiro’er the world, the fiend, and fin, 
 
 We through thy gracious fpirit feel; 
 
 Full power the viftor'y to win, 
 
 And anfwer all thy righteous will. 
 
 4 Pure love to God thy members find. 
 
 Pure love to every foul of man; 
 
 And in thy fober, fpollefs mind. 
 
 Saviour, our heaven on earth we gain. 
 
 HYMN CCCCVIII. 
 
 a faithful fouls, who Jefus know, 
 
 i, if rifen indeed with him ye are, 
 Superior to the joys below, 
 
 His refurreftion’s power declare. 
 
 2 Your faith by holy tempers prove; 
 
 By aftions fliow your fins forgiven ! 
 
 And feek the glorious things above. 
 
 And follow Chrift your head to heavenj 
 
 3 There your exalted Saviour fee, 
 
 , Sealed at God’s right-hand again, 
 
 In all his Father’s majefty, 
 
 In everlafting pomp to reign., 
 
 4 To him continnally afpire, 
 
 Contending for your native place ; 
 
 And emulate the angel-choir. 
 
 And only live to love and praife, 
 
 ^ For who by faith your Lord receive, 
 
 Ye nothing feek or want befide : 
 
 Dead to the world and fin ye live; 
 
 Your creature-love is crucified. 
 
 6 Your real life with Chrift concealed, 
 
 Deep in the Father’s bofom lies; 
 
 And glorious as your head revealed, 
 
 Ye foon (hall meet him in the Ikies. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCIX. 
 
 2 Tim. iv. 7* 
 
 j « y 'The good fight have fought!’* 
 i O when (hall I declare! 
 
 The viftory by my Saviour got, 
 
 1 long with Paul to fhare. 
 
 2 O may I triumph fo, 
 
 When all my warfare’s pad! 
 
 And dying find my latcft foe 
 Under my feet at lad! 
 
 3 This bleffed word be mine, 
 
 Judas the port is gained, 
 
 ** Kept by the power of grace divine, 
 
 1 have the faith maintained.” 
 
 4 The apoflles of my Lord, 
 
 To whom it fird was giv^n, 
 
 They could not fpeak a greater word, 
 
 Nor all the faints in heaven 
 
 HYMN CCCCX. 
 
 t y ET not the wife his wifdom boad; 
 JL^ The mighty glory in his might; 
 
 The rich in flattering riches trud, 
 
 Which take their everlafting flight. 
 
 2 The rufh of numerous years bears down 
 
 The mod gigantic drength of man: 
 .And where is ail his wifdora gone, 
 
 When dud he turns to dud again? 
 
 3 One only gift can judify ' ' 
 
 The boading foul that knows his God: 
 When Jefus doth his blood apply, 
 
 1 glory in his fprinkled blood. 
 
 K k 2 
 
 4 Th 
 
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 4 Tlie Lord my rrghtcoufnefs X praife; 
 
 1 triumph in the love divine; 
 
 The vvifdom, wealth, and ftrenglh of grace, 
 In Chrift to cndlcfs ages mine, 
 
 hymn ccccxi. 
 
 t can worthily commend 
 
 VV Thy love unfearchable! 
 
 Love, that made thee condefeend ! 
 
 Ourcurfe and death to feel: 
 
 Thou, the great, eternal God, 
 
 who didfl thyfelf our ranfom pay, 
 
 Hah, with thy own precious blood, 
 
 Walhed all our fins away, 
 
 2 By the fpirit of our head, 
 
 Anointed priefts and kings, 
 
 Conquerors of the world, we tread 
 On all created things; 
 
 Sit m heavenly places down. 
 
 While yet we in the flefh remain; 
 
 Now partakers of thy throne, 
 
 Before thy Father reign. 
 
 3 In thy members here beneath. 
 
 The interceffor prays: 
 
 Here we.in thy fpirit breathe 
 The quintenence of praife; 
 
 Offer up our all to God : 
 
 And God beholds, with gracious eyes, 
 Firft the purchafeof thy blood, 
 
 ■ And then our facrifice, 
 
 4 Jefus, let thy kingdom come ! 
 
 (Infpired by thee we pray,) 
 
 Previous to the general doom, 
 
 The everlafling day: 
 
 Take poffefTion of thine own. 
 
 And let us then our Saviour fee, 
 
 Glorious on thy heavenly throne, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCGXir. 
 
 S T 7 S who climb thy holy hill, 
 
 A general bleffing make; 
 
 Let the world our influence feel, 
 
 Our gofpel-grace partake: 
 
 Grace to help in time of need, 
 
 Pour out on finners from above; 
 
 All thy fpirit’s fulnefs fhed, 
 
 In Ihowers of heavenly love, 
 
 3 Make our earthly fouls a field, 
 
 Which God delights to blefs: 
 
 Let us in due feafon yield 
 The fruits of righteoufnefs; 
 
 Make us trees of paradife. 
 
 Which more and more thy praife may IhoWj 
 Deeper fink, and higher rife, 
 
 And toperfeftion grow. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXIII. 
 
 1 ^ I ■'HE voice that fpeaks Jehovah near, 
 
 X The ftill, fmall voice, I long to hear; 
 
 O might it nov/ my Lord proclaim, 
 
 And fill my foul with holy fhame! 
 
 2 Afhamed I muft for ever be; 
 
 Afraid the God of love to fee, 
 
 If faints and prophets hide their face. 
 
 And angels tremole while they gazcl 
 
 HYMN CCCCXIV. 
 
 i T ORD, in the ftrength of grace, 
 
 I. J With a glad heart and free, 
 
 Myfelf, my refidue of days, 
 
 1 confecratc to thee. 
 
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 2 Thy 
 
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 a Thy ranfomed fervant I 
 
 Reftore to thee thy own; 
 
 And from this moment Jive or die 
 To feive my God alone. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXV, 
 
 1 
 
 G od of all-redeeming grace, 
 
 By thy pardoning love compelled. 
 Up to thee our fouls we raife. 
 
 Up to thee our bodies .yield: 
 
 Thou our facrifice receive, 
 
 Acceptable through thy Son, 
 
 "While to thee alone we live, 
 
 While we die to thee alone. 
 
 2 Meet it is, and jufl, and right. 
 
 That we (hould be wholly thinei 
 In thy only will delight, 
 in thy blelled fervice join: 
 
 O that every work and word 
 
 Might proclaim how good thou art: 
 Holinefs unto the Lord 
 
 Still be wrote upon our heart! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXVI. 
 
 1 T ET him to whom we now belong, 
 
 I j His fovereign right affert; 
 
 And take up every thankful fong, 
 
 And every loving heart. 
 
 2 He juftly claims us for his own. 
 
 Who bought us with a price: 
 
 The Chriflian lives to Clirilt alone, 
 
 To Chrifl alone he dies. 
 
 ^ Jefus. thine own at laft receivel, 
 
 Fulfil our heart’s define! 
 
 And let us to thy gloiy live, 
 
 And in thy caufo expire. 
 
 4 Our 
 
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 4 Our fouls and bodies we refign: 
 With joy we render thee 
 Our all, no longer ours, but thine, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXVir. 
 
 1 T) EHOLD the fervant of the Lord! 
 
 JL 3 I wait thy guiding eye to feel, 
 
 To hear and keep thy every word. 
 
 To prove ancf do thy perfeft wilt; 
 
 Joyful from my own works to ceafe. 
 
 Glad to fulfil all righteoufnefs. 
 
 c Me if thy grace vouchfafe to ufe, 
 
 Meaneft of all thy creatures, me, 
 
 The deed, the time, the manner chufe^ 
 
 Let all my fruit be found of thee; 
 
 Let all my works in thee be wrought. 
 
 By thee to full perfeftion brought. 
 
 3 My every weak, though good defigh, 
 
 O'er-rule, or change, as feems thee meet; 
 Jefu, let all my work be thine! 
 
 Thy work, O Lord, is. all compleat,. 
 
 And pleafing in thy Father’s fight; 
 
 Thou only haft done all things right. 
 
 4 Here then to thee thy own I leave; 
 
 Mould as thou wilt thy paifive clay; 
 
 But let me all thy ftamp receive. 
 
 But let me all thy words obey: 
 
 Serve with a lingle heart and eye. 
 
 And to thy glory live and die. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXVin. 
 
 J T^ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 X One in Three, and Three in OnCf 
 As by the celeflial hoft‘ 
 
 Let thy will on earth be done: 
 
 Praife by all to thee be given, 
 
 Glorious Lord of earth and heaven! 
 
 2 Vilefl of the finful race, 
 
 Lo! I anfwer to thy call: 
 
 Meaneft velTel of thy grace, 
 
 Grace divinely free for all; 
 
 Lo! I come to do thy will. 
 
 All thy couhfel to fulfil. 
 
 (3 If fo poor a worm as I 
 
 May to thy great glory live, 
 
 All my atlionsTantlify, 
 
 All my words and thoughts receive: 
 Claim me for thy fervice, claim 
 All I have, and all l am. 
 
 4 Take my foul and body’s powers; 
 
 Take my memory, mind, and will; 
 All my goods, and all my hours, 
 
 All I know, and all I feel! 
 
 All I think, or fpeak, or do: 
 
 Take my heart: but make it new ! 
 
 g Now, O God,.thy ov/n I am! 
 
 Now I give thee back thy own: 
 Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, 
 Confecrate to thee alone: 
 
 Thine I live, thrice happy 1 ! 
 
 Happier ftill ifthjne I die. 
 
 6 Father, 
 
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 S Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 
 One in Three, and Three in One, 
 
 As by the celeftial hod. 
 
 Let thy will on earth he done: 
 
 Praife by all to thee be given. 
 
 Glorious Lord of earth and heaven! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXIX. 
 
 1 God, what offering fhall I give 
 
 To thee, the Lord of earth and Ikies! 
 My fpirit, foul, and flefh receive, 
 
 A holy, living facrifice! 
 
 Small as it is, ’tis all my ffore: 
 
 More lhauldfl thou have, if I had more, 
 
 2 Now then, my God, thou haft my foul: 
 
 No longer mine, but thine I am; 
 
 Guard thou thy own, poffefs it whole! 
 
 Cheer it with hope, with love inflame! 
 Thou haft my fpirit; there difplay 
 Thy glory to the perfefl day. 
 
 3 Thou haft my flefh, thy hallowed Ihrine, 
 
 Devoted folely to thy will; 
 
 Here let thy light for ever fhine: 
 
 This houfe (till let thy prefence fill: 
 
 O fource of lile, live, dwell, and move, 
 
 In me, till all my life be love! 
 
 4 O never in thefe veils of fliame, 
 
 (Sad fruits of fin,) my glorying be; 
 
 Clothe with falvation, through thy name. 
 My foul, and let me put on thee! 
 
 Be living faith my coftly drefs. 
 
 And my bed robe thy nghteoufnefs. 
 
 3 Send down thy likenefs from above. 
 
 And let this my adorning be; 
 
 Clothe me with wifdom, patience, love. 
 With lowliuefs and purity, 
 
 Than 
 
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 Than gold and pearls more precious far, 
 And brighter than the morning flar, 
 
 6 Lord, arm me with thy fpirit’s miglit, 
 Since 1 am called by thy great name! 
 In thee let all my thoughts unite, 
 
 Of all my works be thou the aim: 
 Thy love attend me all my days, 
 
 And my foie bufinefs be thy praife. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXX. 
 
 1 T 7 ATHER, into thy hands alone 
 X 1 have my all reftored; 
 
 My all, thy property I own, 
 
 The fteward of the Lord. 
 
 S Hereafter none can take away 
 My life, or goods, or fame; 
 
 Ready at thy demand to lay 
 Them down I always am, 
 
 3 Confiding in thy only love, 
 
 Through Jefus ftrengthening me, 
 
 I wait thy faithfulnefs to prove, 
 
 And give back all to thee. 
 
 4 Take when thou wilt into thy hands, 
 
 And as thou wilt require: 
 
 Rcfume by the Chaldean bands, 
 
 Or the devouring fire. 
 
 5 Determined all thy will to’ obey, 
 
 Tliy bleffings I reftore: 
 
 Give, Lord, or take thy gifts away, 
 
 I praife thee evermore! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 H Y M N CCCCXXI. 
 
 IVE me the faith v/hich can remove 
 
 VjB" And Gnk the raountains to a plam* 
 Give me the child-like, praying love, 
 Which longs to build thy houfe again; 
 Thy love let it my heart o’erpower. 
 
 And all my Ample foul devour. 
 
 2 I want an even ftrong defire, 
 
 I want a calmly-ferverit zeal, 
 
 To fave poor fouls out of the fire, 
 
 I'o fnatch them from the verge of hell; 
 And turn them to a pardoning God, 
 
 A.nd quench the brands in Jefu’s blood, 
 
 3 I would the precious time redeem. 
 
 And longer live for this alone, 
 
 To fpend and to be fpent for them 
 
 Who have not yet my Saviour known; 
 Fully on thefe my miffion prove, 
 
 And only breathe, to breathy thy love. 
 
 4 My talents, gifts, and graces. Lord, 
 
 Into thy blefled hands receive; 
 
 And let me live to preach thy v/ord; 
 
 And let me to thy glory live: 
 
 My every facred moment fpend 
 In publifliing the finncr’s friend. 
 
 g Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart, 
 
 With boundlefs charity divine! 
 
 So flrall I all my ftrength exert, 
 
 \ And love them with a zeal like thine; 
 And lead them to thy open fide, 
 
 The flaeep for whom their Shepherd died. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXXII. 
 
 t T ESUS, all-atoning Lamb, 
 i Tiiine, and only thine I am: 
 Take my body, fpirit, foul ; 
 
 Only ihdu poiTefs the whole! 
 
 2 Thou my one thing needful be; 
 
 Let me ever cleave to thee: 
 
 Let me chufe the better part; 
 
 Let me give thee all my heart. 
 
 ^ Fairer-than the fons of men, 
 
 Do not let me turn again, 
 
 Leave the fountain-head of blifs, 
 Stoop to creature-happinefs. 
 
 4 Whom have I on earth below? 
 Thee, and only thee I know; 
 
 Whom have 1 in heaven but thee? 
 Thou art all in all to me. 
 
 5 All my treafure is above; 
 
 All my riches is thy love, 
 
 Who the worth of love can’tell? 
 Infinite, unfearchable I 
 
 6 Thou, O love, my portion art: 
 
 Lord, thou knowcft my fimple heart: 
 Other comforts I defpife; 
 
 Love be all my paradife. 
 
 7 Nothing elfe can I require: 
 
 Love fills up tnjl whole defire: 
 
 .All thy other gifts remove, 
 
 Still thou giveft me all in love. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 hymn CCCCXXIII. 
 
 t T^ATHER, to thee my foul I lift, 
 
 X' My foul on thee depends; 
 Convinced that every perfeftgift 
 Eroiu thee alone defcends. 
 
 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, 
 
 And power aad wifdom too: 
 
 Without the fpiritofthy Son 
 We nothing good can do. 
 
 3 We cannot fpeak one ufeful word, 
 
 One holy thought conceive, 
 
 Unlefs, in anfwer to our Lord, 
 
 Thyfelf the blefllng give. 
 
 4 His blood demands the purchafed grace; 
 
 His blood’s availing plea 
 Obtained the help for all our race, 
 
 And fends it down to me, 
 
 5 Thou all our works in us hall wrought; 
 
 Our good is all divine: 
 
 The praife of every virtuous thought, 
 And righteous word is thine. 
 
 6 From thee, through Jefus, we receive 
 
 The power on thee to call, 
 
 Jn whom we are, and move, and live; 
 Our God is all in all. 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXXIV, 
 
 ESU, my truth, my way, 
 
 My fure, unerring light, 
 thee my feeble. Heps I /lay, 
 
 WJiich thou wilt guide aright, 
 
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 2 My 
 
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 2 My wifdom and my guide, 
 
 My counlellor thou art; 
 
 O never let me leave thy (idc, 
 
 Or from thy paths depart! 
 
 3 I lift my eyes to thee, 
 
 Thou gracious, bleeding Lamb, 
 That I may now enlightened be, 
 And never put to fhame. 
 
 4 Never will I remove 
 
 Out of thy hands my caufe, 
 
 But reft in thy redeeming lo\'e, 
 
 And hang upon thy crols. 
 
 5 Teach me the happy art 
 
 In all things to depend 
 On thee! O never, Lord, depart. 
 But love me to the end! 
 
 6 Still ftir me up to ftrive 
 
 With thee in ftrength divine; 
 And every moment. Lord, revive 
 This fainting foul of mine. 
 
 y Perfift to fave my foul, 
 
 Throughout the fiery hour, 
 
 Till I am every whit made whole, 
 And fhow forth all thy power, 
 
 8 Through fire and water bring 
 Into the v/ea!thy place; 
 
 And teach me the new fong to fing, 
 When perfedled in grate! 
 
 g O make rne all like thee, 
 
 Before I hence remove ? 
 
 Settle, confirm, and ftablifh me, 
 And build me up in love. 
 
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 TO Let me thy witnefs live, 
 
 When fin is all dcdroyed: 
 
 And. then my Ipotlefs foul receive, 
 
 And take me home to God. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXV. 
 
 1 God, my God, my all thou art? 
 
 Ere Ihifies ihc dawn ot rifing da'y, 
 
 Thy fovcreign light within my heart, 
 
 Thy all-enlivening power difplay. 
 
 2 For thee my thirdy foul doth pant, 
 
 While in thisdefert land 1 livci 
 And hungry as I am, and faint, 
 
 'I'hy love alone can comfort give, 
 
 3 In a dry land behold I place 
 
 My whole defwe on thee, O Lord; 
 
 And more I joy to gain thy grace, 
 
 Than all earth’s treafures can afford. 
 
 4 More dear than life itfelf, thy love 
 
 My heart and tongue fhall ftill employ; 
 
 And to declare thy praile will prove, 
 
 My peace, my glory, and my joy. 
 
 ^ In bleffmg thee with grateful fongs, 
 
 My happy life fhallglide away; 
 
 The praile that to thy name belongs. 
 
 Hourly with lifted hands I’ll-pay. 
 
 G Abundant fweetncfs, while I fing 
 
 Thy love, my ravifhed foul o’erflovvs. 
 
 Secure in thee, my Cod, and King 
 Of glory, that no period knows, 
 
 7 Thy name, O God, upon my bed. 
 
 Dwells on my lips, and hres my thought, 
 
 "With trembling awe, in midnight fhade, 
 
 1 mufe on all thy hands have wrought, 
 
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 8 In all t do I feel thy aid; 
 
 Therefore thy greatnefs will I fing^ 
 O God, who i>idli my heart be glad, 
 Beneath the fliadow of thy wing! 
 
 My foul draws nigh and cleaves to thee: 
 
 Then let or earth or hell afTail, 
 
 Thy mighty hand fhall fet me free; 
 
 For whom thou faveft, he ne’er fhall fail. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXVI. 
 
 t /^God of peace and pardoning love, 
 
 Whofe bowels of compalTion rhovc 
 To every finful child of man; 
 
 Jefus, our Shepherd, great and good, 
 Who dying, bought us with his blood, 
 Thou haft brought back to life again. 
 His blood to all our fouls apply:' 
 
 (H is blood alone can fanftify, 
 
 Wh ich firft did for our fins atone:) 
 The covenant of redemption Tea!; 
 
 The depth of love, of God reveal. 
 
 And fpeak us perfefled in one. 
 
 2 O might our every work and word ! 
 Exprefs the tempers of our I.ord, 
 
 The nature of our head above: 
 
 His fpiril lend into our hearts, 
 
 Engraving on our inmoft parts 
 The living law of holicft love. 
 
 Then lhall we do, witii pure delight, 
 Whate’er is pleafing in thy fight, 
 
 As vefTels of thy richeft giace; 
 
 And having thy whole ccmnfel done. 
 
 To thee, and thy co-equal Son, 
 
 Afcribe the everUfti-ng praife. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXXVIt. 
 
 1 ' t "'HY'power and faving truth to fhovv, 
 
 A A warfare at thy charge I go; 
 
 Strong in the Lord and thy great might; 
 Gladly take up the hallowed crofs, 
 
 And fuflering all things for thy caufe. 
 
 Beneath thy bloody banner fight. 
 
 A fpeftacle to fiends and men, 
 
 To all their fierce or cool difdain, 
 
 With calmefl pity I fubmit; 
 
 Determined nought to know befide 
 My Jefus and him crucified, 
 
 1 tread the world beneath my feet. 
 
 2 Superior to their fmilc or frown, 
 
 On all their goods my foul looks down, 
 
 Their pleafures, wealth, and power, and flate; 
 The man that dares their god defpife, 
 
 The Chriftian he alone is w i fe; 
 
 The Chriflian he alone is great! 
 
 O God, let all my life declare, 
 
 How happy all thy fervants are I 
 
 How far above thefe earthly things; 
 
 How pure, when wafhed in Jefu’s blood. 
 
 How intimately one with God, 
 
 A heaven-born race of priefts and kings. 
 
 3 For this albne I live below, 
 
 The power of godlinefs to fhow. 
 
 The wonders wrought by Jefu’s name: 
 
 O that I might but faithful prove! 
 
 Witnefs to all thy pardoning love, 
 
 And point them to the atoning Lamb, 
 
 Let me to every creature cry. 
 
 The poor and rich, the low and high, 
 
 Believe, and feel thy fins forgiven! 
 
 Damned, till by Jefus faved thou art; 
 
 Till Jefu’s blood hath wafhed thy heart, 
 
 Tiiou can’fl; not find the gate of heaven. 
 
 I 3 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXXVIIU 
 
 T hou, Jefu, thou my bread infpire, 
 
 And touch my lips with hallowed fire. 
 
 And loofe a Hammering infant’s tongue; 
 Prepare the veffel of thy grace; 
 
 Adorn me with the robes of pravfe, 
 
 And mercy fhall bo all my fong: 
 
 Mercy for all who know not God; 
 
 Mercy for all In Jefu’s blood; 
 
 Mercy, llrat earth and heaven tranfeends; 
 Love, that o’erwlielms the faints in light! 
 
 The length, and breadth, and depth, and height^ 
 Of love divine, which never ends! 
 
 2 A faithful wiinefs of thy grace, 
 
 Well may I fill the allotted Ipace, 
 
 And anfwer all thy great defign; 
 
 Walk in the works by thee prepared, 
 
 And find annexed the vad reward, 
 
 The crown of righteoufnefs divine. 
 
 When I have lived to thee alone, 
 
 Pronounce the welcome word, “Well done!'* 
 And let me take my place above; 
 
 Enter into my Mailer's joy, 
 
 And all eternity employ 
 
 In praife, and extafy, and.love. 
 
 SECTION X. 
 
 Tor Believers interceding for the World. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXIX. 
 
 i y ET God, who comforts the didreft, 
 
 JL-i Let Ifrael’s confolation hear; 
 
 Hear, Holy Ghofl, our joint reejued'. 
 
