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P R E F A C E. HE Hymns and Pſalms of that ſweet Singer in Iſrael, Dr Watts, have justly obtained a distinguiſhed Reputation, among different Deno minations of good Men, and rendered his Memory dear to Thouſands. They appear to me better adapted to public Worſhip than any other Book which I have feen, and it would pain me very much. to find any One fufpećting my moſt cordial Attachment to them. Unleſs I am very much miſtaken, I have often felt their beneficial Influence on my Mind, and I do, with the greateſt Pleaſure, rank among their warmeſt Admirers. O C C AS I ON O F T H I S S E L E C T I O N, But it was never imagined, by Dr. Watts, or, any other intelligent Perfon, that it would be for ever improper to introduce other Hymns into a Congregation where his are uſed. And it muſt be acknowledged, copious and excellent as they are, that they do not include every Subject that is needful for public Worſhip ; for it has often been very difficult, if not impostible after Sermon, to find a Pfalm or Hymn quite fuited to the Diſcourſe which has been delivered. Hence, the Miniſter, or Leader of the Pſalmody has been 2 2 * * * under * *
P R E F A C E. under the Necefity of taking a Hymn, now from one Author, and then from another, and many. of our fenior Miniſters have fometimes given out a Compoſition of their own. Thefe Methods have been edifying to the People, but an Incon venience has attended them ; the People have not had the Hymn which has been fung, and, To day they have afked, “ Who was the Author ofit ?” and have been told, it was one of Dr. Watts's Lyric Poems; a Month after they have made a fimilar Enquiry, and have learned that the Hymn was Dr. Doddridge's; the next Time they en quired, they found they had been comforted, by one of Preſident Davies's of America, or elfe, by the united Piety and Poetry of Theodofia –At last, not being able to find all theſe Hymns, in any two or three, or ten Books, they have aſked another Question, “ Why could we not have fome of the beſt Hymns in all theſe Authors put toge ther, and uſed with Dr. Watts ?” Enqui ries gave Birth to the preſent Publiéation. 1 N T E N T I O N O F T H I S VOL U M E. This Selection was never intended, either directly or indirectly, to fet afide Dr. Watts, in any Congregation upon Earth; on the contrary, it is hoped that he will be more uſed than ever. And that he may be fo, his Hymns and Pſalms keeping their former Place, a Number of Hymns has been introduced from his Lyric Poems, Sermons, and Miſcellanies, into this Volume, not only greater than has yet appeared in any one Collection of Hymns for Worſhip; but, I believe, exceeding w been printed in all of them put /s * . . . together. * M t =
P R E F A C E. togener. Theſe, I statter myſelf will be highly acceptable to the real Friends of Dr. Watts. But as Dr. Watts has not many whole Hymns, on the Charaćters of Chriſt–the Work of the Spirit–the Chriſtian Graces and Tempers–the Parables of the New Teſtament–the Ordinance of Baptifm–and but few fuited to Afociations and General Meetings of Churches and Miniſters Ordinations–Church Meetings-Meetings of Prayer–Annual Sermons to young People, &c. great Care has been taken, that this Book ſhould De on the one Hand, a good Supplement, filling up, in fome Meaſure, thefe Deficiencies; while it is on the other, an Appendix, containing fome Hymns on the fame Subjećts, as may be found in Dr. Watts : thefe have been feletted that we may not always fing of the fame Thing in the fame Words, but enjoy Variety in the Work of Praife, which is generally fo acceptable in the Duty of Prayer. When Dr. Watts's Hymns and Pfalms were introduced, there were fome who found great Fault with them, intimating that they had Ffilms enough already ; and it may be there are fome well-meaning Perfons now, of a fimilar Deſcrip tion-to fuch, I take the Liberty of faying, that, I think, it will be very difficult to find any wife and good Man, who has taken the Lead in public Pfalmody, with proper Attention, for Seven Years, and is, after fuch a Trial, of their Way of thinking. Too great a Variety is farcely to be conceived of, and I confeſs my Fear is, not- . withstanding this. Addition of above Five-Huna 3 * dred
P R E F A C E. dred Hymns, that after Sermon there will be many Subjects fought for in vain, both in this Appendix, as well as in Dr. Watts. To provide for this Inconvenience, as far as poſſible, I have placed together a Number of ſhort Hymns, to be fung after Sermon. Thefe will, perhaps, often be helpful, when no one can be found, exaćtly fuitable to the Diſcourſe, as they are on very general Subjećts, fuch as “ Praife for the Goſpel– '' A Bleffing requested on the Word preached,” and, on many other Topicks of very common Concern. Some of the best Judges who have been con fulted on this Head, have recommended a Variety of Meaſures. Patrick’s Pſalms are confined, I obſerve, to three Meaſures: Dr. Watts's Pfalms are thrown into nine ; but fome of theſe Meaſures are now fo much out of Ufe that they are fcarcely ever fung. In their Room, I have introduced a few others, perhaps not enough to gratify every one, but, I believe, moſt of thofe, which are . known, and valued in our diffenting Congrega tions, throughout England. EN CO U R A G E M E N T. The numerous Miniſters, and other Brethren to whom I have read, or fent my Deſign, have, ene and all, unanimouſly encouraged me to go forward ; and after I had laid my Plan, and collected great Part of my Materials, I was, more than ever, convinced that an · Appendix, to Dr. Watts's Hymns and Pſalms, was very . generally defired, from one End of the Kingdom : to the other. For I found, that feveral Ministers, 1Il
P R E F A C E. in very different Counties, who were unacquaint ed with each others Intention, had actually begun a Work of this Kind ; but, hearing that I had advanced pretty far in a Selection, which ſhould be distinguiſhed from others, by an orderly Ar rangement of Subjects, they dropped their Defign, and three of them very politely and voluntarily favored me with fuch Communications, as lay me under very confiderable Obligations. My grate ful Acknowledgments attend theſe my Brethren, as well as feveral other of my Friends, who have in different Ways generouſly contributed towards this Compilation. M A T E R I A L S A N D A U T H ORS, , As this Book is an A to Dr. Watts, I have not felećted from his Hymns and Pfalms, but I have gone through more than Ninety print ed Volumes of Hymn-Books, Hymns, Pſalms, &c. attentively perufing all the Collections I could obtain in this Country and from America. That publiſhed about the Year 177o, by the Rev. Meſſrs. Aſh, and Evans, is a Collection in deed. I will not fay all the honorable Things which my Mind dictates concerning it ; but I will fay, that it is by no Means inferior to any Collection of Hymns that I have feen : Yet, as Dr. Watts is but feldom uſed where the Briſtol Collection is introduced, mine will not be likely to claſh with it. For though its great Variety ! of Subjects renders thią Selection more fit to be uſed alone, than moſt of the Collećtions extant, it is deſigned for the Ufe of thoſe Congrega * t1QIIS *
P R E F A C E. tions in which Dr. Watts's Hymns and Pſalms have still the Preference to all others. I hope it will be obſerved, that fome of the Hymns which I have chofen, have been in ferted in the greater Part of the beſt Collec tions; and I judge it is a fufficient Proof of their Worth, that they have been esteemed by fo many good Men. There are more than Three Hundred others, fome of which indeed have been printed before, but none of them, I think, have ever appeared in any Colkećtion for public Worſhip till now. The oR1c1N AL Hymns which adorn this Vo lume, and which were never before printed, make almoſt one-fourth Part of the Whole. For theſe (not to mention here all the valuable Perſons, whoſe Names or Signatures stand in the Book) I am indebted to the preſent Dr. Stennett, the Rev. Mr. Turner o' Abingdon, the Rev. Mr. Beddome of Bourton, and the Rev. Mr. Francis of Horfely ; Names, which have been for many Years Ornaments of the Denomination to which they belong, and which I mention with the higheſt perſonal Refpećt– a Reſpect, in which I am joined by the wifest and best Men in all our Churches. The friendly Communications of theſe Gentlemen, have been no inconfiderable Acquiſition–but it is proper to remark, that though this Vo lume is indebted to them, for many of its Beauties, they are accountable for none of the Blemiſhes, that may appear in Hymns which do not bear their Names. - In
P R E F A C E. In moſt Places, where the Names of the Authors were known, they are put at full Length ; but the Hymns which are not fo diſtinguiſhed, , or which have only a fingle Letter prefixed to them, were, many of them, compoſed by Perſons unknown, or elfe have undergone fome confiderable Alterations. The Author of the firſt Hymn wiſhes it fomewhere to be faid, that the leading Idea of it was . taken from Addifon. - - I truft it will be found, that the Hymns in this Selection are truly evangelical ; but if any Sentiment or Expreſſion las eſcaped me, that is contrary to the facred Oracles, I hope I ſhall be willing to correct it, whenever an Opportunity may offer. . It would pain me beyond Expreſſion, if there were any Hymn . in the Book, that might give juſt Reaſon for Offence, to any ferious Mind. I hope no Line, nor even Syllable will be found, tending to make the Breaches between good Men, wider than they are already. It has given me no fmall Pleaſure, to unite, as far could, here below, different Denominations of Miniſters, and Chriſtians, in the fame noble Work, which ſhall for ever employ them above. My Enquiry has not been, whoſe Hymns fhall I choofe, but what Hymns ; and hence it will be feen, that Churchmen and Diffenters, Watts and Tate, Weſ ley and Toplady, England and America fing Side by Side, and very often join in the fame Triumph, . ufing the fame Words. And when Christ has ben the Subject of the Song, we have been ready to fay, * - * Europe,
P R E F A C E. Europe, and Aſia fhall refound, With Africa, his Fame; And thou, America, in Songs Redeeming Love proclain. ORD ER O F T H E WOL U ME« I have ained, all through the Book, at an eaſy Method, a Scheme of which may be feen in the Page which faces the first Hymn. By this Means, I hope, it will be eaſy to find almoſt any Subjećt. But as no two Perfons would be likely to arrange five Hundred Hymns alike and as fome Hymns may bear two or three Titles (as many in Dr. Watts's Book do) and therefore ſtand with Pro priety under different Heads, perhaps it may turn out on Examination, that I have not placed all the Hymns, where fome attentive # would bave expected to find them. Should any of them be in a leſs proper Place than they might have had, it will give me Pleaſure if none of them stand in an improper Place. There appear ed to me fome Reafon for placing them where they are: if this ſhould not appear to others, I have the Confolation to reflećt that the intrinſic Merit of the Hymn will not be leffened by its standing in a wrong Leaf, and that if the whole Book is not reduced to a perfeết Method, a copious Index will be very likely to make Amends, all Defi * ciencies of this Sort. MA N N ER OF S-I N G I N G. * It were to be wiſhed,” ſays Dr. Watts, that “ we might not dwell fo long upon every fingle Note
- –----- = T –------- P R E F A c E. Note, and produce the Syllables to fuch a tirefome Extent with a conſtant Uniformity of Time ; which diſgraces the Mufic, and puts the Congre gation quite out of Breath in finging five or fix Stanzas : Whereas if the Method of Singing were but reformed to a greater Speed of Pronouncia tion, we might often enjoy the Pleaſure of a longer Pſalm, with leſs Expence of Time and Breath ; and our Pfalmody would be more agreeable to that of the ancient Churches, more intelligible to others, and more delightful to ourſelves–It were to be wiſhed alſo, that all Congregations and pri vate Families, would fing as they do in Countries, without reading Line by ine.” - The feveral Ministers who preached a Courſe of Sermons in East CH e AP, dated 1798, 171 1, 17:3 and 1717, fay under the Duty of Singing, “ There remains one Thing we are concerned to plead for, namely, a Praćtice which has lately obtained in fome of our Congregations, and that is Singing of Pſalms without Reading. This has been Matter of Scruple to fome People. And to remove an old Custom, though a bad one, is like re moving the ancient Land Marks, &c.” The Ar § which are given in theſe Sermons for iinging without parcelling out the Lines, are very eonvincing-and I have the Pleaſure to remark that this Practice is gaining Ground in fome Congregations of the first Note in London, at Briſtol, and elſewhere-and it is hoped that it will foon become pretty general where it can be conve niently introduced. CON«
P R E F A C E. } |} -- C O N C L U S ION » I am not fo vain as to ſuppoſe, that theſe Ma terials would not have appeared to greater Ad vantage, if they had paſſed through other Hands, but I can fay with Truth, I have done my beſt.– And when I have looked around, and feen the Men who were moſt fitted for this Work, bufily and honorably engaged, in writing and printing on fuch Subjects, as the Spirit of the Times makes it neceſſary to difcufs, or in preaching very fre uently; Bleſfings to the Churches over which prefide, and to the Villages all around them ; a Hope has been indulged, that it would not be thought preſumptuous even in a Junior Brother, were he (borrowing a Similitude) to walk abroad and gather up the Golden Ears which have long lain in the Fields of Piety and Genius, that fo a Sheaf of Gratitude might be preſented by an affectionate Paſtor, to his affectionate People. J. R. No. 1ο, GRANG E-RoA o, Southwark.
A' · * - * T A B L To find any HYMN by the first Line. A A Debtor to lºne - A Fullnefs reſides - A good Prieſt is come ---- Adam our Father and our Head Afflićted Saint to CHR I sT draw near Ah wretched Souls who ſtrive in vain Alas, what hourly Dangers rife All hail incarnate God - All hail the Power of Jeſus’ Name Almighty Father, gracious Lord Almighty Maker, God! - Almighty Maker of my Frame Am I a Soldier of the Crofs - And art thou with us gracious Lord And be it fo that 'till this Hour And can my Heart afpire fo high And did the Holy and the Juſt And have I Chriſt no Love to thee And is the Goſpel Peace and Love Aloud we fing the wondrous Grace And must I part with all I have And will th' eternal King - And will the Judge deſcend - And will th' offended God again Angels roll the Rock away - Another Six-Days Work is doneArife my tenderest Thoughts ariſe Aſcend thy Throne alsºs King Hymn - 223 1 5o 19o 38 I 23 334. 32o 43o 177 37 34 5 543 228 1 24. 23o 278 485 2 52 I 66 258 28 I 298 572 299 I 42 348 42 37o
A T A B L E Hymn l : As on the Croſs the Savior hung - 8o ' As Showers on Meadows newly mown - 2ο9 Afham'd of Chriſt, my Soul difdain - 28o Affift us Lord thy Name to praife - 326 - Aſtoniſh'd and diſtreſs’d - ---- - 4o * At Anchor laid remote from Home - 2 1 2 f | Attend my Ear, my Heart rejoice - 573 * ; Attend ye Children of your God - 47o { Awake, awake the facred Song - - 131 | | | Awake my Soul in joyful Lays - - 13 | Awake my Soul, ſtretch every Nerve - 3oz | : Awake our drowfy Souls * - 349 | | | Awake our Souls and bleſs his Name - 165 : Away my unbelieving Fear». . - - 286 Awake ſweet Gratitude and fing - 153 ii ! ' Awake ye Saints and raiſe your Eyes - 586 | | Awhile remain’d the doubtful Strife - 541 , ! , * * B. | BACKSLIDERS who your Mifery feel 176 | Before thy Throne eternal Kin - 424 Begone Unbelief - - - 29o Behold long wiſh’d-for Spring is come - 5oo Behold the leprous Jew * • - 1 O2 ; : Behold the Sin-atoning Lamb - - 179 ; · Behold the Sons the Heirs of God - 229 Beſet with Snares on every Hand - 297 Bleſſed are the Sons of God * - 94 Bleſs'd be the Tie that binds * - 254 Bleſs'd Jeſus Source of Grace divine - 2ο8 Bleſs'd is the Man whoſe Heart expands 523 Bleſs'd Men who ſtretch their willing Hands 292 | Bleſſed Redeemer how divine * - 242 Blow ye the Trumpet blow - - 57 - AA #
Of the first Lines. C. CHILDREN of the heavenly King " Christ our Paffover is ſlain Christ the Lord is rifen To-day * Come every pious Heart - Come gracious Spirit heavenly Dove Come guilty Souls and flee away Come humble Sinner in whoſe Breaſt Come let me love, or is my Mind Come Lord and help us to rejoice : Come Lord and warm each languid Heart Come fee on bloody Calvary - Come Sinners faith the mighty God Come thou Fount of every Bleffing Come thou long expected Jeſus Comethou Soul-transforming Spirit Come weary Souls with Sin ẳ a Come ye Sinners poor and wretched Come ye that fear the Lord Come ye that love the Savior's Name Compar'd with Chriſtin all beſide Curſt be the Man for ever curft D, AY of Judgment, Day of Wonders Dead be my Heart to all below Dear Friend of friendleſs Sinners hear Dear Lord and ſhall thy Spirit reſt Dear Lord and will thy pardoning Love Dear Lord tho' bitter is the Cu Dear Refuge of my weary s Dear Savior make me wife to fee Dear Savior we are thine * Dear Savior when my Thoughts recall Dear Shepherd of av pehear 2 Hymn | 24O I 41 489 2ο7 376 355 251 232 583 478 1 14 5o9 1 b 2 368 1 17 115 437 175 2o4 52 577 4 O2 266 2 1 2 264 31 6 244 8 I 272 34o
A T A B L E Ts Hymn Deareſt Savior help thy Servant - 365 Death with his dread Commiſſion feal'd - 3 Deep are the Wounds which Sin has made 18 Deluded Souls who think to find - 400 # Minds on Aſhes feed - 158 Deſcend celeſtial Dove - - 468 Deſcend holy Spirit the Dove - - - 214 Did Christ o'er Sinners wee - 367/ Diſmiſs us with thy Blesting Lord - 388 Do not I love thee, O my Lord - 425 Doſt thou my Profit feek - - 54o E. ARTH has engroſs'd my Love too long 588 Encompaſs'd with Clouds of Distreſs 22O Enquire ye Pilgrims for the Way - 4o5 by Sin and bound in Chains - 7o Eternal God, almighty Caufe - - 2 Eternal God enthron'd on high - 524 Eternal Power whoſe high Abode - 26 Eternal Source of every Joy - - 5o8 Eternal Spirit, Source of Light - 2 1 1 Eternal Wiſdom, thee we praiſe - Eternity is just at Hand, - - 54 Exalted Prince of Life we own . - 269 F. AIR Sion's King, we fuppliant bow 41 Faith adds new Charms to earthly Bliſs 21 Faith 'tis a precious Grace '-- - 2 1 7 Father, at thy Call I cóme |- - 27o Father divine, thy piercing Eye - 332 Father God who feeft in me - - 76 Father how wide thy Glory ſhines - I l 2 Father is not thy Promiſe pledg'd - 419
Of the firſt Lines. Father of All, thy Care we bleſs Father of faithful Abram hear Father of Glory, to thy Name - Father of Mercies bow thine Ear Father of Mercies, in thy Houfe Father of Mercies, in thy Word Father of Mercies, fend thy Grace Father whate'er of earthly Bliſs For a Seafon çall'd to part - Forgiveneſs, 'tis a sound Frequent the Day of God returns, From whence this Fear and Unbelief From Winter's barren Clods - ;- G : Hymn IVE Glory to God ye Children of Men Glorious Things of thee are fpoken, Glory to God on high Glory to God who reigns above Glory to the eternal Kin -* Glory to thee my God , Night Go teach the Nations and baptize; God in the Goſpel of his Son -- God is a Name my Soul adores God moves in a mysterious WayGod of Eternity from thee - God of my Life to thee belong, Gad with us, O glorious Name Grace 'tis a charining Sound - Gracious Lord, incline thine FarGreat Author of thể immortal Mind Great Father of Mankind. -- Great Former of this various Frame Great God amid the darkferre Ni złat Great God uiſ Maker and my k-frig * 335 422 22 426 407 - 46 2 57 3195 15 35o 2 21 499; 396. 418. 387. 1 85 496 454 54 23 . 34 544 5 1 1 I 74 I 1 I 296 4C roạ b 3
A T A B L E Great God now condefcend Great God of Providence, thy Ways Great God of Wonders, all thy Ways Great God, oppreſt with Grief and Fear Great God, the Nations of the Earth Great God, thy watchful Care we bleſs Great God to thee my Evening Song Great God we in thy Courts appear Great God we fing that mighty Hand Great God what Hofts of Angels stand Great God where'er we pitch our Tent Great Leader of thine Iſrael's Hoft Great Ruler of the Earth and Skies Great Spirit of immortal Love Guide me, Othou great Jehovah H HAIL, mighty Jefus, how divine Hail thou once deſpiſed Jeſus Happy beyond Defcription he Happy the Man who finds the Grace Happy the Man whoſe cautious Steps Hark, for 'tis God’s own Son that calls Hark the glad Sound, the Savior comes Hark the Herald Angels fing - Hark the Voice of Love and Mercy Hark, 'tis our heavenly Leader's Voice He comes, he comes, to judge the World He dies, the Friend of Sinners dies He lives, the great Redeemer lives Hear, gracious God, my humble Moan Hear, gracious Sovereign, from thy Throne Heaven has confirm’d the great Decree Here at thy Table, Lord, we meet - Here, Lord, my Soul convicted stands - || : " -, - Hy 511 77 227 29 i 26 I 93 I 34 I 3o 71 328 578 474 I 52 3ο8 2 I O 565 483 5o
Of the firſt Lines. Holy and reverend is the Name Holy Wonder, heavenly Grace - How are thy Servants blefs'd, O Lord How charming is the Place - How did the Powers of Darkneſs rage How firm a Foundation, ye Saints of the Lord How free and boundlefs is the Grace How great, how folemn is the Work How great, how terrible that God How happy are we How happy is the Pilgrim's Lot How haft thou, Lord from Year to Year How keen the Tempter's Malice is How low ſhall Death the Tyrant reign How long ſhall Earth's alluring Toys How long thou faithful God ſhall L How lovely, how divinely fweet How many Years has Man been driven How oft, alas, this wretched Heart How precious is the Book divine How ſhall I my Savior fet forth How ſhall the Sons of Men appear How foft the Words my Savior ſpeaks. How various and how new - Humble Souls who feek Salvation I I Aſk'd the Lord that I might grow I come, the great Redeemer cries I my Ebenezer raiſe - - I would, but cannot fing - If fecret Fraud ſhould dwell Infinite Excellence iś thine - In Jordan's Tide the Baptist ſtands In Songs of fublime Adoration and Praife * Hymn 17 34-7 36 34 I 3 I 4. 1 28 362 453 57o6z 3oo 5oz I 55 ? 54 364 343 42 I 86 43 1 5 r 377 517 547 445 32 1 i 93 5 I 2 3O9 164 4421 1 Q
! - ---- | ||-||| A T A B L E In ſweet exalted strains - In thee thou all-fufficient God In vain Apollos' filver Tongue In vain the giddy World enquires. In what Confuſion Earth appears Is Jefus inine, I'm now prepar'd Iſrael in ancient Days - It is the Lord enthron'd in Light Jeſus, and ſhall it ever be - Jeſus at thy Command - Jeſus commiſſion'd from above Jeſus full of all Compaffion Jeſus I love thy charming Name Jeſus how precious is thy Name Jeſus I fing thy matchlefs Grace Jefus immutably the fame - Jefus is our great Salvation - Jeſus let thy pitying Eye * Jeſus Lover of my Souł – Jefus mighty King in Sion ' - Jeſus my All to Heaven is gone Jeſus my Lord how rich thy Grace - Jeſus my Love my chief Delight Jeſus my Savior and my God Jeſus, O Word, divinely fweet Jeſus our Souls delightful Choice Jeſus fince thou art still To-day Jeſus the eternal Son of God Jeſus the heavenly Lover gave Jefus the Lord our Souls adore Jeſus the of Joys divine jefus thy Blood and Righteoufnefs Jeſus we claim thee for our own Jefas we hang upon the Word Jeſus when Faith with fixed Fyes * Hymn 338 4-4 1 36o 399 582 378 53 279 45 1 184 29; I 73 1 92 17z 2Gd 1 o8 3f3 3o ; 2O 1 433 171 1 o6. 475 2 1 9 189 55 1 59 1 67 1 06. 178 zo6. 477
Of the firſt Lines. K EEP Silence all created Things Kind are the Words that Jeſus fpeaks Kindred in Chriſt for his dear Sake King of Salem bleſs my Soul - L ET Avarice from Shore to Shore Let others boaſt their ancient Line Let party Names no more - Let Sion’s Watchmen all awake Let thoſe who bear the Chriſtian Name Light of thoſe whoſe dreary Dwelling Lo he comes with Clouds deſcending Lo he cometh countleſs Trumpets Look down O Lord with pitying Eye Look up ye Saints, direct your Eyes Lord and am I yet alive | Lord at thy Feet we Sinners lie . - Lord at thy Table I behold - Lord didit thou die but mot for me Lord diſmiſs us with thy Bleſſing Lord doft thou ſhew a Corner-ſtone Lord God Omnipotent to blefs - Lord haft thou made me know thy WaysLord how large thy Bounties are Lord how ſhall wretched Sinners dare Lord I am pain'd but I refign - Lord I am thine entirely thine Lord I am vile what ſhall I ſay Lord I cannot let thee go - Lord if thou thy Grace impart Lord of Hoſts how lovely fair - Lord ſhall we part with Gold for Droſs Lord thou hast been thy Children's God Hymn :: I 25 5 I 4. 183 45 91 2554I o 282 182 576 575 37 I 2 % 235 482 287 389 163382 1 O5 1 19 52 53 490 493 354237 342 4o1
A T A B L E Hymn Lord thou haft bid thy People pray - 536 t Lord thou with an unerring Beam - . . 8 Lord thy pervading Knowledge strikes - 28 Lord 'tis an infinite Delight - - 555 Lord we come before thee now - 363 Lord when I read the Traitor's Doom - 58o Lord when our raptur'd Thoughts furvey 32 Lord when we fee a Saint of thine Lord with a griev'd and aching Heart - 235 Loud let the tunefui Trumpet Sound - 58 M. AY the Grace of Chríft our Savior Methinks the last great Day is come 57t - 5 53 | ;9z Mighty God while Angels bleſs thee - 13ż Mong all the Priests of Jewiſh Race - 191 awake with Angels join - 129 | Muft all the Charms of Nature then - 52o My Brethren from my Heart belov'd - 416 My Captain founds the Alarm of War - 3o3 | My God affift me while I raife - 203 - My God how cheerful is the Sound - 126 My God the Covenant of thy Love - 67 My God what filken Cords are thine - 216 My gracious Redeemer I'll love - 253. My gratefni Tongue immortal King - 25 My rifing Soul with ſtrong Defires - 97 My Savior let me hear thy Voice - 89. My Sorrows like a Flood - - 88 My Soul with Joy attend - - 1o3 My Thoughts that often mount the Skies 55o My Times of Sorrow and of Joy - 276 N | JO more dear Savior will I boast - 481 No Strength of Nature can fuffice - 51.
Of the first Lines. Not all the Nobles of the Earth Not by the Laws of InnocenceNot unto us but thee alone a Now begin the heavenly Theme Now far above theſe ſtarry Skies Now from the Altar of our Hearts Now let a true Ambition rife * Now let our cheerful Eyes furvey Now let our drooping Hearts revive Now let our Faith grow ſtrong and rife Now let our Hearts conſpire to raife Now let our Souls on Wings fublime Now let our Voices join - ' Now let the Feeble all be strong Now let us raiſe our cheerful Strains Now may the God of Peace and Love Now Lord the heavenly Seed is fown Now while the Goſpel-Net is cast : O O'ER the gloomy Hills of Darkneſ,O for a cloſer Walk with God O for a fweet inf iring Ray - O God my Sun thy blífsful Rays O Lord I would delight in thee o Lord my best Defes fulfii - O Lord my God whoſe fovereign Love O my diſtruſtful Heart - O my Soul what means this Sadneſs O that I knew the ſecret Place O that the Lord indeed - O the immenfe the amazing Height Q thou before whoſe gracious ne O thou that haft Redemption wrought O thou who didst thy Glory leave Hymn 225 384 479 497 5 I 9 1 54 566 48o 522 323 23 3o 147 39o 372 366 428 587 23 I 248 277 68 64. 318 99 381 5O3 4 1 3 327 74
A T A B L E | | | O what stupendous Mercy ſhines O ye immortal Thron - Ofall the Joys we Mortals know Oft have I turn'd my Eye within On Britain long a favor'd Iſle - On Jordan's stormy Banks I stand On Sion his moſt holy Mount - On what has now been fown - On Wings of Faith mount up, &c. Once as the Savior paſs'd along Our Father whoſe eternal Sway Our God afcends his lofty Throne · Our heavenly Father calls - Our Lord is rifen from the Dea Cur Savior alone - P PArisNCE O what a Grace divine Peace 'tis the Lord Jehovah's HandPeer weak and worthlefs tho' I am Pras God trom whom all Blestings flow Praise the Savior all ye Nations Naas to out S&epherd's gracious Namerais se se lerà ofbondleſs Might Nasse se tse Lord who bows his Ear na e se the lord whose mighty Hand Ne e se sèv Name, eternal God Nesas es grasis Godr \taue as Ceris my wondrous Grace rosess dear ses as thy Feet R RAss ssssssssss-ser rife thine Eye Nses de l sed s Nins Rosse s ès sast Ssessra Hyma 145
Of the first Lines, Hymn Repent the Voice celestial cries - et 7 Return my roving Heart return - - 329 Riſe my Soul and and stretch thy Wings - 3o1 Rock of Ages ſhelter me - - - I 95 S SALVATION Q melodious Sound - 143 Salvation thro’ our dying God - 1o9 Savior divine we know thy Name - I 94 Savior of Men and Lord of Love - 133 Savior vifit thy Plantation - * 427 Say who is fhe that looks abroad - - 493 Searcher of Hearts before thy Face - 268 See Felix cloth'd with Pomp and Pow’r - 38o See gracious God before thy Throne - 525 See how rude Winter's icy Hand - - 5o7 See how the little toiling Ant - 5O5 See how the mounting Sun - - - 494 See how the willing Converts trace - 45o See Iſrael's gentle Shepherd stand - 337 See Lord thy willing Subjects bow - 139 Self-destroy'd for Help I pray |- - 379 Shall Atheiſts dare infult the Croſs - - 61 Shall Jeſus deſcend from the Skies - 73 Shepherd of Iſrael bend thine Ear - - 409 Shepherd of Iſrael thou dost keep - - 4 i I Should bounteous Nature kindly pour 259 Shout for the bleſſed Jeſus reigns - - 429 Since Jeſus freely did appear - - 513 Sinful and blind and poor - - - 369 Sing to the Lord above - - - 431 · Sinner O why fo thoughtlefs grown - 55 e Sinners the Voice of God regard - . - 116 So fair a Face bedew’d with Tears - 484 C
A T A B L E T The Bible is juſtly eſteem'd - The Deluge at the Almighty's Call The Fountain of Chriſt - - The God of Abram praiſe - - The God of Love will fure indulge - - The great Redeemer we adore - The holy Eunuch when baptiz'd - The icy Chains that bound the Earth The joyful Morn my God is come - The King of Heaven his Table ſpreads The Lord on mortal Worms looks down The Lord who rules the World’s Affairs The Lord will Happineſs divine - The mighty Frame of glorious Grace The mighty God will not deſpiſe - The Moment a Sinner believes - The Peace which God alone reveals The righteous Lord fupremely great The Savior calls let every Ear - . The Spring great God at thy Command The wandering Star and fleeting Wind The wondering Nations have beheld Thee Father we bleſs - |- | - Hymn Sons we are thro’ God’s EleƐtion - - 6; Sovereign of all the Worlds on high - 92 Sovereign of Life I own thy Hand - - 542 Sovereign Ruler of the Skies - - 545 Sprinkled with reconciling Blood - - 357 Stay thou inſulted Spirit stay - - - 215 Stern Winter throws his icy Chains - 5c6 Stretch'd on the Croſs the Savior dies - 137 Sweet was the Time when firſt I felt - 315 THAT God who made the Worlds on high 47 2O5 1.d4 1 68 66 564 443 471 498 346 486 423 434 275 148 273 222 39I 238 12O 5o1 31 o 4O4 I o7 A - – – –------
Of the firſt Lines. - Hymn There is a Fountain fill'd with Blood - 169 There's Joy in Heaven and Joy on Earth 438 There is no Path to heavenly Bliſs - - 2O2 Thine earthly Sabbaths Lord we love - 35z This God is the God we adore - - 385 Thou art O God a Spirit pure - 3 Thou dear Redeemer dying Lamb - - 385 Thou God of glorious Majesty - - 549 Thou Lord my Safety thou my Light - 344 Thou only Centre of my Reſt - -- 537 Thou only Sovereign of my Heart - - 44O Thou very pafchal Lamb - - I 8o Thrice happy Souls who born from Heaven 226 Thro' all the changing Scenes of Life - 285 Thro' all the various ſhifting Scene - 33 Thus Agur breath'd his warm Defire - 262 Thus far my God hath led me on - - 324 Thus it became the Prince of Grace - 444 Thus was the great Redeemer plung'd - 448 Thus we commemorate the Day -- - 476 Thy Life I read my deareſt Lord - - 556 Thy Mercy my Godis the Theme of my Song 15 Thy Names how infinite they be - - 6 Thy Preſence everlaſting God - - 516 Thy Preſence gracious God afford - - 361 Thy Sire and ñer who brought thee forth 48 Thy Way O God is in the Sea - - 245 Thy Ways O Lord with wife Deſign - 31 'Tis a Point I long to know - - - 25o 'Tis finiſh'd fo the Savior cried - - 72 'Tis finiſh'd 'tis done the Spiritis fled - 56o To Christ the Lord let every Tongue - 161 To distant Lands thy Goſpel fend - - 374 To Father Son and Holy Ghoſt - - 393 To Father Son and Holy Ghoſt - - 397 C 2
A T A B L E # | - Hymn To God my Savior and my King - - 82 To God the univerſal King -" - 1 To Jefus our exalted Lord - - 48 To our Redeemer's glorious Name - To praiſe the ever bounteous Lord - - 5o4 To the eternal Three - - - - 304 To thee Almighty God we bring - - 534 To thee let my first Offerings - - 491 To thee who reign'st ſupreme above - 529 U UNCLEAN unclean and full of Sin - 289 Unite my roving Thoughts unite - 265 Unto thine Altar Lord - - - - 356 W WAIT O my Soul thy Maker's Will - 1 1 We bleſs th' eternal Source of Light 412 What are Poffeſions Fame and Power - 398 What hath God wrought might Iſrael fay 535 What heavenly Man or lovely God - 472 What is our God or what his Name • 2O What jarring Natures dwell within - 41 What nean theſe Jealouſies and Fears - 9o What Scenes of Horror and of Dread - 559 What ſhall the dying Sinner do - - 6o What ſtrange Perplexities arife - - 331 What various Hindrances we meet - - 353 What Wiſdom Majesty and Grace - - 59 Whate'er to thee our Lord belongs - - 455 When Abrain full of facred Awe - - 526 When Abram's Servant to procure - 447 When any turn from Zion's Way - 439 When at this Diſtance Lord we trace - 135 When blooming Youth is fnatch'd away - 557
Of the first Lines. - - Hymn When by the Tempter's Wiles betray’d I 22. When Darkneſs long has veil'd my Mind 241 When Death appears before my Sight - 552 When firſt the God of boundleſs Grace 2 1 When I the holy Grave furvey - - 143 When Jeſus dwelt in mortal Clay - - 435 When Iſrael's grieving Tribes complain’d 1 57 When Iſrael thro' the Deſert paſs'd - 44. When O dear Jeſus when ſhall I - 35 t When Paul was parted from his Friends 4 I 4. When ſhall thy lovely Facebe feen - , 574 When Sins and Fears prevailing rife When fome kind Shepherd from his Fold 79 When the Eternal bows the Skies - 14. When thou my righteous Judge fhalt come 579 Where is my God, does he retire Where ſhall we Sinners hide our Heads Where two or three with fweet Accord Wherewith O Lord fhall I draw near While carnal Men with all their Might While my Redeemer's near - - While o'er our guilty Land O Lord While on the Verge of Life I stand While Sinners who prefume to bear Who ſhall condemn to endleſs Flames :-- 2 93 Why O my Soul why weepest thou - 274. Why ſhould a living Man complain - 312 Why ſhould our mourning Thoughts delight 568 Why flow theſe Torrents of Distrefs Why finks my weak deſponding Mind With heavenly Power O Lord defend With humble Heart and Tongue With melting Heart and weeping Eyes With Tears of Anguiſh I lament With thee Great God the Stores of Light :2 I
A T A B L E, &c. Y - Hymn YE dying Sons of Men - - I 18 Ye glittering Toys of Earth adieu - 187 Ye Hearts with youthful Vigor warm - 518 Ye humble Saints proclaim abroad - 19 Ye humble Souls approach your God - 1 2 Ye humble Souls complain no more - 234 Ye humble Souls rejoice - - - 26o Ye humble Souls that feek the Lord - I 44 Ye little Flock whom Jeſus feeds - 127 Ye mourning Saints whoſe ſtreaming Tears 558 Ye Prifoners of Hope - - - 198 Ye Scarlet colour'd Sinners come - 12 I Ye Servants of the Lord - - 325 Ye Servants of your God his Fame - 7 Ye Sons of Men with Joy record - 3o Ye that paſs by behold the Man - 136 Ye trembling Souls difmifs your Fears - 288 Ye virgin Souls arife - - - - - 551 Ye Worlds of Light that roll fo near – 16o #j Ye wretched hungry starving Poor - 473 | Yes I would love thee blested God - 247 : Yes the Redeemer roſe - - 140 | Yes there are Joys that cannot die 436 | Yonder amazing Sight I fee - - 1 38 ; Your Harps ye trembling Saints - 224 ||
| G E N E R A L C O N T E N T S. GOD - * from Hymn 1 to the 26 CREATION and PROVIDENCE 27 - 37 FALL of MAN - - 38 - 42 SCRIPTURE, Properties of it 43 - 46 Moral and Ceremonial Law 47 - 53 Gofpel - - - 54 - 61 Doctrines and Bleſſings - 62 – 113 Invitations and Promifes - 114 - 128 CHRIST, his Incarnation and Ministry 129 – 135 Sufferings and Death - 136 – 139 Reſurrection and Aſcenſion - 14o – 146 Exaltation and Interceſſion - 147 – 155 Characters placed alphabetically 156 – 2o5 SPIRIT, his Influences - - 2o6 - 216 Graces of the, placed alphabetically 217 – 293 CHRISTIAN LIFE - - 294 - 328 WORSHIP, private - - 329 - 332 Family - * - 333 - 337 Public - - - 338 – 345 Lord's Day - - 346 - 352 Before Prayer - - 353 - 358 Before Sermon - - 359 - 371 After Sermon, and Doxologies 372 – 397 WORLD - - - - 398 – 4oz CHURCH, deſcribed, formed, &c. &c. 463 – 4o6 Ordinations, &c. &c. - 407 - 412 Pastors, Deacons, People - 413 - 422 Affociations of Churches - 423 - 431 Collections for poor Churches - 432 – 436 Church-Meetings * - 437 - 441 BAPTISM * * - 442 - 471 LORD’S SUPPER - - - 472 – 49o TIMES and SEASONS * - 491 - 542 TIME and ETERNITY - - 543 - 549 DEATH and the RESURRECTION - 55o – 569 JUDGMENT - - - 57o - 579 HELL and HEAVEN - • 58o - 588
o trag in H Y M N S, &c.i .toO", entru - - , - - - G O D. - A - lA. Hy M N I. a L. M. DR. S. Sresserr. A Song of Praiff to God.: - - i na 1 To God the | Let all Mankind their Tribute bring : - All that have Breath, your Voices raife, è In Songs of never-ceafing Praiſe. 2 The ſpacious Earth on which we tread, And wider Heavens ſtretch'd o’er our Head, * A large and folemn Temple frame, * To celebrate its Builder's Fame. o 3 Here the bright Sun that rules the Day, . As thro' the Sky he makes his Way, To all the World proclaims aloud The boundlefs Søv'reignty of God. 4 When from his Courts the Sun retires, i And with the Day his Voice expires, The Moon and Stars adopt the Song, And thro' the Night the Praiſe prolong. 5 The lift'ning Earth with Rapture hears se Th' harmonious Mufick of the Spheres ; Andall her Tribes the Notes repeat, That God is wife, and good, and great. 6 But Man ehdow'd with nobler Pow’rs, - His God in nobler Strains adores: His is the Gift to know the Song, As well as fing **,tuneful Tongue. * · · -
T H E B E I N G A N D II. L. M. WILLIAM's's PsALMs. The Unity of God, Deut. vi. 4. 1 ETERNAL God ! Almighty Cauſe Of Earth and Seas and Worlds unknown; All Things are ſubject to thy Laws; All Things depend on thee alone. 2 Thy glorious Being fingly stands, Of all within itſelf posteſt; Control'd by none are thy Commands; Thou from thyſelf alone art bleſt. 3 To thee alone Ourſelves we owe ; Let Heaven and Earth due Homage pay; All other Gods we difavow, Deny their Claims, renounce their Sway. 4 Spread thy great Name thro' Heathen Lands; Their Idol-deities dethrone ; Reduce the World to thy Command, And reign, as thou art, God alone. III. L. M. The Spirituality of God, John iv. 24 1 THOU art, O God! a Spirit pure, Inviſible to mortal Eyes ; Th’ immortal, and the eternal King, The Great, the Good, the only Wife. 2 Whilst Nature changes, and her Works Corrupt, decay, diſſolve and die, Thy Effence pure no Change ſhall fee, Secure of Immortality. 3 Thou great Inviſible ! what Hand Can draw thy Image fpotlefs fair ? To what in Heaven, to what on Earth, Can Men th' immortal King compare ?
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 4 Let stupid Heathens frame their Gods f) * Of Gold and Silver, Wood and Stone;" | Ours is the God that made the Heavens, Jehov Ah He, and Gob alone, ond to M 5 My Soul, thy pureſt Hornage pay, so I Im Truth and Spirit him adore; o dri More ſhall this pleaſe than Sacrifice, baA Than outward Forms, delight him more.) la i al IV. L. M. Sreeie, º ile *** , ! die na 3 The Eternity of God and Man’s Meriality, PỂ XC. o I » I * I y ' LORD, thou hast been thy Children's God, All-powerful, wife, and good, and juſt, In every Age their fafe Abode, daarvo Their Hope, their Refuge, and their Trust. * 2 Before thy Wordgave Nature Birth, Ad:l ) : Orfpread thể starry Heavens abroad, nuo Orform’d the varied Face of Earth, s vrod brA From everlasting thou art Gop.ło noion/. ad i' 3 Great Father of Eternity, si azei ucir - How ſhort are Agesin thy Sight! is 4 ir ve A thouſand Years, how fwift they fly, es .bn A Like one ſhort filent Watch of Night !nsã s-2 4 Uncertain Life, how foon it flies ! ne novod s Dream ofan Hour, how ſhort our Bloom! ' Like Spring's Verdure now we rife, doit" Cut down ere Night to fill the Tomb. */ 5 Teach us to count our ſhort’ning Days, in e And with true Diligence apply sit, briÁ Our Hearts to Wiſdom's facred Ways, ai B That we may learn to live and die, si diol B 2
THE BEIN G, A N D 1 6 O make our facred Pleaſures rife, - In ſweet Proportion to our Pains, *Till c'en the fad Remembrance dies, Nor one uneafy Thought complains. 7 [Let thy Almighty Work appear, Power and Evidence divine; And may the Blifs thy Servants ſhare, Continued to their Children fhine! 8 Thy glorious Image fair imprest, Let all our Hearts and Lives declare; Beneath thy kind Protection blest, May all our Laborstown thy Care !] V. L. M. p. Dod or roce. * * f ~ v ** *** | -- The linnarability of God and the Mutability of the Creation, Pfalin cii. 25–28. - : 1 G REAT Former of this various Fraine, s - Our Souls adore thine awful Name; . . . . ) And bow and tremble, while they praife . ' The Ancient ofeternal Days. - 1 - - - - - - 2 Thou, Lord, with unſurpris’d Survey, :: - | Saw'st Naturė rifing Yesterday ; w ,, | And, as Tö-morrow, íhallithine Eye.g., til: | See Earth and Stars in Ruin lie. º 2 . . . 3 Beyond an Angel's Vifion bright, :: , Thourdwell'stin felf-existent:Light; to re- | Which fhines with undiminiſh'd Ray, i While Suns and Worlds in Smoke decay. b : D 4 Our Days a tranſient Period run, ɔ e -n 's T : And change with ev'ry circling Sun; i i . And in the firmeſt State weboaſt, * " i "" A Moth can cruſh us into Dust. i , 4 *
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. "- - - - 5 But let the creatures fall around: si l ? - Let Death confignus to the Ground: * Let the last general Flame ariſe,Andmelt the Arches of the Skies: baé 6 Calm as the Summer's Ocean, we ITV Can all the Wreck of Nature fee, While Grace fecures usan Abode, se we wo Unſhaken as the Throne of Gop. VI. C. M. # Da. War - lien'ſ *** to noe .* "The Înfinitezº 2 eid tio oriwr a'r epsit as I e' aesti lo enloo ed i I THy Names, how infinite they bet Great Everi Asring One !° ° Boundleſs thy Might and Majesty, And unconfin’dthy Throne. e^ ad / 2 Thy Glories ſhine ofwondrous Size, º And wondrous large thy Grace; *** Immortal Daybreaks from thine Eyes, º And Gabriel veils his Face. A 3 Thine Effence is a vast Abyſs, " " Which Angels cannot found, ad T An Ocean of Infinities 2. ada " Where allour Thoughts are drown'd. *** 4 The Mysteries of Creation lievo ir ne Beneath enlighten'd Minds; º 4 Thoughts can aſcend above the Sky, si :En A And fly before the Winds. en 5 Reafon may grafp the mafy Hills, And ſtretch from Pole to Pole, i ſian 4 But halfthy Name our Spirit fills, bisa . And overloads our Soul, lo B3
THE BEING AN P , ! 6 In vain our hangh:lyn fwells, - - - - - For , * But boundlefs Unconceivables, . . . . . And vaſt Eternity, evil n. - : ' , ' ' VII. L. M. Mezaick's Psalms, , º Omnipotence : or, the Power and Providence of Ge B, i Pſalm ekxxv. - - - - - - | 1 YE Servants ºf you Goo: his Fame 2 iv In Songs of highest Praife proclaim : Ye who, on his Commands intent, .. The Courts of Iſrael's Lord frequent. 2 Him praiſe; the everlasting King, , : : : * 1 And Mercy's unexhausted Spring: , * Hafte, to his Name your Voices rear ; , What Name like his the Heart can cheer ? 3 Thy Greatnefs, Lord, my Thoughtsattest, With awful Gratitude impreſs'd, Nor know, among the Seats divine, A Power that ſhall contend with thine : 4 O Thou, whoſe all-difpofing Sway, ‘ “ : The Heavens, the Earth, and Seas obey ; - Whoſe Might through all Extent extends, Sinks through all Depth, all Height tranſcends; 5 From Earth's low Margin to the Skies, Now bids the pregnant Vapors rife, The Lightning's pallid Sheet expands, And glads with Show’rs the furrow'd Lands: 6 Now from thy Storehouſe, built on high, Permits th' impriſon'd Winds to fly, And, guided by thy Will, tofweep The Surface of the foaming Deep, f. – — · |
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 7 Him praiſe, the everlaſting King, 2 - And unexhauſted Spring: - Haste, to his Name your Voices rear; i What Name like his the Heart can cheer ? VIII. C. M. Blacklock, te -3 . . The Omnipreſence and Omnistience of Gop, - Pſalm cxxxix. ** 1. LORD, thou with an unerring Beam º Surveyeſt all my Powers; My rifing Steps are watch'd by thee, A By thee, my resting Hours. 2 My Thoughts, fcarce ſtrugglinginto Birth, * Great God, are known to thee': Abroad, at Home, ſtill I'm inclos'd With thine Immenſity. 3 Tothee the Labyrinths of Life º es In open View appear; Nor steals a Whiſper from my Lips Without thy Ear. 4 Behind Iglance, and thou art there; Before me fhines thy Name; And 'tis thy ſtrong Almighty Hand . Sustains my tender Frame. 5 Such Knowledge mocks the vain Eſſays Of my astoniſh'd Mind; Nor can my Reaſon's foaring Eye Its towering Summit find. P A U S E. 6 Where from thy Spirit ſhall I ſtretch The Pinions of my Flight ? Or where, thro' Nature's fpacious Range, Shall I elude thy Sight?
THE BEING AND - 7 Scal'd I the Skies; the Blaze divine " : Would overwhelm my Soul: Plung'd I to Hell; there ſhould I hear - Thine awful Thunders roll. i 8 If on a Morning's darting Ray . r With matchleſs Speed I rode, And flew to the wild lonely Shore, s That bounds the Ocean's Flood; 9 Thither thine Hand, all-preſent God, r : Muft guide the wondrous Way, , And thine Omnipotence fupport - ; The Fabric of my Clay, - 1o Should I involve myſelf around - With Clouds oftenfold Night, The Clouds would fhine like blazing Noon Before thy piercing Sight. - 1 1 “ The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hours “ Are both alike to thee : “ O may I ne'er provoke that Power : “ From which I cannot flee !” - Ix. C. M. Dr. warts's Lyric Poems. * Divine Sovereignty; or, God's Dominion and Decrees. I KEEP Silence all created Things, * And wait your Maker's Nod: * A/ My Soul ſtands trembling, while ſhe fings The Honors of her God. - 2 Life, Death, and Hell, and Worlds unknown* Hang on his firm Decree: He fits on no precarious Throne, Nor borrows Leave. To B E.
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 3 Chain'd to his Throne, a Volumelies, With all the Fates of Men, With every Angel's Form and Size, - Drawn by th' eternal Pen. - 4 His Providence unfolds the Book, en , And makes his Counfels fhine; Each opening Leaf, and every Stroke . ' Fulfils fome deep Deſign. G yra i 5 Here, he exalts neglected Worms . To Sceptres and a Crown; i And there, the following Page he turns, i And treads the Monarch down. 6 Not Gabriel aſks the Reaſon why, a - Nor God the Reafon gives; Nordares the favoriteAngel pry - Between the folded Leaves. i bard a 7 My Gop, I would not long to fee My Fate with curious Eyes, .i.: What gloomy Lines are writ for me, Or what bright Scenes may rife. 3 In thy fair Book of Life and Grace, Q may I find/my Name, o r r i Recorded in fome humble Pláce, , ' ' Beneath my Rp the Lamb l a e tie : , alienuo O zi i fl. a X. Sevens. B. FRANicis» -te o The Majesty of God..erro et i -i i = -i - r II 1 GLORY to tiếderni King, Clad in Majeſty ſupreme! Let all Heaven his Praiſes fing, i Letall Worlds his Power proclaim
T H E B E IN G A N D 2 Through Eternity he reigns In unbounded Realms of Light; He the Univerſe fustains, As an Atom in his Sight. 3 Suns on Suns through boundleſs Space, With their Syſtems move or ſtand ; Or, to occupy their Place, New Orbs rife at his Command. 4 Kingdoms flouriſh, Empires fall, Nations live, and Nations die, All forms Nothing, Nothing all At the Movement of his Eye. 5 O let my tranſported Soul Ever on his Glories gaze, Ever yield to his Control, - - - Ever found his lofty Praife! - | - | XI. L. M. Brodoxr. The Widim ofGoo. ' ' ' " WAIT, O my Soul, thy Maker's Will, ' fuu ai ir "" Norleta murmuring Thought arife, ** ** | His Ways are juſt, his Councils wife. | 2 He in the thickeſt Darkneſs dwells, Performs his Work, the Caufe conceals; But tho’ his Methods are unknown, Judgment and Truth ſupport his Throne. | , In Heaven, and Earth, and Air, and Seas, , , He executes his firm Decrees ; - And by his Saints it ſtands confeſt, That what he does is ever beſt, * - | 4. - - - - - ----
, PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 4 Wait then, my Soul, fubmiſfive wait, Proſtrate before his awful Seat; And 'midſt the Terrors of his Rod, Truſtina wife and gracious Gob. XII. C. M. Sree Le. , The Goodneß ofGoo, Nahum i. 7. " YE humble Souls, approach your Goo With Songs of facred Praife, Forhe is good, immenfely good, Andkindare all his Ways. 2 All Nature owns his guardian Care, In him we live and move; But nobler Benefits declare The Wonders of his Love. 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, To ranfom rebel Worms; 'Tis here he makes his Goodneſs known In its diviner Forms. 4 To this dear Refuge, Lord, we come, 'Tis here our Hope relies; A fafe Defence, a peaceful Home, When Storms of Trouble rife. 5 Thine Eye beholds, with kind Regard, | The Souls who truft in thee; Their humble Hope thou wilt reward, With Bliſs divinely free. 6 Great Gop, to thy Almighty Love, What Honors ſhall we raife ? Not all the raptur'd Songs above Can render equal Praife.
T H E B E IN G A ND | XIII. L. M. The Leving-tindwstofsie Lord, ist. lxiii.7. 1 AWAKE my Soul, in joyful Lays } A And fing thy grat Redeemer's Fraiſe 3 | - He justly claims a Song from me, '' His Loving-kindneſs O how free ! | 2 He ſaw meruin'd in the Fall, · - Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all; H He fav'd me from my loft Eſtate, || His Loving-kindneſs O how great ! | T h o' numerous Hosts of mighty Foes, į. } Tho’ Earth and Hell my Way oppoſe, || He ſafely leads my Soul along, - į | His Loving-kindneſs O how ſtrong! * 4 When Trouble like a gloomy Cloud, i Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, He near my Soul has always ſtood, His Loving-kindneſs O how good ! 5 Often I feel my finful Heart, - - Prone from my Jesus to depart; But tho' I have him oft forgot, His Loving-kindneſs changes not. 6 Soon fhall I paſs the gloomy Vale, Soon all my mortal Powers muſt fail ; Oh ! may my laſt expiring Breath His Loving-kindneſs fing in Death ! 7 Then let me mount and foar away, * To the bright World of endleſs Day ; .. And fing with Rapture and Surpriſe, His Loving-kindneſs in the Skies. ---- 1 *.
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. - || XIV. C. M. DR. WArrs’s Lyric PogMs. The Grace ofGoo; or, Divine Condstenston. 1 WHEN the Eternal bows the Skies, To viſit earthly Things, With Scorn divine he turns Eyes From Towers of haughty Kings: 2. He bids his awful Chariot roll Far downward from the Skies, Tovifit every humble Soul, With Pleaſure in his Eyes. 3 Why ſhould the Lord that reigns above Difdain fo lofty Kings? Say, Lord, and why Looks of Love Upon fuch weithlef Things ? 4 Mortals, be dumb; what Creature dares Diſpute his awful Will? Aik no Account of his Affairs, But tremble, and be still, 5 Just like his Natureis his Grace,All fovereign, and all free;Great God, f. fearchiefs are thy Ways! How deep thy Judgments be! XV. Elevens. S–, The Mercy of God, Pſalm lxxxix. 1. i 1 Hy Mercy, my Goo, is the Theme of my Song,The Joy ofmy Heart,andthe Boaſtofmy Tongue; Thy free Grace alone, from the firſt to the last, Hath won my Affections, and bound my Soul faſt. 2 Without thyfweet Mercy I could not live here,Sin foon would reduce me to utter Deſpair; - But, thro' thy free Goodneſs, my Spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps rhe alive. C | |
T H E B E I N G A N D ---- 3 Thy Mercy is more than a Match for my Heart, Which wonders to feel its own Hardneſs depart; Diſſolv'd by thy Goodneſs, I fall to the Ground, And weep to the Praife of the Mercy I found. 4 The Door of thy Mercy stands open all Day Toth’ poor and the needy,whoknock by theWay; No Sinner ſhall ever be empty fent back, Who comes feeking Mercy for Jesus’s Sake. 5 Thy Mercy in Jesus exempts me from Hell; Its Glories I'll fing, and its Wonders I'll tell : 'Twas Jesus myFriend,whenhehungontheTree, Who open'd the Channel of Mercy for me. 6 Great Father of Mercies, thy Goodneſs I own, And the Covenant Love of thy crucify'd Son: All Praife to the Spirit, whoſe Whiſper divine, Seals Mercy and Pardon and Righteoufneſs mine. XVI. Sevens. The Long-ſuffering, or, Patience of God. I LORD, and am I yet alive, . Not in Torments, not in Hell! Still doth thy good Spirit strive! With the chief of Sinners dwell ! Tell it, unto Sinners tell, I am, I am out of Hell ! z Yes, I still lift up mine Eyes, Will not of thy Love deſpair; Still in ſpite of Sin I rife, Still I bow to thee in Prayer. Tell it, &c. 3 O the Length and Breadth of Love! Jesus, S.Avio u R, can it be ? All thy Mercies Height I prove, All the Depth is feen in me. Tell it, &c.