 And fhow thyfelf the Comforter, 
 
 And fwell the inexplicable groan, 
 
 And breathe our wifhes to the throne 1 
 
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 2 We weep for thofe that weep below, 
 
 And burdened for the affliftcd figh; 
 
 The various forms of human woe 
 Excite our foftefl fympathy, 
 
 Fill every heart with mournful care, 
 
 And draw out all our fouls in prayer. 
 
 g We wreflle for the ruined race, 
 
 By fin eternally undone, 
 
 Unlefs thou magnify thy grace, 
 
 And make thy richeli mercy known; 
 
 And make thy vanquifhed rebels find 
 Pardon in Chfifl for all mankind. 
 
 4 Father of cverlafling love, 
 
 To every foul thy Son reveal, 
 
 Our guilt and fuffering to remove, 
 
 Our deep’, original wound to heal; 
 
 And bid the fallen race arife, 
 
 And turn our earth to paradife. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXX. 
 
 1, /""XUR earth we now lament to fee 
 
 With floods of wickednefs o'erflowed, 
 With violence, wrong, and cruelty, 
 
 One wide-extended field of blood, 
 
 Where men like fiends each other tear, 
 
 In all the hellifh rage of war. 
 
 a As lifted on Abaddon’s fide, 
 
 They mangle their own flefh and flay; 
 Tophet is moved, and opens wide 
 Its mouth, f(K its enormous prey; 
 
 And myriads fink beneath the grave, 
 
 And plunge into the flaming wave. 
 
 g O might the univerfal friend 
 
 ,This havock of his creatures fee! 
 
 Bid our unnatural difeord end; 
 
 Declare us reconciled in thee! 
 
 Write 
 
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 'Write klndnefs on pur inward parts. 
 And chafe the murderer from our heartSi 
 
 4 Who nov\' againfl each other rife, 
 
 The nations of the earth conftrain 
 To follow after peace, and prize 
 
 The bleffings of thy righteous reign; 
 The joys of unity to prove, 
 
 The paradife ofperfeft love! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXXI. 
 
 For the Mahometans, 
 
 4 . 
 
 S UN of unclouded righteoufnefs. 
 
 With healing in thy wings anfe, 
 A fad, benighted world to blefs. 
 
 Which now in firi and error lies. 
 Wrapt in Egyptian night profound. 
 With chains of helUfh darknefs bound. 
 
 2 The fmokc of the infernal cave, 
 
 Which half the chriftian world o’erfpread, 
 Difperfe, thou heavenly light, and fave 
 The fouls by that impoftor led, 
 
 That Arab-ihief, as Satan bold. 
 
 Who quite deftroyed thy Afian fold. 
 
 3 O might the blood of fprinkling cry, 
 
 For ihofc who fpurn the fprinklcd blood! 
 AlTert thy gloripus Deity! 
 
 Stretch out thy arm, thou triune God, 
 The Unitarian fiend expel. 
 
 And chafe his doctrine back to hell! 
 
 4 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Gholt, 
 
 Thou Three in One, and One in Three, 
 Refume thy own for ages loft. 
 
 Finifh the .dire apofiafy; 
 
 Thine univetfal claim maintain. 
 
 And Lord of the creation reign! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXXXIU 
 
 For the Heathens. 
 
 1 T ORD over all, if thou haft made, 
 
 1 j Haft ranfomcd every foul of man, 
 Why is the grace fo long delayed? 
 
 Why unfulfilled the faving plan? 
 
 The blils for Adam’s race defigned. 
 
 When will it reach to all mankind? 
 
 2 Art thou the God of Jews alone. 
 
 And not the God of Gentiles too 
 To Gentiles make thy goodnefs known: 
 
 Thy judgments to the nations fliow : 
 Awake them by the gofpel-call: 
 
 Light of the world, illumine all! 
 
 3 The fervile progeny of Ham 
 
 Seize as the purchafe of thy blood: 
 
 Let all the heathens know thy namCj; 
 
 From idols to the living God 
 The dark Americans convert. 
 
 And fhine in every Pagan-heart! 
 
 4 As lightning launched from Eaft to Weft, 
 
 The coming of thy kingdom be; 
 
 ■To thee, by angel-hofts confeft, , 
 
 Bow every foul and every knee; 
 
 Thy glory let all flefh behold! 
 
 And then fill up tfiy heavenly fold, 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXXIU. 
 
 1 Come, thou radiant Morning-Star, 
 
 Again in human darkpefs fhine! 
 Arife refplendent from afar! 
 
 AlTert thy royalty divine; 
 
 Thy fway o’er all the earth mainlain. 
 
 And now begin thy glorious reign. 
 
 2 Thy 
 
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 2 Thy kingdom, Lord, we long to feei 
 
 Thy fceptre o’er the nations lhake ; 
 To’ ere£l that final monarchy, 
 
 Edom for thy pofTefTion take : 
 
 Take, (for thou didft their ranfom fihd,) 
 The purchafed fouls of all-mankind, 
 
 3 Now let thy chofen bpes appear, 
 
 And valiantly the truth maintain : 
 Diforead thy gracious kingdom'here ; 
 
 Fly on the rebel fons of inen: 
 
 Seize them with faith divinely bold. 
 And force the world into thy fold ! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXXIV. 
 
 1 TESU, the word of mercy give, 
 
 I And let it fwiftly run; 
 
 And let the priefts themfclves believe, 
 And put falvatjon on. 
 
 Clothed with the fpirit of holinefs, 
 
 May all thy people prove 
 The plenitude of gofpel-grace, 
 
 The joy of perfcft loVe» 
 
 3 Jefus, let all thy lovers fhine, 
 
 Illuftrious as the fun ; 
 
 And bright with borrowed rays divine, 
 Their glorious circuit run, 
 
 4 Beyond the reach of mortals fpread 
 
 Their light where’er they go ; 
 
 And heavenly influences fhed 
 On all the world below. 
 
 As giants may they run their race, 
 Exulting in their might; 
 
 As ’ourning luminaries chafe 
 The gloom of hellifb night. 
 
 6 As 
 
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 6 As the great Sun of Riglitcoufnefs, 
 Their healing wings dilplay ; 
 And let their luftre flill increale 
 Unto the perfeft day. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXXV. 
 
 1 A /TESSI AH, Prince of Peace, 
 
 IVA Where men each other tear, 
 Where war is learned, they muft confcfs, 
 
 Thy kingdom is not there ; 
 
 Who prompted by thy foe. 
 
 Delight in human blood, 
 
 Apollyon is their king we know, 
 
 And Satan is their god. 
 
 2 But fhall he Bill devour 
 
 The louls redeemed by thee ? 
 
 Jefus, ftir up thy glorious, power, 
 
 And end the apoftafy! 
 
 Come, Saviour, from^above, 
 
 O'er all our hearts to reign; 
 
 And plant the kingdom of thy love, 
 
 In every heart of man. 
 
 3 Then fhall we exercife 
 
 The hellifh art no more, 
 
 While thou our long-lo(t paradife 
 Dofl with thyfelf reflore. 
 
 Figlitmgs and wars fhall ceafe, 
 
 And, in thy fpirit given, 
 
 Pure joy and everlalling peace ^ 
 
 Shall turn our earth to heaven. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXXXVL 
 
 t "pRINCE of univerfal peace, 
 
 Jr Deftroy the enmity; 
 
 Bid our jars and difcords ceafe; 
 
 Unite us all to thee! 
 
 Cruel as wild heads we are, 
 
 Till vanquifhcd by thy mercy’s power, 
 
 Men ]ike wolves, each other tear, 
 
 And tlaeifown fle!h devour, 
 
 a But if thou pronounce the word 
 That forms our fouls again, 
 
 Love and harmony redored 
 
 Throughout our earth fhall reign: 
 
 When thy wonderous love they feel. 
 
 The human favages are tame : 
 
 Ravenous wolves and leopards dw'ell 
 And Ptable with the lamb. 
 
 3 O that now, with pardon Weft, 
 
 We each might each embrace! 
 
 Quietly together red. 
 
 And feed upon thy grace! 
 
 Like my fmlefs parents live! 
 
 Great Shepherd, make thy goodnefs known: 
 
 All into thy fold receive. 
 
 And keep us ever one. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXXVII. ' 
 
 s y T APPY day of union fweet! 
 
 JLl O when fhall it appear! 
 
 When fhall all thy people meet 
 In amity fincere! 
 
 Tear each other’s flefli no more, 
 
 But kindly think and fpeak the fame; 
 
 All exprefs the meekening power 
 And fpirit of the Lamb! 
 
 2 Vidt 
 
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 Z Vifit US, bright Morning-Star, 
 
 And bring the perfeft day! 
 
 Urged by faith’s inceffant prayer. 
 
 No longer, Lord, delay: 
 
 Now dellroy the envious root! 
 
 The ground of nature’s feuds remove* 
 Fill the earth with golden fruit, 
 
 With ripe, millennial love. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXXVIII. 
 
 For the jfeujs, 
 
 t A /fESSIAH, full ofgrace, 
 i.VJL Redemed by thee we plead 
 The promife made to Abraham’s race^ 
 
 To fouls for ages dead. 
 
 2 Their bones as quite dried up. 
 
 Throughout the vale appear; 
 
 Cut off and loll their laft faint hope 
 To fee thy kingdom here. 
 
 3 Open their^raves, and bfing 
 
 The out-cafts forth to own, 
 
 Thou art their Lord, their God and King, 
 Their true Anointed One. 
 
 .j To fave the race forlorn, 
 
 Thy glorious arm dilplay;* 
 
 And fhew the world a nation born, 
 
 A nation in a day! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXXXIX. 
 
 ] T^ATHER of faithful Abraham, hear 
 
 Our earneft fuit for Abraham’s feed! 
 Juftly they claim the fofteft prayer^ 
 
 From us, adopted in their Head; 
 
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 Who 
 
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 Who mercy through their fall obtain, 
 
 And Chrift by their rejeftion gain. 
 
 2 Out-cafts from thee, and fcattered wide. 
 Through every nation under heaven, 
 Blafpheming whom they crucified, 
 
 Unfaved, urmitied, umfofgiven; 
 
 Branded like Cain, they bear their load, 
 Abhorred of men, and curfed of God, 
 
 g But hall thou finally forfook ? 
 
 For ever call thy own away? 
 
 Wilt thou not bid the murderers look 
 
 On him they pierced, and weep, and pray? 
 Yes, gracious Lord, thy word is pad: 
 
 All Ifrael Ihali-be laved at lall. 
 
 4 Come then, thou great Deliverer come! 
 
 The veil from Jacob’s heart remove! 
 Receive thy ancient people home: , 
 
 That,' quickened by thy dying love, 
 
 The world may their reception find, 
 
 Gife from he dead for all mankind. 
 
 hymn ccccxl. 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY God of love, 
 jt\. Set up the attrafting fign, 
 
 And fummon whom thou dolt approve 
 For mefiengers divine: 
 
 From favoured Abraham’s feed 
 The new Apoftles chufe, 
 
 In Ifles and continents to fpread 
 The dead-reviving news. 
 
 2 Then, fnached out of the flame, 
 
 Through ev^ry nation fend, 
 
 The true Meffiah to proclaim, 
 
 Thj ujiiverf^l Friend; 
 
 That 
 
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 TTiat all, the God unknown, 
 
 May learn of Jews to’ adore^ 
 
 And fee thy glory in thy Son, 
 
 Till time lhall be no more. 
 
 3 O that the chofen band 
 
 Might now their brethren bring! 
 
 And, gathered out of every land, 
 
 Prefent to Sion’s king! 
 
 Of all the ancient race 
 Not one be left behind, 
 
 But each, impelled by fecret grace, 
 
 His way to Canaijn find, 
 
 4 We know it mud Jje done, 
 
 For God.hath fpoke the word; 
 
 All Ifrael ffiall the Saviour own, 
 
 To their firfl date reftorcd : 
 
 Rebuilt by his command, 
 
 Jerufalem fhall rife: 
 
 Her temple on Moriah Hand 
 Again, and touch the Ikies. 
 
 5 Send then thy fervants forth, 
 
 To call the Hebrews home: 
 
 From Eaft, and Weft, and South, and North, 
 Let all the wanderers come: 
 
 Where’er in lands unknown 
 The fugitives remain. 
 
 Bid every creature help them on. 
 
 Thy holy mount to gatn; 
 
 6 An offering to their Lord, 
 
 There let them all be feen. 
 
 Sprinkled with water and with blood, 
 
 In foul and body clean: 
 
 With Ifrael’s myiiads fealed, 
 
 Let all the nations meet. 
 
 And fhew the myftery fulfilled. 
 
 Thy family compleaL 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXLI. 
 
 For England, 
 
 4 Q INNERS, the call obey, 
 
 The lateft call of grace; 
 
 Tiie day is come, the vengeful day 
 Of a devoted race: 
 
 Devils and men combine 
 To plague the faithlefs feed, 
 
 And vials full of wrath divine 
 Are burfling on your head. 
 
 a Enter into the Rock, 
 
 Ye trembling flaves of fin, 
 
 The Rock of your falvation ftruck, 
 And cleft to take you in; 
 
 To fhelter the diftreft 
 
 He did the crols endure; 
 
 Enter into the clefts, and reft 
 In Jesu’s wounds fecure. 
 
 3 Jefus, to thee we fly, 
 
 From the devouring fword: 
 
 Our city of defence is nigh; 
 
 Our help is in the Lord. 
 
 Or if the fcourge o’erflow, 
 
 And laugh at innocence. 
 
 Thine evenafling arms we know 
 Shall be our foul’s defence. 
 
 4 We in thy word believe. 
 
 And on thy promife flay ; 
 
 Our life, which flill to thee we give, 
 Shall be to us a prey ; 
 
 Our life with thee we hide, 
 
 Above the furious blafl. 
 
 And flieltered in thy wounds abide, 
 Till all the ftorms are pafl. 
 
 5 Believing 
 
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 5 Believing againft fiope> 
 
 We hang upon thy grace, 
 
 Through every lowering cloud look up, 
 
 And wait for happy days; 
 
 The days, when all Ihall know, 
 
 Their fins in Chrift forgiven, 
 
 And-walk awhile with God below, 
 
 And then fly up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXLII. 
 
 I OD of unfpotted purity! 
 
 V,T Us and our works can ft thou behold? 
 Juftly we are abhorred by thee. 
 
 For we are neither hot nor cold. 
 
 B We call thee Lord, thy faith profefs, 
 
 But do not from our hearts obey; 
 
 In foft Laodicean cafe 
 
 We fleep our ufelefs lives away. 
 
 3 We live in pl’eafure, and are dead; 
 
 In fearch of fame and wealth we live: 
 Commanded in thy fteps to tread, 
 
 We feek fometimes, but never ftrive. 
 
 4 A lifelefs form we ftill retain. 
 
 Of this we make our empty boaft. 
 
 Nor know the name we take in vain; 
 
 The power of godlinefs is loft. 
 
 5 How long, great God, have we appeared 
 
 Abominable in thy fight! 
 
 Better that we had never heard 
 
 Thy word, or feen the gofpel-light. 
 
 6 Better that we had never known 
 
 The way to heaven, through faving grace, 
 Than bafely'in our lives difown. 
 
 And flight, and mock thee tO thy face. 
 
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 7 Thou rather wouldeftthat we were cold, 
 
 Than feem to ferve thee without zeal; 
 Lefs guilty, if with thofe of old 
 
 We worfliipped Thor and Woden ftill. 
 
 S Lefs grievous will the judgment-day 
 To Sodom and Gomorrah prove, 
 
 Than us, who call our faith away, 
 
 And trample on thy richer love. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXLIII. 
 
 1 Let us Our own works forfake, 
 
 Ourfelves and all we have deny, 
 Thy tondefeending counfel take. 
 
 And.come to thee, pure gold to buy.* 
 
 8 O might we through thy grace attain 
 
 The faith thou never wilt reprove ! 
 The faith that purges every ftaih, 
 
 The faith that always works by love* 
 
 3 O might we fee in this our day 
 
 The things belonging to our peaces 
 And timely meet thee in thy way 
 Of judgments, and our fins confefs! 
 
 4, Thy fatherly chaftifements own, 
 
 W’ith filial awe revere thy rod, 
 
 And turn with zealous haftc, and rury 
 Into the outftretched arms of God. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXLIV, 
 
 Part the Ftrfi. 
 
 I -TpATHER, if juftly ftil! we claim 
 J? To us and ours the promilc made. 
 To us be gracioufly the fame, 
 
 And crown with living fire our head. 
 
 8 Our claim admit, and from above 
 Gfhoiinefs the fpirit fhower; 
 
 Of wife difeernment, humble love, 
 
 And zeal, and unity, and power. 
 
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 3 The fpirit of convincing fpeech. 
 
 Of power demonflrative impart: 
 
 Such as may every confcience reach. 
 
 And found the unbelieving heart; 
 
 4 The fpirit of refining fire, 
 
 Searching the inmoft of the mind, 
 
 To purge all fierce and foul defire, 
 
 And kindle life more pure and kind: 
 
 5 The fpirit of faith, in this thy day, 
 
 To break the power of cancelled fin, 
 
 Tread down its llrcngth, o’erturn its fway, 
 
 And Hill the conquell more than win. 
 
 6 The fpirit breathe of inward life, 
 
 Which in our hearts thy laws may write: 
 Then grief expiies, and pain, and flrife; 
 
 ''Tis nature all, and all delight. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXLV. 
 
 Part the Second. 
 
 » all the earth thy fpirit fhower, 
 
 I'he earth in righieoufirefs renew ; 
 
 Thy kingdom come, and hell’s o’erpower, 
 
 And to thy feeptre all fubdue. 
 
 1 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce, 
 
 Let It oppofersall o’er-run; 
 
 And every law of fin reverfe. 
 
 That faith and love may make all one, 
 
 3 Yea, let thy fpint in every place 
 Its riciier energy declare; 
 
 While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, 
 
 The kingdom of thy Chrift prepare, 
 
 ^ Grant this, O holy God, and true; 
 
 The ancient feers thou didfl infpire! 
 
 To us perform the promife due, 
 
 Defcend,and crown us now with fire! 
 
 HYMW 
 
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 HYMN CCCCXLVr. 
 
 1 A UTHOR of faith, wc feek thy face 
 JTx. For all who feel thy work begun: 
 Confirm, and flrengthen them in grace, 
 
 And bring thy feeblell chij.drcn on. 
 
 a Thou feed their wants, thouknowedtheir names: 
 Be mindful of thy yourrgefl care: 
 
 Be tender of thy new-born lambs, 
 
 And gently in thy bofom bear, 
 
 3 The lion .roaring for his prey, 
 
 With ravening wolves on every fide. 
 
 Watch over them to tear, and fiay. 
 
 If found one moment from their guide. 
 
 4 Satan his thoufand arts affays. 
 
 His agents all their powers employ. 
 
 To blaft the blooming work of grace. 
 
 The heavenly offspring to deltroy. 
 
 3 Baffle the crooked Serpent’s (kill, 
 
 And turn his ffiarpeft dart afide; 
 
 Hide from their eyes the deviliffi ill, 
 
 O fave them from the demon. Pride I 
 
 6 In fafety lead thy little flock. 
 
 From hell, the world, and fin fecure; 
 
 Atid fet their feet upon the rock. 
 
 And make in thee their going fure. 
 
 hymn ccccxlvii. 
 
 For the Fallen. 
 
 1 QHEPHERD of Ifrael, hear 
 O Our fupplicating cry. 
 
 And gather in the fouls fincere, 
 
 That from their brethren fly. 
 
 2 Scatter^ 
 
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 2 Scattet^cd through devious ways, 
 
 Colleft thy feeble flock, 
 
 And join by thine atoning grace, 
 
 And hide them in the rock. 
 
 3 O wouldefl thou end the florm, 
 
 That keeps us fl.ill apart i 
 The thing impolTible perform, 
 
 And make us of one heart; 
 
 One fpirit, and one mind, 
 
 The fame that was in thee: 
 
 O might we all again be joined 
 In perfeft harmony! 
 
 5 jefu, at thy command 
 
 We know it fhall be done: 
 
 Take the two fticks into thy hand, 
 
 The two fhall then be one. 
 
 6 One body, and one fold, 
 
 We then fhall fwectly prove, 
 
 And live in thee, like them of old. 
 
 The life of fpotlefs love. 
 
 H Y M IS CCCCLXVIII. 
 
 1 OD of all power'^Yid grace, 
 vJJT Set up thy bloody fign. 
 
 And gather thofe that feck thy face. 
 
 And by thy fpirit join. 
 
 2 Thy few remaining fheep. 
 
 In Britain’s pafture bred. 
 
 United to each other keep, 
 
 United to their head. 
 
 3 The foul-transforming word 
 
 In us, even us fulfil: 
 
 Join to thyfelf, our common Lord, 
 
 And ?.l! thy fervanto fcal. 
 
 4 Confer 
 
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 4 Confer the grace unknown, 
 
 The myflic charity; 
 
 As thou art witli thy Father one. 
 
 Unite us all in thee, 
 
 5 So (hall the world believe 
 
 Our record, Lord, and thVne, 
 
 And all with thankful hearts receive 
 The MefTenger divine. 
 
 6 Sent from his throne above, 
 
 To Adam’s offspring given, 
 
 To join and perfeft us in love, 
 
 And take us up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXLIX. 
 
 s Q AVIOUR, to thee we humbly cr)’, 
 
 O The brethren we have loft reftore, 
 
 R.ecal them by thy pitying eye. 
 
 Retrieve them from the Tempter’s power. 
 
 By thy viflorious blood caft down, 
 
 Nor fuffer him to take their crown, 
 
 2 Beguiled, alas, by Satan’s art. 
 
 We fee them now far off removed, 
 
 The burden of our bleeding heart, 
 
 The fouls whom once in thee we loved: 
 Whom ftill we love with grief and pain, 
 
 Anti weep for their return in vain. 
 
 3 In.vain, ti]! thou the power beftow. 
 
 The double power of quickening grace 1 
 And make the happy finners know 
 Their Tempter, with his angel-face; 
 
 "Who leads them captive at his w'll}, 
 
 Captive—but happy finners ftill! 
 
 4.0 wouldeft thou break the fatal fnare, 
 
 Of carnal felf-fecurity; 
 
 And let them feel the wrath they bear, 
 
 And let them groan their want of theet . 
 
 Robbed 
 
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 Robbed of tbeif falfc, pernicious peace," 
 Stripped of their fancied righteoufnefs. 
 
 5 The men of carelefs lives, who deemed 
 
 Thy righteoufnefs accounted theirs, 
 
 Awake out of the foothing dream : 
 
 Alarm their fouls with humble fears: 
 
 Thou jealous God, ftir up thy power, 
 
 And let them fleep in fin no more, 
 
 6 Long as the guilt of fin fhall lafl, 
 
 Them in its mifery detain, 
 
 Hold their licentious fpirits faft. 
 
 Bind them with their own nature’s chain: 
 Nor ever let the wanderers reft, 
 
 Till lodged again in Jcfu’s breaft. 
 
 HYMN CCCCL. 
 
 1 Let the prifoners’ mournful cries 
 
 As incenfe in thy fight appear! 
 
 Their humble wailings pierce the Ikies, 
 
 If haply they may feel thee near. 
 