PERFECTIONS OF Go D. 4 See a Buſh that burns with Fire Unconfum’d amid the Flame ! Turn afide th' Sight to admire, *I the living Wonder am. Tellit, &c. - 5 See a Stone that hangs in Air ! See a Spark in Ocean live ! Kept alive with Death fo near, I to God the Glory give. Ever tel1–to Sinners tell, I am, I am out of Hell. - *4 XVII. C., M. The Halinęſ of God, Iſaiah viii. 13. 1 HOI Y and reverend is the Name Of our eternal King; Thrice holy Lord ! the Angels cry, Thrice holy, letus fing. 2 Heaven's brightest Lamps with him compar'd, How mean they look, and dim ! The faireſt Angels have their Spots When once compar'd with him. 3 Holy is he in all his Works, . And Truth is his Delight; But Sinners and their wicked Ways Shall periſh from his Sight. 4 The deepest Reverence of the Mind, Pay, O my Soul, to Goo ; Lift with thy Hands a holy Heart To his fublime Abode. y With facred Awe pronounce his Name Whom Words nor Thoughts can reach ; A broken Heart íhall pleaſe him more;Than the beſt Forms of Speech. C 2 ||||| |||||- | - | | --- |||| -| || | - |- |- | -| |||| | - |- || |
T H E B E I N G A N D 6 Thou holy God ! preferve my Soul From all Pollution free; The pure in Heart are thy Delight, And they thy Face ſhall fee. XVIII. L. M. Bed do Me. The Justice and Goodneß of Goo. I GREAT God, my Maker, and my King, Of thee I'll ſpeak, of thee I'll fing; All thou haft done, and all thou doſt Declare thee good, proclaim thee juſt : 2 Thy ancient Thoughts, and firm Decrees, Thy Threatnings and thy Promiſes, The Joys of Heaven, the Pains of Hell, What Angels taste, what Devils feel. 3 Thy Terrors and thine Acts of Grace, Thy threatening Rod, and Face, Thy wounding and thy healing Word, A World undone, a World reſtor'd : 4 While theſe excite my Fear and Joy; While theſe my tuneful Lips employ; ; O Lord, the humble Song, The Tribute of a trembling Tongue. XIX. L. M. N.–. The Truth and Faithfulneß of God, Num. xxiii. 19» I YE humble Saints, proclaim abroad The Honors of a faithful God, How just and true are all his Ways, How much above your highest Praiſe ! 2 The Words his facred Lips declare Of his own Mind the Image bear ; What ſhould H1M tempt, from Frailty free, * Blest in his Self-fufficiency ? . - - - - --------
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 3 Hewill not his great Selfdeny: A God all Truth can never lie : As well might he his Being quit As break his Oath, or Word forget. 4 Let frighten'd Rivers change their Courfe, Orbackward haften to their Source; Swift thro’ the Air let Rocks be hurl'd, And Mountains like the Chaffbe whirl’d. 5 Let Sun and Stars forget to rife, Or quit their Stations in the Skies; Let Heaven and Earth both paſs away, Eternal Truth ſhall ne'er decay. 6 True tohisWord, God gave his Son, To die for Crimęs which Men had done; Blest Pledge! he never will revoke A fingle Promife he has ſpoke. XX. L. M. DR. WArts's LyRic Poems, God Supreme and Self-ſufficient. |- W HAT is our Gop, or what his Name Nor Men can learn, nor Angels teach; He dwells conceal'd in radiant Flame, Where neither Eyes nor Thoughts can reach. 2 The ſpacious Worlds of heavenly Light, Compar'd with him, how ſhort they fall! They are too dark, and he too bright, Nothing are they, and God is All, 3 Hefpoke the wondrous Word, and lo, Creation rofeat his Command: Whirlwinds and Seas their Limits know, Bound in the Hollow of his Hand.. C 3,
T H E B E I N G A N D ---- 4 There rests the Earth, there rol! the Spheres, There Nature leans, and feels her Prop : But his own Self-fufficience bears The Weight of his own Glories up. 5 The Tide of Creatures ebbs and flows, Meaſuring their Changes by the Moon : No Ebb his Sea of Glory knows; His Age is one eternal Noon. 6 Then fly, my Song, an endleſs Round, The lofty Tune let Gabriel raiſe; All Nature dwell upon the Sound, But we can ne’er fulfil the Praife. XXI. C. M. DR. S. ST ENN ETT. Mercy and Truth met together; or, the Harmony of the divine Perfections, Pfalm lxxxv. 1 o. 1 W HEN firſt the Goo of boundleſs Grace Diſclos'd his kind Defign, To reſcue our apostate Race * From Mifery Shame and Sin; i 2 Quick, through the Realms of Light and Bliſs, : 'The joyful Tidings ran; : Each Heart exulted at the News, That God would dwell with Man, 3 Yet 'midst their Joys they paus'd awhile, And afk’d with ſtrange Surpriſe, “ But how can injur'd Justice fmile, “ Or look with pitying Eyes ? 4 [“ Will the Almighty deign again [ “ To vifit yonder World; “ And hither bring rebellious Men, “ Whence Rebels once were hurl'd ? |
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 5 “ Their Tears, and Groans, and deep Distrefs “ Aloud for Mercy call; ** But ah! muſt Truth and Righteoufneſs “ To Mercy Victims fall?” 6 Sofpake the Friends of God and Man, Delighted, yetfurpris'd; Eagerto know the wondrous Plan, That Wiſdom had devis'd.] 7 The Son of God attentive heard, And quickly thus reply'd, ** In Me let Mercy be rever'd, “ And Juſtice fatisfy'd. 8 “ Behold! my vital Blood I pour, ** A Sacrifice to God; “ Let angry Juſtice now no more ** Demand the Sinner’s Blood.” 9 Hefpake, and Heaven's high Arches rung, With Shouts of loud Applaufe; , “ Hedy’d” the friendly Angels fung, , Nor ceaſe their rapturous - XXII. C. M. DR. WAT 'rs’s SER MoNs. The Doctrine of the Trinity, and the U/e of it, Eph. ii. 18. 1 FATHER of Glory, to thy Name Immortal Praife we give, Who doſt an Act of Grace proclaim, And bid us Rebels live. 2 Immortal Honor to the Son, Who makes thine Anger ceaſe; Our Lives he ranfom’d with his own» And dy’d to make our Peace
T H E B E I N G A N D 3 To thy Almighty Spirit be Immortal Glory given, Whoſe Influence brings us near to thee, And trains us up for Heaven. 4 Let Men, with their united Voice, Adore th'eternal God, And ſpread his Honors and their Joys, Through Nations far abroad. 5 Let Faith, and Love, and Duty join, One general Song to raife; Let Saints in Earth and Heaven combine, In Harmony and Praife. : XXIII. L. M. DR. WATTs’s LY R1 c Po E Ms, The Incomprehenſibility of God. I GQD is a Name my Soul adores, Th’ALM I G H TY THRE E, th’ETERN AL ON E:. Nature and Grace, with all their Powers, Confeſs the Infinite Unknown. z From thy Great Self thy Being ſprings; Thou art thy own Original, Made up of uncreated Things, And Self-fufficience bears them all. 3 Thy Voice produc'd the Seas and Spheres, Bid the Waves roar, and Planets fhine ; Bưt Nothing like thy Self appears, Through all theſe ſpacious Works of thine. 4 Still restlefs Nature dies and grows; From Change to Change the Creatures run; Thy Being no Succeſſion knows, And all thy vast Defigns are one, .
PER F E C T I O N S O F G O D. 5 Thrones and Dominions round thee fall, And worſhip in ſubmiſſive Forms; Thy Preſence ſhakes this lower Ball, This little Dwelling-place of Worms. 6 How ſhall affrighted Mortals dare To fing thy Glory or thy Grace, Beneath thy Feet we liefo far, And fee but Shadows of thy Face ? 7 Who can behold the blazing Light? Who can approach confuming Flame? None but thy Wifdom knows thy Might, None but thy Word can fpeak thy Name, XXIV. L. M. N – . The Moral Perfeégions of Deity imitated, Matt. v. 48. 1 GREAT Author of th’ immortal Mind ! For nobleſt Thoughts and Views deſign'd; Make me ambitious to expreſs The Image of thy Holineſs. 2 While I thy boundleſs Love admire, Grant me to catch the facred Fire ; Thus ſhall my heavenly Birth be known, And for thy Child thou wilt me own. 3 Father, I fee thy Sun arife To cheer thy Friends and Enemies ; And when thy Rain from Heaven deſcends, Thy Bounty both alike befriends. 4 Enlarge my Soul with Love like thine; My Moral Powers by Grace refine; So ſhall I feel another's Woe, And cheerful feed an hungry Foe.
T H E B E I N G A N D -- 5 I hope for Pardon thro’ thy Son, For all the Crimes which I have done : Q, may the Grace that pardons me Conſtrain me to forgive like thee! XXV. L. M. Me R R 1ck's Psalms. The Divine Perfeếiions celebrated, Pfalm lxxxix. cxlv. 1 MY grateful Tongue, immortal King, * Thy Mercy ſhall for ever fing, My Verſe, to Time's remotest Day, Thy Truth in facred Notes diſplay. 2 O fay, what Strength fhall vie with thjne? VVhat Name, among the Seats divine, Ofequal Excellence postefs'd, Thy Sovereignty, great Goo, conteſt ? 3 Thee, Lord, Heaven's Hoſts their Leader own; Thee Might unbounded, thee alone, With endlefs Majesty has crown'd, And Faith, unfully'd, veſts thee round. 4 The Heaven above and Earth below, Thee, Lord, their great Poſſeſſor know; By Thee this Orb to Being rofe, And all that Nature's Bounds inclofe. 5 From thee amid the aerial Space The North and South affume their Place; ’Tis thine the Ocean's Rage to guide, And calm at Will its ſwelling Tide. 6 O, bleſt the Tribes, whoſe willing Ear Awakes the feſtal Shout to hear ; Who thankful fee, where'er they tread, Thy favoring Beams around them ſpread.
PERFECTIO N S O F G O D. - ' . 7 How ſhall they joy from Day to Day, Thyboundleſs Mercy to diſplay, Thy Righteoufneſs, indulgent Lord, With holy Confidence record! 3 0wife in all thy Works! thy Name Let Man's whole Race aloud proclaim, And, grateful, thro' the Length of Days, In cealeleſs Songs repeat thy Praife. KXVI. L. M. Dr. Watts's Lyric Poems, God exalted above all Praiſe. TERNAL Power! whoſe high Abode Becomes the Grandeur of a God; Infinite Length, beyond the Bounds Where Stars revolve their little Rounds. The lowest Step above thy Seat Rifestoohigh for Gabriel's Feet; In vain the tall Arch-angel tries To reach the Height with wondering Eyes, | Lord, what ſhall Earth and Aſhes do ? We would adore our Maker too; From Sin and Duft to thee we cry, The GREAT, the Holy, and the High ! | Earth, from afar, has heard thy Fame, And Worms have learn’d to thy Name; But O, the Glories of thy Mind Leave all our foaring Thoughts behind. i God is in Heaven, but Man below ; Be ſhort our Tunes; our Words be few : A facred Reverence checks our Songs, And Praiſe fits filent on our Tongues.
CREATION AND CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. XXVII. L. M. NEED HAM. A Summary Wiew of the Creation, Gen. i. 1 LOOK up, ye Saints, direct your Eyes To him who dwells above the Skies; With your lad Notes his Praiſe rehearſe Who form’d the mighty Univerſe. 2 He ſpoke, and from the Womb of Night At once ſprang up the cheering Light;Him and at his Nod Beauty awoke, and fpoke the God. 3 The Word he gave, th'obedient Sun Began his Race to run; Nor filver Moon, nor Stars delay To glide along th'ætherial Way. 4 Teeming with Life, Air, Earth and Sea Obey th'Almighty's high Decree; To every Tribe he gives their Food, Then ſpeaks the Whole divinely good. 5 But to complete the wondrous Plan, From Earth and Duft he faſhions Man ; In Man the laſt, in him the beſt, The Maker's Image stands confeſt. 6 Lord, while thy glorious Works I view, Form thou my Heart and Soul anew; Here bid thy purest Light to fhine, And Beauty glow with Charms divine.
P R O V I D E N C E. XXVIII. C. M. BI.Ack Lock. The Creation of Man ; or, God the Searcher of the Heart, Pſalm cxxxix. L ORD, thy pervading Knowledge ſtrikes Through Nature's inmoſt Gloom : And in thy circling Arms I lay A Slumberer in the Womb. 2 Thee will I honor, for I ſtand A Volume of thy Skill, Stupendous are thy Works, and they My Contemplations fill. 3 Thine Eye beheld me when the Speck Of Entity began; And o'er my Form, in Darkneſs fram'd, Thy rich Embroid'ry ran. - 4 Th' unfaſhion'd Maſs by thee was ſeen; My Structure in thy Book Was plann'd, before thy curious Mould The future Embryo took. \ 5 How precious are the ſtreaming Joys That from thy Love deſcend! Would I rehearfe their Numbers o'er, Where would their Numbers end ? 6 Not Ocean's countleſs Sands exceed The Bleflings of the Skies ; With Night's deſcending Shades they fall, With Morning Splendors rife. 7 “ Thy awful Glories round me fhine, “ My Fleſh proclaims thy Praife 3. “ Lorn, to thy Works of Naturejoin “ Thy Miracles of Grace.” D
C R E AT I O N - A N D XXIX. C. M. DR. WATTs's Lysic Poems. A Song to creating Wiſdom. 1 F TERNAL Wiſdom, thee we praiſe, “ Thee the Creation ſings : With thy lov'd Name, Rocks, Hills and Seas, And Heaven's high Palace rings. a 2 Thy Hand, how wide it ſpread the Sky ! How glorious Ting'd with a Blue of heavenly Dye, And ſtarr'd with ſparkling Gold. 3 Thy Glories blaze all Nature round, And ſtrike the gazing Sight, Thro' Skies, and Seas, and folid Ground, With Terror and Delight. 4 Infinite Strength, and equal Skill Shine thro' the Worlds abroad ; Our Souls with vaſt Amazement fill, And ſpeak the Builder God. 5 But still the wonders ofthy Grace Our fofter Paffions move; Pity divine in Jesus’ Face We fee, adore and love. - XXX. L. M. DR. DoD o R 1 D GE. God's Coodneſ, totheChildren of Men, Pſalm cvii.31. ! Y E Sons of Men, with Joy record The various Wonders of the Lo R d ; And let his Power and Goodnefs found Thro' all your Tribes the Earth around. z Let thc high Heavens your Songs invite, Thoſe ſpacious Fields of brilliant Light; Where Sun, and Moon, and Planets roll, And Stars, that glow from Pole to Pole. - - - - - -
P R O V I D E N C E. 3 Sing, Earth, in verdant Robes array'd, Its Herbs and Flowers, its Fruits and Shade ; Peopled with Life of various Forms, Of Fiſh, and Fowl, and Beaſts, and Worms. View the broad Sea's majestic Plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns; That Band remoteſt Nations joins, And on each Wave his Goodneſs ſhines. 5 But O! that brighter World above, Where lives and reigris incarnate Love ! Gop's only Son, in Fleſh array'd, For Man a bleeding Victim made. 6 Thither, my Soul, with Rapture foar; There in the Land of Prạife adore; ) | * The Theme demands an Angel's Lay, ' Demands an everlasting Day. * XXXI. L. M. Providence ; or, Gop working all Things after the Council of his :Will. * if Laf. * T HY Ways, Q. Load, with wife Deſign, Are fram'd upon thy Throne above, Andevery dark or bending Line, Meets in the Centre of thy Love. i z With feeble Light, and half obſcure, Poor Mortals thy Arrangements view, Not knowing that the Leaſt are fure, , , And the Mysterious juſt and true. 3 Thy Flock, thy own peculiar Care, . Tho' now they ſeem to roam uney'd, Are led or driven only whereThey best, and ſafest may abide- D z | | |
C R E A T I O N A N D 4 They neither know, nor trace the Way, But trusting to thy piercing Eye ; None of their Feet fo Ruin stray, Nor ſhall the weakeſt fail or dic. 5 My favor'd Soul ſhall meekly learn, To lay her Reafon at thy Throne ; Too weak thy Secrets to difcern, I'll truft thee for my Guide alone. XXXII. C. M. Stres le. Creation and Providence. 1- LORD, when our raptur'd Thought furveys Creation's Beauties o'er, All Naturejoins to teach thy Praife, And bid our Souls adore. 2 Where'er we turn our gazing Eyes, Thy radiant Footsteps fhine ; - Ten Thouſand pleafing Wonders rife, And ſpeak their Source divine. 3 The living Tribes, of countleſs Forms, In Earth, and Sea, and Air ; The meanest Flies, the ſmallest Worms Almighty Power declare. 4 Thy Wiſdom, Power, and Goodneſs, Lord, In all thy Works appear : And, O! let Man thy Praife record; Man, thy distinguiſh’d Care! 5 From thee the Breath of Life he drew ; That Breath thy Power maintains i Thy tender Mercy, ever new, His brittle Frane fuſtains.
P R O V I D E N C E. 6 Yet nobler Favors claim his Praiſe, , Of Reaſon’s Light postefs'd; By Revelation's brighteſt Rays, Still more divinely bleſs'd. 7 Thy Providence, his conſtant Guard, When threat’ning Woes impend ; Or will th' impending Dangers ward, Or timely Succors lend. * st . :: 8 On us that Providence has fhone With gentle fmiling Rays ; O, may our Lips and Lives make known. Thy Goodnefs and thy Praife! * XXXIII. L. M. Providence equitable and kind, Pſalm cvii. 1 Tilso: all the various ſhifting Scene, Of Life’s miſtaken Ill or Good ; Thy Hand, O God, conducts unfeen The beautiful Viciffitude. : * 2 Thou givest with paternal Care, s Howe'er unjuſtly we complain, To each their neceſſary Share - Of Joy and Sorrow, Health and Pain. 3 Truft we to Youth, or Friends, or Power, Fix we on this terreſtrial Ball ? When most fecure, the coming Hour, ', If thou fee fit, may blast them all. 4 When lowest funk with Grief and Shame, , Fill'd with Afflićtion’s bitter Çup, Loſt to Relations, Friends and Fame, i Thy powerful Hand can raiſe us up. : D 3 1
C. R E A T I O N , A N D 5 Thy powerful Confolations cheer, Thy Smiles ſuppreſs the deep-fetch'd Sigh, Thy Hand can dry the trickling Tear That ſecret wets the Widow's Eye. 6 All Things on Earth, and all in Heaven On thy eternal Will depend; And all for greater Good were given, And all ſhall in thy Glory end. 7 Thisbe my Care ; to all befide Indifferent let my Wiſhes be; ** Paſſion be calm; and dumb be Pride, “ And fix'd, O God, my Soul on thee.” XXXIV. C. M. Cowrr R. The Mysteries of Providence; or, Light /bining out of Darkneß. 1 GOD.movesin a mysterious Way, - His Wonders to perform ; He plants his Footsteps in the Sea, And rides upon the Storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable Mines Of never-failing Skill, He treaſures up his bright Defigns, And works his fovereign Will. 3 Ye fearful Saints, freſh Courage take, The Clouds ye fo much dread Are big with Mercy, and ſhall break In Bleſſings on your Head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble Senfe, But truft him for his Grace; Behind a frowning Providence, He hides a ſmiling Face.
P R O V I D E’N C E. 5 His Purpoſes will ripen faſt, Unfolding every Hour ; The Bud my have a bitter Taste, But fweet will be the Flower. 6 Blind Unbelief is fure to err, And fcan his Work in vain ; God is his own Interpreter, And he will make it plain. XXXV. C. M. Beppo Me. Mysteries to be explained hereafter, John xiii. 7. I GREAT Goo of Providence ! thy Ways Are hid from mortal Sight; Wrapt in impenetrable Shades, Or cloth'd with dazzling Light. 2 The wondrous Methods of thy Grace Evade the human Eye ; The nearer we attempt t’approach, The farther offthey fly. 3 But in the World of Bliſs above Where thou doſt ever reign, Theſe Mysteries ſhall be all unveil'd, And not a Doubt remain. * * The Sun of Righteoufneſs ſhall there i His brightest Beams diſplay, And not a hovering Cloud obſcure That never-ending Day. XXXVI. C. M. Ab bison. The Travellers Pſalm. 1 HOW are thy Servants blefs'd, O Loan, How fure is their Defence ! Eternal Wiſdom is their Guide, e i heir Help Omnipotence.
CR E A T I O N A N D 2 In foreign Realms, and Lands remote, Supported by thy Care, Thro' burning Climes they paſs unhurt, And breathe in tainted Air. 3 When, by the dreadful Tempest borne, High on the broken Wave, They know thou art not flow to hear, 1 Nor impotent to fave. 4 The Storm is laid, the Winds retire, Obedient to thy Will : The Sea, that roars at thy Command, At thy Command is still. 5 In 'midst of Dangers, Fears and Deaths, | Thy Goodneſs we'll adore, | We'll praiſe thee for thy Mercies past, | And humbly hope for more. 6 Our Life, while thou preferv’ft that Life, Thy Sacrifice ſhall be ; And Death, when Death fhall be our Lot, Shall join'our Souls to thee. XXXVII. C. M. Sr E ELE. Praist for the Biffings of Providence and Grace, Pfalm cxxxix. I ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, Kind Guardian of my Days, Thy Mercies let my Heart record In Songs of grateful Praiſe. z In Life's first Dawn, my tender Frame Was thy indulgent Care, Longere-İ could pronounce thy Name, Or breathe the infant Prayer,
P R O V I D E N C E. - 3. [Around my Path what Dangers roſe! What Snares ſpread all my Road! No Power could guard me from my Foes, But my Preferver, Goo. 4 How many Blestings round me fhone, Where'er í turn'd my Eye! How many paſt almoſt unknown, Or unregarded, by !] ; Each rolling Year new Favors brought From thy exhaustlefs Store; But ah ! in vain my laboring Thought Would count thy Mercies o'er. . 6 While ſweet Reflection, thro' my Days Thy bounteous Hand would trace; Still dearer Blestings claim thy Praife, The Bleſſings of thy Grace. 7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord, For Favors more divine ; That I have known thy facred Word, Where all thy Glories fhine. 8 Lord, when this mortal Frame decays, And every Weakneſs dies, Complete the Wonders of thy Grace, And raife me to the Skies. 9 Then ſhall my joyful Powers unite, In more exalted Lays, And join the happy Sons of Light In everlaſting Praiſe, ii
T H E F A L; L. · T H E F A L L. XXXV }II. L. M. Dr. Warrs's Lyric Poems, 1 Original Sin; or, The first and/econd Adam, ADAM, our Father and our Head, ** Tranſgreſs'd, and Justice doom'd us dead: The fiery Law ſpeaks all Deſpair, There's no Reprieve nor Pardon there. Call a bright Council in the Skies; Seraphs the mighty and the wife, Speak: are you ſtrong to bearthe Load, The weighty Vengeance of a God ? In vain we afk; for all around Stand filent thro' the heavenly Ground; There's not a glorious Mind above Has half the Strength or half the Loyę. But O ! unmeaſurable Grace ! Th“ eternal Son takes Adam's Place; Down to our World the Savior flies, Stretches his Arms and bleeds and dies, Amazing Work! look down, ye Skies, Wonder and gaze with all your Eyes ; Ye Saints below and Saints above,All bọw to this myſterious Love. XXXIX. C. M. Dr. S. S + ENNETT. Indwelling Sin lamented. WITH Tears of Anguiſh I lament, Here at thy Feet, my God, My Paffion, Pride, and Diſcontent And vike Ingratitude.. w"
T H E F A L L; i Surethere was ne'er a Heart fo bafe " ". So falſe as mine has been ! So faithlefs to its Promifes, So prone to every Sin! 3 My Reaſon tells me thy Commands Are holy, just, and true; | Tells me whate'er my God demands Is his moſt righteous Due. * * * | Reaſon I hear, her Counfels weigh, , And all her Words approve: But ſtill I find it hard t' obey, And harder yet to love. 5 How long, dear Savior, ſhall I feel Theſe Struggles in my Breaſt ? When wilt thou bow my ſtubborn Will, And give my Conſcience Reſt? 6 Break, fovereign G race, O break the Charm, And fet the Captive free: , Reveal, Almighty God, thine Arm, o - And haſte to refcue me, s - XL. S. M. - The evit Heart, Jer. xvii. 19. Matt:*Y: 9: . AsToNisid and distreſs'd - * I turn mine Eyes within ; My Heart with Loads of Guilt opprest, | The Seat of every Sin. • a what crowds of evil Thoughts, what vile Affections there ! Distrust, Preſumption: artful Guile, '' ' Pride, Envy, flaviſh Fear, -- « ' /
T H E F A L L. Almighty King of Saints, Thefe tyrant Lufts ſubdue; Expel the Darkneſs of my Mind, And all my Powers renew. This done, my cheerful Voice Shall loud Hofannas raiſe ; My Soul ſhall glow with Gratitude, My Lips proclaim thy Praife. XLI. L. M. CR u rre N D E N. Sin and Haline/s. WHAT jarring Natures dwell within, Imperfect Grace, remaining Sin ! Nor this can reign, nor that prevail, Tho' each by Turns my Heart affail. Now I complain, and groan, and die, Now raiſe my Songs of Triumph high, Sing a rebellious Paflion flain, Or mourn to feel it live again. One happy Hour beholds me rife, Borne upwards to my native Skies, While Faith affiſts my foaring Flight T o Realms of Joy, and Worlds of Light. Scarce a few Hours or Minutes roll, Ere Earth reclaims my captive Soul ; I feel its fympathetic Force, And headlong urge my downward Courſe. How fhort the Joys thy Viſits give ; How long thine Abſence, Lord, I grieve! What Clouds obſcure my rifing Sun, Or intercept its Rays at Noon ! ----
T H E F A L L. 6 [Again the Spirit lifts his Sword, And Power divine attends the Word, I feel the Aid its Comforts yield, And vanquiſh'd Pastions quit the Field.] 7 Great Gop, affift me thro’ the Fight, Make me triumphant in thy Might; Thou the deſponding Heart canft raife, The Victory mine, and thine the Praife. XLII. L. M.* DR. DoD DRIDGE. 1 The Effects of the Fall lamented, Pſalm cxix. i 36, I 58. - * , 1 ARISE, my tendereft Thoughts, arife; To Torrents melt my ſtreaming Eyes ; And thou, my Heart, with Anguiſh feel Thoſe Evils which thou canft not heal. 2 See human Nature funk in Shame; See Scandals pour'd on Jesus’ Name; The Father wounded thro’ the Son ; The World abus’d; the Sol undọne. 3 See the ſhort Courfe of vain Delight Clofing in everlaſting Night;– In Flames, that no Abatement know, Tho' briny Tears for ever flow. 4 My Gop, I feel the mournful Scene ; My Bowels yearn o’er dying Men; And fain my Pity would reclaim, - - And fnatch thel irebrands from the Flame. 5 But feeble my Compastion proves, And can but weep, where moſt it loves; Thy own all-faving Arm employ, And turn thefe Drops of Grief to Joy. - E - -
s C R I P T U R E. S C R I P T U R E. TII E PROP ERT I ES OF IT. X III. C. M. The inſpired Word a System of Knowledge and jy, Pfalm cxix. 1ο5. 1 How precious is the Book divine, By Inſpiration given ! Bright as a Lamp its Doctrines ſhine To guide our Souls to Heaven. 2 It ſweetly cheers our drooping Hearts In this dark Vale of Tears ; Life, Light, and Joy, it still imparts, And quells our rifing Fears. 3 This Lamp, thro’ all the tedious Night Of Life, ſhall guide our Way, Till we behold the clearer Light Of an eternal Day. XLIV. BeddoM e. The U.fulnej, of the Scriptures, Pſalm xix. I WHEN Iſrael thro’ the Defert paſs'd, A fiery Pillar went before, To guide them thro’ the dreary Waste, And lefſen the Fatigues they bore. 2 Such is thy glorious Word, O God, 'Tis for our Light and Guidance given; It ſheds a Luftre all abroad, - And points the Path to Bliſs and Heaven. 3 It fills the Soul with fweet Delight, And quickens its inaćtive Powers,It fets our wandering Footsteps right, Diſplays thy Love, and kindles ours.
THE PROPERTIES OF IT. 4 Its Promiſes rejoice our Hearts, Its Doctrines are divinely true; Knowledge and Pleaſure it imparts, It comforts, and instructs us too. 5 Ye Britiſh Iſles, who have this Word, Ye Saints, who feel its faving Power, Unite your Tongues to praiſe the LoRD, || And his distinguiſh’d Grace adore. | | || XLV. C. M. DR. S. Srensert. The Richer of God's Word. 1 I ET Avarice from Shọre to Shore , Her favºrite God purſue ; - Thy Word, O LoRD, we value more Than India or Peru. 2 Here Mines of Knowledge, Love and Joy Are open'd to our Sight : The pureſt Gold without Alloy, And Gems divinely bright, 3 The Counfels of redeeming Grace , , , Theſe facred Leaves unfold.: And here the Saviour's lovely Face . A Our raptur'd Eyes behold, 4 Here Light deſcending from above o Directs our doubtful Feet : . ? Here Promiſes of heavenly Love A Our ardent Wiſhes meet, A y Our num'rous Griefs are here redreſt, And all our Wants ſupplied: Nought we canaik to make us blest, is in this Book denied.
" S C R I P T U R E. 6 For thefe inestimable Gains That fo enrich the Mind, 1 O may we ſearch with eager Pains, Aflur'd that we thall find ! ' , * xLv1. C. M. Sterir. The Excellensy and Safficiency y the Hal, sinar l FÅ HER of Mercies, in thy word What endlefs Glory ſhines ! For ever be thy Name ador'd - For thefe celeſtial Lines. 2 Here, may the wretched Sons of Want Exhaustleſs Riches find ; . Riches, above what Earth can grant, And lasting as the Mind. 3 Here, the fair Tree of Knowledge grows, And yields a free Repaſt, - . Sublimer Sweets than Nature knows Invite the longing ‘l'alte. i - , 4 Here, the Redeemer's welcome Voice . Spreads heavenly Peace around; And Life, and everlasting Joys Attend the blifsful Sound.“ 5 O may theſe heavenly Pages be My ever dear Delight; _ And still new Beauties may I fee, And ſtill increafing Light ! * o Divine Instructor, gracious Lorb, Be thou for ever near, Teach me to love thy facred Word, And view my Savior there. (
T H E L A W. T H E M O R A. L. L.A. W. . XLVII. C. M. DR. G1 B Bo N s." Our Duty to God, Exod. xx. 3-1 2. r HAT God, who made the Worlds on high, And Air, and Earth, and Sea, Own as thy God, and to his Name In Homage bow the Knee. 2 Let mot a Shape which Hands have wrought Of Wood, or Clay, or Stone, - Be deem'd thy God, nor think him like Aught thou haft ſeen or known. - 3 Take not in vain the Name of God : Nor muft thou ever dare, i * * To make thy Falſhood paſs för Truth, By his dread Name to ſwear. 4 That Day, on which he bids thee reſt From Toil, to pray, and praiſe, , That Day keep holy to the Lor o, And conſecrate its Rays. . . . . . . 5 O may that God, who gave theſe Laws, Write them on every Heart, That all may feel their living Power, Nor from his Paths depart ! ' * * . XLVIII. C. M. DR. G I B Bo Ns. Our Duty to our Neighbour. I THY Sire, and her who brought thee forth, . With ali thy Mind and Might, Fear, love and ferve ; ſo ſhail thy Days Be numerous, calm, and bright. - - : The Blood of Mai, thou ſhalt not ſhed, Its Voice will pierce the Sky, , And thou by the just I aws of Heaven , For the díre Crime ſhalt die. ‘ ’ “ E 3
S C R I P T U R E. To thine own Couch thou fhalt not take A Wife but her thine own : Vaft is the Guilt, and on thine Head Heaven darts its Vengeance down. Thou ſhalt not, or from Friend or Foe, Take Aught by Force or Stealth ; Thy Goods, thy Stores muſt grow from Right, Or God will curſe thy Wealth. No Man fhalt thou by a falſe Charge, Or cruſh or brand with Shame ; Dear as thine own, fo wills thy God, Muſt be his Life anđ Name. Thy Soul one Wiſh ſhall not let looſe that which is not thine ; Live in thy Lot, or fmall or great, For God has drawn the Line. Hymn XLVII. Verſe 5, may be added here. XLIX. L. M. DR. DoD D R 1 D G E. The Sinner found wanting, Dan. v. 27. RASE, thoughtlefs Sinner, raife thine Eye, Behold the Balance lifted high; There ſhall God's Juſtice be diſplay'd, And there thy Hope and Life be weigh’d. See, in one Scale, his perfect Law, Mark, with what Force ik Precepts draw; Wouldſt thou the awful Teſt fuſtain, - Thy Workshow light, thy Thoughts how vain! Behold! the Hand of God appears To trace thefe dreadful Charaćters ; “ Tekel, thy Soul is wanting found, “ And Wráth ſhall fmite thee to the Ground." ------
T H E L A W. 4 Let fudden Fear thy Nerves unbrace; Confufion wild o'erſpread thy Face; Thro' all thy Thoughts let Anguiſh roll, And deep Repentance melt thy Soul. 5 One only Hope may yet prevail ; CHRIsr, in the Scripture, turns the Scale; Still doth the Goſpel publiſh Peace, And fhew a Savior's Righteoufneſs. 6 Jesus, exert thy Power to fave, Deep on this Heart thy Truth engrave; Great God, the Load of Guilt remove, That trembling Lips may fing thy Love. L. L. M. The prastical Uſe of the Moral Law to the convinced Sinner. 1 HERE, Lord, my Soul convićted ſtands Of breaking all thy ten Commands : And on me juftly might'ſt thou pour Thy Wrath in one eternal Show’r. 2 But Thanks to God, its loud Alarms Have warn'd me of approaching Harms : And now, O Lord, my Wants I fee, Loft and undone, I come to thee. 3 I fee my Fig-leaf Righteoufneſs Can ne'er thy broken Law redreſs: Yet in thy Goſpel Plan I fee There's Hope of Pardon e'en for me. 4 Here I behold thy Wonders, Lord, How CHR1sr hath to thy Law restor'd Thoſe Honors on th' atoning Day, ' Which guilty Sinners took away.
S C R I P T U R E. 5 Amazing Wiſdom, Power and Love, Diſplay’d to Rebels from above ! Do thou, O Load, my Faith increaſe To love and truſt thy Plan of Grace, LI. . C. M. Cowr F. R. Legal Obedience followed by Evangelical. 1 NO Strength of Nature can fuffice To ferve the Lord aright; And what ſhe has, ſhe miſapplies, For want of clearer Light. z How long beneath the Law I lay In Bondage and Diſtreſs ! I toil’d the to obey, But toil’d without Succeſs. 3 'Fhen to abstain from outward Sin Was more than I could do ; Now, if I feel its Power within, I feel. I hate it too. 4 Then all my fervile Works were done A Righteoufnefs to raife; Now, freely chofen in the Son, I freely choofe his Ways. 5 What ſhall I do, was then the Word, That I may worthier grow ? What ſhaił I render to the Lord ? Is my Enquiry now. 6 To fee the Law by CHR1st fulfill'd, And hear his pardoaing Voice ; Changes a Slave into a Child, And Duty into Choice.
T H E I, A W. LII. L. M. DR. WAT Ts's Lyric Poems. The Latv and Go/pel ; or, Christ a Refuge. 1 ** CURST be the Man, for ever curft, “ That doth one wilful Sin commit ; “ Death and Damnation for the Firſt, “ Without Relief and infinite.” 2 Thus Sinai roars; and round the Earth Thunder, and Fire, and Vengeance flings; . But, Jesus, thy dear gaſping Breath, And Calvary fay gentler Things. 3 “ Pardon, and Grace, and boundlefs Love, “ Streaming along a Savior's Blood, “ And Life, and Joys, and Crowns above, “ Obtain'd by a dear bleeding God.” 4 Hark, how he prays, (the charming Sound Dwells on his dying Lips) forcive ; And every Groan and gaping Wound Cries, “ Father, let the Rebels live.” 5 Go, you that reſt upon the Law, And toil, and ſeek Salvation there, Look to the Flame that Moſes faw, , , And fhrink, and tremble, and deſpair, 6 But I’ll retire beneath the Croſs, Savior, at thy dear Feet I lie ; , And the keen Sword that Justice draws, . Flaming and red, ſhall pals me by. LIII. 148th M. Cowrer. - The Ceremonial Law : Heb. iv. 2. * I ISRAEL in ancient Days, Not only had a View Of Sinai in a Blaze, But learn'd the Goſpel too : The Types and Figures were a Glafs, in which they ſaw the Savior's Face.
S. C R I P T U R E. 2 The Pafchal Sacrifice, · And Blood-beſprinkled Door, Seen with enlighten'd Eyes, . And once apply’d with Power, Would teach the Need of other Blood, To reconcile an angry Goo. 3 The Lamb, the Dove, fet forth His perfect Innocence, Whofe Blood of matchlefs Worth Should be the Soul's Defence; For he who can for Sin atone, Muft have no Failings of his own. 4 The Scape-goat on his HeadThe People's Trefpaſs bore, And, to the Deſert led, Was to be feen no more : In him our Surety feem'd to fay, “ Behold I bear your Sins away.” 5 Dipt in his Fellow's Blood, .* The living Bird went free ; The Type well underſtood, /Exprefs'd the Sinner's Plea ; Deſcrib’da guilty Soul enlarg'd, And by a Sávior's Death diſcharg'd. 6 Jesus, I love to trace Throughout the facred Page, The Footſteps of thy Grace, - - The fame in every Age ! O grant that I may faithful be To clearer Light, vouchfaf’d to me- w -
| | T H E G O S P E L. T H E G O S P E L. LIV. L. M. Beddoux. The Goſpel of Christ. 1 GQD, in the Goſpel of his Son, Makes his eternal Councils known ; 'Tis here his richeſt Mercy ſhines, And Truth is drawn in faireſt Lines. 2 Here Sinners of an humble Frame May tafte his Grace, and learn his Name; 'Tis writin Characters of Blood - Severely juſt, immenfely good. - 3 Here Jesus, in ten Thouſand Ways, His Soul-attracting Charms diſplays, - Recounts his Poverty and Pains, | | And tells his Love in melting Strains. 4 Wiſdom its Diétates here imparts, |- To form our Minds, to cheer our Hearts; Its Influence makes the Sinner live, It bids the drooping Saint revive. 5 Our raging Paſſions it controls, And Comfort yields to contrite Souls ; It brings a better World in View, And guides us all our Journey thro'. 6 May this bleſt Volume everlie - Cloſe to my Heart, and near my Eye, "Till Life's laſt Hour my Soul engage, And be my chofen Heritage ! LV. C. M. DR. GIBB oNs. The Goſpel worthy of all Acceptation ; 1 Tim. i. 15. I JESUS, th' eternal Son of God, - Whom Seraphim obey, The Bofom of the Father leaves, And enters human Clay : |||||| |-| | ||| | || ||| |||| | | |
s C R I P T U R E. 2 Into our finful World he comes - The Meffenger of Grace, And on the bloody Tree expires, A Victim in our Place. 3 Tranſgreſſors of the deepest Stain In him Salvation find : His Blood removes the fouleſt Guilt, His Spirit heals the Mind. 4 Our Jesus faves from Sin and Hell, His Words are true and fure, And on this Rock our Faith may reſt Immoveably fecure. ; O let theſe Tidings be receiv'd . , With univerſal Joy, And let the high angelic Praiſe Our tuneful Powers employ ! 6 “ Glory to Gon who gave his So N “ To bear our Shame and Pain : “ Hence Peace on Earth, and Grace to Men “ In endleſs Blestings reign.” Lvi C. M. The Gostel a Feast, Iſaiah xxv. 6. I O N Sion, his most holy Mount, God will a Feaſt prepare, - And I/rael's Sons, and Gentile Lands Shall in the Banquet ſhare. 2 Marrow and Fatneſs are the Food . ' ' His bounteous Hand bestows: Wine on the Lees, and well refin’d, In rich Abundance flows.
T H E G O S P E I.. 3 See to the Vileſt of the V ile , , A free Acceptance given ! ' See, Rebels by adopting Grace Sit with the Heirs of Heaven ! ' 4 The Pain'd, the Sick, the Dying, now. To Eafe and Health reſtor'd, With eager Appetites partake " - The Plenties of the Board. 5 But O what Draughts of Bliſs unknown, What Dainties ſhall be given, When, with the Myriads round the Throne, Wejoin the Feafi of Heaven ! 6 There Joys immeaſurably high ---- v Shall overflow the Soul, , , - And Springs of Life, that never dry, , , , In thouſand Channels roll, , , , 'i'' . , ' ' |- :: - LVII. Altered by Top LADY. , : The Jubilee. -- - - ' , ~ ~ ~ I LOW ye the Trumpet, blow The gladly folemn Sound ! . Let all the Nations know To Earth’s remoteſt Bound, The Year of Jubilee is conne ; Return, ye ranfom'd Sinners, Home. 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, The Sin-atoning Lamb; , -, Redemption by his Blood , ; ; ; . Thro' all the Lands proclaim : . The Year of Jubilec is come; . Return, ye ranfom'd Sinners, Horre. . , u F , - /
S C R I P T U R E. 3 [Ye, who have fold for Nought The Heritage above; Shall have it back, unbought, The Gift of Jesus' Love ; The Year of Jubilee is come ; . Return, ye ranſom'd Sinners, Home.] 4 Ye Slaves of Sin and Ilell, Your Liberty receive ; And fafe in Jesus dwell, * And blest in Jesus live: er The Year of Jubilee is come ; - Return, ye ranfom'd Sinners, Home. 5 The Goſpel Trumpet hear, The News of pardoning Grace: Ye happy Souls, draw near, Behold your Savior's Face : The Year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ranfom'd Sinners, Home, 6 Jesus our great High Prieſt . . * Has full Atonement made : Ye weary Spirits reſt ; Ye mournful Souls be glad! The Year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ranfom'd Sinners, Home. LVIII. L. M. DR. DoD d R 1 D GE. The Goſpel jubilee. Pſalm Ixxxv. 15. 1 LOUD let the tuneful Trumpet found, And ſpread the joyful Tidings round; Let every Soul with Tranſport hear, And hail the Lord's accepted Year. | | - | | | | 2 Ye Debtors, whom he gives to know, That you Ten Thouſand Talents owe, When humble at his Feet you fall, Your gracious Gob forgives them all.
T H E G O S P E L. 3 Slaves, that have borne the heavy Chain Of Sin and Hell's tyrannic Reign, To Liberty affert your Claim, And urge the great Redeemer's Name. 4 The rich Inheritance of Heaven, Your Joy, your Boaſt, is freely given; Fair Salem your Arrival waits, With golden Streets and pearly Gates. 5 Her bleſs'd Inhabitants no more Bondage and Poverty deplore; No Debt, but Love immenfely great, Their Joy ſtill riſes with the Debt. 6 O happy Souls that know the Sound! Celeſtial Light their Steps furround, And fhew that Jubilee begun, Which thro' eternal Years ſhall run. LIX. C. M. DR. S. STEN NETT. The gloricus Goſpel of the blaffed God. 1Tim. i. 11. 1. WHAT Wiſdom, Majesty and Grace Thro' all the Goſpel fhine ! 'Tis God that ſpeaks, and we confeſs The Doĉtrine moſt divine. 2 Down from his starry Throne on high, Th’ almighty Savior comes ; Lays his bright Robes of Glory by, And feeble Fleſh affumes. 3 The mighty Debt that Sinners ow'd, Upon the Crofs he pays : Then thro’ the Clouds aſcends to God, *Midft Shouts of loftieft Praife. | F 2
s C R I P T U R E. 4 There he our great High Prieſt appears Before his Father's Throne ; Mingles his Merits with our Tears, And pours Salvation down. 5 Great Gop, with Rev’rence we adore Thy Juſtice and thy Grace : And on thy Faithfulnefs and Power Our firm Dependence place. LX. L. M. DR. Watts's Sermons. The Goſpel is the Power of God to Salvair Rom. i. 16. - 1 WHAT ſhall the dying Sinner do,That ſeeks Relief for all his Woe ? Where ſhall the guilty Conſcience find Eafe for the Torment of the Mind ? z How ſhall we get our Crimes forgiven, Or form our Natures fit for Heaven ? Can Souls, all o’er defil'd with Sin, Make their own Powers and Pastions clean? 3 In vain we fearch, in vain we try, Till Jesus brings his Goſpel nigh; 'Tis there that Power and Glory dwell That fave rebellious Souls from Hell. 4 This is the Pillar of our Hope, That bears our fainting Spirits up; We read the Grace, we fruſt the Word, And find Salvation in the LoRD. 5 Let Men or Angels dig the Mines, Where Nature's golden Treaſure fhines; Brought near the DoStrine of the Croſs, All Nature's Gold appears but Droſs. **
T H E G O S P E L. 6 Should vile Blaſphemers, with Difdain, Pronounce the Truths of Jesus vain, We'll meet the Scandal and the Shame, And fing, and triumph in his Name, LXI. C. M. DR. Watts's Ser Mons, A Rational Defence of the Goſpel. | 1. S HALL Atheists dare infult the Croſs Of our incarnate God P Shall Infidels revile his Truth, And trample on his Blood ? 2 What if he chooſe myſterious Ways To cleanſe us from our Faults ? May not the Works of fovereign GraceTranſcend our feeble Thoughts? 3 What if his Goſpel bids us ſtrive With Fleſh, and Self, and Sin ? The Prize is moſt divinely bright, That we are call'd to win. 4 What if the Men, deſpis'd on Earth, Still of his Grace partake ? This but confirms his Truth the more, For fo the Prophets fpake. : 5 Do fome, that own this facred Truth, Indulge their Souls in Sin ? None ſhould reproach the Savior's Name, His Laws are pure and clean. 6 Then let our Faith be firm and ſtrong, | 1 Our Lips profeſs his Word; Nor ever ſhun thoſe holy Men, Who fearand love the LoRD»
S C R I PT U R E D O CT R IN E S. SCRIPTURE DocTRINES AND BLESSINGS. LXII. Top LADY. Everlasting Love and electing Grace. 1 OW happy are we H Our who fee, And venture, O Lord, for Salvation on thee! In Jesus approv'd, Eternally lov'd, Upheld by thy Power we cannot be mov'd, 2 'Tis ſweet, to recline On the Bofom divine, And experience the Comforts peculiar to thine: While, born from above, / And upheld by thy Love with Singing and Triumph to Zion we move. 3 Our feeking thy Face, Was all of thy Grace, Thy Mercy demandsand ſhallhave all the Praiſe. No Sinner can be * Beforehand with thee, . " v Thy Grace is preventing, almighty, and free. 4 Our Savior and Friend His Love ſhall extend, It knew no Beginning, and never ſhall end. Whom once he receives His Spirit ne'er leaves, Nor ever repents of the Grace that he gives. This Proof we would give, That thee we receive, Thouart precicus alone to the Souls that believe. Be precious to us ! All befide is as Droſs, [Croſs, Compar'd with thy Love and the Bloodofay .
cob's eveRLAsriNg Love. P A R T T H E S E C O N Da 6 Yet, one Thing we want, More Holine/s grant ! For more of thy Mind, and thine Image we pant; Thine Image impreſs On thy favorite Race, | faſhion and poliſh thy Vestels of Grace. Thy Workmanſhip we More fully would be, [thee: LoRD, ſtretch out thy Hand, and conform us to While onward we move To Canaan above, - Come, fill us with Holineſs, fillus with Love. 8 Vouchfafe us to know More of thee below, Thus fit us for Heaven, and Glory bestow ; Our Harps ſhall be tun'd, - The Lamb fhall be crown’d; Salvation to Jesus thro’ Heaven íhall refound, LXIII. L. M. Bep do ME. The Conſequences of Election, Rom. viii. 33–39. I WHO fhall condemn to endlefs Flames The chofen People of our God ? Since in the Book of Life their Names Are fairly writ in Jesu's Blood. 2 He, for the Sins of all the Elećt, Hath a complete Atonement made ; And Justice never can expećt That the fame Debt ſhould twice bepaid,
SCRIPTURE DOCTRINES, 3 Not Tribulation, Nakedneſs, The Famine, Peril, or the Sword; Not Perſecution, or Distrefs, Can ſeparate from CHRIsr the Lord, 4 Nor Life, nor Death, nor Depth nor Height, Nor Powers below, nor Powers above; Not preſent Things, nor Things to come, Can change his Purpoſes of Love. 5 His fovereign Mercy knows no End, His Faithfulneſs íhall ſtill endure : And thoſe who on his Word depend, Shall find his Word for ever fure. LXIV. As the 148th. L. H. C. Eternal and unchangeable Love, 2 Tim. i. 12. Chap. ii. 13. Phil. i. 6. 1 O My distrustful Heart, How fmall thy Faith appears! But greater, LoRD, thou art, Tham all my Doubts and Fears. Did Jesus once upon me ſhine ? Then JEsus is for ever mine. 2 Unchangeable his Will, Tho' dark may be my Frame ; His loving Heart is ſtill Eternally the fame : My Soul thro’ many Changes goes; His Love no Variation knows. * Thou, Lord, wilt carry on, | And perfectly perform The Work thou haft begun In me a finful Worm : Midst all my Fears, and Sin and Woe, Thy SPIRIT will not let me go,
E L E C T Í O N. 4. The Bowels of thy Grace At firſt did freely move : I ſtill ſhall fee thy Face, And feel that God is Love ! - Myſelf into thy Arms I caſt; - LoRD, fave, O fave my Soul at laſt. LXV. Helmſley Tune. The godly Conſideration of Elain in Christ comfortable. " I SONS we are, thro’ God’s Election, Who in Jesus CHR1st believe : By eternal Destination, Sovereign Grace we here receive : . Lord, thy Mercy Does both Grace and Glory give. 2 Every fallen Soul by finning, Merits everlaſting Pain; But thy Love, without Beginning, Has restor'd thy Sons again : Countlefs Millions Shallin Life, through Jesus reign. 3 Pauſe, my Soul ! adore and wonder! Aſk, “ O why fuch Love to me ?” Grace hath put me in the Number Of the Savior's Family: Hallelujah! Thanks, eternal Thanks to thee! 4 Since that Love had no Beginning, And ſhall never never ceaſe ; Keep, O keep me, Lord, from finning ! Guide me in the Way of Peace ! Make me walk in - All the Paths of Holinefs. |
| SCRIPTURE DOCTRINES. | 5 When I quit this feeble Manfion, And my Soul returns to thee; | Let the Power of thy Aſcenſion Manifeſt itſelf in me : Thro' thy SPIRIT, Give the final Victory ! 6 When the Angel founds the Trumpet; When my Soul and Body join ; When my Savior comes to Judgment, Bright in Majeſty divine; Let me triumph In thy Righteoufneſs as mine. '/ 7 When in that blest Habitation, Which my God has fore ordain'd; When in Glory's full Poffeſſion, I with Saints and Angels stand; FREE GRAce only Shall refound thro' Canaan’s Land. Lxvi. OLIve R. The Covenant G o p. 1 THE God of Abram praife, Who reigns enthron'd above; Ancient of everlaſting Days, And God of Love ! Jehov AH, great I AM ! Earth and Heaven confest, I bow and bleſs the facred Name, For ever bleſs'd. 2 The God of Abram praiſe, At whofe fupreme Command, From Earth I rife, and feek the Joya At his right Hand. –
COVENANT OF GRACE. I'd all on Earth forfake, Its Wifdom, Fame and Power; And him my only Portion make, " My Shield and Tower. The God of Abram praiſe, Whoſe all-fufficient Grace Shall guide me all my happy Days, In all his Ways : - He calls a Worm his Friend! He calls Himſelf my God ! a. - And he ſhall fave me to the End, i , i Thro' Jesu's Blood. no i 4 He by Himſelfhath fworn, e I on his Oath depend, I ſhall, on Eagles’ Wings up-borne, To Heaven aſcendi: I ſhall behold his Face, I ſhall his Poweradore; And fing the Wonders of his Grace For evermore ! - PART T H e SecoND. | | 5 Tho' Nature's Strength decay, | And Earth and Hell withſtand ; To Canaan’s Bounds I urge my Way At God's Command : The watery Deep I With Jesus in my View, And thrở the howling Wilderneſs My Way purſue. 6 The goodly Land I fee, - With Peace and Plenty bleſt ; . The Land of facred Liberty, And endlefs Reſt. " - ( | | - |
SCRIPTURED DOCTRINES. There Milk and Honey flow, f, And Oil and Wine abound; . And Trees of Life for ever grow, in With Mercy crown'd. 7 There dwells the Lord our King, : The Lord our Righteoufneſs; Triumphant o'er the World and Sin, efº The Prince of Peace. , ils al On Sion's facred Height /* His Kingdom still maintains; | And with his Saints in Light, Before the Savior's Face, zid no I Joyful their radiant Crowns they throw, O'erwhelm’d with Grace: o ! He ſhews his Scars of Love; lied I They kindle to a Flame, And found thro' all the Worlds above, “ The flaughter'd Lamb.” to i The whole triumphant Hoſt Give Thanks to God on High : “ Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost !” | - | or ever reigns. oni - 8 The ranfom'd Nations bow, ohi || | They eyer cry. Hail Abram's God and mine, I join the heavenly Lays: " o All Might and Majesty are thine, And endleſs Praife. ar , , LXVII. C. M. Dr. Dod pridor. Support in God’s Covenant under Trouble, 2 Sam. xxiii. 5. | 1 1 MY Gop, the Covenant of thy fore Abides for ever fure, And in its matchiefs Grace I feet * My Happinefs fecure.
THEcóvENÄNT OF GRACE. 2 What tho' my Houſe be not with Thee, As Nature could defire ? To nobler Joys, than Nature gives, Thy Servants all afpíre. 3 Since thou: the everlaſting God, My Father art become; Jesus my Guardian and my Friend, And Heaven my final Home ; 4 Iwelcome all thy fovereign Will ; For all that Will is Love: And when I know not what thou dost, Iwait the Light above." 5 Thy Covenant the last Accent claims Of this poör fältering Tongue ; And that ſhall the firſt Notes employ Of my celeſtial Song. LXVIII. BÈNTLEy's Collectior. Pleading the Covenant, Pfalm lxxiv. 2o. 1 LORD my God, whoſe fovereign Love Is ſtill thé fame, nor e'er can move ; Look to the Coveňant, and fee, Has not thy Love been ſhown to me? Remember me, my deareſt Friend, And love me alway to the End. 2 Be with me ftill, as heretofore, Andhelp me forward more and more ; My strong, my stubborn Will incline Tobe obedient ſtill to thine : O leadhne by thy gracious Hand, , , And guide me fafe to Canaan's Land.- G -
SCRIPTURE DOCTRINEs. I 5 LxIx. seren. Redeeming Love. OW begin the heavenly Theme, Sing aloud in Jesu's Name : Ye, who his Salvation prove, i Triumph in redeeming Love. Ye, who fee the Father’s Grace Beaming in the Savior's Face, As to Canaan on ye move, Praife and bleſs redeeming Love. | Mourning Souls, dry up your Tears, Baniſh all your guilty Fears; See your Guilt and Curſe remove, Cancell'd by redeeming Love. Ye, alas! who long have been Willing Slaves of Death and Sin, Now from Blifs no longer rove, Stop and taste redeeming Love. Welcome all, by Sin opprest, Welcome to his facred Reſt ; Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming Love. When his Spirit leads us Home, When we to his Glory come, We ſhall all the Fulnefs prove, Of our Lord’s redeeming Love. He fubdu’d th' infernal Powers, Thoſe tremendous Foes of ours, From their curfed Empire drove; Mighty in redeeming Love.
R E DE M P TI o N. - 8 Hither, then, your Muſic bring, i Strike aloud each cheerful String, Mortals join the Hoſt above, Join to praiſe redeeming Love. W , ! LXX. L. M. STE E L E. Rinption by Christ alone, 1 Pet, i 18, 19. i ENSLAV'D by Sin and bound in Chains, Beneath its dreadful tyrant Sway, And doom'd to everlaſting Pains, We wretched guilty Captives lay. 2 Nor Gold nor Gems could buy our Peace; Nor the whole World's collected Store Suffice to purchafe our Releaſe ; A thouſand Worlds were all too poor. 3 Jesus the LoRD, the mighty God, An all-fufficient Ranfom paid: -- Invalued Price ! his precious Blood For vile rebellious Traitors ſhed. 4 Jesus the Sacrifice became, To reſcue guilty Souls from Hell; The ſpotleſs, bleeding, dying Lamb Beneath avenging Juſtice fell. 5 Amazing Goodnefs! Love divine ! O may our grateful Hearts adore The matchleſs Grace, nor yield to Sin, Nor wear its cruel Fetters more ! 6 Dear Savior, let thy Love purfue The glorious Work it has begun, Each ſecret lurking Foe fubdue, And let our Hearts be thine alone. G 2 | || | . ||||||| - || ""
SCRIPTURE DpcTRINEs. LXXI. Helmſley Tune. F–. Finisted Redemption. I HARK! the Voice of Love and Mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ! | See ! it rends the Rocks afunder, ** It is finiſh'd tº Hearthedying Savior cry! 2 It is finiſh'd! O what Pleaſure Do theſe charming Words afford! Heavenly Blestings, without Meaſure, Flow to us from CH Rist the Loap, It is finiſh'd : Saints, the dying Words record. 3 E all the a shadows fYF - - Shakes the Earth, and veils the Sky! C::::: ceremoniai Law ! , Finiſh'd, all that God had promis'd ; Death and Hell no more ſhall awe. It is finiſh’d ! Saints, from hence your Comfort draw. - 4 [Happy Souls, approach the Table, * Food; Nóthing half fo freet pleafant As the Savior's Fleſh and Blood. It is finiſh’d ! CHRIST has borne the heavy Load.] || 5 Tune your Harps anew, ye Şeraphs, Join to fing the pleaſing Theme : " | All on Earth, and allin Heaven, Join to práife Immanuel's Name ! " it Hallelujah! G4 - o Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! | | ritoorr, ritoor,
REDEMPT TO N. o 2 LXXII. L. M. DR. S. ST ENN ETT. It is fni/bed, John xix. 3o. i "Tis finistä, to thesarioreried,And meekly bow'd his Head and died. "Tis finiſh'd–yes, the Race is run, The Battle fought, the Victory won. 2 "Tis finiſh'd–ải that Heaven decreed, And all the ancient Prophets faid e Is now fulfill'd, as was defign'd, o to 4 In me the Savior of Mankind. ' ’ 3 "Tis finiſh’d–Aaron now no more Must stain his Robes with purple Gore: The facred Veilis rent in twain, fri And Jewiſh Rites no more remain.oɔ ti 4 'Tis finiſh'd–this my dying Groan v Shall Sins ofevery Kind atone: i è Millions ſhall be redeem'd from Death, By this my last expiring Breath. 5 "Tis finiſh’d–Heav'n is reconcil'd, " Andall the Powers of Darkneſs ſpoil’d: r Peace, Love, and Happineſs again Return and dwell with finful Men. su 6 "Tis finiſh’d–let the joyful Sound Be heard thro’ all the Nations round: , "Tis finiſh'd–let the Echo fly Thro' Heaven and Hell, thro' Earth and Sky. LXXIII. D. TURNER. - Gratitude to God far Rédemptiou, Eph. i. 7, 1 I i SHALL Jesus defend from the Skies, To atone for our Sins by his Blood, And ſhall we fuch Goodneſs deſpife, And Rebels ſtill be to our Gob ? G 3
scRIPTURÉ DocTRINEs. z [No Brute could be ever fo bafe! Shall Man thus ungrateful then prove Forbidit, O God of all Grace! Forbidit, thou spirit of Love! The Devils would laugh us to Scorn, For Folly fo ſhameful as this; O let us to God then, return, Sure never was Goodneſs like his.] . He fav'd ụs, or we had been loft, Nor Comfort nor Hope had e'er known ; Yet he knew this Salvation would coft No leſs than the Blood of his Son. Thro' him we Forgiveneſs ſhall find, And taste the ſweet Blestings of Peace, If contrite and humbly reſign'd, We truft in his promiſed Grace. This World then with all its gay Joy, That its Thouſands has fnar'd and undone, May tempt, but ſhall never destroy, Whom JEsus has mark'd for his own. While here thro’ the Deſert we stray, Our Goo ſhall be all our Delight, Our Pillar of Cloud in the Day, And alſo of Fire in the Night: *Till, th' Jordan of Death fafely pafs'd, We land on the heavenly Shore, Where we the hid Manna fhall tafte, Nor hunger nor thirst any more, And there while his Glories we fee, And feaſt on the Joys of his Love, We chang'd to his Likeneſs fhall be, And then ſhall all Gratitude prove, - - - - iii
A T O N E M E N T. LXXIV. Chatham Tune. Torg Ady. CHR1st's Atonement. 1 O THQU, who didst thy Glory leave, Apoſtate Sinners to retrieve From Nature's deadly Fall, If thou haft bought me with a Price, My Sins againſt me ne'er fhall rife, For thou haft borne them all. z And waft thou puniſh'd in my Stead ? Didſt thou without the City bleed To expiate my Stains ? On Earth my God vouchfaf’d to dwell, Andmade of infinite Avail, The Sufferings of the Man. 3 And wast thou for Tranſgreſſors given And did the incarnate King of Heaven For us his Foes expire ? Amaz'd, O Earth ! the Tidings hear ! He bore, that we might never bear His Father's righteous Ire. 4 Ye Saints, the Man of Sorrows bleſs, The God, for your Unrighteoufneſs Debuted to atone: 1 Praife, 'till with all the ranfom'd Throng, Ye fing the never-ending Song, And fee him on his Throne. LXXV. 8. 7. L. H. C. Gratitude for the Atonement. 1 HA ! thou once deſpifed Jesus, Hail thou Calilean King ! Thou didſt fuffer, to releaſe us ; Thou didit free Salvation bring. |
Hail, thou agonizińg Savior, /I I Bearer of our Sin and Shame ! By thy Merits we find Favor ; Life is given through thy Name. () o , | 2 Pafchal LAMB, by God appointed, All our Sins on thee were laid : 1 By Almighty Love anointed, Thou haft full Atonement made: All thy People are forgiven, Through the Virtue of thy Blood: Open’dis the Gate of Heaven ; * Peace is made 'twixt Man and Gop 3 Jesus, hail, enthron'd in Glory, b b There for everto abide ! All the heavenly Hosts adore thee, Seated atthy FATHER's Side: There for Sinners thou art pleading, There thou doſt our Place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in Glory we appear. 4 Worſhip, Honor, Power and Blesting . Thou art worthy to receive; - Loudeſt Praiſes, without ceaſing, Meet it is for us to give : Help, ye bright angelic Spirits ! * Bring your ſweeteſt, nobleſt Lays ;. Help to fing our Savior's Merits ; | Help to chant IMMAN vel's Praiſe. LXXVI. Sevens. - - r r Pleading the Atonement. Pſalm lxxxiv. 9. 1 FATHER, Gob, who feeſtin me Only Sin and Miſery,
A T o N E M E N T. Turn to thy anointed Qnes Look on thy beloved Son ; H and then the Sinner, ſee ; Look through Jesus' Wounds on me. 2 Heavenly FATHER, L9RP of all, Hear, and ſhow thou hear ft my Call; thine Eår, in Mercy bow, Smile on me a Sinner now ! ' Now the Stone to Fleſh convert i Cast a Look, and melt my Heart" Lord, I cannot let thee go, Tilla Bleſſing thou beſtow ; Hear my Advocate divine, Lo, to his my Suit I join, Join'd with his, it carinot fail : Let me now with theº prevail ! 4 Turn from me thy glorious Eyes rr. 1-:-, 1, ' -- A -- S -- - is is örve- "Javriittes To the full Atonement made, . " To the utmaſt Ranſom paid ; And, if mine thro' him thou arts speakthy Mercy to my Heart. 5 Jesus, anſwer from above ; is not all thy Nature Love ? Pity from thine Eye let fall ; Bléfs me, whilft on thee I call ; Am I thine, thou Son of Gºº ? Take the Purchaſe of thy Blood. - 6 Farner, fee the Victim flain, Offer'd up for guilty Man ; Hear his Blood's prevailing Cry; Let thy Bowels then reply ! Then thro' him the Sinner fee ; Then, in Jesus, look on mº !