 2 The captive exiles make their moans. 
 
 From fin impatient to be free : 
 
 Call home, call home, thy banilhed ones! 
 Lead captive their captivity ! 
 
 3 Shew them the blood that bought their peace. 
 
 The anchor of their ftedfaft hop&j 
 And bid their guilty teirors ceafe, 
 
 And bring the rdnfomcd prifoners up. 
 
 4 Out of the deep regard their cries, 
 
 The fallen raife, the mourners cheer ; 
 
 O Sun of Righteoufnefs, arife. 
 
 And fcatter all their doubt and fear! 
 
 3 Pity the day of feeble things: 
 
 O gather every halting foul! 
 
 And drop falvation from thy wings, 
 
 And make the contrite fmner whole. 
 
 6 Stand 
 
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 6 Stand by them In the fiery hour, 
 
 Their feeblenets of mind defend: 
 
 And in their weak nets fiiew thy power, 
 
 And make them patient to the end, 
 
 7 O fatisfy their foul in drought! 
 
 Give them thy faving health to fee, 
 
 And let thy mercy find them out; ■ 
 
 And let thy mercy reach to me. 
 
 8 Haft thou the work" of grace begun ? 
 
 And brought them to the birth in vain ! 
 
 O let thy children fee the fun! 
 
 Let all their fouls be born again. 
 
 g Relieve the fouls whofe crofs we bear, 
 
 . For whom tby fuffenng members mourn ; 
 Anfwer our faith’s effeflual prayer ; 
 
 Bid every ftruggling child be born ! 
 
 HYMN CCCCLI. 
 
 8 T AMB of God, who beareftaway 
 All the fins of all mankind ; 
 
 Bow a nation to thy fway ; 
 
 While we, may acceptance find, 
 
 Let us thankfully embrace. 
 
 The laft offers of thy grace. 
 
 .2 Thou thy meffengers haft fent 
 Joyful tidings to proclaim, 
 
 Willing we ftiould all repent, 
 
 Know fabfalion in thy name, 
 
 Feel cur fins by grace forgiven, 
 
 Find in thee the way to heaven, 
 
 2 Jefu, roll away the ftone ; 
 
 Good Phyfician, ffiew thy art! 
 
 Make thy healing virtue known j 
 Break the nnbelievingheart; 
 
 By 
 
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 By thy bloody crofs fubdue! 
 
 Tell t'lem, “ i have died for you.” 
 
 <j Let thy dying love conRrain 
 
 Thofe v.^ho difregard thy frown! 
 
 Sink the mountain to a plain: 
 
 Bring the pride of finners down: 
 
 Soften the obdurate crowd: 
 
 Melt the rebels with thy blood! 
 
 HYMN CCCCLII. 
 
 1 TESU, from thy heavenly place, 
 
 I Thy dwelling in the fky, 
 
 mil our Church with righteoufnefs, 
 
 Our want of faith fupply: 
 
 Faith our ftrong protefiion be, 
 
 And godlinefs with all its power, 
 
 Stablilh our poRcrity, 
 
 Till time fhall be no more. 
 
 2 Let the fpint of grace o’erflow 
 
 Our re-converted land : 
 
 Let the leaft and greateR know, 
 
 And bow to tliy command; 
 
 "Wifdom, pure, religious fear, 
 
 Our King’s peculiar treafure prove, 
 
 BleR with piety fincere, 
 
 Infpired with humble love, 
 
 HYMN CCCCLIII. 
 
 For the King, 
 
 t O OVEREICN of all, whofe will ordains 
 O The powers on earth that be; r 
 By whom our rightful Monarch reigns. 
 
 Subjeft to none but thee; 
 
 2 Stir up thy power, appear, appear! 
 
 And for thy fervant fight; 
 
 Support thy great Vicegerent here, 
 
 And vindicate his right, 
 
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 3 Lo ! in the arms of faith and prayer 
 
 We bear him .o thy throne: 
 Receive thy own peculiar care, 
 
 The Lord’s anointed one. 
 
 4 With favour look upon his face; 
 
 Thy love’s pavilion fpread; 
 
 And watchful troops of angels place 
 Around his facred hea.c^, 
 
 5 Guard him from all who dare oppofe 
 
 Thy delegate and thee; 
 
 From open and from fecret foes. 
 From force and perfidy! 
 
 6 Confound whoe’er his ruin feek, 
 
 Or into friends convert: 
 
 Give him his adverfaries’ neck: 
 
 Give him his people’s heart, 
 
 7 Let us for confcience-fake revere 
 
 The man of thy right-hand; 
 
 ' Honour and love thine image here, 
 And blefs his mild command. 
 
 8 Thou only didfl; the blelTing give; 
 
 The glory, Lord, be thine ! 
 
 Let all with thankful joy receive 
 The benefit divine. 
 
 5 To thofe, who thee in him obey, 
 
 The fpirit of grace impart' 
 
 His dear, his facred burden lay 
 On every loyal heart I 
 
 so Still let us prays ^rid never ceafe, 
 
 “ Defend him. Lord, defend! 
 ’Stablilh his throne in glorious peace, 
 And fave him to the endl” 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCLIV. 
 
 j A Nation God delights to bicfs, 
 
 Can all our raging foes diflrefs ? 
 
 Or hurt whom they furround? 
 
 Hid from the general feourge we arc, 
 
 Nor fee the bloody wafte of war, 
 
 Nor hear the trumpet’s found. 
 
 2 O might we. Lord, the grace improve! 
 
 By labouring for the relt of love. 
 
 The foul-compofing power! 
 
 Blefs us with that internal peace, 
 
 And all the fruits of rightcoufnefs. 
 
 Till time fhall be no more. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLV. 
 
 For Par tuts. 
 
 1 HEATHER of all, by v/hom we are, 
 
 For whom was made whatever is;. 
 Who haft intrufted to our care 
 A candidate for glorious blifs: 
 
 2 Poor worms of earth, for help we cry. 
 
 For grace to guide, what grace hath given; 
 We alk for wifdom from on high. 
 
 To train our infant up for heaven. 
 
 3 We tremble at the danger near, 
 
 And crowds of wretched parents fee, 
 
 Who, blindly fond, their children rear 
 In tempers, far as hell from thee. 
 
 ^ Themfelves the flaves of fenfe and pralfe, 
 The babes who pamper and admire, 
 
 And make the helpiefs infants pafs 
 
 To murderer*Moloch, througn the fiief 
 
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 5 O let not us the demon pleafe! 
 
 Our ofFsprlng to dedruftion doom! 
 Strengthen a fiti-fick foul’s dileafe, 
 
 Or damn him from his mother’s womb ! 
 
 6 Rather this hour reflime his breath, 
 
 From felftlhnels and pride to fave: 
 
 By death, prevent the fecond death, 
 
 And hide him in the filent grave! 
 
 7 Of if thou grant a longer dafe^ 
 
 With relolute wifdom us endue, 
 
 To point him out his lod ellate, 
 
 His dire apoilafy to Ihew; 
 
 8 To time our every fmile or frown, 
 
 To mark the bounds of good and ill; 
 And beat the pride of nature down. 
 
 And bend or break his rifing will, 
 
 g Him let us tend feverely kind. 
 
 As guardians of his giddy youth ; 
 
 As let to form his tender mind. 
 
 By principles of virtuous truth: 
 
 10 To fit his foul for heavenly grace; 
 
 Difcharge the Chriftian-parents’ part; 
 And keep him, till thy love takes place, 
 And Jefus rifes in his^ heart. 
 
 HYMN GCCCLVI. 
 
 j OD only wife, almighty, good, 
 
 Send forth thy truth and light. 
 
 To point us out .the narrow road, 
 
 And guide our fleps aright: 
 
 2 To fleer our dangerous courfe between 
 The rocks on either hand ; 
 
 And fix us in the golden mean, 
 
 .And bring our charge to land. 
 
 3 Made 
 
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 3 Made apt, by thy tufficient grace, 
 
 To teach as taught by thee, 
 
 We come to tram in all thy ways 
 Our rifing progeny. 
 
 4 Their felfifh will in time fubduc, 
 
 And mortify their pride ; 
 
 And lend their youth a facred clew 
 To find the crucified, 
 
 5 We would in every ftep look up, 
 
 By thy example taught, 
 
 To’ alarm their fear, excite their hope, 
 And reflify their thought. 
 
 6 Wc would perfuade their heart to’ obey, 
 
 With mildeft zeal proceed; 
 
 And never take the harfher way, 
 
 When love will do the deed. 
 
 7 For this we afie, in faith finccre, 
 
 The wifdom from above; 
 
 To touch their hearts with filial fear. 
 And pure, ingenuous love: 
 
 8 To watch their will to fenfe inclined, 
 
 With-hold the hurtful food; 
 
 And gently bend their tender mind, 
 
 And drav/ their fouls to God. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLVII. 
 
 1 TTATHER of lights, thy needful aid 
 
 To us that afie impart; 
 
 Miftruftful of ourfelves, afra'id 
 Of our own treacherous heart. 
 
 2 O’crwhelmed with jufleft fear, again 
 
 To thee for help we call: 
 
 Where many mightier have been Oain, 
 By thee unfaved, we fall, 
 
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 3 Unlefe 
 
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 3 Unlefs reftrained by grace We are. 
 
 In vain the fnarc we fee; 
 
 We fee, ^n'd rufh into the fnare 
 Of Blind idolatry, 
 
 4 We plunge ourfelves In endlefs woes, 
 
 Our helplefs infant fell: 
 
 Refifh the light, and fide-with thofe 
 Who fend their babes to hell. 
 
 5 Ah, what avails fuperior light! 
 
 Without fuperior love? 
 
 We fee the trutli, we judge aright, 
 
 And wifdo'm’s ways approve. 
 
 6 We mark the idolizing throng ; 
 
 Their cruel fondnefs blame; 
 
 Their children’s fouls w-e know they wrong, 
 And we fhall do the fame, 
 
 7 Jn fpite of our vefolves, we fear 
 
 Our own infirmity ; 
 
 And tremble at the trial near, 
 
 And cry, O God, to thee I 
 
 8 We foon firall do what we condemn, 
 
 And, down the torrent borne, 
 
 With fliame confefs our nature’s dream 
 Too ftrong for us to turn. 
 
 9 Our only help in danger’s hour, 
 
 Our only ftrength thou art; 
 
 Above the world and Satan’s pov/er. 
 
 And greater than our heart. 
 
 JO Us from ourfelves thou canfl fecure, 
 
 Jn nature’s flipperyways ; 
 
 And make our feeble foolfleps fure. 
 
 By thy fufficient grace, 
 
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 n If on thy pronjifed grace alone 
 We faithfully depend, 
 
 Thou furely wilt preferve-thy ov/n, 
 And keep them to the end; 
 
 12 Wilt make us tenderly difcreet, 
 
 To guard what thou haft givcti,, 
 And bring our child, with us to theet 
 At thy right-hand in heaven» 
 
 HYMN CCCCLVIII. 
 
 For Mafiers, 
 
 1 TV /T ASTER fupreme, I look to thee 
 iVX For grace and wifdom fiom above! 
 Veiled with thy authority, 
 
 Endue me with thy patient love, 
 
 2 That, taught according to thy will 
 
 To rule my family aright, 
 
 I may the appointed charge fulfil, 
 
 With all my heart and all my might. 
 
 3 Infeiiors, as a facred tiuft, 
 
 I from the fovereign Lord receive, 
 
 That what is fuitable and juft, 
 
 Impartial I to all may give: 
 
 4 O’erlook them yvith a guardian eye: 
 
 From vice and wickednefs reftrain: 
 Miftakes and lefTer faults pafs by. 
 
 And govern with a looler rein, 
 
 5 The fervant faithfully difcreet, 
 
 Gentle to him, and good, and mild, 
 
 H im I would tenderly intreat, 
 
 And fcarcc dillinguilh from a child. 
 
 6 Yet 
 
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 6 Yet let me not my place forfahe, 
 
 The occafion of his flumbling prove; 
 The fervant to my bofom lake, 
 
 Or mar him by familiar love, 
 
 7 Order if fome invert, confound, 
 
 Their Lord’s authority betray, 
 
 I hearken to the gofpel-found, 
 
 And trace the providential way. 
 
 8 As far from abjeffnefs as pride. 
 
 With condefeending dignity, 
 
 Jefus, 1 make thy word my guide, 
 
 And keep the pofl affigned by thee. 
 
 9 O could 1 emulate the zeal 
 
 Thou doft. to thy poor fervants bear! 
 The troubles, griefs, and burdens feel 
 Of fouls intrufted to my care ; 
 
 to 1 n daily prayer to God commend 
 
 The fouls whom God expired fo fave ; 
 And think how foon my Iway may end, 
 And all be equal in the grave! 
 
 HYMN CCCCLIX. 
 
 1 7 TOW {hall I walk my God to pleafe, 
 XA And fpread content and happinefs, 
 O’er all beneath my care ? 
 
 A pattern to my houOiold give. 
 
 And as a guardian-angel hve, 
 
 As Jefu’s melfenger ? 
 
 a The oppofite extremes I fee ? 
 
 Rciirillnefs and feverity, 
 
 And know not how to fhun 
 ■The precipice on either hand, 
 
 While in the narrow path I ftand, 
 
 And dread to venture on. 
 
 3 Shall 
 
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 3 Shall I, through indolence fupine, 
 Negleft, betray, iny charge divme, 
 
 My delegated power? 
 
 The fouls 1 from my Lord receive. 
 
 Of whom I an account mufl give, 
 
 At that tremendous hourl 
 
 4 Lord over all, and God mod; high! 
 Jefu, to thee for help I fly; 
 
 For confhant power and grace; 
 
 That, taught by thy good fpirit and led, 
 I may with confidence proceed, 
 
 And all thy footfteps trace. 
 
 ^ O teach me my firfl leffon now! 
 
 And, while tothyfweet yoke 1 bow’, 
 Thy eafy fervice prove, 
 
 Lowly and meek in heart, I fee 
 Theart of governing like thee, 
 
 Is governing by love. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLX. 
 
 1 T And my houfe will ferve the Lord: 
 A But firfl obedient to his word _ 
 
 1 mufl myfelf appear ■ 
 
 Rv aflions, words, and tempers (how, 
 That I my heavenly Mafler know, 
 And ferve with heart imeere. 
 
 2 1 mufl the fair example fet; 
 
 From thofe that on my pleafure wait 
 The flumbling-block remove; 
 
 Their duty by my life explain. 
 
 And flill in all rny woiks maintain 
 The dignity of love. 
 
 3 Eafy 
 
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 3 Eafy lobe entreated,mild, 
 
 Quickly appeared and reconciled, 
 
 A follower of my God: 
 
 A faint indeed I long to be, 
 
 And lead my faithful family 
 In the celeflial road. 
 
 4 Lord, if thou didft the wifb infufe, 
 
 A velTel fitted for thy ufe 
 
 Into thy hands receive; 
 
 Work in me both to will and do; 
 
 And fhew tlrem hotv Believers true 
 And real Chriftians live. 
 
 g With all-fufficlent grace fupply, 
 
 Andlo! I come to teftify 
 The wonders of thy name; 
 
 Which faves from fin, the world, and hell; 
 Whofe virtue every heart may feel, 
 
 And every tongue proclaim. 
 
 6 A finner faved myfelf from fin, 
 
 1 come my relatives to win, 
 
 To preach their fihs forgiven; 
 
 Children, and wife, and fervanfs feize, 
 
 And through the paths of pleafantnefs, 
 Conduft them all to heaven. 
 
 HYMN eCCCLXI. 
 
 For Children* 
 
 j I^OME, Fathef, Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 
 To whom we for our children cry! 
 
 The good, defired and wanted moft, 
 
 Out of thy richeftgrace fupply! 
 Thefacreddifeipline be given, 
 
 To Uain and bring them up for heaven. 
 
 2 Anfwer 
 
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 2 Anfwcr on them the end of all 
 
 Our cares, and pains, and fludies here; 
 On them, recovered from their fall. 
 Stamped with the humble charafter! 
 Raifed by the nurture of the Lord, 
 
 To all their paradile reftored. 
 
 2 Error and ignorance remove,. 
 
 Then bhndnefs both of heart and mind: 
 Give them the wifdom from above, 
 Spotlefs, and peaceable, arid kind; 
 
 In knowledge pure, their minds renew, 
 And ftpre with thoughts divinely true. 
 
 4 Learning’s redundant part and vain 
 
 Be here cut off, and caftafide; 
 
 But let them, Lord, the fubllance gain, 
 
 In every folid truth abide; 
 
 Swiftly acquire, and n.e’er forego 
 The knowledge fit for man to know, 
 
 5 Unite the pair fo long disjoined. 
 
 Knowledge and vital piety:' 
 
 Learning and holinefs combined. 
 
 And truth and love let all men fee 
 In thofe, whom up to thee we give. 
 Thine, wholly thine, fo die and live. 
 
 6 Father, accept them through thy Son, 
 
 And ever by thy fpirit guide ! 
 
 Thy wifdom in their lives be fhown,- 
 Thy name confeft and glorifiedr, 
 
 Thy power and love diffufed abroad, 
 
 Till all the earth is filled with God. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCLXII. 
 
 1 /CAPTAIN of our falvation, take 
 
 The fouls v/e here prefent to thee. 
 
 And fit for thy great fervice make 
 Thefe heirs of immortality; 
 
 And let them in thine image rife, 
 
 And then tranfplant to paradife. 
 
 2 Unfpotted from the world and pure, 
 
 Preferve them for thy glorious caufe, 
 Accuilomed daily to endure, 
 
 The welcome burden of thy crofs; 
 
 Inured to toil and patient pain, 
 
 Till all thy perfeft mind they gain, 
 
 3 Our Tons henceforth be wholly thine, 
 
 And ferve, and love thee all their days; 
 Infufe the principle divine 
 
 In all who here expeft thy grace: 
 
 Let each improve the grace bellowed; 
 
 Rife every child a man of God! 
 
 4 Train up thy hardy foldiers. Lord, 
 
 In all their Captain’s Heps to tread! 
 
 Or fend them to proclaim the word. 
 
 Thy gofpel through the world to fpread. 
 Freely as they receive to give. 
 
 And preach the death by which we live! 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXIII. 
 
 I 13 UT who fufficient is to lead, 
 
 J 3 And execute the vail defign. 
 
 How can our arduous toil fucceed, 
 
 When earth and hell their forces join, 
 
 The mcaneft inftrumcnis to' o’erthrow. 
 
 Which thou hall ever ufed below? 
 
 2 Mounttjins, 
 
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 2 Mountains, alas! on mountains nfe, 
 
 To make our utmoft efforts vain; 
 
 The work our feeble ftrength defies, 
 
 And all the helps and hopes of man ; 
 
 Our utter impotence we fee ; 
 
 But nothing is too hard for thee ! 
 
 3 The things impolTihle to man, 
 
 Thou canft lor thy own people do: 
 
 Thy ffrength be in our weaknefs (eenj 
 Thy wifdom in our folly ffiow! 
 
 Prevent, accompany, and blefs, 
 
 And crown the whole with full fuccefs, 
 
 4 Unlefs the pow^r of heavenly grace, 
 
 The-wifdom of the Deity, 
 
 Direft and govern all our ways, 
 
 And all our works be wrought in thee; 
 
 Our blaffed works we know {Trail fail, 
 
 And earth and hell at laff prevail. 
 
 5 But, O almighty God of love ^ 
 
 Into thy hands the matter take: 
 
 The mountain-obflacles remove; 
 
 For thy own truth and mercy's fake ! 
 
 Fulfil in ours thy own delign. 
 
 And prove the work entirely thine. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXIV. 
 
 At the Baptifm oj Adults, 
 
 1 /^OME, Father, Son, and Holy GhofT, 
 
 Honour the means ordained by thee! 
 Make good our apoffolic boaff, 
 
 And own thy glorious minilliy. 
 
 2 We now thy promifed prefence claim. 
 
 Sent todilciple all mankind. 
 
 Sent to baptize into thy name. 
 
 We now tiiy promifed prcfcncc find, 
 
 Co 3 Fathers 
 
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 g FatTier, In thefe reveal thy Son : 
 
 In thefe for whom we feek thy face, 
 The hidden myftciy make known, 
 
 The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 
 
 4 Jefus with us thou always art: 
 
 Effeftuate now the facred fign : 
 
 The gift unfpeakable impart. 
 
 And blefs the ordinance divine, 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit, defeend from high, 
 
 Baptizer of our fpirits, thou! 
 
 The facramental feal apply. 
 
 And witnefs with the water now ! 
 
 6 O that the fouls baptized therein 
 
 May now thy truth and mercy feel! 
 May rife, and walh away their nn : 
 Come, Holy Gholl, the pardon feaVl 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXV. 
 
 s ■T'ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 
 A In Iblemn pov/er come down! 
 Prefent with thy heavenly hoft, 
 
 Thine ordinance to crown: 
 
 See a fmful worm of earth ! 
 
 Blefs to him the cleanfing flood! 
 Plunge him, by a fecond birth, 
 
 Into the depths.of God. 
 
 2 Let the promifed, inward grace. 
 Accompany the ftgn: 
 
 On his new-born Ibul imprefs 
 The charafter divine! 
 
 Father, all thy love reveal! 
 
 Jefus, all thy name impart! 
 
 PJoly Ghofb, renew and dwell 
 For ever in his heart! 
 
 PART 
 
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 PART V. 
 
 For the Society 
 
 SECTION I. 
 
 At meeting. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXVI. 
 
 1 A ND are we yet alive? 
 
 jlX And fee each other’s face ? 
 
 Glory and praife to Jefus give, 
 
 For his redeeming grace ! 
 
 Preferved by power divine, 
 
 To full falvation here, 
 
 Again in Jefu’s praife we join, 
 
 And in his fight appear. 
 
 2 What troubles have we feen! 
 
 What conflifts have we pa(t! 
 Fightings without, and fears within, 
 Since we affembled laft ; 
 
 But out of all the Lord 
 
 Hath brought us by his love; 
 
 And Hill he doth his help afford. 
 
 And hide our life above. 
 
 3 Then let us make our boafl 
 
 Of his redeeming power. 
 
 Which faves us to the uttertnoft, 
 
 Till we can fin no more : 
 
 Let us take up the crofs, 
 
 Till we the crown obtain, 
 
 And gladly reckon ail things lofs, 
 
 So we may Jefus gain. 
 
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 HYMN 
 
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 H y M N* CCCCLXVIf. 
 
 • T3EACE be on this houfe beflov/ed, 
 
 A Peace on all that here refide! 
 
 Let the unknowh peace of God 
 ' With the man of peace abide J 
 Let the fpirit now come down: 
 
 Let the bleffing now take place ! 
 
 Son of peace, receive thy crown, 
 
 Fulnefs of the gofpel-grace. 
 
 a Chrift my Mafter and my Lord, 
 
 Let -me thy forerunner be : 
 
 O be mindful of thy v/ord S 
 Vi fit them, and vifit^me ! 
 
 To this houfe and all herein, 
 
 Now let thy falvation come! 
 
 Save our fouls from inbred-fm ; 
 
 Make us thy eternal home ! 
 
 2 Let us never, never reft, 
 
 , Till the prorr.ife is fulfilled|- 
 Till v/e arc of thee poffeft, 
 
 , Pardoned, fanffified, and feaied : 
 
 Till we, all in love renewed, 
 
 . Find the pearl that Adam loft, 
 
 Temples of the living Cod, 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXVIII, 
 
 s LORY be to God above, 
 
 God from whom all bleJEngs flow : 
 
 Make we mention of his love, 
 
 Publifh v;e his praife below; 
 
 Called together by his grace, 
 
 We are met in Jefu’js name ; 
 
 See with joy each other’s face. 
 
 Followers of the bleeding Lamb, 
 
 2 Let 
 
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 2 Let us then fweetcounfel take, 
 
 ‘How to make our calling fuic 
 Our eleflion how to make 
 Pali the reach of hell fecure : 
 Build we each the other up; 
 
 Pray we for our faith’s increafe 
 Solid comfort, fettled hope, 
 
 Conftant joy, and lading peace. 
 
 3 More and more let love abound : 
 
 Let us never, never red, 
 
 Till we are in jefus found, 
 
 Of our paradife poffed : 
 
 He removes the flaming fword, 
 Calls us back from Eden driven: 
 To his image here redor^d, 
 
 Soon he takes us up to heaven; 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXIX. 
 
 j A LLthankstotheLamb,'Whogivesustomeetf 
 jTa. His love we proclaim. His praifes repeat: 
 We own him our jefus, Continually near. 
 
 To pardon, and blefs us. And perfe^ us here, 
 
 a In him we have peace, In him we have power, 
 Prefcrvddbyhisgracc Throughout.the dark hour; 
 In all our temptation, He keeps us to prove 
 His utmod falvation, His fulpefs of love, 
 
 3 Through pride and defire Unhurt we have gone, 
 Thtough water and fire In him we went on, 
 
 The world and the devilThrough him we o’ercame, 
 Our Jefus from evil, For ever the fame. 
 
 4 When wewould have fpurn^dHismercyandgrace, 
 To Egypt returned. And fled from his fare. 
 
 He hindered our flying (His goodnefs to fhowj) 
 And dopt us by crying, “ Will ye alfo go?” 
 
 O o 9 5 O what 
 
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 5 O what lhall I do My Saviour to love ? 
 
 To make us anew, Come Lord from above! 
 
 The fruit of thy paiiion, Thy holinefs give: 
 
 Give us the falvation Of all that believe. 
 
 6 Come, Jefus, and loofe The ftammerer's tongue. 
 And teach even us The fpiritual forvg: 
 
 Let us without ceafing Give thanks for ihy grace, 
 And glory, and bleffingj And honour, and praife, 
 
 7 Pronounce the glad word, And bid us be free; 
 Ah ! haft thou not. Lord, A blefting for me? 
 
 The peace thou haft given, This moment impart, 
 And open fhy heaven, O Love, in m.y heart! 
 
 HYMN CCeCLXX. 
 
 » O AVIOUR offinful men, 
 
 O Thy goodnefs we proclaim, 
 
 ' Which brings us here to meet again, 
 
 And triumph in thy name: 
 
 Thy mighty name hath been 
 Our Safeguard and our tow^r; 
 
 Hath faved us from the world and Gn, 
 
 And all the accufer’s power. 
 
 2 Jefu, take all the praife, 
 
 That ftill on earth we live, 
 
 Unfpotted in fo foul a place, 
 
 And innocently grieve! 
 
 We fhall frbm Sodom flee. 
 
 When perfefted in love; 
 
 And haftc to belter company. 
 
 Who wait for us above. 
 
 g Awhile in flefla disjoined, 
 
 Our friends that went before, 
 
 We foon in paiadife fhall find, 
 
 And meet, to part no more; 
 
 In 
 
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 In yon thrice happy feat. 
 
 Waiting for us they are; 
 
 And th 6 u {halt there a hdlband meet! 
 And I a parent there! 
 
 4 O what a mighty change 
 
 Shall Jeiu’s fufferers knov/* 
 
 While o’er the happy plains they range, 
 Incapable of woe! 
 
 No ill-requited love 
 
 Shall there our fpirits wound: 
 
 No bafe ingratitude above; 
 
 No {in in heaven is found. 
 
 5 There all our griefs are fpent: 
 
 There all our forrows end; 
 
 We cannot there the fall lament 
 Of a departed friend! 
 
 A brother dead to God, 
 
 By fin, alas! undone: 
 
 No father there, in paffion loud. 
 
 Cries, O my fon, my fon ! 
 
 6 Nor {lighteft touch of pain, 
 
 Nor forrow’s lead alloy, 
 
 Can violate our reft, or {lain 
 Our purity of joy: 
 
 In that eternal day 
 
 No clouds or tempefts rife: , 
 
 Thefe gufhing tears are wiped away 
 For ever from our eyes. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXr. 
 
 I TE 
 Wit 
 
 ESU, to thee our hearts we lift: 
 
 May all our hearts with love o’erflow! 
 ilh thanks for thy continued gift, 
 
 That ftill thy precious name we know; 
 Retain ourfenfe of fin forgiven. 
 
 And wait for all our inward heaven. 
 
 2 What 
 
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 £• What mighty troubles haft thou ftiown/ 
 Tliy feeble, tempted followers here. 
 
 We have through fire and water gonej: 
 
 But faw the« on the floods appear; 
 
 But felt thee prcfent in the flame, 
 
 And fhouted our Deliverer's name, j 
 
 3 When ftronger fouls their faith forfookj. 
 
 And, lulled in worldly, helHfh peace. 
 Leaped defperate from their guardian rock, 
 A-nd headlong, plunged in fin's abyls; 
 Thy ftrength v/as in our weaknefs fhown. 
 And ftili it guards and keeps thine own, 
 
 4 All are not loft, or wandered back: 
 
 All have not left thy church and thee: 
 There are v/ho fuffer for thy fake, 
 
 Enjoy thy glorious infamy; 
 
 Eftecm the fcandal of the crofs, 
 
 And only feek divine applaufe. 
 
 5 Thou, who haft kept us to this hour, 
 
 O keep! us faithful to the end! 
 
 When, robM v/ith majefty and power. 
 Our jefus ftiall from Heaven defeend. 
 
 His friends and confeffors to own. 
 
 And feat ua on our glorious throne. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXIL 
 
 3 A PPOINTED by thee. We meet in thy name, 
 And meekly agree To follow the Lamb, 
 To trace thy example. The world to difdain, 
 Add conftantly trample On pleafure and pain, 
 
 2 Rejoicing in hope, We humbly go on: 
 
 And daily take up The pledge of our crown; 
 
 In doing and bearing The will of our Lord, 
 
 Wc ftill are predating Tq meet Our reward. 
 
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 g O jefus, appear! No longer delay^ 
 
 To fanftify.here, and bear us away; 
 
 The end of our meeting On earth let us fee, 
 Triumphantly-Tming In glory with thee! 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXIU. 
 
 1 T ESU, we look to thee. 
 
 Thy promifed prefence claim; 
 Thou in the midll of us fhalt be, 
 Affeinbled in thy name. 
 
 2 Thy name falvation is, 
 
 Which here we come to prove : 
 
 Thy name is life, and health, and peace, 
 And everlafling love. 
 
 3 ' Not in the name of pride 
 Or felHfhnefs we meet: 
 
 From natu,re’s paths we turn afide, 
 
 And worldly thoughts forget, 
 
 4 We meet the grace to take. 
 
 Which thou haR. freely given : 
 
 We rrfeet on earth for thy dear fake, 
 That we may meet in heaven, 
 
 5 Prefent we know thou art; 
 
 But O thyfelf reveal! 
 
 Now, l.ord, let every bounding heart 
 The mighty comfort feel! 
 
 6 O may thy quickening voice 
 
 The death of fin remove! 
 
 And bid our inmofl fouls rejoice ! 
 
 In hope of perfeft love ! 
 
 HYMN 
 
HYMN CCCCLXXIV. 
 
 1 O EE> Jefii, thy difciples fee, 
 
 O llie promiCed bleffing give! 
 
 Met in tliy name, we look to thee, 
 Expefting to receive. 
 
 a Thee we expeft, our faithful Lord, 
 
 Who in thy name are joined ; 
 
 We wait according to thy word, 
 
 Thee in the midft to find. 
 
 3 With us thou art afiembled here ; 
 
 But O thyfelf reveal! 
 
 Son of the living God, appear! 
 
 Let us thy prefence feel. 
 
 4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day, 
 
 Andthcfe dry bones (hall live : 
 
 Speak peace into our hearts, and fay^ 
 
 “ The Holy Ghoft receive!" 
 
 5 Whom now we feek, O may we meet 
 
 Jefus, the crucified, 
 
 Shew us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
 Thou,- who for us haft died, 
 
 6 Caufc us the record to receive ! 
 
 Speak, and the tokens fhew, 
 
 “ O be not faithlefs, but believe 
 In me who died for you!" 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXV. 
 
 1 r I'^WO are better far tlian one, 
 
 X For counfel or for fight; 
 
 How can one be warm alone, 
 
 Or ferve his God aright ? 
 
 Join we then our hearts and hands: 
 
 Each to love provoke his friend ; 
 Run the way of his commands, 
 
 And keep it to the end. 
 
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 2 Woe to him whofe fpirits droop! 
 
 To him who falls alone! 
 
 He has none to lift him up. 
 
 To help his weaknefs on ; 
 Happier we each other keep; 
 
 We each other’s burdens bear; 
 Never need our footflcps flip, 
 Upheld by mutual prayer. 
 
 3 Who of twain has made us one, 
 
 Maintains our unity; 
 
 Jefus is the corncr-ftone. 
 
 In whom we all agree* 
 
 Servants of one common Lord, 
 Sweetly of one heart and mind, 
 Who can break a threefold cord. 
 
 Or part whom God hath joined ? 
 
 4 O that all with us might prove 
 
 The fellowfhip of faints) * 
 
 Find fupplied, in Jefu’s love, 
 
 What eVery member wants! 
 Grafp we our high-calling’s prize! 
 
 Feel our lins on earth forgiven! 
 Rile, in his whole image rife, 
 
 And meet our Head in heaven ! 
 
 SECTION IL 
 Giving Thanks, 
 HYMN CCCCLXXVI. 
 
 1 T TOW happy are we. 
 
 JL X Who in Jefus agree 
 To expeft his return from above? 
 
 We lit under his vine, 
 
 And delightfully join 
 In the praile of his excellent love.. 
 
 a How 
 
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 2 How pleafant and fweef, 
 
 In his name when we mcef-, 
 
 2 s his fruu to our ipiritual tafte! 
 
 We are banqueting here, 
 
 On angelical cheer, 
 
 And the joys that eternally lafl. 
 
 3 Invited by him, 
 
 Vt/e drink of the flream 
 Ever flowing in blifs fiom the throne; 
 Who in Jefus believe, 
 
 We the fp irit receive 
 That proceeds from the Father and Son. 
 
 4 The unfpeakable grace 
 Ide obtained for our race, 
 
 And the fpirit of faitli he imparts; 
 Then, then we conceive 
 How in heaven they live. 
 
 By the kingdom of God in our hearts. 
 
 5 True believers have feen 
 The Saviour of men, 
 
 As his head he on Calvary bowed: 
 
 We fhall fee him again. 
 
 When, with all his bright train, 
 
 He defeends on the luminous cloud. 
 
 6 We remember the word 
 Of our crucified Lord, 
 
 W.hcn he went to prepare us a place; 
 
 “ 1 will come in that day. 
 
 And traniport you away, 
 
 And admit to a fight of my face.” 
 
 7 With eamefl defire, 
 
 After thee v/e afpirc, 
 
 And long thy appearing to fee. 
 
 Till our louls thou receive. 
 
 In thy prefence to live, 
 
 And be peifeftiy happy in thee. 
 
 8 Come, 
 
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 8 Come, Lord, from the fkies, 
 
 And command us to rife, 
 
 Ready made for the rrtanfions above; 
 
 With our Head to afcend, 
 
 And eternity fpend 
 In a rapture of heavenly love. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXVII. 
 
 a T TOW good and pleafaftt ’tis to fee, 
 
 X jL When brethren cordially agree, 
 
 And kindly think and fpeak the fame! 
 
 A family of faith and love, 
 
 Combined to feck the things above,. 
 
 And fpread the common Saviour’s fame. 
 The God of grace, who all invites, 
 
 Who in our unity delights, 
 
 Vouchfafes our intercourfe to blefs, 
 Revives us v/ith refrelhing fhowers, 
 
 The fulnefs of his blelTingS pours, 
 
 And keeps-our minds in perfeft peace. 
 
 2 Jefu, thou precious corner-Rone, 
 
 Preferve infeparablyono, 
 
 - Whom thou doft by thy fpirit join:- 
 Still let us in thy fpiiit live, 
 
 And to thy church the pattern give 
 Of unanimity divine. 
 
 Still let us to each other cleave. 
 
 And from thy plenitude receive 
 
 Conftant fuppUes of hallowing giace; 
 Till to a perfect man we rife, 
 
 O’ertake our kindred in the (kies, 
 
 And find prepared our heavenly place, 
 
 K Y M N CCCCLXXVIII. 
 
 s /^OME av/ay to the fkies! 
 
 My beloved, arife, 
 
 And rejoice in the day thou waft born: 
 
 PP 
 
 On 
 
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 On this feftival day, 
 
 Come exulting away, 
 
 And With finging to Sion return: 
 
 2 We have laid up our love 
 And treafure above, 
 
 Though our bodies continue below: 
 The redeemed of the Lord, 
 
 We remember his word, 
 
 And with finging to paradife go. 
 
 3 With finging we praife 
 The original grace, 
 
 By our heavenly Father bellowed? 
 
 Our being receive 
 From his bounty, and live 
 To the honour and glory of God. 
 
 4 For thy glory we are, 
 
 Created to lhare 
 
 Both the nature and kingdom divine; 
 Created again, 
 
 That our fouls may remain 
 In time and eternity thine. 
 
 g With thanks we approve 
 The defign of thy love, 
 
 Which hath joined us in Jefus’s name; 
 So united in heart, 
 
 That we never can part, 
 
 Till we meet at the feall of the Lamb, 
 
 6 There, there at his feet, 
 
 We fhall fuddenly meet, 
 
 And be parted in body no morel 
 We fhall fing to our lyres, 
 
 With the heavdnly choirs. 
 
 And our Saviour in glory adore. 
 
 7 Hallelujah we fing, 
 
 To our Father and King, 
 
 And his rapturous praifes repeat: 
 
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 To the Lamb that, was flain, 
 Hallelujah again, 
 
 Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet! 
 
 8 In a,flrurance of hope, 
 
 We to Jefus look up. 
 
 Till his banner unfurled in the air 
 From our graves we Oiall fee, 
 
 And cry out, “ If is he," 
 
 And lly up to acknov/Iedge him there. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXIX. 
 
 ] T T THAT fhall •we. offer our good Lord, 
 
 VV Poor nothings! forhisboundlcfs grace? 
 Fain would we his great name record. 
 
 And worthily fet forth his praife. 
 
 a Great obje£l of our growing love, 
 
 To whom our more than all we owe, 
 
 Open the fountain from above, 
 
 And let it our full fouls o’erflowii- 
 
 3 So fhall our lives thy power proclaim, 
 
 Thy grace for every Tinner free; 
 
 Till all mankind lhall learn thy name, 
 
 Shall all ftretch out their hands to thee! 
 
 ^ Open a door, which earth and hell 
 
 May ftlive to fhut, but flnvc in vain; 
 
 Let thy word richly in us dwell, 
 
 A.nd let our gracious fruit remain! 
 
 5 O multiply thy fower’s feed! 
 
 And fruit we evdry hour fhall bear: 
 Throughout the world thy gofpel Ipread; 
 
 Thy everlaffing truth decluie. 
 
 6 We all, in perfeft love renewed, 
 
 Shall know the greatnefs of thy powerf 
 Stand in the temple of our God, 
 
 As pillars, and go out no morel 
 P p a 
 
 •HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCLXXX. 
 
 * * I 'HE people that in darknefs lay, , 
 
 A The confines of eternal night, 
 
 "We, we have feen a gofpel-day, 
 
 The glorious beams of heavenly light; 
 
 His fpirit in our hearts hath fhone. 
 
 And fhewed the Father in the Son. 
 
 2 Father of everlafting grace, 
 
 Thou haft in us thy arm revealed. 
 
 Haft multiplied the faithful race, 
 
 Who, confeious of their pardon fealed, 
 
 Of joy unfpeakable pofTeft, 
 
 Anticipate their heavenly reft, 
 
 3 IjQ tears who fowed, in joy we reap, 
 
 And-praife thy goodnefs all day long: 
 
 Him in our eye of faith we keep. 
 
 Who gave us our triumphal long, 
 
 And doth his fpoils to all divide, 
 
 A lot among the fanftifted. 
 
 4 Thou haPe our bonds in funder broke, 
 
 Took all our load of guilt away! 
 
 From fin, the world, and Satan’s yoke, 
 
 (Like Jfrael faved in Midian’s day,) 
 Redeemed us by our conquering Lord, 
 
 Our Gideon, and his fpirit’s fword, 
 
 5 Not like the warring Tons of men, 
 
 With ftiouts and garments rolled in blood, 
 Our Captain doth tbe fight maintain: 
 
 But lo! the burning Spirit of God 
 Kindles in each a fecret fire: 
 
 And lol our fins as fmokc expire! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCLXXXI. 
 
 Gen. xxviii. i6, 17. 
 
 1 F O ’ God is liere, let us adore, 
 
 And own, how dreadful is this place! 
 Let.all wuhin us feel his power, 
 
 And filent bow before his face ! 
 
 Who know his power, his grace who prove. 
 Serve him with awe, with reverence, lovck 
 
 2 Lo, God is here ! him day and night 
 
 Tlic united choirs of angels fing : 
 
 To him, enthroned above all heig^ht, 
 
 Heaven’s hoft their nobleft praifes bring; 
 Dildain not, Lord, our meaner fong, 
 
 Who praife thee with a Hammering tongue; 
 
 3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave, 
 
 Wealtli, pleafure, fame, for thee alone : 
 
 To thee our will, foul, flefh we give; 
 
 O take! O leal them for th-ine own! 
 
 Thou art the God: thou art the Lord; 
 
 Be thou by all thy works adored ! 
 
 Being of beings, may our praife * 
 
 Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill ; 
 
 Still may we Hand before thy face, 
 
 Still hear and do thy fovereign will; 
 
 To thee may all our thoughts arife, 
 
 Ceafelefs, accepted facrifice! 
 
 5 In thee we move : all things of thee 
 
 Are full, thou fource and life of all; 
 
 Thou vaH, unfathomable fea; 
 
 Fall proHrate, loH in wonder fall, 
 
 Ye fons of men ; for God is man! 
 
 All may wc lofe, fo thee we.gain! ' 
 
 6 As flowers' their opening leaves difplay. 
 
 And glad drink in the folar fire, 
 
 So may we catch thy every ray; 
 
 So may thy influence us infpire; 
 
 Thou beam of the eternal beam! 
 
 Thou purging fire, thou quickening flame! 
 
 Pp3 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCLXXXII. 
 
 1 let us arife, 
 
 And prefs to the 114165: 
 
 The fummons obey: 
 
 My friends, my beloved, and haflen away I 
 The Mafler of all, 
 
 For our fervice doth call, 
 
 And deigns fo approve, 
 
 With frniles of acceptance our labour of love, 
 
 2 His burden who bear 
 We alone can declare, 
 
 How eafy his yoke, 
 
 Whileto loveandgood worksweeachotherprovokej 
 By word and by deed 
 The bodies in need, 
 
 The fouls to lelieve, 
 
 And freely as Jefus'halh given to give, 
 
 Q Then let us attend, 
 
 Our heavenly friend, 
 
 In his members diRreft, 
 
 By want, or affliotion, or ficknefs opprefl;' 
 
 The prifoner relieve,. 
 
 The Rranger receive; 
 
 Supply all their wants, 
 
 And fpend and be fpent rn afTiRing his faints# 
 
 4 Thus while we beftow 
 Our moments below, 
 
 Ourfelves we forfake, 
 
 And refuge in Jefu’s righteoufnefs take: 
 
 HIS pafTion alone 
 The foundation we own; 
 
 And pardon we claim, 
 
 And eternal redemption in Jefus’s name. 
 
 HYMM 
 
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 HYMN CCCCLXXXlir. 
 
 1 earth is the Lord’s. And all it contains: 
 J. The truth of Ins words for ever remains. 
 
 The faints have a mountain Oi blefTings m him; 
 llisgrace is the fountain, His peace is the flream. 
 
 2 To him our requefl We now have made known, 
 Who fees what is heft For each of his ovvn, 
 
 Our heathenifh care, We call it afide ; 
 
 He heareth the prayer, And he will provide, 
 
 g The modefl and meek The earth fhall pofrefs; 
 The kingdom who feek Of lefus’s grace. 
 
 The power of his Spiiit Shall joyfully own, 
 And all things inherit, In virtue of one. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXXIV. 
 
 1 /^OME all whoe’er have fet 
 
 Your faces Sion-ward, 
 
 In Jefus let us meet, 
 
 And praife our common Lord ; 
 
 In Jefus let us dill go on. 
 
 Till all appear before his throne. 
 
 2 Nearer and nearer dill 
 
 We to our country come ; 
 
 To that celedial hill, 
 
 The weary pilgrim’s home ; 
 
 The New Jerufalem above, 
 
 The feat of everlading love. 
 
 g The ranfomed fons of God, 
 
 All eartlily things we fcorn, 
 
 And to our high abode 
 
 W ith fongs of praife return ; 
 
 'From drength to drength we dill proceed, 
 
 With crowns ol joy upon our head. 
 
 4 The 
 
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 4 The peace and joy of faith 
 
 Each moment may we feel; 
 Redeemed from fin and wrath, 
 
 From earth, and death, and hell. 
 We to our Fatlier’s houfe repair, 
 
 To meet our elder Brother there. 
 
 5 Qur Brother, Saviour, Head, 
 
 Our all in all is he ; 
 
 And in his fteps who tread, 
 
 We foon his face fhall fee; 
 
 Shall fee him with our glorious friends, 
 And then in heaven our journey ends. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXXV. 
 
 1 ^OOME, let us anew 
 V> Our journey purfue, 
 
 With vigour arife. 
 
 And prefs to our permanent place in the fkies, 
 Of heavenly birth, 
 
 Though wandering on earth, 
 
 This is not our place, 
 
 Ilut ftrangers and pilgrims ourfelves we confefs, 
 
 £ At Jefus’s call 
 
 We give up our all-: 
 
 And ftill we forego. 
 
 For Jefus’s fake, our enjoyments below t 
 No longing we find 
 For the country behind; 
 
 But onward we move, 
 
 And Rill we are feeking a country above ; 
 
 2 A country of joy 
 Without any alloy, 
 
 We thither repair, 
 
 Our heart and our treafurc already are there. 
 