SCRIPTURE DOCTRIN E S. LXXVII. C. M. Top Lady’s Collectio: Efficacious Grace, Prim xlv. 3–5. - 1 HAIL! mighty Jesus; how divine Is thy victorious Sword! The ſtouteſt Rebel muftrefign, At thy commanding Word. - 2 Deep are the Wounds thy Arrows give; They pierce the hardest Heart: o Thy Smiles of Grace the ſlain revive, And Joy fucceeds to Smart. -a i 3 Still gird thy Sword upon thy Thigh, Ride with majeſtic Sway: teeti Go forth, ſweet Prince, triumphantly, And make thy Foes obey. 4 And, when thy Victories are complete; When all the chofen Race nu Shall round the Throne of Glory meet, To fing thy conquering Grace; - 5 O may my humble Soul be found Among that favor'd Band! And I, with them, thy Praiſe will found Throughout IMMA su el's Land. LXXVIII. L. M. , The Converston of Zaccheus, Luke xix. 1–1o. 1 ONCE as the Savior paſs'd along, Zaccheus fain the Lord would fee ; Of Stature fmall, to ſcape the Throng, He ran before, and climb’da Tree. 2 As the Omnifcient Loko drew nigh, Upward he look'd, and faw him there; “ Zaccheus, haften down, for I “ Must be thy Gueſt To-day, prepare- |
R E G E N E R A T I O N, e . 3“ To-day,” the pardoning Savior cries, “Salvation to thy Houfe is come, “ On Wings offovereign Love it flies ; “ Go tell the bliſsful News at Home.” | Lord, look on Souls that gaze around, To every liftening Sinner ſpeak ; Now may thine ancient Love abound, From every Seat a Captive take. ' . 5 Sinners, make hafte our God to meet; Come to the Feaſt his Love prepares; The Loſt are fought and fav'd, how ſweet ! And not the Righteous, CHR1st declares. 6 Say, what are ye come out to view ? Jesus who once for Sinners died ? O hear the Savior's Voice to you, “ Caſt finful righteous Self afide.” 7 Lord, wilt thou stoop to be my Guest ? Doſt thou invite thee to my Home ? Welcome, dear Savior, to my Breaft, To-Day let thy Salvation come. Lxxix. c. M. The last Sheep found; or, Joy in Heaven on the Converſion of a Sinner, Luke xv. 3, 4. | WHEN fome kind Shepherd from his Fold, Haslofta ſtraying Sheep, Through Vales, o'er Hills, he anxious roves, And climbs the Mountain's Steep. 2 But O the Joy! the Tranſport fweet! | When he the Wanderer finds ; a Upin his Arms he takes his Charge, And to his Shoulder binds. |
S C R I PTUR E D O CTR IN E S. – 3 Homeward he hastes toteli his Joys, And make his Bliſs complete: The Neighbours hearthe News, and all The joyful Shepherd greet. 4 Yet how much greater is the Joynai When but one Sinnerturns ; When the poor Wretch with broken Heart His Sins and Errors mourns ! 5 Pleas'd with the News, the Saints below, In Songs their Tongues employ; Beyond the Skies the Tidings go, And Heaven is fill'd with Joy. 6 Well-pleas'd the Fatherfees and hears The conſcious Sinner weep ; ) . Jesus receives him in his Arms, And ownshin for his Sheep. iu, * 7 Nor Angels can their Joys contain, But kindle with new Fire : - “ A wandering Sheep’s return'd,” they fing, And ſtrike the founding Lyre. u LXXX. C. M. Dr. S. S T E N N E rr. The converted Thief, Luke xxiii. 42. I AS on the Croſs the Saviour hung, ** And wept, and bled, and dyd, He pour'd Salvation on a Wretch That languiſh'd at his Side. 2 His Crimes with inward GriefandS hame, The Pentent confeſs'd ; Then turn'd his dying Eyes to Cri Rist, And thus his Prayer addreſs'd :
| REG EN E RATION. 3 “ Jesus, thou Son and Heir of Heaven, 4. “ Thou ſpotleſs Lamb of God, - “ I fee thee bath'd in Sweat and Tears, “ And welt'ringin thy Blood. oiui 4 “ Yet quickly from theſe Scenes of Woe | “ In Triumph thou ſhalt rife, “ Burst thro’ the gloomy Shades of Death, “ And fhine above the Skies. 5 “ Amid the Glories of that World, “ Dear Savior, think on me ; “ And in the Vict'ries of thy Death “ Let me a Sharer be.” 6 His Prayer the dying Jesus hears, And inſtantly replies, - “ To-day thy parting Soul ſhall be | - ** With me in Paradiſe.” - , LXXXI. S. M. DR. DoD DR1 D G E. Vital Union to CHRIsr in Regeneration. 1 Cor. vi. 17. I EAR Savior, we are thine, By everlasting Bonds ; Our Names, our Hearts, we would ręfign, Our Souls are in thy Hands. 2 To thee we ſtill would cleave With ever growing Zeal; If Millions temptus CHR1st to leave, O let them ne'er prevail. 3 Thy Spirit ſhall unite Our Souls to thee our Head; Shall form us to thy Image bright, That we thy Paths may tread. H
S C R I P T U R E DO C T R IN E S. 4 Death may our Souls divide « From thefe Abodes of Clay ; , - But Love ſhall keep us nearthy Side ' " Thro' all the gloomy Way. Since CHRIST and we are One, , . ” Why ſhould we doubt or fear? If he in Heaven hath fix’d his Throne, He’ll fix his Members there. LXXXII. L. M. ,, DR. S. Sre N N E rr. Praiſe to God för rexe wing Grace. I O God, my Savior and my King, Fain would my Soul her Tribute bring; Join me, ye Saints, in Songs of Praife, For ye have known and felt his Grace. 2 Wretched and helpleſs once I lay, Just breathing all my Life away; He ſaw me welt'ring in my Blood, And teit the Pity of a Gop. 3 With Speed he fled to my Relief, · - Bound up my Wounds and footh'd my Grief; Pour'd Joys divine into my Heart, And bade each anxious Fear depart. 4 Theſe Proofs of Love, my dearest Lord, Deep in my Breaſt I will record : The Life which I from thee receive, | To thee, behold, I freely give. 5 My Heart and Tongue ſhall tune thy Praife, Thro' the Remainder of my Days: And when I join the Powers above, My Soul ſhall better fing thy Love.
JUSTIFICATI o N. LXXXIII. L. M. Hunan righteouſneſs instificient tajistify, Mic.vi. 6-3. | 0 Teri | 1 WHEREWITH, Q Loan, ſhall I draw near, Or bow myſelf before thy Face ? - How in thy purer Eyes appear ? What ſhall Ibring togain thy Grace ? , 2 Will Gifts delight the Lord most High? I Will multiply'd Oblations pleaſe ? . Thouſands of Rams his Favor buy, | O staughter'd Hecatombs appeafe? : 3 Cantheſe affuage the Wrath of God ? 2 Can theſe waſh out my # Stain ? . Rivers of Oil; or Seas of Blood, Alas! they all muſt flow in vain. - - 4 What have I then wherein to trust ? i I Nothing have, I Nothing am ; o ) Excluded is my every Boaff, , My Glory fwállow’å up in Shame. 5 Guilty, I stand before thy Face; My fole Defert, is Hell and Wrath; Twere juſt the Sentence ſhould take Place, But O, I plead my Savior's Death! 6 I plead the Merits of thy Son, Who died for Sinners on the Tree ; I plead his Righteoufneſs alone, O put the ſpotleſs Robe on me. Lxxxiv. L. M. Mabas’s Collection. Inputed Righteouffast, Jer. xxiii. 6. Iſa. xlv. 24. 1 | thy Blood and Righteoufneſs :) My Beauty are, my glorious Drefs; Midst flaming Worlds in thefe array'd, With Joy ſhafi I lift up my Head. Hi 2. -- * -
S C R I P I U R E D O C T R I N E S. z W, hen from the Duft of Death I rife To take my Manfion in the Skies, E en then ſhall this be all my Plea, | “ Jesus hath I. i v’o and oy’d for me.” ? ' 3 Bold ſhall I stand in that great Day, . For who Aught to my Charge fhall lay ? While thro' thy Blood abſolv'd I am, " From Sin's tremendous Curfe and Shameli - 4 Thus Abraham the Friend of God, Thus all the Armies boaght with Blood, Savior of Sinners thee proclaira, Sinners, of whom the chief I am. 5 This ſpotlefs Robe the fame appears When ruin'd Nature finks in Years: No Age can change its glorious Hue, The Robe of CHRIsr is ever new. 6 O! let the Dead now hear thy Voice, Bid, Lord, thy baniſh’d Ones rejoice, Their Beauty this, their glorious Drefs, Jesus, the Lord our Righteoufnefs. . LXXXV. PR esi D E N T DAvr Es. The pardoring God, Micah vii. 18. 1 GRRAT God of Wonders! ali thy Ways Are matchlefs, Godlike, and Divine; But the fair Glories of thy Grace More Godlike and unrival'd fhine : Who is a pardoning Gop like thee ? Or who has Grace fo rich and free ? 2 Crimes of fuch Horror to forgive, Such guilty daring Worms to ſpare,. This is thy grand Prerogative, And none ſhall in thė Honor ſhare. Who is a pardoning Gad like thee?'. Or who has Grace fo rich and free ? –– - – – –
P A R D O N, , 3 Angels and Menpreſign your Claim. To Pity, Mercy, Love and Grace ; Theſe Glories crown Jehovah's Name With an inco pafabl Blaze, og Who is a párđóning God like thee? Or fo rich and free ? - *: c .l.. " 4 In Wonder left, with tréinbling Joy, , We take the Pardon of our Gør - Pardön, för Crimes of dcepcít Dye, A Pardon fealid with Jesus Blood. Who is apardoningGop like thee? Or who has Grace fo rich and free ? o may this stränge, this matchleſs Grace, This Godlike Miracle of Love Fill the wide Earth with grateful Praife, And all the angelic Choirs above ! ' Whóis a pardoning God like thee? Or who has gestº rich and free? i 4 , ) , , LXXXVI. C. M. Ste Ele. " - - - Parlaing Love, Jer. iii. aa. Hof. xiv. 4.| 1 How oft, alas, this wretched Heart . - Has wandéred from the LoRD ! How oft my roving Thoughts depart Forgetful of his Word ! 2 Yet fyvereign Mercy calls, Return : Dear Lokp, and may I come ! My vile Ingratitude I mourn ; O take the Wanderer home. * * 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, * And bid my Crimes remove ? . a a párdon'd Rebel live To ſpeak tny wondrous Love != " " H 3
S C R I PTUR E D O C T R I N E S. 4 Almighty Grace, thy healing Power How glorious, how divine ! That can to Life and Bliſs reſtore So vile a Heart as mine. “ 5 Thy pardoning Love, fo free, fo fweet, Savior, I adore ; O keep me at thy facred Feet, ' And let me rove no more. --' LXXXVII. L. M. Dr. GIB B o Ns. - , Divine Forgiveneſs, Luke vii. 47. I FoRGIVENESS ! ’tis a joyful Sound To Malefactors doom'd to die ; Publiſh the Bliſs the World around ; Ye Seraphs, ſhout it from the Sky ! 2 ’Tis the rich Gift of Love divine ; "Tis full, out-meaſuring every Crime; Unclouded ſhall its Glories fhine, - And feel no Charge, by changing Time. 3 O'er Sins unnumber'd as the Sand, And like the Mountains for their Size, The Seas of fovereign Grace expand, The Seas of fovereign Grace arife. 4 For this ſtupendous Love of Heaven What grateful Honors fhall we ſhow ? Where much Tranſgreſſion is forgiven Let Love in equal Ardors glow. 5 By this inſpir’d, let all our Days With various Holineſs be crown'd, Let Truth and Goodneſs, Prayer and Prạife In all abide, in all abound. i ". .
ºg P A R D o N. | sao i l LXXXVIII. S. M. DR.Warts's LyrıcPoems. Conf/ion and Pariin. i John i. 9. Prov. xxviii. 13 1 Y Sorrows like a Flood, Impatient of Reſtraint, Into thy Bofòm; O my God, i Pour out a long Complaint, 2 This impious Heart of mine Could once defy the Lord, Could ruſh with Violence on to Sin, In Preſence of thy Sword. 3 How often have I ſtood ) A Rep ski "" And yet, and yet, O matchlefs Grace! . Thy Thunder filent lies, 4 Ofhall I never feel The Meltings of thy Love ? Am I of fuch Hell-harden’d Steel That Mercy cannot move ? - 5 O’ercome by dying Love, Here at thy Croſs 1 lie ; And throw my Fleſh, my Soul, my All, And weep, and love, and die, 6 Rife, fays the Savior, rife, Behold my wounded Veins ; Here flows a facred crimfon Flood, To waſh away thy Stains. 7. See, God is reconcil'd ! Behold his fmiling Face ! Let joyful Cherubs clap their Wings , And found aloud his Grace.
S C R I PTU RE DOCTRIN E S. LXXXIX. C. M. DR. Dopprince. Paraz hoten by ċirkisr, Matt: ix. 2. * 1 . [Y Savior, let me hearthy Voice M Pro e the Words of Peace ! \ And all my warmeſt Powers ſhalljai - To celebrate thy Grace. ---- , *** z With gentle Smiles callime áy child, i And ſpeak my Sins forgiv'n; nuo I The Accents mild íhall charm mine Ear - All like the Harps of Heaven: ( * t oo 3 Cheerful, where'er thy Hand ſhall lead, The darkeſt Path I’ll tread; oly, I al Cheerful I’ll quit theſe morta Shoressi - - - - - o And mingle with the Deád: 4 When dreadful Guilt is done away, No other Fears we know; w T That Hand, which ſcatters Pardon dow Shall Crowns of Life bestow, XC. L. M. Srocoon. A God ready toforgive ; or,* DeffairJinfil. 1 WHAT mean theſe Jealoufies and Fears, As if the Lord was loth e · Orlov'd to ſee us drench’d'in Tears, And fink with Sorrow to the Grave ? 2 Does he want Slaves to grace hisThrone? º Or rules he by an iron Röd ? " Loves he the deep deſpairing Groån? Is he a Tyrant, or a Göb ? ' n, 3 Not all the Sins which we have wrought " So much his tender Bowels grieve, As this unkind injurious Thou t, 1 That he's unwilling to forgive. "e" -
A D O P T I O N. - 4 What tho' our Crimes are black as Night, Orglowing like the crimfon Morn, IMMAN U E L’s Blood will make them white As Snow thro' the pure Æther borne. 5 LoRD, 'tis amazing Grace we own, And well may Rebel-worms ſurpriſe, But was not thy incarnate Son Amost amazing Sacrifice? 6 “ I've founda Ranfom,” faith the LoRp, “ No humble Penitent ſhall die;” Lord, we would now believe thy Word, Andthy unbounded Mercies try! .* | XCI. Crut renden. Adoption, 1 John iii. 1–3. - - I ET others boaſt their ancient Line, In long Succeſſion great; In the proud Lift let Heroesfhine, And Monarchs fwell the State : Deſcended from the KI N G of KI NGs, - Eachsaint a nobler Title fings. 2 Pronounce me, gracious God, Thy Son, Own me an Heir divine; I'll pity Princes on the Throne, When I can call thee mine : Scepters and Crowns unenvied rife, And Ioſe their Luftrein mine Eyes 3 Content, obſcure I paſs my Days, To all I meet unknown, - And wait till thoú thy Child fhaltiraiſe» And feat me near thy Throne. v No Name, no Honors here I crave, well pleas'd with thoſe beyond the Gravº“
S C R I P T U R E D O C T R I N E S. 4 Jefus, my elder Brother, lives, . With him I toofhall reign; Nor Sin, nor Death, while he ſurvives, Shall make the Promiſe vain. In him my Title stands fecure, are i And hall, while endleſsYears endure. When he, in Robes divinely bright, Shall once again appear, Thou too, my Soul, fhalt fhinein Light, And Image bear. . . Enough!–I wait'th' inted Day, Bleſs'd Savier, haite, and come away! XCII. C. M. DR. Doppripce. Abba, Father. Gal. iv. 6. I · SOVEREIGN of allt wörldson high,< Allow my humble Claim; Nor, while a Worm would raiſeits Head,La Difdain a Fáthér's Name. - *nis la 2 My Father God ! How ſweet the Sound! How tender, and how deart Not all the Harmony of Heaven Could fo delight the Ear. o eol 3 Come, facred Spirit, ftal the Name On my expanding Heart; éloi And ſhew, that in Jehovah's Grace I ſharea filial Part. ? . 4 Cheer’d by a Signalfo divine, iis Unwavering I believe; is in A And Abba, Father, humbly cry, as Nor can the Sign deceive.iliw bela
A D o P T I o N. o A a li i a XCIII. C. M. DR. Dopprioce. | True Liro givin y curisr, Joha viii.36.| 1 ARK ! for 'tis Go D’s own Son that calls To Life and Liberty; Tranſported fall before his Feet, Who makes the Priſoners free. z The cruel Bonds of Sin he breaks, And breaks old Satan’s Chain ; Smiling he deals thoſe Pardons round, , Which free from endleſs Pain. * 3 Into the captive Heart he pours His Spirit from on High; We loſe the Terrors of the Slave, / And Abba, Father, cry. 4 Shake off your Bonds, and fing his Grace; The Sinner's Friend proclaim ; And call on all around to feek True Freedom by his Name. - + 5 Walk on at large, till you attain Your Father's Houſe above; There ſhall you wear immortal Crowns, And fing immortal Love. XCIV. Sevens, HUMPHREYs. The Privilge of the Sons of God. * BLESSED are the Sons of God, They are bought with Jesu's Blood, They are ranfom’d from the Grave, Life eternal they ſhall have. With them number'd may we be, Now and thro’ Eternity ! |
S C RIPTUR E D O cTRINES. 2 God did love them in his Son, Long before the World begun ; They the Seal of this receive When on Jesus they believe. With them, &c. They are justify'd by Grace, They enjoy a folid Peace; All their Sins are waſh’d away, They ſhall ſtand in God's great Day. With them, &c. They produce the Fruits of Grace In the Works of Righteoufnefs ! Born of God, they hate all Sin, God’s pure Seed remains within. With them, &c. They have Fellowſhip with God, Thro' the Mediator’s Blood; One with God, thro' Jesus One, Glory is in them begun. With them, &c. Tho' they ſuffer much on Earth, Strangers to the Worldling's Mirth, Yet they have an inward Joy, Pleaſures which can never cloy. With them, &c. They alone are truly bleſt, Heirs of God, joint Heirs with CHR1st ; They with Love and Peace are fill'd, They are by his Spirit feal'd. With them number'd may we be, Now and thro' Eternity !
A D O P T I O N. | - XCV. L. M. DR. S. STEN N et r. * * * * Christians the Sons ofGod, Johni, 12. i Johnii: r, - | \ , I NOT a11 the Nais oftheEarth, Who boast the Honors of their Birth, Such real Dignity di As thoſe who bear the Chriſtian Name. 2 To them the Privilege is giv'n To be the Sons and Heirs of Heav'n ; Sons of the Gop who reigns on high, And Heirs of joys beyond the Sky. 3 [On them, a happy chofen Race, Their Father pours his richest Grace : To them his Counfels he imparts, And stamps his Image on their Hearts. 4 Their Infant-Cries, their tender Age, s His Pity and his Love engage : He clafps them in his Arms, and there Secures them with parental Care.] 5 His Will he makes them early know, And teaches their young Feet to go; Whiſpers Instruction to their Minds, itt And on their Hearts his Precepts binds. 6 When, thro’ Temptation rebel, His chaft’ning Rodhe makes them feel ; Then, with a Father’s tenổer Heart, He fooths the Pain, and/heals the Smart. 7 Their daily Wants his Hands fupply, Their Steps he guards with watchful Eye, Leads them from Earth to Heaven above, And crowns them with eternal Love I
SCRIPTURE DOCTRINES. 8 If I’ve the Honor, Lorro, to be One of this num'rous Family, On me the gracious Gift beſtow, To call thee Abba, Father! too, 9 So may my Conduct ever prove . My filial Piety and Love! Whilst all my Brethren clearly trace Their Father's Likeneſ in my Face. - o XCVI. S. M. DR. Doppribce. Communion with God and CHRIsr, 1 John i. 3. 1 OUR heavenly Father calls, And CHR1sr invites us near; With both our Friendſhip ſhall be ſweet, And our Communion dear. 2 God pities all our Griefs; He pardons every Day; A to protećt our Souls, And wife to guide our Way. 3 How large his Bounties are ! What various Stores of Good Diffus’d from our Redeemer’s Hand, And purchas'd with his Blood! Jesus, our living Head, We bleſs thy faithful Care; . Our Advocate before the Throne, And our Forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving Heart! Here wait, my warmest Love! 'Till the Communion be complete Innobler Scenes above.
- COMMUNION WITH GOD, XCVII. L. M. BE D.Dovi E. Destring Communion with God. 1 Y rifing Soul, with strong Defires M To perfećt Happineſs aſpires, 3 With steady would tread the Road, That leads to Heaven, that leads to God. 2 I thirst to drink anmíngled Love, From the pure Fountain-Head above: My deareſt LoRD, I long to be, XIG Empty'd of Sin, and full of thee. . 3 For thee I pant, for thee I burn, * v Art thou withdrawn ? again return, *** Nor let me be the First to fay, Thou wilt not hear when Sinners pray. XCVIII. C. M. Cowp ek. b'i Walking with God, Gen. v. 24. b - O FoRacioſ walk with Gop;"A caim and heavenly Frame; i A Light, tofhine upon the Road , That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the Blefednefs I knew When firſt I ſaw the LoRD ? i Where is the Soul-refreſhing View , Of Jesus, and his Word ? 3 What peaceful Hours I then enjoy'd! How ſweet their Memory still! - ot But now I find an aching Void, i The World can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet Mestenger of Reſt! I hate the Sims that made thee mourn», And drove thee from my Breaſt. I 2 ' * * * | ||
SCRIPT U R E DOCTRINES, -- 5 The deareſt Idol I have known, Whate'er that Idol be, Help me to tear it from thy Throne, And worſhip only thee. 6 So ſhall my Walk be clofe with God, Calm and ferene my Frame; - So purer Light ſhall mark the Road · That leads me to the Lamb. XCIX. C. M. DR. WA ‘rrs’s Ser MoNs. O hat I knew where I might find him ; or, Sint siad Sarrows laia befre God, Job xxiii. 3, 4. I O THAT I knew the fecret Place, Where I might find my Gop ! I'd ſpread my Wants before his Face, And pour my Voes abroad. I'd tell him how my Sins ariſe, What Sorrov s i fustain ; How Grace decays, and Comfort dies, And leaves my Heart in Pain. , 2 3 He knows what Arguments I’d take To wrestle with ny Gob; - I'd plead for his own Mercy's Sake, And for my Savior's Blood. 4 My God will pity my Complaints, And hea! my broken Bones ; 8 He takes the Meaning of his Saints, | The Language of their Groans. 5 Arife, my Soul, from deep Distreſs, And baniſh every Fear; He calls thee to his Throne of Gr To fpread thy Sorrows there,
. sA NctrFICAT ToN:2 C. C. M. DR. WATTs’s LyRic Po E Ms. Sandistratisz and Pardo». 1 WHERE fhall we Sinners hide our Heads, Can Rocks or Mountains fave ? Or ſhall we wrap us in the Shades , * OfMidnight and the Grave * 2 Is there no Shelter from the Eye re Ofa revenging God ? Jesus, to thy dear Wounds we fly, to Bedew us with thy Blood. 3 Thoſe guardian Drops our Souls fecure, And waſh away our Sin ; Eternal Juſtice frowns no more, And Conſcience finiles within. 4 We bleſs that wondrous purple Stream That cleanfes every Stain; Yet are our Souls but half redeem'd - IfSin, the Tyrant, reign. - - 5 LoRp, blast his Empire with thy Breath, That curfed Throne must fall ; ** Ye stattering Plagues, that work our Death, Fly, for we hate you all. e CI. L. M. DR. Doboris GE ». Abundant Life by CHR ist our Shepherd, John * I Q. I PRAISE to our Shepherd's gracious Name, Who on fo kind an Errand came; Came, that by him his Flock might live, And more abundant Life receive. 2 Hail, great IMMANUEL from above, High feated on thy Throne of Love ! » O pour the vital Torrent down, it Thy People's Joy, their Lord's Renown. I 3
SCRIPTURE DOCTRINES. - 3 Scarce half alive we figh and cry;Scarce raffe to thee our languid Eye;Kind Savior, let our dying State Compaſſionin thy Heart create. 4 The Shepherd's Blood the Sheep must heal; O may we allits Influence feel! *Till inward deep Experience ſhow, CHR1st can begin a Heav'n below. | CII. S. M. Dr. S. STENNET r. The Leper healed; or, SanGification implared, Matt, viii. 2, 3. - 1 BEHOLD the lep'rous Jew, Opprefs'd with Pain and Grief, Pouring his Tears at Jesus’ Feet, For Pity and Relief. e “ O ſpeak the word,” he cries, “ And heal me of my Pain : ** LoRD, thou art able, if thou wilt, “ To make a Leper clean.” ;" compaſion moves his Heart, | He ſpeaks the gracious Word; The Leper feels his Strength retur | Andalf his Sickneſs cur'd. 4 “ To thee, dear Lorn, I look, , ne Sick of a worfe Diſeaſe : Sin is my painful Malady, And none can give me Eafe. 5 But thy Almighty Grace Can heal my lep'rous Soul: O bathe mein thy precious Blood, And that will make me whole. on iii . I
P E R S E V E R A N C E. CIII. S. M. DR. Doppridcr. The Security of Christ's Sheep, John x. 27–3o 1 MY Soul, with Joy attend, While Jesus Silence breaks; No Angel's Harp fuch Muſic yields, º As what my Shepherd ſpeaks. 2 : “ I know my Sheep,” he cries, o “ My Soul approves them well: | “ Vain is the treacherous World's Diſguiſe, “ And vain the Rage of Hell. “ I freely feed them now * With Tokens of my Love, • Butricher Pastures I prepare, se And ſweeter Streams above. v 4. “ Unnumberd Years of Bliſs « I to my Sheep will give ; a « And, while my Throne unfhaken stands,** Shall all my chofen live. « This tried Almighty Hand | “ Is rais'd for their Defence : ilerid a where is the Power ſhall reach them there ? . « Or what ſhall force them thence ?” ir 6 Enough, my gracious LoRD, Let Faith triumphant cry ; My Heart can on this Promife live, Can on this Promiſe die. CIV. L. M. DR. Dop D RIDGE Noah preſerved in the Ark, and the Believerin CHR1st, 1 Pet. iii. 2o, 21 1 THE Deluge, at th' Almighty's Call, In what impetuous Streamsit fell ! swallowid the Mountains in its Rages And ſwept a guilty World to Hell.
S C R LPTURE DOCTRIN E S. 2 In vain the tallest Sons of Pride Fled from the cloſe-purſuing Wave; Nor could their mightiest Towers defend, Nor Swiftneſs 'ſcape, nor Courage favé, 3 How dire the Wreck ! how loud the Roar ! How fhrill the univerfal Cry - Of Millions in the laſt Deſpair, Re-echo'd from the lowering Sky 4. Yet Noah, humble happy Saint, Surrounded with the chofen Few, . Sat in his Ark, fecure from Fear, | And fang the Grace that fteer'd him thro’. 5 So I may fing, in Jesus fafe, While Storms of Vengeance round me fail, Confcious how high my Hopes are fix'd, Beyond what ſhakes this earthly Ball. 6 Enterthine Ark, while Patience waits, Nor ever quit that fure Retreat ; Then the wide Flood, which buries Earth, Shall waft thee to a faircr Seat. 7 Nor Wreck nor Ruin there is fean; . There not a Wave of Trouble rolls; But the bright Raiņbow round the Throne Seals endleſs Life to all their Souls. - CV. C. M. F–. z pi l a Perſeverance: Pſalm cxix. "7: I LORD hast thou made me know thy Ways? Conduct me in thy Fear, - And grant me fuch Supplies of Grace, That I may perfevere, | ,
P E R S E V E R A N C E. | 2 Let but thy own Almighty Arm Suftain a feeble Worm, I ſhall eſcape, fecure from Harm, Amid the dreadful Storm. 3 Bethou my all-fufficient Friend, "Till all myToils fhall ceaſe ; Ġuard me thro’ Life, and let my End Be everlaſting Peace. CVI. L. M. DR. S. ST ex N ETT. Per/verance destred. * - I J my Savior and my God, Thou haft redeem'd me with thy Blood : By Ties both naturaland divine, I am, and ever will be thine But ah! ſhould my inconſtant Heart, - Ere I'm aware, from thee depart, What dire Reproach would fall on me, For ſuch Ingratitude to thee! 3 The Thought I dread, the Crime I laate, The Guilt, the Shame, I deprecate: And yet fo mighty are my Foes I dare not truft my warmeſt Vows. 4 Pity my Frailty, dearèſt LoRD, a the needful Hour afórd: " o steel this tim'rous Heart of mine ** with Fortitude and Love divine. 5 Sofhall Fitriumph o'er my Fears, And gather Joys from all my Tears; Sofhall I to the Wörld proclaim The Honors of the Christian Name * a - * -
S C R I PTU R E DO C T R IN E S. - CVII. Torrapy: , The Method of Salvation. THEE, Father, we bleſs, Whoſe distinguiſhing Grace Selected a People to fhew forth thy Praife: Noris thy Love known By Election alone; For, O! thou haft added the Gift of thy Son. 2 The Goodneſs in vain ** ** We attempt to explain, Which found and accepted a Ranfom for Men. Great Sur ery of thine, Thou didft not decline [Defign; To concur with the Father's most gracious 3 ToJesus our Friend Our Thanks fhall aſcend, Who faves to the utmoſt, and loves to the End. Our Ranſom he paid! In his Merit array'd Weattain to the Glory for which weweremade 4 Sweet Spirit of Grace, i Thy Mercy.webleſs . Forthy eminent Share in the Council of Peace: Great Agent divine, To reſtore us is thine, . . And cauſe us afreſh in thy Likehefs to fhine, 5 O Gop, 'tis thy Part a To convince and convert ; To give a new Life, and create a new Heart: By thy Prefence and Grace We're upheld in our Race, [Days. And are kept in thy Love tº the End of our
S A L V A T I O N. 6 FATHER, SPIRIT, and SoN, Agree thus in One, Gwn : The Salvation of thoſe he has mark'd for his Let us too agree To glorify THEE, Thou ineffable One, thou adorable THREE ! CVIII. Helmſley Tune. Free Salvation, 2 Tim. i. 9. e. * - " I J" is our great Salvation ; i Worthy of our best Eſteem ! *** He has fav'd his favorite Nation; ied Join to fing aloud to Him: He has fav'd us, CHR1st alone could us redeem, 2 When involv'd in Sin and Ruin, And no Helper there was found; Jesus our Diſtreſs was viewing: Grace did more than Sin abound: He has call'd ưs, With Salvation in the Sound. 3 Save us from a mere Profeſſion, Save us from Hypocrify; Give us, Lor D, the fweet Poffeſſion Of thy Righteoufneſs and Thee: Beſt of Favors, None compar'd with this can be, o 4 Let us never, Ler d, forget thee! - - Make us walk as Pilgrims here : '* We will give thee all the Glory, Of the Love that brought us near; } Bid us praiſe thee, i a s *** And rejoice with holy Fear. rave
11o. scRIPTURE DocTRINEs. 5 Free Election, known by Calling, Is a Privilege divine: - Saints are kept from final Falling, All the Glory, Lorp, be thine. All the Glory, All the Glory, LoRp, is thine. CIX. C. M. | Complete Salvation. | * SALVATION thro’ our dying Gop, Is finiſh'd, and complete; He paid whate'er his People ow'd, And cancell'd all their Debt. 2 Salvation now ſhall be my Stay, “A Sinner fav'd,” I'll cry; Then gladiy quit this mortal Clay, Forbetter Joys on high, CX. K - Distinguisting Grace, Jer. xxxi. 3. | 1 IN Songs offublime Adoration and Praiſe, Ye Pilgrims for Sion who prefs, Breakforth, and extol the great Ancientof Days, His rich and diftinguiſhing Grace. 2 His Love from Eternity fix’d upon you, Brokeforth and diſcover'd its Flame, When eachwith the Cordsofhis Kindnefshe drew, And brought you to love his great Name. O had he not pitied the State you were in, Your Bofomshis Love had ne’erfelt, [in Sin, You all would have liv'd, would have dy’d too And funk with the Load of your Guilt. 4 What was therein you that could merit Esteem: Orgive the Creator Delight? 'Twas “even fo, Father,” you evermust fing, “ Becauſe it ſeem'd good in thy Sight.” | | |
s A L v A T I o N. * ; 'Twas all of thy Grace we were brought to obey While Others were ſuffer'd to go, The Road which by Nature wechoſe as ourWay, Which leads to the Regions of Woe. 6 Then give all the Glory to his holy Name; To him all the Glory belongs; Beyours the high Joy ſtilltofoundforth his Fame, And crown him in each of your Songs. ) i CXI. S. M. iroli Salvation by Grace, from first to last, Eph. ii. 5. I GRACE! 'tis a charming Sound! Harmonious to the Ear ! Heaven with the Echo ſhall refound, And all the Earth fhall hear. no z Grace first contriy’d a Way T e To fave rebellious Man, And all the Steps that Grace diſplay, Which drew the wondrous Plan. 3 ['Twas Grace that wrote my Name In God’s eternal Book: 'Twas Grace that gave me to the Lamb Who all my Sorrows took.] 4 Grace led my roving Feet To tread the heavenly Road; And new Supplies each Hour I meet, While prefſing on to Gob. 5 [Grace taught my Soul to pray, And made my Eyes o’erflow: 'Twas Grace which kept me to this Days And will not let mego.] K - -
scRIPTURE DoctRINEs. 6 Grace all the Work ſhall crown, Thro’ everlasting Days ; | It lays in Heaven the topmoſt Stone, And well deſerves the Praiſe, CXII. C. M. Dr. Warrs's Lyric Poems. - God glorious, and Sinners/aved, Iſaiah xliv. 23. i FATHER, how wide thy Glory fhines! How high thy Wonders rife! Known thro' the Earth by thouſand Signs, By thouſands thro' the Skies. 2 [Part of thy Name divinely stands n all thy Creatures writ, - They ſhew the Labor of thine Hands, Or Impreſs of thy Feet.] . But when we view thy strange Deſign 3 To ſąverébellious Worms, Where Vengeance and Compaſſion Jºins In their divinest Forms; 4 Our Thoughts are lost in reverend Awe: We lovė and we adore; The first Arch-Angel never faw So much of God before. 5 Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a Creature gueſs Which of the Glories brightest ſhone, | The Justice or the Grace. 6 [When Sinners broke the Father's Laws, The dying Son atones; f , ! O, the dear Mysteries of his Croſs ! The Triumph of his Groans!]
r s A L V A T I O N ° 7 Now the full Glories of the LAMB Adorn the heavenly Plains ; , Sweet Cherubs learn IM MAN U E L’s Name, And try their choiceſt Strains. * 8 O may I bear fome humble Part : In that immortal Song! Wonder and Joy ſhall tüne my Heart, And Love command my Tongue. CXIII. C. M. Dr. Dopprroce. 0Lord, Jay unto my Soul, I am thy Salvation, Pfalm xxxv. 3. 1 SALVATION ! O melodious Soun To wretched dying Men ! Salvation, that from God proceeds, And leads to God again. 2 Refču’d from Hell's eternal Gloom, From Fiends, and Fires, and Chains : Rais'd to a Paradife of Bliſs, * Where Love triumphant reigns!' 3 But may a poor bewilder’d Soul, Sinful and weak as mine, Prefume to raife a trembling Eye To Blestings fo divine ? 4 The Luftre of fo bright a Bliſs My feeble Heart o'erbears ; And Unbeliefalmoſt perverts The Promife into Tears. 5 My Savior God, no Voice but thine Theſe dying Hopes can raife : Speak thy Salvation to my Soul, y" And turn my Prayer to Praiſe. K z *
sCRIPTURE INVITATIONS. schirruar syrtaross ANP rrovises. CXIV. i L. M. DR. S. S rex N e rr. God rostning with M., İstih i 18. * COME, Sinners, faith the mighty Gop.Heinous as all your Crimes haye been, Lo ! I deſcend fram mine Abode, To reafon with the Sons of Men, Clouds of Darkneſs veil my Face, o vengeful Lightnings flaſh around: » I come with Terms of Life and Peace ; Where Sin hath reign'd let Grace abound. Yes, Lorb, we will obey thy Call, i. And to thy gracious Sceptre bow ; O make our crimſon Sins like Wool, Our fcarlet Crimes as white as Snow. 4 So ſhall our Thy Praiſes with a tuneful Voice: While, humbly prostrate at thy Feet, We wonder, tremble, and rejoice. cxv.\, Altered by Tortábr: Helmſley Ture Cymerand welcomery Jesus Chaisr. Iſaiah lv. 1. | 4 CQME, ye Sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, fick and fore! Jesus ready stands to fave you, Full of Pity join'd with Power : He is able, asui : He is willing, Doubt no more! . 2 3 2 Come, yeThirsty, come, and welcome; God's free Bounty glorify: True Belief, and true Repentance, Every Grace that brings us nigh Without Money, * * Come to Jesus Christ, and buy
- - - | SCRIPTURE INVITATIONS. / | 3 Let not Confcience make you linger, Nor of Fitnefs fondly dream; All the Fitneß he requireth, Is to feel your Need of him: . This he gives you; "Tishis SPIRIT’s rifing Beam. 4 Come, ye Weary, heavy Laden, Lost and ruin’d by the Fall ! i If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all: -- -- Not the Righteous, il s Sinners Jesus came to call. ; View him proſtrate in the Garden; i On the Ground your MAKER lies! On the bloody Tree behold him ; Hear him cry, before he dies, ** It is F1 N r s H’D :” Sinner, will not this fuffice ? 6 Lo, th” incarnate God, afcended, Pleads the Merit of his Blood: Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other Truft intrude ; None but Jesus , Cando helpleſs Sinners good. 7 Saints and Angels, join’din Concert, Sing the Praiſes of the LÂM B : While the bliſsful Seats of Heaven Sweetly echo with his Name. Hallelujah ! Sinners, żere, may fing the fame.
scRIPTURE INVITATIONs. cxvi. c. M. Fawceri. / | - Let the Wicked forſake his Way, &c. Iſaiah lv, 7. - 1 SINNERS, the voice of Göb regard; "Tis Mercy ſpeaks To-day : He calls you fovereignWord, From Sin's destructive Way. z Like the rough Sea, that cannot rest, You live, devoid of Peace; - A thouſand Stings within your Breaſt, Deprive your Souls of Eafe. 3 Your Way is dark, and leads to Hell; Why will you perfevere? Can you in endleſs Torments dwell, Shut up in black Deſpair? 4 Why will you in the crooked Ways Of Sin and Folly go ? In Pain you travel all your Days, To reap immortal Woe! 5 But he that turns to Gop ſhall live, Thro' his abounding Grace; His Mercy will the Guilt forgive Of that feek his Face. 6 Bow to the Sceptre of his Word, / , Renouncing every Sin; Submit to him your fovereign LoRD, | And learn his Will divine. 7 His Love exceeds your highest Thoughts; He pardons like a Gop ; He will forgive your numerous Faults, Thro' a Redeemer's Blood,
SCRIPTURE INVITATIONS. CXVII. L. M. Sreele. Weary Souls invited to Rest, Matt. xi. 28. if , . . I COME: weary Souls with Sins distrest, Come, and accept the promis'd Reſt; , The Savior's gracious Call obey, And caſt your gloomy Fears away, 2 Oppreſs'd with Guilt, a painful Load; O come, and ſpread your Woes abroad; Divine Compaffion, mighty Love Will all the painful Load remove. 3 Here Mercy's boundlefs Ocean flows, To cleanſe your Guilt and heal your Woes; Pardon, and Life, and endleſs Peace; How rich the Gift ! how free the Grace ! 4 Lord, we accept with thankful Heart, The Hope thy gracious Words impart ; We come with Trembling, yet rejoice, And bleſs the kind inviting Voice. 5 Dear Savior ! let thy powerful Love Confirm our Faith, our Fears remove ; And ſweetly influence every Breaft, And guide us to eternal Reſt. CXVIII. As the 148th. Fet there is Room, Luke xiv. 22. 1 YE dying Sons of Men, - | * Immerg’d in Sin and Woe, - The Goſpel’s Voice attend, » While Jesus fends to you : Yeperiſhing and guilty come, i In Jesus' Arms there yet is Roomi . "
scRIPTURE INvitations. ---- 2 No longer now delay, Nor vain Excuſes frame: He bids you come To-day, Tho' Poor, and Blind, and Lame : All Things are ready, Sinner, come, For every trembling Soul there's Room, Believe the heavenly Word His Meſſengers proclaim; He is a gracious Lord, And faithful is his Name: Backfliding Souls, return and come, Caſt off Deſpair, there yetis Room. 4 Compell'd by bleeding Love, Ye wand'ring Sheep, draw near, CHR1st calls you from above, His charming Accents hear! Let whoſoever will, now come: In Mercy's Breast there ſtill is Room. CXIX. Hotham Tune. Compel them to come in, Luke xiv. 23. 1 I ORD, how large thy Bounties are, Tender, gracious, Sinner's Friend ! What a Feaſt dost thou prepare, And what Invitations fend! Now fulfil thy great Defign, Who didſt firſt the Meſſage bring, Every Heart to thee incline, Now compel them to come in. . 2 Ruſhing on the downward Road,Sinners no Compulſion need, Glory to forfake, and God, See, they run with rapid Speed: Draw them back by Love divine, With thy Grace their Spirits win, Every Heart, &c.
SCRIPTURE INVITATIONS, 3 Thus their willing Souls cömpel?“ Thus their ha Minds constrain From the Ways eath and Hell, en Home to Gob; and Grace again ; s ing Arm of thine, Once outstretch'd to bleed for Sin ; Every Heart to thee incline, , - Now compel them to come in, , os seis CXX. C. M. Sre rrrr r, * yo , - - - The Savior's Invitation, John vii, 37, nan * 1 THE Savior calls–let every Ear" * Attend the heavenly Soürid ; *** Ye doubting Souls, difmiſs yourFear, Hope fmiles reviving round, - 2 For every thirſty, longing Heart,Here Streams of Bounty flow, A And Life, and Health, and Bliſs impart To baniſh mortal Woe. 3 Here Springs of facred Pleaſure rife To eaſe your every Pain, (Immortal Fountain li full Supplies!) Nor ſhall you thirft in vain. 4 Ye sinners, come, ’tis Mercy's Voice,- - - - * The gracious Call obey ; Mercy invites to heavenly Joys And can you yet delay? " , . b , , , , , 2 - 5 Dear Savior, draw religiant Heáris, 4 , , , , ) f * * To thee let Sinners fy And také th *** * Andò̟ an le) * "*" at a - * * , , E L Es | - - - *
scriptURE INvrrations. CXXl. Chatham Tune. w–. Wb/oever will, let him come, Rev. xxii. 17. 1 V E fcarlet-color'd Sinners, come; Jesus the Lord invites you Home; O whither can you go? What ! are your Crimes of Crimſon Hue? His Promife is for ever trúe, He’ll waſh you white as Snow. 2 Backfliding Souls, fill'd with your Ways, Whoſe weeping Nights, and wretched Days, Hn Bitternefs are ſpent ! ! Return to Jesus! he’ll reveal | His lovely Face, and fweetly heal What you fo much lament. 3 Tried Souls ! look up–he fays, "Tis I-- He loves you ſtill, but means to try If Faith will bear the Teſt ; The LoRo has given the chiefeft Good, He ſhed for you his precious Blood; O truft him for the reſt ! 4 Ye tender Souls, draw hither too, Ye grateful, highly favor'd Few, the Debt you owe ; Prefs on, the Lord hath more to give ; By Faith upon him daily live, And you ſhall find itfo. CXXII. L. M. BEDD οME« * The first Promife, Gen. iii. 15 1 WHEN by the Tempter's Wiles betray'd, Adam our Head and Parent fell ; Unknown before, a Pleaſure ſpread Thro' all the mazy Deeps of Hell. |
A N D PRO MISES, 2 : Infernal Powers rejoiç'd to fee . The new-made World deſtroy'd, undone; But God proclaims his great Decree, Pardon and Mercy thro his Son. ; y 3Serpent accụrs'd, thy Sentence read, Almighty Vengeance thou ſhalt feel; o The Woman's Seed fhail breakthy Head, Thy Malice faintly bruiſe his Heel. 4 Thus God declares, and Christ deſcends, o Afumesa mortal Form, and dies; Whilſtin his Death, Death's Empire ends, And the proud Conqueror conquer'd lies. 5 Dying, the King of Glory deals Ruinto all his numerous Foes : - His Power the Prince of Darkneſs feels, And finks oppreſs'd beneath his Woes. CXXIII. L. M. Fawcerr. - A thy Days, /6 /kall thy Strength be, Deut. xxxiii. 25. i - AFFLICTED Saint, to Currs draw near, Thy Savior's gracious Promife hear ; * His faithful Word declares to thee, na That as thy Days, thy Strength fhall be. 2 Let not thy Heart deſpond and fay, a “How ſhall I ſtand the trying Day?” He has engag’d by firm Decree, That as thy Days, thy Strength fhall be. 3 Thy Faith is weak, thy Foes are ſtrong ; , And if č à ſhould Thy Lord willmake the Tempter flee 3. . For as thy Days, thy Strength fhall be: -
- ---- S C R I P T U R E P R O M I SE S. 4 Should Perſecution rage and flame, Still truft in thy Redeemer's Name; In fiery Trials thou ſhalt fee, That as thy Days, thy Strength ſhall be. 5 When call'd to bear the weighty Croſs, Or fore Afflictions, Pain, or Lofs, Or deep Distreſs, or Poverty, Still as thy Days, thy Strength ſhall be. 6 When ghaftly Death appears in View, Christ's Prefence fhail thy Fears fubdue; He comes to fet thy Spirit free, And as thy Days, thy Strength ſhall be. - - - CXXIV. C. M. Fear not, for I am with thee, Iſaiah xli. 1o. I AND art thou with us, gracious Lord, To diffipate our Fear ? Dost thou proclaim thyfelfour God, Our God for ever near ? ' 2 Doft thou a Father’s Bowels feel For all thy humble Saints ? And in fuch friendly Accents fpeak To footh their fad Complaints? A 3 Why droop our Hearts? Why flow our Eyes While fuch a Voice we hear ? Why rife our Sorrows and our Fears, While fuch a Friend is near ? 4 To all thine other Favors, add A Heart to trust thy Word ; And Death itſelf ſhall hear us fing, *While reſting on the Load. - – -- -------|
scRIPTURE PROM IS ES, 22 cxxv. C. M. NEED HAM. My Grace is ſufficient for thee, 2 Cor. xii, 9. i KIND are the Words that Jesus ſpeaks To cheer the drooping Saint ; “ My Grace fufficient is you, “ Tho' Nature's Powers may faint. 2 “My Grace its Glories ſhall diſplay, - “ And make your Griefs remove ; “Your Weakneſs fhall the Triumphs tell “ Of boundlefs Power and Love.” 3 What tho' my Griefs are not remov'd, Yet why ſhould I deſpair ? * While my kind Savior's Arms ſupport, I can the Burden bear. 4 Jesus, my S.AvioR, and my Lord, | 'Tis good to truft thy Name: Thy Power, thy Faithfulneſs and Love Will ever be the fame. 5 Weak as I am, yet thro' thy Grace I all Things ean perform; ils And fmiling triumph in thy Name, Amid the raging Storm. CXXVI. C. M. Dr. Dodor roce. My God /all/upply all your Need, Phil. iv. 19, 2o, I MY God, how cheerful is the Sound! * How pleafant to repeat! Well may that Heart with Pleaſure bound, Where Gob hath fix’d his Seat, 2 What Want ſhall not our God fupply From his redundant Stores ? ia - What Streams of Mercy from on high An Arm Almigy pours! -- no
SCRIPTURE PROMISES. 3 From CHRIsr, the ever-living Spring, Theſe ample Blestings flow: Spring Prepare, my Lips, his Name to fing, Whofe Heart hath lov'd us fo. 4 Now to our Father and our God, Be endlefs Glory given, Thro' all the Realms of Man's Abode, And thro' the higheſt Heaven.|- - CXXVII. C. M. DR. Dood Rioce. Fear not, it is your Father's good Pleaſure to give ya the Kingdom, Luke xii. 32. 1 YE little Flock, whom JEsus feeds, | Difmiſs your anxious Cares; Look to the Shepherd of your Souls, And fmile away your Fears. z Tho”Wolves and Lions prowl around, His Staffis your Defence : 'Midst Sands and Rocks, your Shepherd's Voice Calls Streams and Pastures thence. 3 Your Father will a Kingdom give, And give it with Delight; His feebleft Child his Love ſhall call To triumph in his Sight. 4 Ten Thoufand Praiſes, LoRp, we bring For fure Supports like theſe : And o'er the pious Dead we fing Thy living Promiſes. ||| | 5 For all we hope, and they enjoy, We bleſs a Savior's Name; Nor ſhall that Stroke disturb the Song, - Which brčaks this mortal Frame. .
SCRIPTURE PROMISES. CXXVIH. Elevens. K–, Exceeding great and precious Promiſes, 2 Pet. iii. 4. 1 HOW firma Foundation, ye Saints of the Lord, Is laid for your Faith in his excellent Word! What more can he fay than to you he hath faid? You, who unto Jesus for Refuge have fied. 2 In every Condition, in Sicknefs, in Health, In Poverty's Vale, or abounding in Wealth ; At Home and Abroad, on the Land, on the Sea, “As thy Days may demand, ſhall thy Strength 4 ſ ever be. til 3 “ Fear not, Iam with thee, O be not diſmay'd, “ I, I am thy Gop, and will ſtill give thee Aid; “I’ll ſtrengthenthee, help thee, and cauſe thee “ to ſtand, “Upheld by my righteous omnipotent Hand, 4. “ When thro’ the deep Waters I call thee to go, “ The Rivers of Woe ſhall not thee overflow ; “ For I will be with thee, thy Troubles to bleſs, “ And fanćtify to thee, thy deepest Diſtrefs. 5. “ When thro’ fiery Trials thy Pathway ſhall lie, “ My Grace all-fufficient fhall be thy Supply; “ The Flame ſhall not hurt thee, I only defigụ “ Thy Drofs to confume, and thy Gold to refine. 6 “Even down to oldAge, allmy People fhall prove “My fovereign, eternal, unchangeable Love; “ Andwhen hoary Hairs ſhall theirTemplesadorn, “Like Lambstheyſhallstillin myboſom beborne. 7 " The Soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for Repoſe, “ I tvill zot, I will not defert to his Foes ; * ThatSoul,tho’allHellfhouldendeavorto fhake, “ I'll never–no never–no never forſake*.” * Agreeable to Dr. Doddridge's Tranſlation of Heb. xiii. 5.
THE INCARNATION e H R I s T. . w i CXXIX. C. M. Med Ley. o .. - , The Incarnation of Christ, Lukeii. 14. 1 MORTALS awake, with Angels join, And chant the folemn Lay; : Joy, Love and Gratitude combine fo hail th' aufpicious Day. u lis een non . 2 In Heaven the rapturous Song began, , And ſweet feraphie Fire . Thro' all the ſhining Legionsran, -- And strung and tum’d the Lyre. 3 Swift thro' the vast Expanſeit few, And loud the Echo roll'd; og a The Theme, the Song, the Joy was new, 'Twas more than Heaven could hold. Down thro' the Portals of the Sky. Th’ impetuous Torrent ran ; , And Angels flew with eager joy foi de Newtoši $ fWrapt in thę Silence of the Night *n- Layall the Eastern World, e o When burfting, glorious, heavenly light The wondrous Scene unfurl'd.] * 6 Hark! the cherubic Armies ſhout, And Glory leads the Song : Good-will and Peace are heard throughout The harmonious heavenly Throng no
O F C H R I S T. 7 (O for a Glance of heavenly Love Our Hearts and Songs to raife; i Sweetly to bear our Souls above, ** And mingle with their Lays!]) * 8 With Joy the Chorus we'll repeat, “ Glory to God on high; “Good-will and Peace are now complete, “ Jesus was born to die.” 9 Hail, Prince of Life, för ever hail! Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! , , , . Tho’ Earth, and Time, and Life ſhould fäil, Thy Praife hän never end. .bn CXXX. Sevens. J. C. W. - The Song of the Angels. I HARK, the herald Angels fing, H “ Glory to the new-born g. “ Pease on Earth, and Mercy mild, “God and Sinners reconcil'd.” - 2 Joyful, all ye Nations rife, * Join the Triumph of the Skies ; - Hail the Heaven-born Prince of Peace ! Hail the Sun of Righteoufnefs! 3 [Mild he hays his Glory by, Born, that Man no more might die ; Born, to raife the Sons of Earth, Born, to give them fecond Birth.] 4 Come, Defire of Nations, come, , - Fix in us thy humble Home ; Rife, the Woman's promis'd Seed, a Bruiſein us the Serpent's Head. L 3
T H E I N C A R N A T'I O N ||||| | | ||| |||| | 5 Glory to the new-born King, Let us all the Anthem fing, “ Peace on Earth, and Mercy mild, “ God and Sinners reconcil'd!” CXXXI. C. M. STEELE. The Incarnation. John i. 14. I AWAKE, awake the facred Song To our incarnate LoRD ; Let every Heart, and every Tongue Adore the eternal Word. 2 That awful Word, that fovereign Power, By whom the Worlds were made ; (O happy Morn! illuſtrious Hour!) Was once in Fleſh array'd! 3 Then fhone almighty Power and Love, In all their glorious Forms; When Jesus left his Throne above To dwell with finful Worms. 4. To dwell with Mifery below, The Savior left the Skies ; And funk to Wretchednefs and Woe, That worthlefs Man might rife. 5 Adoring Angels tun'd their Songs To hail the joyful Day; With Rapture then, let mortal Tongues Their grateful Worſhip pay. 6 What Glory, Lord, to thee is due ! With Wonder we adore ; But could we fing as Angels do, Our higheſt Praife were poor.