 We 
 
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 We march hand in liatid 
 To Immanuel’s land; 
 
 No matter what cheer 
 
 We meet with on earth; for eternity’s near ! . 
 
 4 The rougher our way, 
 
 The fhorler our flay ; 
 
 The tempefls that rile 
 
 Shall glorioufly hurry our fouls to the fktes; 
 The fiercer the blafl, 
 
 The fooner ’tis paft : 
 
 The troubles that come, 
 
 Shall come to our refcue, and hurry us home. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXXVI. 
 
 * /*^OME, let us afcend, 
 
 V_^ My companion and friend. 
 To a tade of the banquet above 1 
 If thy heart be as mine. 
 
 If for Jefus it pine. 
 
 Come up into the chariot of love. 
 
 2 Who in Jefus confide, 
 
 We are bold to outride 
 
 The florins of atlliflion beneath ! 
 With the prophet we foar 
 To the heavenly fhorc, 
 
 And out-fly all the arrov,rs of death. 
 
 3 By faith we are come 
 To our permanent home : 
 
 By hope we the rapture improve : 
 By love we flill rife, 
 
 And look down on the fkies. 
 
 For the heaven of heavens is love. 
 
 4 Who 
 
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 Who on earth can conceive, 
 
 How happy we liv&. 
 
 In the palace of God, the great King? 
 What a contert of praife, 
 
 When our Jefus’s grace 
 The whole heavenly company fing ? 
 
 5 What a rapturous fon^, 
 
 When the glorified throng, 
 
 In the fpirit of harmony join? 
 
 i oin all the glad choirs, 
 
 Icarts, voices, and lyres,- 
 And the burden is mercy divine, 
 
 ( 6 Hallelujah they cry 
 
 'i'o the king of the fky, 
 
 To the great cverlafting I AM: 
 
 To the Laiuh that was flain, 
 
 And livelh ^ain. 
 
 Hallelujah to God and the l amb, 
 
 7 The Lamb^on the throne, 
 
 Lo! he dwells with his own, 
 
 And to rivers of pleafure he leads? 
 With his mercy’s full blaae, 
 
 With the fight of his face. 
 
 Our beatified fpirits he feeds, 
 
 8 Our foreheads proclaim 
 His inefiable name: 
 
 Our bodies his glory difplay: 
 
 A day without night 
 We feaft in his fight, 
 
 And eternity feems as a day ! 
 
 SECTION 
 
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 SECTION III. 
 
 Praying. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXXVir. 
 
 % TE 3 U, great Shepherd of the fh'eep, 
 i To thee for help we fly : 
 
 Thy little flock in fafety keep : 
 
 For O the wolf is nigh 1 
 
 2 He comes, of hellifh malice full, 
 
 To fcatter, tear, and flay: 
 ile feizes every ftraggling foul, 
 
 As his own lawful prey. 
 
 3 Us into thy proteflion take, 
 
 And gather with thy arm f 
 Unlefs the fold wc firft forfakc, 
 
 The wolf can never harm. 
 
 4 We laugh to fcorn his cruel power, 
 
 While by our fhepherd’s fide: 
 
 The iheep he never can devour, 
 Unlefs he firft divide, 
 
 5 O do not fuffer him to part 
 
 'I'he fouls that here agree ! 
 
 But make us of one mind and heart, 
 And keep us one in thee I 
 
 6 Togellier let us fweeily live! 
 
 Together let us die ; 
 
 And each a ftarry crown receive. 
 And reig-n above the Iky. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN CCCCLXXXVIII. 
 
 t thoii omnifcicnt Son of man, 
 
 Difplay thy fifting power : 
 
 Come witn thy winnovying fpirit’s fan, 
 And throughly purge thy floor. 
 
 2 The chaff of fin, the accurfed thing, 
 
 Far from our fouls be driven! 
 
 The wheat into thy garner bring, 
 
 And lay us up for heaven. 
 
 ^ Look through us with thy eyes of flame; 
 The clouds and darknefs chafe ; 
 
 And tell me what by fin I -am, 
 
 • And what I am by grace. 
 
 4 Whate’er offends thy glorious eyes, 
 
 Far from our hearts remove ! 
 
 As dull before the whirlwind flies, 
 Difperfe it by thy love, 
 
 5 Then let us all thy fulnefs'knoV, 
 
 From evdry fin fet free; 
 
 Saved, to the utmofl faved below, 
 
 . And perfectly like thee. 
 
 HYMN CCCCLXXXIX. 
 
 i T~^Ry US, O God, and fearch the ground 
 JL Of every finful heart! 
 
 Whate’er of fin in us is found, 
 
 O bid it all depart! 
 
 a When to the right or left we flray. 
 
 Leave us not comfortlefs; 
 
 But guide our feet into the way 
 Of everlafting peace. 
 
 3 Help 
 
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 Help us to help each other, Lord, 
 
 Each other’s crofs to bear: 
 
 Let each his friendly aid afford, 
 
 And feel his brother’s care. 
 
 4 Help us to build each other up, 
 
 Our little ftock improve; 
 
 Increafef.our faith, confirm our hope, 
 
 And perfeft us in love. 
 
 5 Up into thee, our living head. 
 
 Let us m all things grow. 
 
 Till thou haft made us free indeed, 
 
 And fpotlefs here below. 
 
 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, 
 
 ■ Receive Ihy ready bride; 
 
 Give us in heaven a happy lot 
 With all the lanftified* 
 
 HYMN CCCCXC. 
 
 1 T ESU, united by thy grace, 
 
 I And each to each endeared, 
 
 With confidence we feek thy face, 
 
 And know our prayer is heard. 
 
 2 Still let us own our common Lord, 
 
 And bear thine eafy yoke, 
 
 A band of love, a three-fold cord, 
 
 Which never can be broke. 
 
 3 Make us into onefpirit drink; 
 
 Baptize into thy name; 
 
 And let us always kindly think, 
 
 And fweetly Ipeak the lame. 
 
 4 Touched by the loadftone of thy love, 
 
 Let all our hearts agree; 
 
 And ever tow’rds each other move, 
 
 And ever more tow’rds thee. 
 
 Q q s To 
 
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 5 To thee infeparably joined, 
 
 Let all our fpirits cleave; 
 
 O may we all the loving mind 
 That was in thee receivel- 
 
 6 This is the bond of perfe£lncfs. 
 
 Thy I'potlefs charity; 
 
 O let us 'flill we pray) pofTefs 
 The mind that was in thee ! 
 
 7 Grant this, and then from all below 
 
 Infenhbly remove; 
 
 Our fouls their change fliall fcarcely know, 
 
 Made perfetl ftrlt in love! 
 
 8 With eafe our fouls through death fliall glide 
 
 Into their paradife ; 
 
 And thence on wings of angels ride 
 Triumphant through'the Ikies. 
 
 9 Yet when the fullefl joy is given, 
 
 The fame delight we prove. 
 
 In earth, in paradife, in heaven 
 Our all in all is love, 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCI. 
 
 1 T TMCHANGEABLE, almighty Lord, 
 
 Our fouls upon thy truth we flay; 
 Accomplifh now tny faithful word. 
 
 And give, O give us all one way! 
 
 2 O let us all join hand in hand! 
 
 Who feek redemption in thy blood; 
 
 Fall in one mind and fpirit (land, 
 
 And build the temple of our God, 
 
 3 Thou only canfl our wills control, 
 
 Our wild, unruly, pafTions bind; 
 
 Tame the old Adam in our foul, 
 
 And make us of one heart and mind. 
 
 4 Speak 
 
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 4 Speak but the reconciling word. 
 
 The winds (Irall ceafe, the v/aves fubfide, 
 We all fhall praile our common Lord, 
 
 Our Jefus, and him crucified, 
 
 5 Giver of peace and unity, 
 
 Send down thy mild, pacific Dove; 
 
 We all fhall then in one agree, 
 
 And breathe the fpirit of fhy love, 
 
 6 We all fhall think and fpeak the fame 
 
 Delightful leffon of thy grace; 
 
 One undivided Chrifl proclaim. 
 
 And jointly glory in thy praife, 
 
 7 O let us take a fofter mould! 
 
 Blended and gathered into thee: 
 
 Under one fhepherd make one fold, 
 Wiiere all is love and harmony. 
 
 8 Regard thine own eternal prayer, 
 
 And fend a peaceful anfwer down; 
 
 To us thy Father’s name declare; 
 
 Unite and perfc£l us in one! 
 
 9 So fhall the world believe and knov/, 
 
 That Cod hath font thee from above, 
 Wlien thou art feen in us below, 
 
 And every foul difplays thy love, 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCIL 
 
 John xiv. j6, 17. 
 
 1 T^'ATHER of our dying Lord, 
 
 X Remember us for good, 
 
 O fulfil his faithful word! 
 
 And hear his fpeaking blood: 
 
 Give us That for which he prays; 
 
 Father, glorify thy Son! 
 
 Shew his truth, and power, and grace, 
 And fend the promife down. 
 
 a True 
 
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 2 True and faithful Witnefs, thou, 
 
 O Chrlft the Spirit give: 
 
 Had. thou not received him now, 
 That we might now receive? 
 Art thou not our living Hpad ? 
 
 Life to all thy limbs impart: 
 Shed thy love, thy fpirit fhed, 
 
 In every waiting,heart, 
 
 3 Holy Ghofl, the Comforter,, 
 
 The gift of Jelus, come: 
 
 Glows our heart to find thee near, 
 And Iwells to make thee room j 
 Prelent with us thee we feel, 
 Come, O come, and in us be! 
 With us, in us, Hve and dwell. 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCIir. 
 
 s O AVIOUR of all, to thee we bow, 
 
 O And own ihae faithful to'thy word; 
 We liear thy voice, and open now 
 Our hearts, to entertain our Lord. 
 
 2 Come in, come in, thou heavenly gueft, 
 
 Delight in what ihylelf haft given; 
 
 On thy own gilts and graces feaft, 
 
 And make the contrite heart thy heaven, 
 
 3 Smell the fweet odour of our prayers, 
 
 Our facrifice of praife approve, 
 
 And ti'ealure up our gracious tears, 
 
 Who reft in thy redeeminglove. 
 
 4 Beneath thy fhadow let us fit, 
 
 Call us thy friends, and lovej and bride, 
 And bid us freely drink and eat 
 Thy dainties, and be fatisfied. 
 
 5 O let 
 
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 5 O let us on thy fulnefs feed! 
 
 And eat thy flefii, and drink thy blood; 
 Jefu, thy blood is drink indeed, 
 
 Jefu, thy flefh is angels’ food,- 
 
 6 The heavenly manna faith imparts: 
 
 Faith makes thy fulnefs all our own; 
 We feed upon thee in our hearts, 
 
 And find that heaven and thou are one. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCIV. 
 
 1 OD of love, that heareft the prayer, 
 V_T Kindly for thy people care; 
 
 Who on thee alone depend: 
 
 Love us, favc us to the. end! 
 
 2 Save us in the profperous hour, 
 
 From the flattering tempter’s power; 
 From his unfufpefted wiles. 
 
 From the. world’s pernicious fmiles. 
 
 3 Cut off our dependance vain, 
 
 On the help of feeble man ; 
 
 Every arm of flefh remove; 
 
 Stay us on thy only love! 
 
 ^ Men of worldly, low defign, 
 
 Let not thefe thy people join, 
 
 Poifon our limplicity, 
 
 Drag us from our trufl in thee, 
 
 5 Save us from the great and wife. 
 
 Till they fink in their own eyes, 
 I'amely to thy yoke fubmlt. 
 
 Lay their honour at thy feet. 
 
 6 Never let the world break in, 
 
 Fix a mighty gulf between; 
 
 Q 3 
 
 Keep 
 
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 Keep us little and unknown, 
 
 Prized and loved by God alone. 
 
 7 Let us flill to thee look up, 
 
 Thee, thy IlraePs ftrengtli and hope; 
 Nothing know or feek behde 
 Jefus, and him crucified, 
 
 S Far above all earthly things. 
 
 Look we down on earthly kings, 
 Tade our glorious liberty; 
 
 Find our happy all in theel 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCVo 
 
 3 TESU, Lord, we look to thee, 
 
 I Let us in thy name agree; 
 
 Shew thyfelf the Prince of peace: 
 
 Bid our jars for ever ceafe, 
 
 a. By thy reconciling love, 
 
 Every flumbling-block remove: 
 
 Each to each unite, endear; 
 
 Come, and fpread thy banner here! 
 
 g Make us of one heart and mind. 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind; 
 
 Lowly, meek in thought and word. 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
 4 - Let us each for other care, 
 
 Each the other’s burden bear; 
 
 To thy church the pattern give; 
 
 Shew how true believers live. 
 
 5 Free from anger and from pride. 
 
 Let us thus in God abide ; 
 
 All the depths of love exprefs. 
 
 All the heights of holmefsl 
 
 6 Let 
 
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 6 Let us then with joy remove 
 To the family above : 
 
 On the wings of angels fly ; 
 Shew how true believers die. 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCVL 
 
 t 'T^HOU God of truth and love, 
 
 A We feek thy perfeff way, 
 
 Ready thy choice to’ approve, 
 
 Thy providence to’ obey, 
 
 Enter into thy wife defign, 
 
 And fweeily lofe our will in thine. 
 
 a Why haft thou caff our lot 
 In the fame age and place ? 
 
 And why together brought 
 To fee each other’s face; 
 
 To join with foftefl fympathy, 
 
 And mix our friendly fouls in thee? 
 
 3 Didfl thou not make us one, 
 
 That we might one remain. 
 
 Together travel on 
 
 And bear each Other’s pain, 
 
 Till all thy utmod goodnefs prove, 
 
 And rife renewed in perfect love ? 
 
 4 Surely thou didft unite 
 
 Our kindred fprits here, 
 
 That all hereafter might 
 Before thy throne appear; 
 
 Mect at the marriage of the Lamb, 
 
 And all thy glorious love proclaim. 
 
 2 Then let us ever bear 
 
 I'he bleffed end in view, 
 
 And join with mutual care. 
 
 To fight our pafTage through ; 
 
 And 
 
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 And kindly help each other on, 
 
 Till all receive the ftarry crown, 
 
 6 O may thy Spiiitfeal 
 
 Our fouls unto that day ! 
 
 "With all thy fulnefs fill, 
 
 And then tranfporc away ! 
 
 Away to our eternal reft, 
 
 Away to our Redeemer’s breaft! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCVIL 
 
 s I^ORGIVE us for thy mercy’s fake, 
 X* Our multitude of fins forgive I 
 And for thy own pofteftion take, 
 
 And bid us to thy glory live, 
 
 I.ive in thy fight, and gladly prove 
 Our faith, by our obedient love, 
 
 2 The covenant of forgivenefs feal, 
 
 And all thy mighty wonders fhow ! 
 Our inbred enemies expel, 
 
 And conquering them to conquer got 
 Till all of pride and wrath be flam, 
 
 And not one evil thought remain 1 
 
 g O put it in our inwSrd parts, 
 
 The living law of perfefl: love ! 
 
 Write the new precept on our hearts ; 
 
 We fhall not then from thee remove, 
 "Who in thy glorious image fhine, 
 
 Thy people, and for evtr thine ! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCVin, 
 
 1- /CENTER of OUT hopes thou art. 
 
 End of our enlarged defires : 
 Stamp thy image on our hearts ; 
 
 Fill us now with heavenly hres : 
 
 Cement&d 
 
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 Cemented by love divine, 
 
 Seal our fouls for ever thine ! - 
 
 2 All our works in thee be wrought, 
 
 Levelled at one common aim ; 
 Every word, and every thought, 
 Purge in the refining flame ; 
 
 Lead us through the paths of peace. 
 On to perfeft hohnefs. 
 
 3 Let us all together rife, 
 
 To- thy glorious life refloied, 
 Here regain our paradife! 
 
 Here prepare to meet our Lord: 
 Here enjoy the earned given . 
 Travel liand in hand to heaven! 
 
 HYMN CCCCXCIX, 
 
 J 
 
 ESU, with kinded pity fee, 
 
 The fouls that would be one in thee! 
 If now accepted in thy fight, 
 
 Thou dod our upright hearts uniic. 
 
 Allow us, even on earth to prove. 
 
 The nobled joys of heavenly love ! 
 
 2 Before thy glorious eyes we fpread, 
 
 The rvifh which doth from ihec piocecd : 
 Our love from earthly diofs rehne : 
 
 Holy, angelical, divine. 
 
 Thee let it its great Author fhow. 
 
 And back to the pure fountain flow, 
 
 3 A drop of that unbounded fea, 
 
 O Lord, refoib it into thee ' 
 
 While all our fouls, with lefllefs flrife, 
 Spring up into eternal life ; 
 
 And, lod in endlefs raptures, prove 
 'i hy whole immenfity of love ! 
 
 4 A fpaik, 
 
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 4 A fpark of that ethereal fire, 
 
 Still let it to its fource afpire; 
 
 To thee in every wifh return, 
 
 Intenfely for thy glory burn : 
 
 While all our fouls fly up to thee, 
 
 And blaze through all eternity ! 
 
 HYMN D. 
 
 1 T^ATHER, at thy footRool fee 
 
 A Thofe who now are one in thee! 
 Draw us by thy grace alone : 
 
 Give, O give us to thy Son ! 
 
 2 Jefus, friend of human-kind, 
 
 Let us in thy name be joined : 
 
 Each to each unite and blefs, 
 
 Keep us ftill in perfefl; peace, 
 
 3 Heavenly, alt-alluring Dove, 
 
 Shed thy over-fliadowing love : 
 
 Love, the feallng grace, impart; 
 
 D well within our fingle heart. 
 
 4 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft,. 
 
 Be to us what Adam loft i 
 Let us in thine image rife ; 
 
 Give us back our paradife! 
 
 HYMN DI. 
 The Cot^MUNiON or Saints. 
 Part ike Firjl. 
 
 i T^ATHER, Son, and Spirit hear 
 . 1 . Faith’s effeftual, fervent prayer! 
 Hear, and our petitions feal. 
 
 Let us now the.anfwer feeL 
 
 2 Still 
 
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 2 Still our fellow{Kip increafe ; 
 
 Knit us in the bond of peace : 
 
 Join our new-born fpirits, join 
 Each to eacli, and ail to thine ! 
 
 3 Build us in one body up, 
 
 Called in one high calling’s hope : 
 One the fpirit whom we claim, 
 
 One the pure, baptifmal flame : 
 
 ^ One the faith and common Lord: 
 One the Father lives adored, 
 
 Over, through, and in us all, 
 
 God incomprehcnfible, 
 
 5 One with God, the fourcc of blifs. 
 Ground of our communion this : 
 
 Lil'c of all that live below, 
 
 Let thine emanations flow ! 
 
 i 
 
 G Rife eternal in our heart! 
 
 Thou our long-fought Eden art: 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 
 Be to us what Adam loll! 
 
 HYMN DU. 
 Part the Second. 
 
 O THER ground can ho man lay, 
 jefus takes our fins away : 
 Jefus the foundation is. 
 
 This fhall ftand, and only this: 
 
 Filly framed in him we are, 
 
 All the building rifes fair; 
 
 Let it to a temple rife. 
 
 Worthy liim who fills the fkies. 
 
 2 Hufband of thy church below, 
 Chrifl, if thee our Lord wc know. 
 
 Unto 
 
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 Unto thee betrothed in love, 
 
 A 1 ways let us faithfuT prove ! 
 
 Never rob thee of our heart, 
 
 Never give the creature part : 
 
 Only thou polfefs the whole ; 
 
 Take our body, fpirit, foul. 
 
 3 ’Stedfaft let us cleave to thee; 
 
 Love the myAIc union be ; 
 
 Un ion to the world unknown, 
 Joined to God, in fpirit one; 
 
 Wait we till the Spoule fhall come, 
 Till the Lamb fhall take us home ; 
 For his heaven the bride picpare, 
 Solemnize our nuptials there ! 
 
 II Y M N Dill. 
 
 Part the Thud. 
 
 \ /CHRIST, our Head, gone up on high, 
 
 V_ ' Be thou in thy Ipirit nighl 
 
 Advocate with God, give ear 
 To thine own effectual prayer! 
 
 2 One the Father is with thee ; 
 
 Knit us in like unity ? 
 
 Make us, O uniting Son ! 
 
 • One as thou and he are one. 
 
 3 Still, O Lord! (for thine we are,) 
 
 Still to us his name declare : 
 
 Thy revealing fpirit give, 
 
 Whom the v/orld cannot receive. 
 
 3 Fill us with the Father’s love : 
 
 Never from our fouls remove : 
 
 Dwell in us, and wc fhall be 
 Thine through all eternity. 
 
 X ' HYMN 
 
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 HYMN DIV. 
 
 Part the Fourth* 
 
 C HRIST, from whom all bleflTings flow, 
 Perfe 6 ling the faints below, 
 
 Hear us, who thy nature fhare. 
 
 Who thy myftLc body are. 
 
 2 Join us in one fpirit join, 
 
 Let us flill receive of thine : 
 
 Still for more on thee we call, 
 
 Thou, who fllleft all in all 1 
 
 3 Clofer knit to thee our Head : 
 
 Nourifh us, O Chrifl, and feed! 
 
 Let us daily growth receive, 
 
 More and more in Jefus live. 
 
 4 Jefus, we thy members are ; 
 
 Cherifh us with kindeft care; 
 
 Of thy flefh and of thy bone ; 
 
 Love, for ever love tliy own! 
 
 5 Move, and aCluate, and guide: 
 
 Divers gifts to each divide : 
 
 Placed according to thy will, 
 
 Let us all our work fulfil. 
 
 6 Never from our office move; 
 
 Needful to each other prove: 
 
 Ufe the grace on all bellowed, 
 
 'i'empered by the art of God. 
 
 7 Sweetly may we all agree, 
 
 Touched with fofteft fympathy : 
 
 Kindly for each other care; 
 
 Ev^ry member fee! its fhare. 
 
 R r 
 
 8 Wounded 
 
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 8 Wounded by the grief of one. 
 
 Now let all the members grojm: 
 Honoured, if one member is, 
 
 All partake the common blifs, 
 
 9 Many are we now and one, 
 
 We, who Jefus have put oni 
 There is neither bond tior free, 
 
 Male nor female. Lord, in theel 
 
 10 Love, like death, hath all deflroyed, 
 Rendered our diftindions void 1 
 Names, and fefts, and partiesi fall; 
 Thou, O Chrift, art all in all! 
 
 HYMN DV. 
 The Love-Feast. 
 
 Part the Firji, 
 
 a /^OME, and let us’fweetly join, 
 
 Chrill to praife in hymns divine! 
 Give we all, with one accord, 
 
 Glory to our common Lord ; 
 
 Hands, and hearts, and voice? raifc: 
 Sing as in the ancient days } 
 
 Antedate the joys above, 
 
 Celebrate the feaft of love. 
 
 2. Strive we, in affedion drive: 
 
 Let the purer flame revive ; 
 
 Such as in the martyrs glowed, 
 
 Dying champions for their God: 
 
 We like them may live and fove; 
 Called we are their joys to prove; 
 Saved with them from future wrath ; 
 Partners of like precious faith. 
 
 3 Sing 
 
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 3 Sing we then in Jefu's name, 
 
 Now as yeflerday the fame; 
 
 One in every time and place, 
 
 Full for all of truth and grace: 
 
 We for Chrifl our mafter fland, 
 Liglits in a benighted land : 
 
 We our dying Lord conFefs ; 
 
 We are Jefu’s witneffes.. 
 
 4 Witneffes that Chrifl hath died ; 
 
 We .with him are crucified ; 
 
 Chrifl; hath burfl the bands of death ; 
 Wc his quickening Spirit breathe: 
 Chrifl. is now gone up on high ; 
 Thither all our wifhes fly : 
 
 Sits at Gf)d’s right-hand above : 
 
 Tiiere with him we reign in love. 
 
 HYMN DVI. 
 
 Part the Second, 
 
 C OME, thou high and lofty Lord: 
 
 Lowly, meek, incarnate Word: 
 H umbly ftoop to earth again ; 
 
 Come, and vifit abjeft man ! 
 
 Jcfu, dear expefted gueft. 
 
 Thou art bidden to the feaft: 
 
 For thyfelf our hearts prepare ! 
 
 Come, and fit, and banquet there, 
 
 2 Jefu, wc thy promife claim : 
 
 We are met in thy great name; 
 
 In the midft do thou appear, 
 
 Manifefl thy prefence here ! 
 
 Sanftify us. Lord, and blefs! 
 
 Breathe thy Spirit, give thy peace: 
 Thou thyfelf within us move ; 
 
 Make our feafl a feaft of love.. 
 
 R r 2. 
 
 3 Let 
 
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 3 Let the fruUs of grace abound j 
 Let in us thy bovvels found, 
 Faith, and love and joy increafe, 
 iTemperance and gcntlenefs; 
 Plant in us thy humble mind, 
 Pafient, pitiful and kind: 
 
 Meek and lowly let us be, 
 
 Full of goodnefs, full of thee. 
 
 4 Make us all in thee complete; 
 Make us all for glory meet; 
 Meet to'appear before thy fight. 
 Partners with the faints in light: 
 Call, O call us each by name! 
 To the marriage of the Lamb: 
 Let us lean upon thy breaft! 
 Love be there our endlefs fcafl I 
 
 HYMN DVIL 
 Part the Third,, 
 
 1 T ET us join, ('tis God commands,) 
 
 R j Let us join our hearts and hands ; 
 Help to gain our calling’s hope, 
 
 Build we each the other up : 
 
 God his bleffing fhall difpenfe ; 
 
 God fhall crown hia ordinance, 
 
 Meet in his appointed ways, 
 
 Nourifh us with focial grace, 
 
 2 Let us then as brethren love. 
 
 Faithfully his gifts improve. 
 
 Carry on the earneft ftrife. 
 
 Walk in holinefs of life: 
 
 Still forget the things behind. 
 
 Follow Chrlfl in heart and mind. 
 Tov/ard the mark unwearied prefs [ 
 Seize the crown of rightcoufnefs.I 
 
 3 Plead 
 
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 3 Plead we thus for faith alone, 
 
 Faith which by our works is fliown,. 
 God it is who juftifies; 
 
 Only faith the grace applies ; 
 
 Aftive faith that lives within, 
 Conquers earth, and hell, and fin j 
 Sanflifies, and makes us whole, 
 
 Forms the Saviour in the foul. 
 
 4 Let us for this faith contend: 
 
 Sure falvation is its end; 
 
 Heaven already is begun, 
 
 Everlafting life is won : 
 
 Only let us perfevere, 
 
 'I'ill we fee our Lord appear; 
 
 Never from the rock remove, 
 
 Saved by faith, which works by Iov&. 
 
 HYMN DVIir.. 
 
 Part the Fourth, 
 
 j T3ARTNERS of a glorious bope, 
 
 X Lift your hearts and voices up: 
 Jointly let us rife arid fing, 
 
 Chrift our Prophet, Pried, and King ;; 
 Monuments Of Jefu’s grace, 
 
 Speak we by our lives his, praife: 
 Walk in him, we have received; 
 Shew, we not in vain believed. 
 
 2 While we walk with God In light. 
 Cod our hearts doth flill unite: 
 
 Dearefl; fellowfhip we prove, 
 Fellowfhip in Jelu’s love : 
 
 Sweetly each with each combined,. 
 
 In the bonds of duty joined. 
 
 Feels the cleanfmg blood applied, 
 Daily feels that Chrifl hath died, 
 
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 3 Still 
 
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 3 Still, O Lord, our faith increafe ! 
 Cleanfe from all unrighteoufnefs: 
 Thee the unholy cannot fee; 
 
 Make, O make us meet for theej 
 Every vile affeftion kill; 
 
 Root out every feed of ill: 
 
 Utterly abolifh fra; 
 
 Write thy law of love within,. 
 
 4 Hence may all our aftions flow, 
 Love the proof that Chrift we know: 
 Mutual love the token be, 
 
 Lord, that we belong to thee: 
 
 Love, thine image love impart! 
 Stamp it on our face and heart! 
 
 Only love to us be given: 
 
 Lord we afk no other heaven* 
 
 HYMN DIX. 
 
 1 Thou, our Hufband, Erother, Friend, 
 Behold a cloud of incenfe rife! 
 
 The prayers of faints to heaven afcend, 
 Gratef^ul, accepted facrifice! 
 
 a Regard our prayers for Sion's peace! 
 
 Shed in our hearts thy love abroad: 
 
 Thy gifts abundantly increafe: 
 
 Inlarge, and fill us all with God* 
 
 3 Before thy fheep great Shepherd go. 
 
 And guide into thy pcrfeft will! 
 
 Caufe us thy hallowed name to know, 
 
 The work of faith in us fulfil. 
 
 4 Help us to make our calling fure; 
 
 O let us all be faints indeed! 
 
 And pure as thou thyfelf art pure ; 
 Conformed in all things to our head. 
 
 5 Take 
 
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 5 Take the dear purchafe of thy bloodf 
 
 Thy blood (hall wafh us white as fnow, 
 Prcient us fanftificd to God, 
 
 And pcrfeftcd in love below. 
 
 6 That blood which cleanfes from all fin^ 
 
 That efficacious blood apply. 
 
 And wafti, and make us wholly clean, 
 
 And change, and throughly fanftify, 
 
 7 From all iniquity redeem, 
 
 Cleanfe by the water and the word; 
 
 And free from every fpot of blame. 
 
 And make the iervant as his Loidl 
 
 HYMN DX. 
 
 > friendftiip fanftify and’guide, 
 
 Unmixt with (elfifhnels and pride^ 
 Thy glory be our fingle aitr I 
 In all our intercourfe below. 
 
 Still let us in thy footffeps go. 
 
 And never meet but in thy name,. 
 
 Fix oathyfelf our fingle eye! 
 
 Still let us.on thyfelf rely. 
 
 For all the help, that each conveys; 
 
 The help as from thy hand receive. 
 
 And ftill to thee all glory give. 
 
 All thanks, all might, all love, all praife. 
 
 2 Whate’er thou doff on one bellow, 
 
 Let each the doubled blefling know, 
 
 Let each the common burden bear; 
 
 In comforts and in griefs agree. 
 
 And wreffle for his friends with thee, 
 
 In all thd omnipotence of prayer. 
 
 Our mutual prayer accept and leal! 
 
 In all, thy glorious felf reveal; 
 
 I All with the fire of love baptize! 
 
 The kingdom in our fouls reftore; 
 
 And keep, till we can fin no more, 
 
 Till all in thy whole image iifc. 
 
 3 Witneffes 
 
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 3 WitnefTes of tfie all-cleanfing bldo^, 
 Long may we work the wc^rks of Gocf', 
 And do thy will like thofe abnvel 
 Together fpread the gofpel-found, 
 
 And fcatter peace oh all around, 
 
 And joy, and happinefs, and love. 
 True yoke-fellows by love compelled, 
 To labour in the gofpel-ficld, 
 
 Our all let us delight to fpertd,. 
 
 In gathering in thy lambs and fhecp, 
 AfTured that thou our I'ouls wilt keep, 
 Wilt keep us faithful to the end. 
 
 HYMN DXI, 
 
 a TESU, thou great redeeming Lord, 
 
 I The kingdom of thy peace reftored 
 Let all thy followers perceive, 
 
 And happy in thy fpirit live; 
 
 Retain the grace through thee beflowed,. 
 The favour, and the power of God, 
 
 2 Give all thy faints to find in thee 
 The fulnefs of the Deity; 
 
 His nature, life, and mind to prove, 
 
 In perfeft holinefs and love ■ 
 
 Fountain of grace, ihyfelf make known, 
 With God and man-for ever one. 
 
 3 Still with and in thy people dwell; 
 
 Thy gracious plenitude reveal, 
 
 Till, coming with thy heavenly train. 
 We eye to eye behold the man, 
 
 And lhare thy majefty divine, 
 
 And mount our thrones encircling thine. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN DXII. 
 
 j XCEPT fhe Lord conduft the plan, 
 
 X j The befl-concerted fchcmes'are vain, 
 And nev-er can fucceed; 
 
 We Ipcnd our wretched llrength for nought; 
 But if our works in thee are wrought, 
 
 They fhall be bleft indeed. 
 
 2 Lord, if thou didll thyfelf infpire 
 Our fouls with this intenfe defire, 
 
 Thy goodnefs to proclaim; 
 
 Thy glory if we now intend, 
 
 O let our deed begin and end 
 Complete in Jelu’s name! 
 
 3 In Jefu’s name behold we meet, 
 
 Far from an evil world retreat, 
 
 And all its frantic ways; 
 
 One only thing rcfolvedto know, 
 
 And fquare our uleful lives below. 
 
 By reafon and by grace, 
 
 4 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell, 
 
 Not in the dark, monaftic cell, 
 
 By vows and grates confined; 
 
 Freely to all ourTelves wc give, 
 
 Conffrained by Jefu’s love to live 
 The fervants of mankind. 
 
 5 Now, Jefu, now thy love impart. 
 
 To govern each devoted heart. 
 
 And fit us for thy will! 
 
 Deep founded in the truth of grace, 
 
 Build up thy rifing church, and place 
 The city on the hill. 
 
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 6 O let our faith and love abound! 
 
 O let our lives to all around 
 With pureft luftrc fhine! 
 
 That all around our works may fee. 
 And give the glory. Lord, to th'ee, 
 The heavenly light divine! 
 
 fj Y M N DXIir. 
 
 1 /^OME, wifdom, power, and grace divinef 
 
 Come, Jefus, in thy name to join 
 A happy, chofen band. 
 
 Who fain would prove thine utmoft will, 
 And all thy righteous laws fulfil, 
 
 In love’s benign command. 
 
 2 If pure, efiential love thou art. 
 
 Thy nature into every heart, 
 
 Thy loving felf infpire : 
 
 Bid all our fimple fouls be one, 
 
 United in a bond unknown, 
 
 Baptized with heavenly fire, 
 
 3; Still may we to our centre tend, 
 
 To fpread thy praife our common end. 
 
 To help each other on ; 
 
 Companions through the wildernefs; 
 
 To lhare a moment’s pain, and feize 
 An eyerlafting crown. 
 
 4 Jefus our tendered fouls prepare t 
 Infufe the fofteft, focial care, 
 
 The warmeft charity; 
 
 The bowels of our bleeding Lamb, 
 
 The virtues of thy wonderous name, 
 
 The heart that was in thee. 
 
 5 Sjlipply 
 
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 5 Supply what every member wants; 
 To found ihe.fcUowlhip of faints, 
 Thy fpirit, Lord, fupply; 
 
 So fnall we all thy love receive, 
 Together to thy glory live. 
 
 And to thy glory die. 
 
 HYMN DXIV. 
 
 j /^Saviour, call a gracious fmile! 
 
 Our gloomy guilt, and felfini guile. 
 And (by dillruft remove: 
 
 The true fimplicity impart, 
 
 To fafhion every paffive heart, 
 
 And mould it into love, 
 
 2 Our naked hearts to thee we raife; 
 Whate'er obftrufts thy work of grace, 
 
 For ever drive it hence : 
 
 Exert thy all-fubduing power, 
 
 And each regenerate foul reftore 
 To child-like innocence. 
 
 3 Soon as in thee we gam a part. 
 
 Our fpirit purged from nature’s art 
 
 Appears, by grace forgiven : 
 
 We then purfue our foie defign. 
 
 To lofe our melting will in thine, 
 
 And want no other heaven. 
 
 4 O that we now the power might feel. 
 
 To do on earth thy bleffed will, 
 
 As angels do above! 
 
 In thee, the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
 'lo walk, and perfectly to’ obey 
 Thy fweet conllraining love! 
 
 5 Jefu, 
 
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 5 Jefu, fulfil our one defire, 
 
 And fpread the fpark of living fire 
 Through every hallowed breafl: 
 Blefs with divine conformity, 
 
 And give us now to find in thee 
 Our everlafting reft. 
 
 hymn dxv. 
 
 1 T TQLY Lamb, who thee confefS, 
 JLl. Followers of thy holinefs, 
 Thee they ever keep in view, 
 
 Ever afk, “What fhall we do ?” 
 
 2 Governed by thy only will, 
 
 All thy words we would 
 Would in all thy footRcps go, 
 Walk as Jefus walked below. 
 
 g While thou doft on earth appear, 
 
 ° Servant to thy fervants here ; 
 Mindful of thy place above, 
 
 All thy life was prayer and love. 
 
 4 Such our whole employment be. 
 Works of faith and charity ; 
 
 Works of love on man bellowed, 
 Secret intercouife with God. 
 
 5 Early in the temple met, 
 
 Let us ftill our Saviour greet; 
 Kightly to the mount repair, 
 
 Join our praying Pattern there. 
 
 6 There by wreflling faith obtain 
 Pow^r to work for God again ; 
 Power his image to retrieve, 
 
 Power like thee our Lord to live. 
 
 7 Veflels, 
 
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 7 VefTels, infliuments of grace, 
 
 Pafs we thus our happy days, 
 ’Twixt the mount and multitude, 
 Doing or receiving good ; 
 
 8 Glad to pray and labour on, 
 
 Till our earthly courfc is run. 
 Till we on the facred tree, 
 
 Bow the head and die like thee. 
 
 HYMN DXVI. 
 
 1 /^OME, thou all-infpiring Spirit, 
 
 Into every longing heartl 
 Bought for us by Jefu’s merit, 
 
 Now thy blilsful felf impart! 
 
 Sign our uncontefted pardon, 
 
 Wafh us in the atoning blood! 
 Make our heart a watered garden, 
 Fill our fpotlefs fouls with God. 
 
 2 If thou gaveft the enlarged defire, 
 
 Which for thee we ever feel, 
 
 Now our panting fouls infpire, 
 
 Now our cancelled fin reveal; 
 Claim us for thy habitation; 
 
 Dwell within our hallowed brcafl; 
 Seal us heirs of full falvation, 
 
 Fitted for our heavenly reft. 
 
 2 Give us quietly to tarry. 
 
 Till for all thy glory meet? 
 Waiting like attentive Mary, 
 
 Happy at the Saviour’s feet: 
 
 Keep us by the v/orld unfpotted. 
 From all earthly paiTions free; 
 Wholly to thyfelf devoted; 
 
 Fixt to live and die for thee. 
 
 Sf 
 
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 ^ WrellUng on in mighty prayer. 
 Lord, we will not let thee go. 
 Till thou all thy mind declare. 
 All thy grace on us beftow ; 
 Peace, the feal of fm forgiven, 
 Joy and perfeft love impart, 
 Prefent, evcrlafling heaven , 
 
 All thou haft, and all thou art! 
 
 HYMN DXVII. 
 
 1 /CHRIST, whofe glory fills the fkics, 
 
 That famous ^*lant thou art] 
 
 Tree of Life eternal rife. 
 
 In every longing heart! 
 
 Bid us find the food in thee. 
 
 For which our deathlefs fpirits pine, 
 Fed with immortaUiy, 
 
 And filled with lovedivine. 
 
 2 Long v^e have our burden borne, 
 
 Our own unfaithfulnefs, 
 
 Objeft of the heathens’ fcorn, 
 
 Who mocked our fcanty grace; 
 
 Jefus, our reproach remove f 
 
 Let fin no more thy people fhame! 
 Shew us rooted in thy love. 
 
 In life and death the fame. 
 
 3 On thy fpotlefs people fhow 
 
 Thy power and conftancy ; 
 
 Giv^e us thus to feel and know 
 Ouv fellowPnip with thee : 
 
 Give us all thy mind to’ exprefs. 
 
 And blamelefs in our Lord to’ abide, 
 Tranferipts of thy hohnefs, 
 
 Thy fair, unfpotted bride! 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 HYMN DXVin. 
 
 t /^OME, let us ufe the grace divine, 
 And all with one accord, 
 
 In a perpetual covenant join 
 Ourfclvcs to Chnft the Lord: 
 
 8 Give up ourfelvesj through Jefu’s pow^r, 
 His name to glorify, 
 
 And promife in this facred hour 
 ■ Lor God to live and die. 
 
 3 The covenant, we this moment make, 
 
 Be ever kept in mind: 
 
 We will no more our God forfake, 
 
 Or call his words behind. 
 
 4 We never will throw off his fear. 
 
 Who hears our folemn vow ; 
 
 And if thou art well pleafed to hear, 
 Come down, and meet us now ! 
 
 5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 Let all our hearts receive ! 
 
 Prefent with the celellial hoft. 
 
 The peaceful anfwer give! 
 
 6 To each the covenant-blood apply. 
 
 Which takes our fins away ; 
 
 And regifter our names on high, 
 
 And keep us to that day! 
 
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 SECTION 
 
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 5 E C T I O N IV 
 
 At Parting, 
 
 HYMN DXIX. 
 
 1 T ORD, we thy will obey, 
 
 S -i And in thy pleafure reft: 
 
 We, only we, can fay, 
 
 “ Whatever is, is befl:; 
 
 Joyful to meet, willing to part, 
 Convinced we ftill are one in heart. 
 
 a Hereby we fweetly know. 
 
 Our love proceeds from thee, 
 
 We let each other go, 
 
 From every creature free ; 
 
 And cry in anfwer to thy call, 
 
 “ Thou art, O Chrift, our all in all!” 
 
 3 Our Hufband, Brother, Frieird, 
 
 Our Counfellor divine ! 
 
 Thy chofcn ones depend 
 On no fupport but thine: 
 
 Our everlafting Comforter! 
 
 We cannot want, if thou art here. 
 
 4 Still let us, gracious Lord, 
 
 Sit loofe to all below : 
 
 And, to thy loVe reftorcd, 
 
 No other portion know ; 
 
 Stand fall in glorious liberty. 
 
 And live and die wrapt up in thee} 
 
 HYMN DXX. 
 
 5 "O LEST be the dear, uniting love, 
 
 That will not let us part! 
 
 Our bodies may far off remove ; 
 
 We ftill are one in heart. 
 
 2 JointSd 
 
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 2 Joined in one fpirit to our Head, 
 Where he appoints we go ; 
 
 And dill in Jefis’s footfleps tread, 
 
 And (hew his praifc below. 
 
 2 O may we ever walk in him ! 
 
 And nothing know hcfide, 
 
 Nothing defire, nothing efteem, 
 
 But Jefus crucified ! 
 
 4 Cloferand clofer let us cleave 
 To his beloved embrace ; 
 
 Expeft his fulnefs to receive. 
 
 And grace to anfwer grace, 
 
 g Partakers of the Saviour’s grace, 
 
 The fame in mind and heart, 
 
 Nor j.oy, nor grief, nor time, nor place, 
 Nor life, nor death can part. 
 
 Q But let us haflen to the’day, 
 
 Which ihall our flefh reftore : 
 
 When death fhrdl all be done away. 
 And bodies part no more ! 
 
 HYMN DXXI, 
 
 j ^ ND let our bodies part, 
 
 IX. To different climes repalrl 
 Infeparably joined in heart 
 The friends of Jefus arei 
 
 2 Jefus the corner-ftone 
 
 Did firll our h^earts unite ! 
 
 And ftill he keeps our fpirits one, 
 
 Who walk with him in white, 
 
 2 O let us ftrll proceed 
 
 In Jelu’s work below!' 
 
 And, following our triumphant Head, 
 To farther conquefts go. 
 
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 4 The vi'neyard of their Lord 
 Before his labourers lies; • 
 
 And lo ! we fee the vaft reward, 
 
 Which waits us in the (kies. 
 
 Q O let our heart and mind 
 Continually afcend, 
 
 That haven of repofe to find, 
 
 Where all our labours end! 
 
 6 Where all our tolls are o’er, 
 
 Our fuffering and our pain! 
 
 Who meet on that eternal fhore, 
 
 Shall never part again. 
 
 ^ O happy, happy place. 
 
 When faints and angels meet! 
 
 There we (hall fee each other’s face. 
 And all our brethren greet, 
 
 8 The church of the firft*born. 
 
 We fiiall with them be blefl. 
 
 And crowned with endlefs joy return 
 To our eternal reft. 
 
 g With joy we fhall behold. 
 
 In yonder bleft abode, 
 
 The patriarchs and prophets old. 
 
 And all the faints of God. 
 
 10 Abraham and Ifaac there. 
 
 And Jacob {hall receive 
 The followers of their faith and prayer. 
 Who now in bodies live. 
 
 11 We {hall our time beneath 
 
 Live out in cheerful hope, 
 
 And fearlefs pafs the vale of death, 
 
 And gain the mountain-top. 
 
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 la To gather home his own 
 
 God fliall his angels fend, 
 
 And bid our blifs on earth begun, 
 
 In dealhlefs triumphs end. 
 
 HYMN DXXH. 
 
 1 TESUS, accept the praife 
 
 B That to thy name belongs! 
 
 Matter of all our praife, 
 
 Subjetl of all our fongs: 
 
 Through thee we now together came, 
 
 And part exulting in thy name, 
 
 2 In flefh we part awhile, 
 
 But Hill in fpiritjoined, 
 
 To" embrace the happy toil, 
 
 Thou hail to each alTigned: 
 
 And, while we do thy bleffcd will. 
 
 We bear our heaven about us Hill, 
 
 3 O let us thus go on 
 
 In all thy pleafant ways! 
 
 And armed with patience run 
 With joy the appointed race! 
 
 Keep us and ev^ry feeking foul, 
 
 Till all attain the heavenly goal. 
 
 4 There we Ihall meet again. 
 
 When all our toils are o’er. 
 
 And death, and grief, and pain. 
 
 And parting are no more: 
 
 We Ihall with all our brethren rife. 
 
 And grafp thee in the flaming (kies, 
 
 5 O happy, happy day,' 
 
 That calls thy exiles home! 
 
 The heavens (hall pafs’away; 
 
 The eartli receive its doom: 
 
 Earth we fhall view and heaven deltroycd, 
 And Ihout above the fiery void* 
 
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 6 Tiiefe eyes fhall fee them fall, 
 
 Mountains, and ftars, and (kies! 
 
 Thefe eyes (hall fee them all 
 Out of their afhes rife! 
 