O F . C H R I S T. cxxxII. s. 7. Robinsos. Praiſe to the Redeemer. 1 MIGHTY God, while Angels bleſs thee, May an Infant lifp thy Name? Lord of Men as well as Angels, Thou art every Creature's Theme. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 2 Lord of every Land and Nation, Ancient ofeternal Days! Sounded through the wide Creation Be thy juſt and lawful Praife. Hal. 3 For the Grandeur of thy Nature, Grand beyond a Seraph's Thought, For created Works of Power, Works with Skill and Kindneſs wrought. Hal. 4 For thy Providence that governs Thro’ thine Empire's wide Domain ; Wings an Angel, guides a Sparrow, Blested be thy gentle Reign. Hal. 5 But thy rich, thy free Redemption, Dark thro' Brightneſs all along; Thought is poor, and Expreſſion, Who dare fing that awful Song ? Hal. 6 Brightneſs of the Father's Glory, Shall thy Praiſe unutter'd lie ? Fly my Tongue fuch guilty Silence ! Sing the Lord who came to die. 7 Did Archangels fing thy Coming ? Did the Shepherds learn their Lays ? Shame would cover me ungrateful, Hal Should my Tongue refuſe to praiſe. ale | || Hal. || |
T H E LI F E A N D 8 From the higheſt Throne in Glory, To the Croſs of deepeſt Woe; ---- All to ranfom guilty Captives, Flow my Praiſe, för ever flow. Hal 9 Go return, immortal Savior, Leave thy Footstool, take thy Throne ; Thence return, and reign for ever, Be the Kingdom all thine own. a Hallelujah, &c. CXXXIII. C. M. Dr. Doppripar. The conde/cending Grace of CHR13:r, Matt. xx. 28. i SAVIOR of Men, and Loss of Love,How fweet thy gracious Name! With Joy that Errand we review, - i. On which thy Mercy came. z While all thy own angelic Bands Stood waiting on the Wing, Charm’d with the Honor to obey Their great eternal King; o For us, mean, wretched, finful Men, ' ri uia gi Firſt in our mortal Fleſh to ferve, . Then in that Fleſh to die. Bought with thy Service and thy Blood, - 4 We doubly, Lord, are thine; To thee our Lives we would devote, To thee our Death refign. | * CXXXIV. C. M. ter The Redeemer’s Moffage, Luke iv. 18, 19. I HARK, the glad Sound, the Savior comes, The Savior promis'd long! Let every Heart prepare a Throne, And every Voice a Song,
MINISTRY of cH RI st. 2 0n him, the Spirit, largely pour'd, , , , Exertsits facred Fire ; Wiſdom and Might, and Zealand Love His holy Breaft inſpire, - 3 He comes the Priſoners to releaſe, In Satan’s Bondage held, The Irọn Fetters yield, 4 He comes, from thickest Films of Vice To clear the mentạl Ray; And on the Eyes oppreſt with Night, To pour celeſtial Day. - 5 Hecomes the broken Heart to bind, o The bleeding Soul to cure; , ’ And, with the Treaſures of his Gráce, o') T’inrich the humble Poor. . . i A 6 Our glad Hoſannas, Prince of Peace, . Thy Welcome ſhall proclaim; - - And Heaven's eternal Arches ring With thy belóved Name. . . i cxxxv. L. M. Dr. Doppribos, Christ's T.ransfiguration, Matt. xvii. 4 "WHEN at this Distance, Lord, we trace The various Glories of thy Face, What Tranſport pours o'er all our Breast, And charms our Cares and Woes to Reſt! *With thee in the obſcurest Cell 9n ſomebleak Mountain would Idwell, Rather than pompous Courtsbeholdy, And ſhare their Grandeur and their Gold * The Gates of Braſs before him burſt, " ( 10 A D
THE SU F F E RINGS AN D. 3 Away, ye Dreams of mortal Joy! - Raptures divine my Thoughtş employi - I fee the King of Glory ſhine; And feel his Love, and call him mine. 4 On Tabor, thus his Servants view'd His Luftre, when transform’d he ſtood ; And, bidding earthly Scenes farewel, Cried, “ LoRD, 'tis pleaſant here to dwell.” 5 Yet still ourelevated Eyes To nobler Viſions long to rife; That grand Affembly wouldwe join, Where all thy Saints around thee fhine. 6 That Mount howbright! thoſe Forms how fair! 'Tis good to dwell forever there: Come, Death, dear Envoy of my God, And bear me to that blest Abode, CXXXVI. L.M. Whitefield'sCollectros.- - # -- | Behold the Mai, John xix. 5. 1 YE that paſs by, behold the Man, The Man of Grief condemn'd for you, The Lamb of God for Sinners flain, Weeping to Calvary purſue. 2 His ſacred Limbs they stretch, they tear, With Nails they fastento the Wood– His facred Limbs-expos'd and bare, Or only cover'd with his Blood. 3 See there! hisTemples crown'd with Thorns, His bleeding Hands extended wide, His streaming Feet transfix’d and torn, The Fountain guſhing from his Side, i -
D E A T H O F C H R I S T. 4 Thou dear, thou ſuffering Son of God, How doth thy Heart to Sinners move! Sprinkle on us thy precious Blood, Andmeltus with thy dying Love! The Earth could to her Centre quake, Convuls'd, when her Creator died; ? may our inmoſt Nature fhake, And bow with Jesus crucified! 5 Atthylast Gaſp, the Graves diſplay’d oo o Their Horrors to the upper Skies ; o ' O that our Souls mightburſt the Shade, And, quicken'd by thy Death, arife! ; The Rocks could feel thy powerful Death, And tremble, and afunder part; ) O rend, with thy expiring Breath, The harder Marble of our Heart. CXXXVII. L. M. S. Steere. A dying Savior.* STRETCH'D on the Croſs the Savior dies, | Hark! his expiring Groans arife ! See, from his Hands, his Feet, his Side, Runs down the facred crimfon Tide ! 2 But Life attends the deathful Sound, And flows from every bleeding Wound; The vital Stream, how free it flows, To fave and cleanfe his rebel Foes ! 3 To fuffer in the Traitor's Place, To die for Man, ſurprifing Grace! Yet paſs rebellious Angels by– O why for Man, dear Saviór, why ? * * * *See Hymns on Redemption, and the Lord's$"PP" | |||||
THE SUFFER IN G's a N b 4 And đidst thou bleed, for Sinners bleed? And could the Sun behold the Deed ? . No, he withdrew his fickening Ray, And Darkneſs veil'd the mourning Day. 5 Can I furvey this Scene of Woe, Where mingling Grief and Wonder flow; And yet my Heart unmov'd remain, Infenſible to Love or Pain ? . 6 Come, dearast Lord, rhy Grace impart, | To warm this cold, this stupid Heart; *Till all its Powers and move In melting Grief, and ardent Love. cxxxvIII. C.M. Ds.s. sr ssiri. The Aurasiin ofii cry, John xii. 32. - - * YONDER–amazing Sight!—I fee Th’ incarnate Son of God, Expiring on the accurſed Tree, i Ånd welt'ring in his Blood. 2 Behold a purple Torrent run Down from his Hands and Head: The crimfon Tide puts out the Sun; His Groans awake the Dead. - 3 The trembling Earth, the darken'd Sky Proclaim the Truth aloud; And with th' amaz'd Centurion cry, “ This is the Son of God.” 4 So great, fo vaſta Sacrifice May well my Hope revive : If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, The Sinner fure may live.
DEATH OF CHRIST. -- 5 0 that theſe Cords of Love divine, Might draw me, Lord, to thee! Thou haft my Heart, it ſhall be thine– Thine it ſhall ever be! CXXXIX. I. M. The dying Love of Christ, constraining to thankful Devotion, z Cor. v. 14, 15. I SEE, Lord, thy willing Subjeéts bow, Adoring low before thy Throne: Accept our humble, cheerful Vow, Thou art our Sovereign, thou alone. 2 Beneath thy Soul-reviving Ray, Even cold Afiliétion's wintry Gloom Shall brighten into vernal Day, And Hopes and Joys immortal bloom. 3 Smile on our Souls, and bidus fing, In Concert with the Choir above, The Glories of our Savior King, The Condefcenſions of his Love. 4 Amazing Love! that ſtoop'd fo low, To view with Pity's melting Eye Vile Men, deſerving endleſs Woe! Amazing Love –did Jesus die ? 5 He died, to raife to Life and Joy The Vile, the Guilty, the Undone; O let his Praife each Hour employ, 'Till Hours nb more their Circles run! 6 He died!–ye Seraphs, tune your Songs, Refound, refound the Savior's Name . For Nought below immortal Tongues Can ever reach the wondrous Theme.
THE RESURRECTION CXL. As the 148th. DR. DoppRibcr. The Reſurrestion of CHR1st, Luke xxiv. 34. And worſhip at his Feet : ES, the Redeemer rofe; The Savior left the dead; And o’er our helliſh Foes High rais'd his conquering Head : In wild Difmay The Guards around Fall to the Ground, And fink away. Lo! the angelic Bands In full Aſſembly meet, To wait his high Commands, Joyful they come, And wing their Way From Realms of Day To Jesus’ Tomb. Then back to Heaven they fly, The joyful News to bear: Hark! as they foar on high, What Muſic fills the Air ! Their Anthems fay, “ Jesus who bled ** Hath left the Dead ; “ He roſe To-day.” Ye Mortals, catch the Sound, Redeem'd by him from Hell; And fend the Echo round The Globe on which you dwell: | Tranſported cry, “ Jesus who bied ** Hath left the Dead “ No more to die.”
O F C H R I S T. 5 All-hail, triumphant LoRn, Who fav'ſt us with thy Blood! Wide be thy Name ador'd, Thou rifing, reigning God ! With thee we rife, With thee we reign, And Empires gain Beyond the Skies. CXLI. Sevens. The Reſurrection, 1 Cor. xv. 56. I CHRIST, the Lord, is rifen To-day, Sons of Men and Angels fay, Raife your Joys and Triumphs high, Sing, ye Heavens, and Earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming Work is done, Fought the Fight, the Battle won : Lo! the Sun's Eclipſe is o'er, Lo! he fets in Blood no more. 3 Vain the Stone, the Watch, the Seal, CHRIsr hath burſt the Gates of Hell: Death in vain forbids his Rife, - CHR1sr hath open'd Paradife. - 4 Lives again our glorious King, “ Where, O Death, is now thy Sting?” Once he dy'd our Souls to fave; “ Where's thy Victory, boasting Grave ?” ; Soar we now where CHRrst has led, Following our exalted Head : Madelike him, like him we rife, Ours the Crofs, the Grave, the Skies. 6 What tho' once we periſh'd all, Partners of our Parents’ Fall; Second Life let us receive, In our heavenly Adam live. M 2 -
THE RESURRECTION AND I 7 Hail the Lord of Earth and Heaven ! . Praife to thee by both be given! Thee we greet triumphant now, Hail ! the Resu RR Ecrion–thou, CXLII. Sevens. - - | The Reſurrection and A/cenſion. NGELS, roll the Rock away, Death, yield up thy mighty Prey: See ! he rifes from the Tomb, Glowing with immortai Bioom. Hallelji. z ’Tis the Savior, Angels, raife Fame's eternal Trump of Praiſe; Let the Earth’s remoteſt Bound Hear the Joy-inſpiring Sound. . Hinda 3 Now, ye Saints, lift up your Eyes, Now to Glory fee him rife, In long Triumph up the Sky, Up to waiting Worlds on high. Halleluji, 4 Heaven diſplays her Portals wide, Glorious Hero, thro’ them ride ; King of Glory, mount thy Throne, Thy great Father's and thy Own. Hallelujah, Praife him, all ye heavenly Choirs, Praife, and fweep your golden Lyres ; Shout, O Earth, in rapturous Song, Let the Strains befweet and leij, 6 Every Note with Wonder ſwell, Sin o'erthrown, and captiv'd Hell ; Where is Hell's once dreaded King ? Where,O Death, thymortal Sting! Hallelujah, -
ASCENSION OF CHRIST. . CXLIII. L. M. CHRIsr's Reſurrestion a Pledge of Ours. t WHEN I the holy Grave furvey, Where once my Savior deign'd to lie; I fee fulfill'd what Prophets fay, Andall the Power of Death defy. 2 This empty Tomb ſhall now proclaim How weak the Bands of conquer'd Death : Sweet Pledge, that all who truit his Name | Shall rife, and draw immortal Breath ! 3 | SUR ETY, freed, declares Us free, For whofe Offences he was feiz’d: In his Releafe our oszcza we fee, And ſhout to view je Hov AH pleas’d.] 4 Jesus, once number'd with the Dead, s Unfeals his Eyes to fleep no more ; - And ever lives, their Caufe to plead, For whom the Pains of Death he bore. 5 Thy rifen LoR D, my Soul, behold ; . See the rich Diadem he wears ! Thou too ſhalt bear an Harp of Gold, - To crown thy Joy when he appears. 6 Tho’in the Dust I lay my Head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My Fleſh for ever with the Dead, Nor loſe thy Children in the Grave. cxLIV. C. M. DR. DoD D R 1 D G e. Comfort zo /ich who /eek a r / e Jesus, Matt. xxviii. 5, 6. 1 YE humble Souls, that feek the LoRD, * Chaſe all your Fears away; And bow with Pieafaré dawn to fee The Place where Jesus lay. * M 3 || || || "
THE RESURRECTION AND 2 Thus low the Loap of Life was brought ; Such Wonders Love can do: Thus cold in Death that Bofom lay, Which throbb'd and bled for you. 3 A Moment give a Looſe to Grief, Let grateful Sorrows rife; And waſh the bloody Stains away, With Torrents from your Eyes. 4 Then dry your Tears, and tune your Songs, The Savior lives again ; Not all the Bolts and Bars of Death The Conqueror could detain. 5 High o'er th'angelic Bands he rears | His once diſhonor'd Head ; | And thro' unnumber'd Years he reigns, | Who dwelt among the Dead. 6 With Joy like his ſhall every Saint His empty Tomb furvey; Then rife, with his aſcending Lord, To Realms of endleſs Day. | CXLV. L. M. Wesley’s CoLL E crion, CHRIsr's Aſcenston, Pſalm xxiv. 7. I OUR Lord is rifen from the Dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The Powers of Hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the Portals of the Sky. 2 There his triumphal Chariot waits, And Angels chant the folemn Lay; - “ Lift up your Heads, ye heavenly Gates! *: Ye everlasting Doors, give way!”
AS C E N S I O N O E C H R IS T. 3 Looſe all your Bars of maffy Light, And wide unfold the radiant Scene ; He claims thoſe Manſions as his Right, Receive the King of Glory in. 4. “ Who is the King of Glory, who?” The Lord that all his Foes o’ercame, The World, Sin, Death, and Hell o'erthrew, And Jesus is the Conqueror's Name. 5 Lo! his triumphant Chariot waits, And Angels chant the folemn Lay, “ Lift up your Heads, ye heavenly Gates! “Ye everlaſting Doors, give way!” é “Who is the King of Glory, who?” The Lord of boundleſs Power poffest, The King of Saints and Angels too, God over all, for ever bleſt ! CXLVI. As the 148th, DR. DoD BRIDGE. Jesus feen of Angels, 1 Tim. iii. 16. 1 O Y E. immortal Throng - Of Angels round the Throne, Join with our feeble Song To make the Savior known : On Earth ye knew His wondrous Grace, His beauteous Face In Heaven ye view. 2 Ye faw the Heaven-born Child In human Fleſh array'd, Benevolent and mild, While in the Manger laid: And Praife to God, And Peace on Earth, For fuch a Birth, | Proclaim'd aloud,
THE AS CENSION AN B 3 Ye in the Wilderneſs Beheld the Tempter ſpoil'd, Well known in every Dreſs, In every Combat foil'd; And joy'd to crown . 'The Victor’s Head, Wheh Satan fled Before his Frown. 4 Around the bloody Tree Ye prefs'd with ſtrong Defire, That wondrous Sight to fee, The Lord of Life expire; - And, could your Eyes Have known a Tear, Had dropp'd it there In fad Surpriſe. 5 Around his facred Tomb A willing Watch ye keep; Till the bleſt Moment come To rouſe him from his Sleep : Then roll'd the Stone, And all ador'd Your rifing Lord, With Joy unknown. 6 When all array'd in Light The ſhining Conqueror rôde, Ye hail'd his rapturous Flight Up to the Throne of God ; And wav'd around Your golden Wings, And ſtruck your Strings Of fweețeft Sound.
EXALTATION OF CHRIST. 7 The warbling Notes purſue, And louder Anthems raiſe ; While Mortals fing with you Their own Redeemer's Praiſe : And thou, my Heart, | With equal Flame, And Joy the fame, Perform thy Part. | CXLVII. L. M. STEELE, || | The Exalted Savior. 1 Now letus raiſe our cheerful Strains, And join the bliſsful Choir above; There our exalted Savior reigns, And there they fing his wondrous Love. | | | | 2 While Seraphs tune the immortal Song, O may we feel the facred Flame; | | And every Heart and every Tongue || Adore the Savior's glorious Name! 3 Jesus, who once upon the Tree | In agonizing Pains expir'd; Who dy'd for Rebels-yes, 'tis he ! How bright ! how lovely! how admir’d ! | 4 Jesus, who dy’d that we might live, Dy'd in the wretched Traitor's Place ; O what Returns can Mortals give, For fuch immeafurable Grace ? 5 Were univerſal Nature ours, And Art with all her boaſted Store ; Nature and Art with all their Powers, Would ſtill confels the Offerer Poor ! 6 Yet tho' for Bounty, fo divine! We ne'er can equal Honors raiſe, Jesus, may all our Hearts be thine, . And all our Tongues proclaim thy Praiſe:
THE EXALTATION AND 2 CXLVIII. L. M. DR. VVATTs’s M–. The Humiliation, Exaltation, and Triumphs of CHR I st, Phil. ii. 8, 9. Col. ii. 15. THE mighty Frame of glorious Grace, That brighteſt Monument of Praife That e'er the God of Love deſign'd, Employs and fills my laboring Mind. Begin, my Soul, the heavenly Song, A Burden for an Angel's Tongue : VV hen Gabriel founds theſe awful Things, He tunes and fummons all his Strings. Proclaim inimitable Love, Jesvs, the Lord of Worlds above, Puts off the Beams of bright Array, And veils the God in mortal Clay. He that diſtributes Crowns and Thrones Hangs on a Tree, and bleeds, and groans: The Prince of Life reſigns his Breath, The King of Glory bows to Death. But fee the Wonders of his Power, He triumphs in his dying Hour, And, while by Satan's Rage he fell, He daſh'd the rifing Hopes of Hell. 6 Thus were the Hofts of Death fubdu'd, And Sin was drown'd in Jesu's Blood: Then he arofe, and reigns above, And conquers Sinners by his Love. 7 Who ſhall fulfil this boundleſs Song? The Theme furmounts an Angel's Tongue: How łow, how vain are mortal Airs, When Gabriel's nobler Harp deſpairs!
KINGDOM OF CHRIST. CXLIX. MADAN’s Co LLECTION The Kingdom of CHRIST, Phil. iv. 4. i REJOICE, the Lord is King, Your God and King adore ; Mortals, give Thanks, and fing, And triumph evermore! Lift up the Heart, lift up the Voice, Rejoice aloud, ye Saints, rejoice. 2 Rejoice, the Savior reigns, The Gop of Truth and Love ; When he had purg'd our Stains, He took his Seat above: Liftup the Heart, lift up the Voice, Rejoice aloud, ye Saints, rejoice. 3 His Kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er Earth and Heaven ; The Keys of Death and Hell Are to our Jesus giyen : Lift up the Heart, lift up the Voice, Rejoice aloud, ye Saints, rejoice. 4 He all his Foes fhall quell, Shall all our Sins deſtroy ; And every Bofom fwell With pure feraphic Joy: , Lift up the Heart, lift up the Voice, Rejoice aloud, ye Saints, rejoice. 5 Rejoice in glorious Hope,Jesus the Judge fhall come, And take his Servants "P to their eternal Home: - « we foon fhall hear th Archangel's voce, The Trump of Gop fhall found, rejº ““ -
THE FULNESS AND CL. As the ieith. Fawcerr. The Fulnest of Christ, Johni. 16. Col. i, 19. - - I A FULNESS - In Jesus our Head, And ever abides To anfwer our Need ; The Father's good Pleaſure Has laid up in Store, A plentiful Treaſure : To give to the Poor. z Whate'er be our Wants, We need not to fear; Our num'rous Complaints His Mercy will hear: His Fulnefs ſhall yield us Abundant Supplies; His Power ſhall fhield us When Dangers arife, 3 The Fountain o'erflows Our Woes to redreſs, Still more he beſtows, And Grace upon Grace : His Gifts in Abundance We daily receive; He has a Redundance For all that believe. # Whatever Distreſs Awaits us below, Such plentiful Grace Will Jesus beſtow, As still ſhall fupportus, And filence our Fear; For Nothing can hurtus While Jesus is near.
RICHES OF CHRIST. g When Troubles attend, Or Danger or Strife, i | His Love will defend Andguard us thro’ Life ; " T And when we are fainting, And ready to die, let in A Whatever is wanting, (I His Hand wifi f ply. . . . CLI. New Jeruſalem Tune. The unſearchable Riches of CHRIsr, Eph. iii. 8. i How murinysio tinh:How ſhall I his Beauties declare? O how ſhall I ſpeak of his Worth, - Or what his chief Dignities are ? | 1 His Angels cań never exprefs, Nor Saints who fit neareſt his Throne, How rich are his Treaſures of Grace :– No ! this is a Mystery unknown. 2 In him all the Fulnefs of God - Forever tranfcendently ſhines ; Tho' once like a Mortal he ſtood To finiſh his gracious Defigns : - | * Tho' once he was nail'd to the Crofs, Vile Rebels like me to fet free, . His Glory fustained no Lofs, e i Eternal his Kingdom ſhall be. * s . * 3 His Wiſdom, his Love, and his Power, Seem'd then with each other to vie i isi When Sinners he stoop'd to restore, Poor Sinners condemned to die ! iieiaid his Grandeur side, * And dwelt in a Cottage of Clay; Poor Sinners he loy'd, till he dy’d baĂ. Towaſh their Pollutions away. N
THE INTERcession 4 O Sinners, believe and adore This Savior fo rich to redeem ! No Creature can ever explore The Treaſures of Goodneſs in him: Come, all ye who fee yourſelves loft And feel yourfelves burden'd with Sin, Draw near while with Terror you're tofs'd; Believe, and your Peacefhall begin. Now, Sinners, attend to his Call “ Whoſo hath an Ear let him - He promifes Mercy to all Who feel their fad Wants, far and near: He Riches has ever in Store, And Treaſures that never can waſte : , Here's Pardon, here's Grace, yea and more, Here's Glory eternal at laſt, o CLII. L. M. STE ELE. The Interceston of CHRrsr, Heb. vii. 25. 1 Elives, the great Redeemer lives, (What Joy the blest Aſſurance gives!) And now before his Father God, Pleads the full Merit of his Blood. 2 Repeated Crimes awake our Fears, And Justice arm’d with Frowns appears; . But in the Savior's lovely Face Sweet Mercy fmiles, and allis Peace. 3 Hence then, ye black deſpairing Thoughts, Above our Fears, above our Faults His powerful Interceſſions rife, And Guilt recedes, and Terror dies.
zoo F G H R I ST. 4 In every dark distreſsful Hour, len o When Sin and Satan join their Power; Letthis dear Hope repel the Dart, That Jesus bears üs ön his Heart." 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend– l y On him our hürnble Hopes depend; Our Cauſe can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads,and muſt prevail. lo "ne" | siis to 8 CLIII. C. M. Top LADY. '. - is i: Christ's Interc./Ron prevalent, John xvii. 24. - -- t I AWAKE, fweet Gratitude, and fing : Th’afcended Savior's Love : ao Sing how he lives to carry on His People's Caufe above. 2 With Cries and Tears he offer'd úp vyf His humble Suit below ; Bnt with Authority he aſks, Enthron'd in Glory now. o ha . lan A 3 For all that come to God by him, T - Salvation he demands; . ' Points to their Names upon his Beaſt, And ſpreads his wounded Hands. 4 His ſweet atoning Sacrifice a i Gives SanƐtion to his Claim : to 1 “ Father, I will that all my Saints ** Be with me where I am : - - 5“ By their Salvation, recompenſe * ** The Sorrows I endur’d; “Just to the Merits of thy Son, N 2 * And faithful to thy Word.” --
THE INTERCESSION 6 Eternal Life, athis Request, , To every Saintis given: Safety on Earth, and, after Death, The Plenitude of Heaven. 7 [Founded on Right, thy Prayer avails, , The Father ſmiles on thee; And now thou in thy Kingdom art, Dear Lord, remember me. 8 Let the much lncenſe of thy Prayer In my Behalf aſcend; o 11 10 And as its Virtue, fo my Praife, se eersversedd CLĪV. C. M. Dr. Dodbripes. - en * - Christ's Intereſſion typified by Aaron's Breast-plate, - Exodus xxviii. 29. 1 NoW let our cheerful Eyes furvey - Our great High Prieſt above, And celebrate his conſtant Care, And fympathetic Love, 2 The rais'd to a ſuperior Throne, Where Angels around, i And high o'er all the ſhining Train with matchleſs Honors crown'd: 3 The Names of all his Saints he bears . Deep graven on his Heart; Nor fhall the meaneſt Chriſtian fay, That he hath loft his Part. Thoſe acters ſhall fair abide, 4 Trust, When Gems, and Monuments, and Crow" Are moulder'd down to Dust,
O F C H R I S T , 5 So, gracious Savior, on my Breaſt May thy dear Name be worn, A facred Ornament and Guard, To endleſs Ages borne ! i-a CLV. C. M. DR. DoD DRIDGE. - 4 ---- - Christ’s Admonition to Peter under approaching Trials, and Interceſſion for him, Lukexxii. 31, 32. * HQW keen the Tempter's Malice is! Hów artful, and how great! Tho' not one Grain ſhall be destroy'd, Yet will he fift the Wheat. z But God can all his Power control, And gather in his Chain; And, where he feems to triumph moſt, The captive Soul regain. 3 There is a Shepherd kind and strong, Still watchful for his Sheep; Nor ſhall th' infermål Lion rend, Whom he vouchfafes to keep. 4 Bleſt Jesus, intercede for us, That we may fall no more; O raifeus, when we proſtrate lie, And Comfort loft reſtore. Thy fecret Energy impart, That Faith inay never fail : But, 'midft whole Showers of fiery Darts, That temper'd Shield prevail. 6 Secur'd Ourſelves by Grace divine, We'll guard our Brethren too; And, taught their Frailty by our own, Our Care of them renew. N 3
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. G M A R A C T E R S A N D R E P R ES E N T A T I ON S O F C H R IST §. CLVI. L. M. Advoca re, i John ii. 3. i WHERE is my Gop ? does he retire Beyond the Reach of humble Sighs ? Are theſe weak Breathings of Defire Too languid to aſcend the Skies? 2 No, Lord, the Breathings of Defire, The weak Petition, if ſincere, Is not forbidden to aſpire, But reaches thy all-gracious Ear. 3 Look up, my Soul, with cheerful Eye, See where the great Redeemer ſtands, The glorious Advocate on high, With precious Incenfe in his Hands. 4 He fweetens every humble Groan, He recommends each broken Prayer; Recline thy Hope on him alone, Whoſe Power and Love forbid Deſpair. 5 Teach my weak Heart, O gracious LoRD, With ſtronger Faith to call thee mine ; 1 Bid me pronounce the bliſsful Word, MY FATHER, God, with Joy divine. $ Theſe Chara@ers of christ follow Alphabetically. Others, which it was neceſſary to place under different Heads, may be found in the Index.