 Thefe lips his praifes fhall rehearfe, 
 Whofe nod reltores the univerle! 
 
 7 According to his word, 
 
 His oath to finners given, 
 
 We look to fee reflored 
 
 The ruined earth and heaven; 
 
 Ill a new World his truth to prove, 
 
 A world of righteoufnefs and love, 
 
 8 Then let us wait the found, 
 
 That (hall our fouls releafe, 
 
 And labour to be found 
 Of him in fpotlefs peace; 
 
 In perfe£f holinefs renewed. 
 
 Adorned with Chnh, and meet for Godf 
 
 HYMN DXXIII. 
 
 3 OD of all confolatlon take 
 viX The glory of thy grace! 
 iPay gifts to thee we render back. 
 
 In ceafelefs fongs of praife. 
 
 3 Ybrough thee we now together came, 
 
 .In finglenefs of heart: 
 
 We met, O Jefus, in thy name, 
 
 And in thy name we part. 
 
 g We part in body, not in mind.; 
 
 Our minds continue one; 
 
 And'each to each in Jelus joinW, 
 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 4 Sub fills aS in us all one foul; 
 
 No power can make us twain; 
 
 And mountains rife, and oceans roll, 
 
 To fever us in vain. 
 
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 5 Prefent we ftill in fpirit are, 
 
 And intimately nigh, 
 
 While oh the wings of faith antj prayer, 
 We each to other fly. 
 
 6 In Jefus Chrifl: together we 
 
 In heavenly places fit; 
 
 Clothed with the fun, we fmile to fee 
 The moon beneath our feet. 
 
 7 Our life is hid with Chrifl in God: 
 
 Our life fhall foon appear, 
 
 And fhed his glory all abroad, 
 
 In all his members here. 
 
 8 The heavenly treafure now we have 
 
 In a vile houfe of clay; 
 
 But he fliall to the utmoft fave, 
 
 And keep it to that day. 
 
 g Our fouls are in his mighty hand, 
 
 And he fhall keep them flill; 
 
 And you and I fhall furely (land 
 With him on Sion's hill! 
 
 ao Him eye to eye we there fhall fee; 
 
 Our face like his fhall fhine: 
 
 O what a glorious company. 
 
 When faints and angels joint 
 
 11 O what a joyful meeting there! 
 
 In robes of white arrayed, 
 
 Palms in our hands we all fhall bear, 
 And crowns upon our, head. 
 
 12 Then let us lawfully contend. 
 
 And fight our palTage through; 
 
 Bear in our faithful minds the end, 
 
 And keep the prize in view. 
 
 J3 Then 
 
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 13 Then let us haflen to the day, 
 
 When all fhall be brought homei 
 Come, O Redeemer, come away! 
 
 O Jefus, quickly come! 
 
 HYMN DXXIV. 
 
 4 
 
 S^cc thy followers, O Lamb! 
 
 All at once to thee afpire:' 
 
 D rawn by thy uniting grace, 
 
 After thee we fwiftiy run: 
 
 Hand in hand we feek Ihy face; 
 Come, and perfeft us in one! 
 
 2 Mollify our harfher will; 
 
 Each to each our tempers fuit,. 
 
 By thy modulating (kill, 
 
 Heart to heart, as lute to lute: 
 Sweetly on our fpirits move! 
 
 Gently touch the’ trembling firings! 
 Make the harmony of love, 
 
 Mufic for the King of kings! 
 
 3 See the'fouls that hang on thee; 
 
 Severed though in llefh wc arc, 
 Joined in fpirit all agree; 
 
 All thy only love declare. 
 
 Spread tny love to all around;. 
 
 Hark ! we now our voices raife!. 
 Joyful, confentaneous found, 
 
 Sweeten, fympathy of praife! 
 
 4 Jefu’s praife be all our fong; 
 
 While we Jefu’s praife repeat, 
 Glide Our happy hours along, 
 
 Glide with down upon their feet: 
 
 Far 
 
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 Far from forrow, fin, and fear, 
 
 Till we take our feats above, 
 Live we all as angels here. 
 
 Only fing, and praife, and love! 
 
 HYMN DXXV. 
 
 3 T IFT up your hearts to things above. 
 Ye followers of the Lamb, 
 
 And join with us to praife his love. 
 
 And glorify his name: 
 
 To Jefu’s name give thanks and fing. 
 Whole mercies never end: 
 
 Rejoice! rejoice! the Lord is King! 
 
 The King is now our Friend! 
 
 2 Wc for his fake count all things lofs, 
 
 On earthly good look down, 
 
 And joyfully fuflain the crofs, 
 
 I'ill we receive the crownj 
 O let us ftir each other up. 
 
 Our faith by works to’ approve, 
 
 By holy, purifying hope. 
 
 And the fweet tafle of love ! 
 
 3 Love us, though far in flefh disjoined, 
 
 Ye lovers of the Lamb; 
 
 And ever bears us on your mind. 
 
 Who think and fpeak the fame: ' 
 
 You on our minds v/e ever bear, 
 Whoe’er to Jefus bow; 
 
 Stretch out the arms of faith and prayer, 
 And lo! we reach you now. 
 
 The bleflings all on you be fhed. 
 
 Which God in Chriff imparts; 
 
 Wc pray the fpirit of our Head 
 Into your faithful hearts: 
 
 Merc 
 
C 504 ] 
 
 Mercy and peace your portion be, 
 To carnal minds unknown ; 
 
 The hidden manna, and the tree 
 Of life, and the white ftone. 
 
 5 Let all who for the promife wait, 
 The Holy Ghoft receive j 
 And raifed to ourunfinnmg ftat.e, 
 With God in Eden live ! 
 
 Live till the Lord in ^lory come, 
 And wait his heaven to fhare! 
 He now is fitting up our home: 
 Go on! we’ll meet you there I 
 
 F J N J S. 
 
The CONTENTS. 
 
 PART I. 
 
 CONTAIMIKC I M T R OI>tT CT O R V HYMNS# 
 
 Seft. I. IT' Xhorling and be/eeching to return to 
 XL/ God, — — 
 
 II. Defcnbing, i . Thepleafantnefs of Reli¬ 
 gion, — — — 
 
 -- 2. The goodnefs of God, — 
 
 _— 3. Death, — — — 
 
 __4, Jhidgment, —— — 
 
 - — 5. Heaven, —• — 
 
 6 . Hell, 
 
 Page 
 
 III 
 
 Sea. I. 
 
 11 . 
 
 Sea. 1. 
 11 . 
 
 III 
 
 IV 
 V. 
 
 Sea. 
 
 11 . 
 
 III. 
 
 IV. 
 
 V. 
 
 VI. 
 VII 
 VII 
 
 IX. 
 
 X. 
 
 Sea. I. 
 
 II. 
 
 III. 
 
 IV. 
 
 , Praying for a BUffing, — 
 
 PART II. 
 
 Defrrihing formal Religion, —* 
 -- inward Religion, ——. 
 
 PART III. 
 
 Praying for Repentance, —■ - 
 
 For Mourners convinced of Sin, — 
 
 . - brought to‘the Birth, 
 
 , Convinced of Backfliding, — — 
 
 Recovered, — — — 
 
 PART IV. 
 
 For Relievers, Rejoicing, — — 
 
 - Fighting, — — 
 
 . —- P’'ayieig, — — 
 
 Watching, — — 
 
 Working, — — 
 
 Suffering, 
 
 >7 
 
 27 
 
 43 
 
 69 
 
 81 
 
 8> 
 
 90 
 
 95 
 
 98 
 106 
 126 
 
 165 
 
 •77 
 
 •S5 
 253 
 
 283 
 294 
 
 307 
 
 - ~jj - ■ - ■-f,, 3 ’ 3 
 
 Groaning for full Redemption, 322 
 
 1. - Brought to the Birth, 374 
 
 - S’aood, — — 396 
 
 — --- Interceding for the World, ^1^ 
 
 PART V. 
 
 For the Society, meeting, — — 447 
 
 -- Giving Thanks, — 455 
 
 - Praying, — — 467 
 
 Parting, - ^ ^96 
 
 Tt 
 
 INDEX. 
 
INDEX. 
 
 A 
 
 Page. Hymn. 
 
 A braham, wlien feverely tried, 274 277 
 A charge to keep 1 have, — 306 309 
 
 Adam defcended from above, —- 127 125 
 
 A fountam of life and of grace, - 80 77 
 
 After all that ! have done, - 180 178 
 
 Again we lift our voice, - 54 51 
 
 Ah, foolifli world, forbear! 97 94 
 
 Ah, Lord, wkh trembling I confefs, 305 308 
 
 Ah, lovely appearance of death ! —■ ,50 47 
 
 Ah, when fhall 1 awake?-291 294 
 
 Ah, whither fhould 1 go ? —--- 149 
 
 All glory to God in the fky, - 213 zit 
 
 All thanks b^ to God, - - et' 2>o 
 
 All thanks to the Lamb, &c. 449 4^9 
 
 All things are poRible to him - 3 ^‘ 3^9 
 
 All mighty God of love, -- 422 440 
 
 A nation God delights to blefs,- 435 454 
 
 And am 1 bom to die ? 45 4 * 
 
 And am 1 only born to die ? 47 4 * 
 
 And are we yet alive ? 447 4^6 
 
 And can it be, that I fhould gam - 197 I93 
 
 And let our bodies part, --- 497 
 
 Angels your march oppofe, -— 3^^! 3°^ 
 
 Appointed by thee, &c. —-— 45 ^ 47 ^ 
 
 Are there not in the labourer s day, 269 272 
 
 Arife my foul, arife, —-— * 9 ° 
 
 Arife my foul, arife, —-- ^ 9 ° ’94 
 
 Arm of the Lord, ayvake, awake, 3°9 275 
 
 A thouland 
 
INDEX. 
 
 A thoufand oracles divine — 
 
 Page. Mymn. 
 
 25 ‘ 524 
 
 Author of faith, eternal Word, — 
 
 95 
 
 9 * 
 
 Author of faith, to thee 1 cry, — 
 
 Author of faith, we feek thy face — 
 
 ' ' 7 
 
 114 
 
 428 
 
 446 
 
 Away with our fears, — — 
 
 223 
 
 22 t 
 
 Away with our forrow and fear, — 
 
 75 
 
 7 ‘ 
 
 B 
 
 Behold tlie Saviour of mankind - 
 Behold the fervant of the Lord! 
 
 Be It according to thy word! — 
 Be it my only wifdom here — 
 Bid me of men beware, — — 
 
 BlefTing, honour, thanks, and praife, 
 Blefl be our everlafting Lord, — 
 Bleft be the dear, uniting love. 
 
 But, above all, lay hold — 
 
 But can It be tliat I fhould prove 
 But who fufficient is to lead? — 
 By faith we find the place above, 
 
 C 
 
 - 27 22 
 ~ 403 4>7 
 
 346 352 
 
 — 307 3 “ 
 
 — 300 302 
 
 — , 5 * 49 
 
 239 239 
 
 496 520 
 
 — 255 259 
 
 — 270 273 
 
 — 444 463 
 
 — 66 63 
 
 Captain of Ifrael’s hoft, and guide — 
 Captain of our falvation, take — — 
 
 Call on the fidelity — — — 
 
 Centre of our hopes thou art, — 
 Chrifl, from whom all blellings flow, 
 Chrifl, our Head, gone up on high, — 
 Chrifl, whofe glory fills the fkies, — 
 Come all, who’erhave fet — — 
 
 Come, and let us fweetlyjoin, — 
 Come away to the fkics! — — 
 
 Come, Father', Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 Come, father. Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 Come, holy, celeflial Dove, — 
 Come, Holy (ihofl, all-quickening fire. 
 Come, Holy Ghofl, all quickening fire. 
 Come, Holy Ghofl, our hearts inipire, 
 T t 2 
 
 30 3'7 
 
 444 4^2 
 
 318 326 
 
 476 498 
 
 481 504 
 
 480 503 
 
 494 5‘7 
 463 484 
 
 482 305 
 
 457 478 
 
 243 243 
 250, 253 
 
 442 461 
 
 445 464 
 
 i6i 159 
 33* 34‘ 
 
 358 363 
 
 88 85 
 
 Come, 
 
INDEX, 
 
 Page. Hymn. 
 
 Come, let iis anew, &c. — — 49 45 
 
 Come, let anew — ^64 485 
 
 Come, let us arife, — ,— 46^ 482 
 
 Come, let us afeend, — — 465 486 
 
 Come, let us life the grace divine, 495 518 
 
 Come, let us who in Chrifl believe, 203 qoo 
 Come, O my God the promife feal! 395 405 
 
 Come on, my partners in diflrefs, — 316 324 
 
 Come, O thou all-vi£lorious Lord ! -— 85 , 82 
 
 Come, O thou Traveller unknown ! 338 136 
 
 Come, Saviour, Jefu, from above! —> 273 276 
 
 Come, fmners, to the gofpel-feafl: — 0 2 
 
 Come, thou all-infpiring Spirit, — 493 516 
 
 Come, thou high and lofty Lord! — 483 5 cKj 
 
 Come, thou omnifeient Son of Man, 468 488 
 
 Come, wifdom, pow^r and grace divine, 490 513 
 Come, ye followers of the Lord, 284 386 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord, — — ay 12 
 
 Come, ye weary finners, come, — — 33 28 
 
 D 
 
 Deepen the wound,thy hands have made, 354 359 
 Depth of mercy, can there be —- 165 i 6 z 
 Drooping foul, fhake of thy fears, —■ 140 137 
 
 E 
 
 Enflavcd to fenfe, to pleafure prone, 
 
 Equip me for the war, — —■ 
 
 Eternal Beam of light divine, — 
 
 Eternal Power, whofe high abode 
 Eternal, fpotlefs Lamb of God, —- 
 
 Eternal Wifdom, thee we praife, 
 
 Ever fainting with defire, 
 
 Except the Lord condufl the plan, 
 
 Expand thy wings celeftial Dove, 
 
 Extended on a curfed tree, ' 
 
 F 
 
 Fain would 1 leave the world below, 151 148 
 
 Father, 
 
 J06 J04 
 
 257 263 
 
 3‘9 328 
 305 307 
 
 228 227 
 
 218 217 
 
 33 ^ 344 
 
 489 51a 
 
 a iq 117 
 
 28 23 
 
INDEX. 
 
 
 Fathefj at t!iy footRool fee «»=■ 
 
 ^78 
 
 500 
 
 Father, 1 dare believe —' 
 
 . — 
 
 
 398 
 
 Father, if juflly flill we claim 
 
 — 
 
 426 
 
 444 
 
 Father^-if thou mull reprove 
 
 — 
 
 *74 
 
 172 
 
 Father, in the name 1 pray 
 
 — 
 
 S '9 
 
 327 
 
 Father, into thy hands alone 
 
 — 
 
 400 
 
 420 
 
 Father of all, by whom we are. 
 
 — 
 
 i'l,') 
 
 45,4 
 
 Father of all, in whom alone. 
 
 — 
 
 83 
 
 86 
 
 Father of all whofe powerful voice» 
 
 227 
 
 225 
 
 Father of everlafting grace, 
 
 — 
 
 361 
 
 366 
 
 Father of faithful Abraham, hear 
 
 — 
 
 421 
 
 439 
 
 Father of Jefus Chrift my Lord, 
 
 — 
 
 343 
 
 350 
 
 Father of Jef us Chrift the juft, 
 
 — 
 
 » 4 S 
 
 14a 
 
 Father of lights, from whom proceeds, 
 
 98 
 
 96 
 
 Father of lights^ thy needtul aid 
 
 — 
 
 437 
 
 457 
 
 Father of me and all mankind, 
 
 — 
 
 242 
 
 242 
 
 Father of omniprefent grace, 
 
 
 82 
 
 79 
 
 Father of our dying Lord, — 
 
 
 47 * 
 
 49a 
 
 Father fee this living clod, 
 
 
 353 
 
 357 
 
 Father, bon, and Holy Choft, — 
 
 . — 
 
 404 
 
 418 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 — 
 
 445 
 
 4 t '5 
 
 Father, Son, and Spirit, hear. 
 
 — 
 
 478 
 
 500 
 
 Father, to thee I lift my eyes, 
 
 — 
 
 295 
 
 297 
 
 Father, to thee my foul I lift, 
 
 — 
 
 409 
 
 4«3 
 
 Fondly my foolifh heart effays 
 
 — 
 
 
 282 
 
 Forever here my reft (hall be, 
 
 . — 
 
 
 337 
 
 Forgive us for thy mercy’s fake, 
 
 — 
 
 476 
 
 497 
 
 Form in thy name, O f.ord, I go 
 
 — 
 
 309 
 
 3*5 
 
 Fountain of life and all my joy, 
 
 
 222 
 
 220 
 
 Friend of finners, in thy hearty 
 
 — 
 
 ilO 
 
 107 
 
 G 
 
 Give ^Tory to Jefus our ITead, — 
 
 55 
 
 5 * 
 
 Give me the enlarged defire, — 
 
 356 
 
 361 
 
 Give me the faith which can remove 
 
 407 
 
 421 
 
 Glorious God accept a heart, — 
 
 234 
 
 ®33 
 
 Glorious Saviour of my foul, — 
 
 207 
 
 2c6 
 
 Glory be to God above, — —- 
 
 448 
 
 468 
 
 Glory to God, whofe fovereign grace 
 
 io8 
 
 >95 
 
 * ^ Q 
 
 
 Gcd 
 
INDEX; 
 
 Goi 3 ' ij in tfiis'and every place; — 
 
 God of all confolation, take —- 
 
 God of all grace and inajelly, 
 
 God of all power and grace, — 
 God of all power, and truth, and grace, 
 God of all-redeeming grace, —- 
 God of almighty love, — — 
 
 God of Daniel, hear my prayer, 
 
 God of eternal truth and grace, ^ - 
 God of Ifrael’s fait'hful three, — 
 God of love, thou hearcfl the prayer, 
 God of my life, to thee —- — 
 
 God of my life what juft return — 
 God of my life whofe gracious power 
 God of my falvation, hear, — 
 
 God of unfpotted purity, — 
 
 God only wife, almighty, good, — 
 God, the offended God mofi high, —■ 
 God, who didft fo dearly buy^ — 
 Good thou art, and good thou doft, 
 Gracious Redeemer, fhake — 
 
 Great God, to rae the fight afford, - 
 
 H 
 
 Hail, Father, Son, and HolyGhoR, 
 Hail, Father, Son, and Spirit great, 
 Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord, — 
 
 Happy day of union fweet! — 
 
 Happy man whom God doth aid •, 
 Happy foul, that free from harms, 
 Happy foul, who fees the .day, — 
 Happy the man that finds the grace, 
 Happy the fouls, that firll believed, 
 Happy the fouls to Jefus joined, 
 
 Hark, a voice divides the fky! —- 
 
 Hark ! how the watchmen cry ! 
 Hearken to the foiemn voice. 
 
 Heavenly Father, fovereign Lord, — 
 He'comes! becomes! the Judge fevere 
 Kelp, Lord, to whom for help I‘ fly, 
 
 Page. Hymn. 
 
 s i6' 
 
 “3 
 
 500 
 
 523 
 
 ggS 
 
 298 
 
 429 
 
 448 
 
 - 374 
 
 380 
 
 402 
 
 4'5 
 
 308 
 
 3'4 
 
 ‘57 
 
 ‘56 
 
 323 
 
 333 
 
 342 
 
 349 
 
 473 
 
 494 
 
 22 1 
 
 219 
 
 ‘ 5 ‘ 
 
 149* 
 
 277 
 
 280 
 
 171 
 
 168 
 
 425 
 
 442 
 
 436 
 
 456 
 
 ‘7 
 
 11 
 
 396 
 
 406 
 
 238 
 
 236 
 
 294 
 
 296 
 
 240 
 
 240 
 
 230 
 
 229 
 
 246 
 
 248 
 
 249 
 
 251 
 
 420 
 
 437 
 
 225 
 
 223 
 
 ^ 1-8 
 
 ‘3 
 
 ‘93 
 
 189 
 
 ‘9 
 
 ‘4 
 
 21 
 
 16 
 
 20 
 
 ‘5 
 
 53 
 
 50 
 
 303 
 
 305 
 
 57 
 
 S 3 
 
 329 
 
 S3 9 
 
 1 59 
 
 65 
 
 298 
 
 
index: 
 
 Page. Hymn, 
 
 He wills, that I fliouW holy be> — 385 396 
 
 Ho! every one, that thirds, draw nigh j to 4 
 Holy, and true, and righteous Lord, 375 38* 
 Holy as thee, O Lord, is none! —- •— 239 23^ 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord, — —i 249 252 
 
 Holy Lamb, who thee confefs, — — 493 515 
 
 Holy Lamb, who thee receive, ~ — 331 340 
 
 How can a Tinner know — .— — 95 93 
 
 How do thy mercies clofe me round, 220 218 
 
 How good and pleafant 'tis to fee, — 457 477 
 
 How nappy are the little flock, — 64 6t 
 
 How happy are we, . 455 476 
 
 How happy, gracio.us Lord, are we, 215 213 
 
 How happy Is the pilgrim’s lot! — 70 6p 
 
 How (hall a loft Tinner in pain — — ryo 167 
 
 How fliall I walk my God to pleaTe, 440 459 
 
 How weak the thoughts and vain — 69 65 
 
 I 
 
 I and my houTe will Terve the Lord: 441 
 
 I afk the giTt of righteoufnefs, ’—r — 395 
 Jehovah, God the Father, blefs — 248 
 
 JeTu, as taught by thee, I pray; — — 146 
 
 Jefu, Friend of Tinners, hear, — — 109 
 
 JcTu, from thy heavenly place, — 433 
 
 Jefu, great Shepherd of thy fheep, — 467 
 
 Jefu, if ftill the fame thou art, ■— — 131 
 
 Jefu, if ftill thou art to-day — — 132 
 
 Jefu, in whom the weary find — — 113 
 
 Jefu, let thy pitying eye — — — 104 
 
 Jefu, Lord, we look to thee, — — 474 
 
 Jefu, my Advocate above, — - 99 
 
 Jefu, my life, thyfelf apply, ■— — 328 
 Jefu, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 301 
 
 Jefu, my ftrength,.my hope, - 289 
 
 Jefu, my truth, my way,-409 
 
 Jefu! Redeemer, Saviour, Lord, — 137 
 
 Jefu, fliall I never be--- 337 
 
 Jefu, Shepherd of the (beep, 178 
 
 Jefu, take my fins away, — —— 162 
 
 460 
 
 404 
 
 250 
 
 M3 
 
 106 
 
 452 
 
 487 
 
 130 
 
 ‘3‘ 
 1 io 
 
 ?03 
 
 495 
 
 97 
 
 338 
 
 303 
 
 292 
 
 424 
 
 ‘35 
 
 345 
 
 iy 6 
 
 160 
 
r N D E X. 
 
 Jefu, the life, the truth, the way, —■ 
 
 Jefu, the finner’s friend, to thee, — 
 "efu, the word of mercy gtve, 
 efu, thou art our King, —• 
 
 efu, thou great, redeeming Lord, 
 
 Jefu, thou haft bid us pray, — 
 
 Jefu, thou foveteign Lord of alj, -- 
 jefu, thy blood and righteoufnels 
 
 Jefu, thy boundlefs love.to me- - 
 
 Jefu, thy far-extended fame —— 
 Jefu, to thee our hearts we lift: 
 
 Jefu, united by thy grace, - 
 
 Jefu, we look to thee, - 
 
 Jefu, whofe glory’s ftreaming rays, 
 
 Jefu, with kindeft pity fee - 
 
 Jefus, accept the praife, -- 
 
 Jefus, all-atoning Lamb, --- 
 
 Jefus dorhes v-zith all his grace, — 
 
 Jefus, faithful to his word, -^ 
 
 Jefus, from whom all bleffings flow, — 
 Jefus hath died that I might live, — 
 
 jefus, I believe thee near: -- 
 
 Jefus, I fain would find ^- 
 
 Jefus is our common Lord, --- 
 
 jefus, my King, to thee 1 bow,_ 
 
 Jefus my Lord, I cry to thee - 
 
 Jefus, my Lord, my God ! - 
 
 Jefus, foft harmonious name, — 
 Jefus, the conqueror, reigns, - — 
 jefus, the gift divine I know, --- 
 
 Jefus, the name high over all •— 
 
 Jefus, thou all-redeeming Lord, - — 
 Jefus, thou an the mighty Cod, — 
 Jefus. thou knoweft my fimplenefs, 
 Jefus, thou foul of all our joys, — 
 
 jefus, to thee I now can fly,- 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives, — 
 J’ll praife my Maker, while I’ve breath, 
 
 1 long to behold him arrayed, - 
 
 In fellowfhip alone, 
 
 Infiolle, unexhauftedlove! 
 
 ^Page. Hymit* 
 
 340 Mi 
 
 129 ia8 
 418 434 
 
 334 34a 
 488 511 
 
 287. 290 
 283 283 
 
 186 183 
 
 356 362 
 
 378 385 
 
 45 ‘ 4 7» 
 
 469 49a 
 
 453 473 
 
 130 129 
 
 477 499 
 499 242 
 
 408 422 
 
 380 388 
 6> 57 
 
 - 22 17 
 
 394 403 
 
 169 166 
 
 289 291 
 
 202 199 
 
 281 284 
 
 390 397 
 244 244 
 
 502 524 
 
 264 268 
 
 348 354 
 
 41 36 
 
 39 34 
 
 244 245 
 
 173 170 
 
 199 196 
 
 2lO 2 q8 
 
 367 373 
 217 215 
 
 72 63 
 
 256 260 
 
 209 207 
 
 Infpirer 
 
I N D £ 
 
 X. 
 
 Infpirer of the ancient feers, 
 
 Into a world of ruffians fent, - 
 
 Into thy gracious hands I fall, — 
 
 “ I the good fight have fought” — 
 
 I thirft, thou wounded Lamb.of God, 
 
 I want a principle within ---— 
 
 I want the fpirit of power within, 
 
 I will hearken what the Lord — 
 
 L 
 
 Lamb of God, for Tinners (lain, — 
 Lamb of God who bear^ft away — 
 Lay to thy hand, O God of grace! 
 Leader of faithful fouls, arid guide 
 
 Let all men rejoice, &c. -- 
 
 Let all that breathe, Jehovah praife. 
 
 Let earth and heaven agree, - 
 
 Let God, who comforts the diflrefl. 
 
 Let him, to whom we now belong, 
 
 Let not the wife his wifdom boafl; 
 
 Let the beads their breathe refign, 
 
 Let the redeemed give thanks and praife 
 Let the world their virtue boafl, 
 
 Let us join, (’tis God commands,) 
 
 Lift up your hearts to things above. 
 
 Lift your eyes of faith, and fee — 
 Light of life, feraphic fire, —- 
 Lo! God is here, let us adore, — 
 
 Lo ! I come with joy to do - 
 
 Lo! in thy hand 1 lay,-— 
 
 Long have I feemed to ferve thee. Lord, 
 Lord, and isthine anger gone? 
 
 Lord, I adore thy gracious will, — 
 
 Lord, I believe a red remains, - 
 
 Lord, I believe thy every word, — 
 
 Lord, I delpair myfelf to heal,- 
 
 Lord, in the drength of grace, — 
 Lord, over all, ifthou had made, — 
 
 Lord, regard my earned cry,- 
 
 Lordj that I my lear n of thee, — 
 
 Pape. Hymn. 
 
 89 87 
 
 299 3Dt 
 192 188 
 
 399 409 
 3‘ 25 
 
 207 29$ 
 
 3^0 365 
 >77 >75 
 
 164 i6t 
 
 >55 >53 
 
 73 h 
 205 203 
 
 226 224 
 
 38 33 
 
 414 429 
 
 402 4«fc 
 399 
 
 •3 7 
 
 121 119 
 
 114 111 
 
 484 507 
 
 503 525 
 
 77 73 
 
 380 387 
 461 481 
 
 310 316 
 
 '5° ‘47 
 
 90 88 
 
 183 i8t 
 3'7 325 
 
 383 39» 
 339 346 
 128 127 
 
 401 414 
 
 4'7. 432 
 160 136 
 
 291 293 
 
 Lord, 
 
INDEX 
 
 Lord, we thV will obey, -- 
 
 Love divine, all loves excelling, 
 Lovers ofpleafurc more than God, 
 
 Page. Hymo. 
 496 519 
 
 3^8 374 
 
 35 
 
 M 
 
 Maker, Saviour of mankind, - 
 
 Mafter, I own thy lawful claim, 
 Mafter fupreme, i look to thee — 
 
 Meet and right it is to praife - 
 
 Meet and right it is to fing - 
 
 MefTiah full of grace, -- 
 
 MeflTiah, Prince of peace, — — 
 
 My brethren beloved, &c. - 
 
 My Father, my Cod, &c. -- — 
 
 My God, J am thine, &c. — — 
 
 My God, if I may call thee mine, - 
 My God! I know, I feel thee mine. 
 My God, my God, on thee I call, 
 
 My gracious, loving Lord, - 
 
 My foul through my Redeemer’s care 
 Myfuffcnngs all to thee are known, 
 
 23 iS 
 
 315 323 
 
 439 458 
 229 aeS 
 214 212 
 
 421 438 
 
 4'9 435 
 206 204 
 
 196 192 
 
 201 197 
 
 278 281 
 
 345 35« 
 
 179 ‘77 
 
 92 90 
 
 239 237 
 *53 *51 
 
 N 
 
 None is like Jefhuron’s God ; --- 387 395 
 
 Now, even now, I yield, I yield — 393 402 
 Now I have found the ground, wherein 183 182 
 
 O 
 
 O all-creating God, —— — 
 O all, that pafs by, &c. — — 
 
 O almighty God of love,- 
 
 O come, and dwell in me, - 
 
 O come thou radiant Morning-Star, 
 
 O difclofe thy lovely face! - 
 
 O filial Deity, '- — 
 
 O for a heart to praife my God, 
 
 O for a thoufand tongues to fing 
 O for that tenrdernefs of heart. 
 
 Oft 1 in my heart have faid, — 
 
 253 
 
 ■ 9 
 258 
 
 352 
 
 417 
 
 ‘53 
 
 189 
 
 256 
 
 3 
 
 263 
 
 356 
 
 433 
 
 ‘50 
 
 186 
 
 3*4 334 
 
 7 * 
 
 102 101 
 
 188 185 
 
 P glorious 
 
INDEX, 
 
 O glorious hope of perfeft love! — 
 
 O God, if thou art love indeed, — 
 O God moft merciful and true, — 
 O God, my God, my all thou art*, — 
 O God, my hope, my heavenly refl,_ 
 
 Q God of my falvation, hear, — — 
 O God of our forefathers, hear, - - 
 
 X) Cod of peace and pardoning love, 
 
 Q God, our help in ages paO ! — 
 
 O Cod, thou bottomlcfs abyfs! — 
 O God, thy faithfulnefs I plead, — 
 O (iod, thy rightcoufnefs we own! 
 
 O God, to whom in flefh revealed 
 O Cod, what offering fhall I give 
 O great mountain, who art thou, — 
 O heavenly King, &c. —• — 
 
 O ^ efu, let thy dying cry - 
 
 O ^ efu^, St thy feet we waif, - 
 
 O Jehus, let me kifs thy name! — 
 
 O Jelus my hope, &c. - 
 
 O Jefu, fource of calm repofe, - 
 
 O joyful found of gofpel grare! — 
 O let the prifoners’ mournful cries 
 O let us our own works forfake, 
 
 C) I.ord, our God, we blefs thee now ; 
 () Love divine, how fweet thou art! 
 
 O Love divine! what hall thou done! 
 O love, I languifh at thy flayl — 
 C) may thy powerful word — 
 
 O might I this moment ceafe — 
 Omnipotent Lord, &c. —» — 
 
 Omniprefent God, whofe aid — 
 
 O my God, what mufl I do ? — 
 
 O my old, my bofom-foe, — 
 
 On all the earth thy fpirit fhower, 
 Ooce thou didfl on earth appear —« 
 Open, Lord, my inward ear, — — - 
 
 O Saviour, cafl a gracious fmile I 
 O that I could my Lord receive, 
 
 O that 1 could repent ! «■ 
 
 O that 1 Could repent! ——. 
 
 Page. Hymn 
 
 384 
 
 39 * 
 
 167 
 
 164 
 
 354 
 
 358 
 
 411 
 
 425 
 
 271 
 
 274 
 
 349 
 
 355 
 
 376 
 
 382 
 
 4 1 2 
 
 4.26 
 
 43 
 
 39 
 
 232 
 
 ? 3 » 
 
 276 
 
 279 
 
 172 
 
 ibg 
 
 376 
 
 383 
 
 405 
 
 419 
 
 365 
 
 37 ^ 
 
 •95 
 
 • 9 ^ 
 
 322 
 
 33a 
 
 372 
 
 378 
 
 •43 
 
 •39 
 
 •56 
 
 •54 
 
 335 
 
 343 
 
 385 
 
 393 
 
 43 ‘ 
 
 450 
 
 426 
 
 443 
 
 231 
 
 230 
 
 M 4 
 
 • 4 ‘ 
 
 33 
 
 27 
 
 362 
 
 368 
 
 253 
 
 “57 
 
 382 
 
 39 ^ 
 
 e6i 
 
 265 
 
 »75 
 
 278 
 
 •54 
 
 • 5 * 
 
 262 
 
 266 
 
 427 
 
 445 
 
 39a 
 
 401 
 
 34 ‘ 
 
 348 
 
 491 
 
 ^ 5'4 
 
 123 
 
 12 1 
 
 tOl 
 
 99 
 
 103 
 
 102 
 
 0 lha: 
 
INDEX. 
 
 O that I could revere ~— 
 
 O that I, firli of love poffcffed, — 
 
 O that my load of (in v/erc gone ! ■— 
 
 O that thou wouideft the heavens rent, 
 Other ground can no man lay, —. 
 
 O thou, of whom I oft have heard, 
 
 O thou, our Hufband, brother. Friend, 
 O thou, to whofe all-fearchihg fight 
 O thou, who cameft from above, 
 
 O thou, who haft our forrows borne, 
 
 O' thou, whom fain my foul would love, 
 O thou, whom once they flocked to hear, 
 O 'tis enough, my God, my God! — 
 
 O unexhaufted grace ; -— — 
 
 Our earth we now lament to fee — 
 Ourfnendfhip fanftify and guide, 
 
 Out of the deep 1 cry, —■ —- 
 
 O what lhali I do, &c. - 
 
 O wondrous power of faithful prayer! 
 
 Partners of a glorious hope, — 
 
 Pafs a few fwiftly-fleeimg years, — 
 Peace be on this houfe beftowed, 
 Peace, doubling heart, my God’s I am 
 Pierce, hU me with an humble fear; 
 Pralfe ye the Lord ! ’fis good to raife 
 Prince of umverfa! peace, — 
 
 Prifoners of hope, arifc, — 
 
 Prifoners of hope, lift up your heads! 
 
 Quickened with our immortal Head. 
 
 R 
 
 Rejoice evermore. See. - 
 
 Rejoice for a brother deceafed, — 
 Righteous God, whofe vengeful phials 
 
 pagf. Hymn, 
 
 102 
 
 100 
 
 122 
 
 120 
 
 87 » 
 
 377 
 
 136 
 
 »34 
 
 479 
 
 502 
 
 118 
 
 > >5 
 
 486 
 
 509 
 
 321 
 
 330 
 
 311 
 
 .318 
 
 1 20 
 
 118 
 
 . > '3 
 
 109 
 
 377 
 
 384 
 
 167 
 
 163 
 
 168 
 
 165 
 
 4 'S 
 
 430 
 
 487 
 
 510 
 
 148 
 
 >45 
 
 >94 
 
 190 
 
 286 
 
 289 
 
 485 
 
 508 
 
 50 
 
 46 
 
 448 
 
 467 
 
 259 
 
 264 
 
 302 
 
 304 
 
 218 
 
 21b 
 
 420 
 
 436 
 
 370 
 
 376 
 
 363 
 
 369 
 
 397 
 
 407 
 
 84 
 
 >9 
 
 
 48 
 
 62 
 
 59 
 
 Saviour 
 
INDEX, 
 
 S 
 
 Saviour, cart; a pitying eye, — — 
 
 Saviour from (in, I wait to prove, 
 Saviour, if thy precious love — 
 Saviour, I now with (hame confefs 
 Saviour of all, to thee we bow, ■— 
 
 Saviour of all, v/hat haft thou done ? 
 
 Saviour of finful men, - 
 
 Saviour of the fm-fick foul,-- 
 
 Saviour on me the want bellow, ~ 
 Saviour on me thy grace beRow 
 Saviour, Prince of Ifrael’s race, —- 
 
 Saviour, the world’s and mine, — 
 Saviour, to thee we humbly cry, — 
 See, Iiow great a flame afpires, ■— 
 
 See, Jefu, thy difciples fee, 
 
 See, tinners, in the gofpel-glafs —- 
 Servant of all, to toil for man -— 
 
 Shall I for fear of feeble man - 
 
 Shepherd divine, our wants relieve, 
 
 Shepherd of Ifrael, hear, -- 
 
 Shepherd of fouls, with pitying eye 
 Shrinking from the cold hand of death 
 Since the Son hath made me free, — 
 Sinners, believe the gofpel-word. 
 Sinners obey the gofpel-word! — 
 
 Sinneis, the call obey,-— 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will you die? — 
 
 Sinners, your hearts lift up, - 
 
 Soldiers of ChriR, arife. - 
 
 Son of God, if thy free grace -- 
 
 Spn of thy Sire’s eternal love, — 
 Sovereign of all, whofe will ordains- 
 Spirit of faith, come down, •—— 
 
 Spirit of truth, eRential God, — 
 Stand the omnipotent decree I — 
 
 StajMhou infultcd Spirit, Ray, -- 
 
 Still for thy loving kjndncfs, l.ord. 
 
 Still Lord, 1 languifh for tliy grace, 
 Summon^ my labour to renew, — 
 
 Page. Hymn. 
 
 * ‘5 
 
 112 
 
 359 
 
 384 
 
 42 
 
 37 
 
 »75 
 
 173 
 
 472 
 
 493 
 
 313 
 
 321 
 
 450 
 
 470 
 
 379 
 
 386 
 
 293 
 
 295 
 
 74 
 
 70 
 
 joo 
 
 98 
 
 32 
 
 26 
 
 430 
 
 449 
 
 210 
 
 209 
 
 454 
 
 474 
 
 35 
 
 30 
 
 308 
 
 3'3 
 
 267 
 
 270 
 
 285 
 
 288 
 
 428 
 
 447 
 
 83 
 
 80 
 
 48 
 
 43 
 
 372 
 
 379 
 
 , 36 
 
 3 > 
 
 '5 
 
 9 
 
 424 
 
 441 
 
 12 
 
 6 
 
 87 
 
 84 
 
 254 
 
 258 
 
 182 
 
 180 
 
 227 
 
 226 
 
 433 
 
 453 
 
 86 
 
 83 
 
 246 
 
 247 
 
 63 
 
 60 
 
 JS 7 
 
 >55 
 
 9 « 
 
 89 
 
 >44 
 
 140 
 
 307 
 
 31a 
 
 Soa 
 
INDEX, 
 
 Sun of unclouded i ighteoufnefs, 
 Surrounded by a hod of foes, 
 
 Talk with us, Lord, thyfelf reveal, 
 Terrible thought! (hall I alone, 
 The church in her militant ftate 
 The day of Chrift, the. day of God 
 The earth is the Lord’s, «c. 
 
 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl, 
 Thee, 
 
 Thee 
 
 , JeiuS full of truth •and grace, 
 
 , jefu, thee, the finncr’s friend. 
 Thee, O my God and King; — 
 Thee we adore, eternal Name,. — 
 
 The Lord is King, and earth'fubmits, 
 
 The Lord unto^my Lord hath faid, 
 
 The men, who flight'thy faithful word, 
 
 The morning flowers difplay their fweel 
 The people, that in darknefs lay, — 
 
 The praying fpirit breathe, - 
 
 The thing, my God doth hate,- 
 
 The thirfty are called to their Lord, 
 
 The voice, that fpeaks Jehovah near, 
 
 The wifdom owned’by all thy fons. 
 
 Thou God of glorious Majefty, — 
 
 Thou God of truth and love, >— 
 
 Thou God, that anfwereft by fire, 
 
 Thou God uafearchable, unknown. 
 
 Thou hidden God, for whom*! groan, 
 
 Thou hidden love of God whofc height, 
 
 Thou hidden fource of calm repofe, 
 
 Thou, Jefu, thou nay breaft infpire, 
 
 Thou Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 Thou Lamo of God, thou Prince of Peace, 320 
 Thou, Lord, haft blefl my going out. 
 
 Thou, Lord, on whom I fljll depend, 
 
 Thou Man of griefs, remember me. 
 
 Thou, my God, art good and wile, 
 
 Psgg. 
 
 Hymn. 
 
 416 
 
 43 « 
 
 257 
 
 261 
 
 207 
 
 205 
 
 81 
 
 78 
 
 79 
 
 75 
 
 *45 
 
 246 
 
 463 
 
 483 
 
 25a 
 
 255 
 
 3'3 
 
 380 
 
 141 
 
 138 
 
 187 
 
 184 
 
 44 
 
 40 
 
 •, 204 
 
 20 a 
 
 1 , 60 
 
 56 
 
 268 
 
 271 
 
 263 
 
 267 
 
 
 9 ‘ 
 
 ;s, 48 
 
 44 
 
 460 
 
 480 
 
 285 
 
 287 
 
 32a 
 
 331 
 
 80 
 
 76 
 
 401 
 
 4*3 
 
 247 
 
 249 
 
 61 
 
 58 
 
 475 
 
 496 
 
 39 * 
 
 400 
 
 xa8 
 
 126 
 
 146 
 
 144 
 
 325 
 
 335 
 
 203 
 
 20t 
 
 414 
 
 428 
 
 58 
 
 54 
 
 . 320 
 
 329 
 
 3*4 
 
 352 
 
 7 » 
 
 67 
 
 176 
 
 174 
 
 235 
 
 *34 
 
 Thou 
 
INDEX 
 
 Thou Son of God, whofe flathijig eyes 
 Thou, the great, eternal God ——. 
 
 Thou, true and only God, leadeft forth 
 Thy ceafelefs, unexhauRed love -—a 
 Thy faithfulnefs, Lord — — 
 
 Thy power and faving truth to fhow 
 
 Too Itrong I. was to conquer fm - - 
 
 To thee, great God, of love I bow — 
 To the haven, of thy breaft ~ — 
 
 Try us, O God and fearch the ground 
 Two are better far than one - 
 
 U 
 
 Unchangeable, almighty Lord — — 
 Upright both in heart and will — 
 
 Us who climb thy holy hill -r- — 
 
 W 
 
 Watched by the world’s malignant eye 
 Weary of wandering from my God — 
 
 Weaiy fouls, that wander wide -- 
 
 We know, by faith we know —> — 
 
 What am 1 , O thou glorious God — 
 
 What are thefe arrayed in white —- 
 
 What could your Redeemer do 
 What is our calling’s glorious hope — 
 What! never fpeak one evil word — 
 What now is my objefland aim — 
 
 What fhdll 1 do my God to love - 
 
 What lhall we offer our good Lord — 
 When, gracious Lord, when flrall it be 
 When Ifrael out of Egypt came — 
 When my relief will mofl difplay — 
 When, my Saviour, fhall 1 be — 
 When quiet in my houfc 1 fit — 
 
 When (nail thy love conftrain - 
 
 Where fhall my wondering foul begin 
 Wherewith, O God, fhall 1 draw near 
 While dead in trefpaffes I lie •— —- 
 Who can worthily cominend — 
 
 p. 
 
 H. 
 
 84 
 
 8t 
 
 237 
 
 235 
 
 233 
 
 2-32 
 
 241 
 
 241 
 
 11 
 
 5 
 
 4*3 
 
 427 
 
 123 
 
 122 
 
 272 
 
 275 
 
 280 
 
 283 
 
 468 
 
 489 
 
 454 
 
 473 
 
 470 
 
 491 
 
 98 
 
 95 
 
 401 
 
 412 
 
 306 
 
 310 
 
 181 
 
 >79 
 
 25 
 
 20 
 
 76 
 
 72 
 
 201 
 
 198 
 
 78 
 
 74 
 
 *4 
 
 8 
 
 386 
 
 394 
 
 348 
 
 353 
 
 355 
 
 360 
 
 361 
 
 367 
 
 459 
 
 479 
 
 *59 
 
 >37 
 
 216 
 
 2*4 
 
 119 
 
 116 
 
 365 
 
 370 
 
 312 
 
 3*9 
 
 *34 
 
 >33 
 
 34 
 
 29 
 
 124 
 
 *33 
 
 *33 
 
 132 
 
 400 
 
 4*1 
 
 Who 
 
INDEX. 
 
 V/ho hath flighted or contemned 
 Who is this gigantic foe — — 
 
 Why not now. my God, my God 
 With glorious clouds encompaft round 
 Woe is me ! what tongue can tell 
 Woe to the men, on earth v/ho dv/el! 
 Would Jefus have the finner die — 
 Wretched, helplefs, and diflrell 
 
 Y 
 
 Ye faithful fouls, who Jefus know 
 Ye happy finners, hear —- — — 
 
 Ye neighbours and friends — 
 
 Yes, from this inflant now, I will 
 Ye iimple fouls that flray — —, 
 
 Ye that pafs by behold the man 
 Ye ihirhy for God —- — 
 
 Ye virgin fouls, arife — 
 
 Young men and maidens, raife 
 
 P. K. 
 367 372 
 
 266 269 
 
 39 » 399 
 
 126 124 
 
 111 108 
 
 65 6 'a 
 
 37 32 
 
 107 105 
 
 398 408 
 
 326 336 
 
 42 38 
 
 174 17^ 
 
 26 21 
 
 29 24 
 
 16 10 
 
 6 y 64 
 225 222 
 

 
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