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. y. CLVII. L. M. General Baptist Collection. Brazen Serrent, Numb. xxi. 8, 9. i WHEN Iſrael's grieving Tribes complain'd, With fiery Serpents greatly pain'd, A Serpent ſtrait the Prophet made Of molten Braſs, to View diſplay'd. Around the fainting Crowds attend, * To Heaven their mournful Sighs afcend ; They hope, they look, while from the Pole Deſcends a Power that makes them whole. ; But, O, what Healing to the Heart Doth our Redeemer's Croſs impart ! What Life, by Faith, our Souls receive! What Pleaſures do his Sorrows give ! 4 Still may I view the saviors Croſs, And other Objects count but Lofs ; Here ſtill be fix’d my feaſted Eyes, Enraptur'd with his Sacrifice ! 5 Jesus the Savior | balmy Name! Thy Worth my Tongue would now proclaim ; By thy Atonement fet me free, My Life, my Hope is all from thee. CLVIII. L. M. FawcETT. BREAD of Life, John vi. 35, 48. 1 DEPRAVED Minds on Aſhes feed, Nor love, nor feek for heavenly Bread; They chuſe the Huſks which Swine do eat, Or meanly crave the Serpent's Meat. 2 Jesus, thou art the living Bread, By which our needy Souls are fed : In thee alone thy Children find Enough to fill the empty Mind.
cHARACTERs oficHRIST. 3 Without this Bread, I starve and die; No other can my Need fupply:: - But this will fuit my wretched Cafe, Abroad, at Home, in every Place. 4 ’Tis this relieves the hungry Poor, Who aſk for Bread at Mercy's Door ; This living Food deſcends from Heaven, As Manna to the Jews was giv'n. 5 This precious Food my Heart revives, What Strength, what Nouriſhment it gives! O let me evermore be fed With this divine celeſtial Bread! CLIX. L. M. Fawce rr. . - gid i - BRID E GRooM Ann HusBAND ; or, the Marrig between Christ and the Soal. | I J the heavenly Lover, gave . His Life my wretched Soul to fave; Refolv'd to make his Mercy known, He kindly claims me for his own. 2 Rebellious, I againſt him strove "Till melted and conſtrain’d by Love; With Sin and Self I freely part, The heavenly Bridegroom wins my Heart. 3 My Guilt, my Wretchednefs he knows, Yet takes and owns me for his Spouſe; My Debts he pays, and fets me free, And makes his Riches o'er to me. 4 My filthy Rags are laid afide, He clothes me as becomes his Bride ; Himſelf bestows my Wedding-dreſs, The Robe of perfect Righteoufneſs,
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. ; Lostin Astoniſhment, I fee, Jesus, thy boundlefs Love to me; IO With Angels I thy Grace adore, And long to love and praiſe thee more. , \ 6 since thou wilt take me for thy Bride, Okeep me, Savior, near thy Side ; frain would give thee all my Heart, Nor ever from my Lord departº ; CLX. L. M. Be D do MF - BRIGHT AND MoRsınc Star, Rev. xxii. 16 1 VE Worlds of Light, that roll fo near The savior's İhrone of ſhining Bliſs, o telihow mean your Glories are, Ho faint, and few, compar'd with his. 2 we fing the bright and Morning-Star : * (Jesus, the Spring of Light and Love) ; see how its Rays, diffus'd from far, i conduct us to the Realms above. 3 Its cheering Beams, fpread wide abroad, P out Ře puzzled Christian's Way ;still as he goes, he finds the Road Enlighten'd with a conſtant Day. [Thus when the Eastern Magi brought Their royal Gifts, a Star appears» Directs them to the Babeth y fought, i And guides their Steps, and calms their Fears.] when ſhall we reach the heavenly Places where this brightStar will brighteſt fhine ; Leave far behind theſe Scenes of Night, And view a Lustre fo divine?
CHARACTERS OF CHRIsr. ---- CLXI. C. M. DR. S. STEN NETT. - i CHI E F A MoN G TEN THousA N D ; or, the Excel lencies / CHRIST, Cant. v. 10–16. - - - ) * TOCHR ist, the Lor p, let every Tongue Its nobleſt Tribute bring : When he's the Subject of the Song, Who can refuſe to fing ? 2 Survey the Beauties of his Face, And on his Glories dwell ; Think of the Wonders of his Grace, And all his Triumphs tell. 3 Majeſtic Sweetnefs fits enthron'd Upon his awful Brow ; His Head with radiant Glories crown'd, His Lips with Grace o'erflow, - - - - 4 No Mortal can with him compare, - Among the Sons of Men : Fairer he is than all the fair - - - That fill the heavenly Train. } 5 Hefaw me plung'din deep Distreſs, He fed to my Relief; For me he bore the ſhameful Croſs, And carried all my Grief. 6 His Hand a thoufand Blestings pours Upon my guilty Head : His Preſence gilds my darkest Hours, And guards my ſleeping Bed. 7 To him I owe my Life and Breath, And all the Joys I have : He makes me triumph over Death, And faves me from the Grave. – ---------
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 8 To Heaven the Place of his Abode Hebrings my weary Feet; Shews methe Glories of my God, , And makes my Joys complete. 9 Since from his Bounty I receive Such Proofs of Love divine, Had I a thouſand Hearts to give, Lord, they ſhould all be thine, ~ G CLXII. MADAN’s Collectrron. Consolation of Israel, Luke ii, 254 * COME, thou long expected Jesus, Born to fet thy People free; From our Fears and Sins releaſe us, Letus find our Reft in thee: Iſrael's Strength and Confolation, Hope of all the Saints thou art; * Dear Defire of every Nation, Joy of every longing Heart. ° Born thy People to deliver; Born a Child, and yet a King; Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious Kingdom bring: By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our Hearts alone ; By thine all-ſufficient Merit, Raife us to thy glorious Throne. o tri CLXIII. L. M. DR. Dood Ridge, ... .. - - - Corner-Strone, 1 Pet, ii. 6. Iſa. xxviii-16, 17. LORD, dost thou ſhew a Corner-Stone For us to build our Hopes upon, That the fair Edifice may rife -- Sublime in Light beyond the Skies? *
cĦARACTERS ÖFefinist. 2 we own the work of fővereign Nor Death nor Hell theſe Hopes fhái mºve, Which fix’d on this Foundation and, Laid by thy own Almighty Hand. 3 Thy People long this Șione havetried, And all the Powers of Hell defy'd; | 1 Floods of Temptation beatin vain ; weil doth this Rock the Houte fastain. 4 When Storms of Wrath aroúnd prévai, - Whirlwind and Thunder, Fire and Hail, *Tis here our trembling Souls ſhall hid, And here fecurely they abide : / ) 5 While they that fcorn this recious Stone, Fond of fome Quickfand Borne down by Vengeance die, i And buried deep in Ruin lie, '' a CLxIv. sc. M. a Desire of ALL Nations, Hag. ii. 7, Cant. i. 3. , 1 INFINITE Excellence is thine,, Thou lovely Prince of Grace! Thy uncreated Beauties ſhine With never-fiding Rays. 2 Sinners from Earth's remoteſt End Come bending atthy Feet; , , ) To thee their Prayers and Vows aſcend, o In thee their Wiſhes meét.** 3 Thy Name, as precious Ointment ſhed, *1 : Delights the Church around; Sweetly the facred Odors ſpread 2 Thro' all IMMANU EI.'s Ground. *.
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 4 Millions of happy Spirits live y - On thy exhaustleſs Store; | . From thee they all their Blifs receive, o And still thougivest more. i 5 Thou art their Triumph and their Joy : o. . They find their All in thee; | 1 Thy Glories will their Tongues employ i Thro’ all Eternity. - CLXV. C. M. DR. DoD DRIDGE. * The Door, John x. 9. Hofea ii. i 5. a I AWAKE, our Souls, and bleſs his Name, Whoſe Mercies never fail ; - Who opens wide a Door of Hope : In Achor’s gloomy Vale. 2 Behold the Portal wide diſplay'd, i The Buildings ſtrong and fair; Within are Paftures freſh and green, And living Streams are there. 3 Enter, my soul, with cheerful Haste, For Jesus is the Door ; - - Nor fear the Serpent's wily Arts, ' " . Nor fear the Lion's Roar. . 4 O may thy Grace the Nations lead, And Jews and Gentiles come, All trav'lling thro' one beauteous Gate To one eternal Home ! CLXVI. L. M. Stree LE. Our ExaMr Le, John xiii. 15. 1 AND is the Goſpel, Peace and Love ? t A Such be : The Serpen blende with the Dove, Wiſdom and is.
CHARACTERs or cHRIST. 2 Whene'er the angry Pastions rife, | 4 | And tempt our or Tongues to Strife, To Jesus let us lift our Eyes, ar Bright Pattern of the Christian Life ff 3 O how benevolent and kind! How mild! how ready to forgive! Be this the Temper of our Mind, And theſe the Rules by which we live. 4 To do his heavenly Father's Will, Was his Employment and Delight; Humility and holy Zeal Shone thro' his Life, divinely bright! 5 Diſpenſing Good where'er he came, The Labors of his Life were Love; O, if we love the Savior's Name, Let his divine Example move. Lord, we depend upon thy Care, And aſk thy Spirit for our Guide. 7 Thy fair Example may we trace, To teach us what we ought to be; 2d4 Make us by thy transforming Grace, Dear Saviór, daily more like thee. CLXVII. L. M. Dr. Dodd Ribce.i s For er un ser and Found arron of our Hafe, Heb. vi. 19, 29 ab È stad I IESUS the LoRp, our Soulsadore, I A painful Sufferer now no more ; i High on his Father's Throne he reigns O'er Earth, and Heaven's extenstve Plains. 4. . . . . sº jo"i : 1
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. z His Race foreveris complete; Forever undisturb'd his Šeat; b Myriads of Angels round him fly, And fing his well-gain'd Victorý 3 Yet, 'midst the Honors of his Throne, O He joys not for himſelfalone; His meanest Servants ſhare their Part, i Share in that royal tender Heart. 4 Raife, raife, my Soul, thy raptur'd Sight, With facred Wonder and Delight; Jesus thy own Forerunner fee ni Enter'd beyond the Veil for thee. ; Loud let the howling Tempest yell, And foaming Waves to Mountains ſwell, No Shipwreck can my Veffel fear, Since Hope hath fix'd its Anchor here, cLxvIII. As the rosth. Haar. FountrA1n opened for Sinners, Zec. xiii. 1. I HE Fountain of CHRIsr, Load, help us to fing, The Blood ofóur Prieſt, si " Our crucify'd King; The Fountain that cleanſes From Sin and from Filth, Andrichly difpenfesin Salvation and Health. a This Fountain fo dear ***** He’ll freely impart ; " | When piere'd by the : It flow'd from his Heart 1 With Blood and with Water, The Firſt to atone, To cleanfe us the Latter; The Fountain's but oae.
---- ------- 3 CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. This Fountain from Guilt Not only makes pure, | And gives, foon as felt, - Cure ; - * | But if Guilt removed, . - Return and remain, - Its Power may be proved . . . . . . Again and again. . . . . . . This Fountain unfeal'd * , , Stands open for all , Who long to be heal'd, . . . The great and the ſmall : Here's Strength for the weakly That hither are led; Here's Health for the fickły, And-Life for the dead. This Fountain tho' rich, ' | From Charge is quite clear, The poorer the Wretch · The welcomer here : Come needy, and guilty, Come loathfome, and bare; Tho' lep'rous and filthy, - Come juſt as you are. This Fountain in vain Has never been try'd, It takes out all Stain - Whenever apply'd: .. The Fountain flows fweetly With Virtue divine, To cleanſe Souls completely, Tho' lep'rous as mine. ------ -----
CHARACTERS or CHRIST. gt yr I )A in - CLXIX. C. M. Cowper. , Praiff for the Fou stais openia. THERE is a Fountain hird with Blood. Drawn from IM MANu e L's Veins ; And Sinners plung'd beneath that Flood, | Loſe all their guilty Stains, A V 2 The dying Thief rejoic'd to fee | it ing , That Fountain in his Bay; fra A. O may I there, tho’ vile as he, o'r Waſh all my Sins away! e ar I 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious Blood o Shall never lofe its Power, ga 'Till all the ranform’d Church of God Be fav'd to fin no'more. - 4 E'er fince, by Faith, I ſaw the Stream Thy flowing Wounds fupply, Redeeming Love has been my Theme, And ſhall be 'till I die. 5 But when this lifping, stammering Tongue Lies filent in the Grave, Then in a nobler, ſweeter Song o I'll fing thy Power to fave. CLXX. L. M. NEw roN. FRI E N o. 1 DOOR, weak, and worthleſs tho' I am, I have a rich almighty Friend ; Jesus, the Savior, is his Name, - He freely loves, and without End. 2 He ranform’d mé from Hell with Flood, And by his Power my Foes controll'd; He found me wandering far from Goo, And brought me to his chofen Fold. O 3 ,^
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. | - 3 He cheers my Heart, my Want ſupplies, And ſays that I ſhall ſhortly be Enthron'd with him above the Skies, . O! lwhat a Friend is CHR1sr to me ! : za gl_tro dol P A U s E. la Is this thy Kindne/s to thy Friend, 2 Sam. xvi. 17. 4. But ah ! my inmost Spirit mourns, - | And well my Eyes with Tears may fwim, To think of my perverſe Returns; I’ve been a faithlefs Friend to him. 5 Often my gracions Friend I grieve, Neglect, diſtrust and difobey, And often Satan's Lies believe, Sooner than all my Friend can fay. 6 [He bids me always freely come, And promifes whate'er I aſk: But I am ftraiten'd, cold, and dumb, And count my Privilege a Taſk. 7 Before the World that hates his Caufe, My treach'rous Hearthas throbb'd with Shame; Loth to forego the World's Applaufe, I hardly dare avow his Name.] 8 Sure were not I moſt vile and bafe, I could not thus my Friend requite ! And were not he the God of Grace, He'd frown and ſpurn me from his Sight. : CLXXI. L. M. Beddome. GI F'r of God, John iii. 16. 2 Cor. ix, 15. 1 } my Love, my chief Delight, | For thee I long, for thee I pray ; Amid the Shadows of the Night, e Amid the Bufineſs of the Day.
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST, 2 When ſhall I fee thy fmiling Face, That Face which I have often feen ; - Arife, thou Sun of Righteoufnefs, | Scatter the Clouds that intervene. 3 Thou art the glorious Gift of God, To Sinners weary, and diſtreft; . . The firſt of all his Gifts beſtow'd, And certain.Pledge of all the reſt. 4 Could I but fay, this Gift is mine, I'd tread the World beneath my Feet; No more at Poverty repine, Nor envy the rich Sinner's State. 5 The precious Jewel I would keep, And lodge it deep within my Heart ; At Home, Abroad, awake, aſleep, It never ſhould from thence depart ! cLxxII. C. M. DR. DoD DR1 dce. Head of the Church, Eph. iv. 15, 16. 1 ȚESUS, I fing thy matchleſs Grace, That calls a Worm thy own ; Gives me among thy Saints a Place . To make thy Glories known. í 8 2 Allied to thee our vital Head, "We aćt, and grow, and thrive : From thee divided, each is dead, When moſt he feems alive. * 3 Thy Saints on Earth, and thoſe above, Here join in ſweet Accord ; One Body all in mutual Love, And thou, our common LoRD. . ', |
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. - - | 10 22aToA : 4 O may my Faith each Hour derive Thy Spirit with Delight; iro While Deathand Hellin vain ſhall strive. This Bond to difunite. 5 Thou the whole Body wilt prekri ri Befor hy, s a Nor ſhall a Wrinkle or a Spot Its beauteous Form diſgrace. | CLXXIII. C. M. DR. Dopo Ridge, Jesus–precious to them that believe, 1 Pet, ii. 7. - *** - I J , I love thy charming Name, 'Tis Muſic to my Ear; Fain would I found it out fo loud, | That Earth and Heaven might hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, My Tranſport and my Truſt; Jewels to thee are gaudy Toys, And Gold is fordid Dust. 3 All my capacious Powers can wiſh In thee doth richly meet; a Nor to my Eyes is Light fo dear, Nor Friendſhip half fo ſweet. 4 Thy Grace ſhall dwell upon my Heart, And fhed its Fragrance there ; 4 The nobleſt Balm of all its Wounds, The Cordial of its Care. 5 I'll ſpeak the Honors of thy Name, With my laſt laboring Breath; . And dying, claſp thee in my Arms, The Antidote of Death.
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. * – - - ---- CLXXIV. Sevens. IMMANU E L, Matt. i. 23. I Tim. iii. 16. 1 (NO D with us ! O glorious Name! Let it fhine in endleſs Fame: God and Man in CH R 1 sr unite, O myſteriọus Depth and Height! 2 God with us / amazing Love Brought him from his Courts above; Now, ye Saints, his Grace admire, Swell the Song with holy Fire. 3 God with us / but tainted not With the firſt Tranſgreffors' Blot ; Yet did he our Sins fustain, Bear the Guilt, the Curfe, the Pain. 4 [God with us / O bliſsful Theme ! et the Impious not blaſpheme, Jesus ſhall in Judgment fit, Dooming Rebels to the Pit. ] 5 God with us ! O wondrous Grace ! Let us fee him Face to Face, That we may Immanuel fing As we ought, our Gob and King. CLXXV. C. M. Strele. KrNc of Saints. 1 CoME, ye that love the Savior's Name, And Joy to make it known, , . The Sovereign of your Heart proclaim, And bow before his Throne. 2 Behold your King, your Savior crown'd With Glories all divine ; And tell the wondering Nations round, How bright thoſe Glories thine.
cHARACTERs or cHRIST. | | 3 Infinite Power, and boundleſs Grace, In him unite their Rays: orfil You that have e'er beheid his Face, Can you forbear his Praife? 4 When in his earthly Courts we view The Glories of our King; We long to love as Angels do, And wiſh like them to fing. 5 And ſhall we long and wiſh in vain ? Los b, teach our Songs to rife! Thy Love can animate the Strain, And bid it reach the Skies. 6 O happy Period ! glorious Day! When Heaven and Earth fhall raife, With all their Powers, the raptur'd Lay, To celebrate thy Praife. CLXXVI. C. M. w– - 1 BACKSLIDERS, who your Miſery feel, Attend your Savior's Call;Return, he’ll your Backflidings heal; O crown him LoRD of All. 2 Though crimfon Sin increaſe your Guilt, And painful is your Thrall; For broken Hearts his Blood was ſpilt; O crown him LoRD of All. 3 Take with you Words, approach his Throne, And low before him fall; He understands the Spirit's Groan; O crown him Lºrd of All. , . Crown Him, .
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 4 Whoevercomeshe'll not cast out, Altho' your Faith be ſmall; His Faithfulneſs you cannot doubt; ” o crown him Lord of Ali. I CLXXVII. C. M. The Spiritual Coronation, Cant. iii. 11. * . ' Angels. | 0 * ALL-hail the Power of Jesus’ Name ! Let Angels proſtrate fall: Bringforth the royal Diadem, And crown him Lord of All. | . Martyrs. 2 [Crown him, ye Martyrs of our Gop, Who from his Altar call ; Extol the Stem of Jeffe's Rod, And crown him Lord of All.] Converted Jews: 3 [Ye chofen Seed of Iſrael's Race, A Remnant weak and fmall; Hail him who faves you by his Grace, * | And crown him Lord of All.] - - ito. Believing Gentiles. 4 Ye Gentile Sinners, ne'er forget la i The Wormwood and the Gall ; , Go–ſpread your Trophies at his Feet, And crown him Lord of All. Sinners of every Age. 5 [Babes, Men, and Sires, who knów his Love, Who feel your Sin and Thrall, New joy with all the Hofts above, And crown him Lord of Ail.] o
cHARACTERS OF christ, Sinners of every Nation, é Le every Kindred frie On this ferreſtrial Ball, a To him all Ma , And crown him Lord of - ourſelves, os 7 O that, with yonder facred Throng, We at his Feet may fall; *** E’LL join the everlasting Song, And crown him LoRp of All * CLXXVIII. C. Wesley. · KissMAN, Ruthiii. 4, 9. atov na-aru 1 IESUS, we claim thee for our own, Our Kinſman nearallied in Blood, Fleſh of our Fleſh, Bone of our Bone, The Son of Man, the Son of God ; And lo, we lay us at thy Feet, sa Our Sentence from thy Mouth to meet. - - 2 Partaker of my Fleſh below, To thee, O Jesus, I apply; Thou wilt thy poor Relations know, Thou never canst thyfelf deny, Exclude me from thy guardian Care, Or flight a finful Beggar's Prayer, 3 Thee, Savior, at my greatest Need, I truſt my faithful Friend to prove: Now o'erthy meahest Servant pread The Skirt of thy redeeming Love: Under thy Wings of-Mercy take, And fave me for thy Merit's Sake,
CHARACTERS OF CHRISf. | -- 4 Hast thời nótunä. - & caufe, * Lorp overall, to allied? Anſwer me from th: ding Crofs, Demand thy dearly-ranfom'd Bride, * And let my Soul, betroth'd to thee, Thine wholly, thine for ever be! o IT *** CLXXIX. L. M. Fawcrºrr. - Laws or Gpp, &c. John i. 29. 1 BEHOLD the Sin-atoning Lawr, 2 With Wonder, Gratitude, and Love ; To take away our Guilt and Shame, et See him deſcending from above. A 2 Our Sins and Griefs on him were laid; ; He meekly bore the mighty Load; W Our Ranfom-Price he fully paid, o A In Groans and Tears, in Sweat and Blood. 3 Tofave a guilty World, he dies; Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ! To him lift up your longing Eyes, And hope for Mercy in his Name. / - 4 Pardon and Peace thro' him abound; He can the richest Blestings giye; susti Salvationin I serii He bids the dying Sinner live. * * * |o - - 5 Iesus my L. K to thees ir . Where effec ners go ? i Thy boundlef | fet me free irFrom all my \, fs and W oe. - - 2 Isi - - * r i F so foi bas iii- - - -
cHARACTERs of cHRIST, clxxx. s.M. j.o. w. tissirT T : ned, 1 Thy ranfom'd People lead. - -- 2 Angel of Goſpel-Grace! Fufilthy Character, To guard and feed the chofen Race, In Iſrael's Camp appear. trio . 3 Throughout the Defert-Way Conductus by thy Light, i Be thou a cooling Cloud by Day, A cheering Fire by Night. Qurfainting Souls fustain With Blestings from above, Andeveron thy People rain The Manna of thy Love. CLXXXI. L. M. srstir. * LI F e of the Soul iv, i q, i y. * ºm w: 9 1 WHEN Sins and Fears prevailingrife, And fainting Hope almoſt expires ; Jesus, to thee I lift mine Eyes, i 33 To thee I breathe my Soul's Defires. 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ? ' And can my Hope, my Comfort die, Fix'd on thy Word, - That Word which buít the Earth and Sky? 3 If my immortal Savior lives, Then my immortal Life is fure; His Word a firm Foundation gives, Here, let me build, and rest fecure,
cĦARACTERs or CHRIST. 4 Here, let my Faith unfhaken dwell, Immoveablé the Promife stands; Nor all the Powers of Earth, of Hell, Cane'er diftolve the facred Bands. - * Panai. 5 Here, 2 *** ; ; | If Jesus is for e e, - - Not Death itſelf, that'last of Foes, Shall break a Union fo divine, i noo. CLXXXII. L. M. Mapas's Collestion. Ligiit, Iſaiah ix. 2, 1 LIGHT of thoſe whoſe dreary Dwelling Borders on the Shades of Death, Come! and thy dear Self revealing, A Distipate the Clouds beneath: r The new Heaven's and Earth's Creator, In our deepest Darkneſs rife! Scattering all the Night of Naturs, i Fouring Eye-Sighton our Eyesługir 2 Still we wait for thine appearing, , Life and Joy thy Beans impar; i Chafing all our Fears, and chếeringº nl Every benighted Heart iar Come, and ni ft the Favor : t tne ra oli W Ricës o Come, thoü dearexalted Savior, | - Come, and bring thy Gof a-s race. 3 Save usin fhý great conpaifon, O thou mild pacific Prince ! , Give the Knowledge of Salvation, Give the Pardor of our Šins. - - 1 S. By thine all-fufficient Merit, o**Every burden'd Soul releaſe ; " By the Influence of thy Spirit, Guide usinto perfect Peace. P 2
- * CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. | CLxxxiii. svens w-, *3d2.-I.iii.-- . - Melchizzera yönsi Gensiv.18,19 KING ofSalem, bleſs my Soult ke a wpunded Sinner whole! iiitneſs and Peace, Let not thyfweet Viſits ceaſe! z come! refreihthis soul of mine With thy façred Bread and Wine! Io All me unfold, Half of which can not be told. ; Hai Melchizedek divine! ' Thou great High-Priest fhalt be mine ; All my Powers before thee fall, Take not Tithe, but take them all ! CLXXXIV. C. M. a Msse ences of the Covenant, Mal. iii. 1. 1 IESUS, commiſſion'd from above, i J Deſcends to Men below, And fhews from whence the Springs ofLove, In endleſs Currents flow, D . 2 He, whom the boundleſs Heaven adores, Whom Angels long to fee; Quitted with Joy thoſe bliſsful Shores, Ambaſſador to me! To me a Worm, a finful Clod, 3 A Rebel all forlorn ; * | A Foe, a Traitor to And, ofa Traitor born i 4 To me, who never fought his Grace, li v Who meck'd his facred Word; er Who never knew, or lov'd his Face, - And all his Will abhorr'd ! ' \
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. i Tome, who could not even práife, When his kind Heart I ki wa i sv But fought a thoüfand Rather than keep the true. ** * *YSo viie a Worm to biefs; He took, with Gladneſs, all my Blame, And gave his Righteoufhefs. * e 7 O! that my languid Heart might glow, With Ardor äİldivine; i And for more Love thah Seraphs know,Like burning Seraphs fhinef: bearič yra i CLXXXV, “L. M. Ni EdHÀir. I Missian, Gen siis, id. Distik #6. Hag. ii. 9. * re , . . 3 3 0 3 GLORY to Gob hotei , O Who dwells in Light, cari is Love; Ye Saints and Angels, ifye can, Declare the Love öf Gob to - 2. O what can more his Love commende His dear, his only Son to fend! . That Man, condemn'd to die, might live, Y And Goo be glorious to forgive! " . 3 Mestiah’s come-with Joy behold: "rThe Days by Prophets long foretold :: I Judah, thy royal Sceptre's broke, And Time still proves what Jacob ſpoke 4 Daniel, thy weeks are all'expir’d, The Time prophetic Seals requir’d; Cut off for Sins, but not his own, - Thy Prince Mestiah didatone. P 3
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 5 Tiy fanº Temple, solomen, er :Is by the Latter far out- : It wanted not thyglittering, Mestiah's Preſence it mi 6 We ſee the Prophecies fülfiillä a ciiid; º In Jesus, that moſt wondrous : His Birth, his Life, his Death combine To prove his Character divine. 7 Jesus, thy Goſpel firmly stands to : A Blesting to theſe fayor'd Lands: No Infidel ſhall be our Dread, in . Since thou art rifen from the Dead. i CLXXXVI. Clark's Tune, C. Wesley, do Passover, Exod. xii.7. i Cor. v. 7, 8. - - - - - -r* * * * * ** - " CHRIST: our Pastorer, is stain, o | To fet his People free, * Free from Sin's Egyptian Chain. - gypt Chain; And Pharaoh's Tyranny, LoRD, that we may now depart, | And truly ferve our pardoning Gop, º Sprinkle every Houſe and Heart With thine atoning Blood. | 2 Let the Angel of the Lord His awful Charge fulfil, Let his peſtilential Sword The firſt-born Victims kill; Safe in Snares and Deaths we dwell, Protected by that crimfon Sign, , From the Rage of Earth and Heli, And from the Wrath divine. |
GHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 3 Wilt thou not a Difference make af o Betwixt thy Friendand:Fo ir Vengeance on the Egyptian take, a And Grace to l/rael ſhew ? Know’ſt thou not, most righteous God, We on the Pafchal Lamb rely ? See üscover'd with the Blood, 10 And paſs thy People by: - . * * * * prova i in młot) vd; . : E CLXXXVII. C. M. Streele. | (f 1 | et a nio si ili tari W PEARL of great Price, Matt, xiii. 46. : YE glittering Toys of Earth, adieu, a A nobler Choice be mine ; A real Prize attracts my View, , a A Treaſure all divine. " " bila 2 Be , o Ye ſpecious Baits of Senſe ;-;, a . Ineſtimable Worth appears, ale o The Pearl of Price immenfeł i ir ili et i 3 Jesus, tp Maltitudes unknown, - , O Nane divinely fwcet! * | 1 Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, Wealth, Honor, Pleaſure meet. 4 Should both the Indies, at my Call, Their boaſted Stores relign'; With Joy I would renounce them all For Leave to call thee mine. * 2 bria e a 5 Should Earth's vain Treaſures all depart, B Of this dear Gift posteſs'd; I'd claſp it to myjoyful Heart, And be for ever bleſs'd.
CHARACTÉRS OF CHRIST. 6 Dear Sovereign of iny śbús Defires, I Thy Love is Blits divine;" Accept the With that Love inſpires, And bid me call thee mine. | CLXXXVIII. L. M. Sree Le. niini PHYs1c1AN of Souls, Jeremiah viii. 22. to , E EP are the Wounds which Sinhas made, Where fhall the Sinner find a Cure P In vain, alas, is Nature's Aid, za T The Work exceeds all Nature's Power. Sin, like a raging Fever, reigns annig a With fatal Strength in every Part; a A The dire Contagion fills the Veins, A And ſpreads its Poiſon to the Heart. And can no foverei n Balin be found? e And is no kind To eaſe the Pain, and heal the Wound, Ere Life and Hopeforeveriy? There is a great Phyſician near, Look up, O fainting Soul, and live; ) See, in his heavenly Smiles appear Such Eafe as Nature cannot give ! See, in the Savior's dying Blood | Life, Health, and Blifs, abundant flow ! 'Tis only this dear facred Flood ć i wot Sin throws in vain its pointed Dart, * For here a fovereign Cure is i A Cordial for the fainting Hear A Balm for every páirt w
CHARACTERs of cHRIST. 301 z li *** CLXXXIX, E C. M. estiq i Physicias ; or, the Miracles of Cừrisr. i JESUS, fince thou art still To-day As Yesterday the fame; - | Preſent to heal, in me diſplay vo The Virtue of thy Name. . . 2 Since still thougo'ſt about to do | Thy needy Creatures good; - On me, that I thy Praife may fhew, Be all thy Wonders fhew’d. LE PER. 3. Now, Lor p, to whom for Help I call, Thy Miracles repeat; - With pitying Eye behold me fall, - A Leper at thy Feet, 4 Loathfome, and vile, and felf-abhorr'd, I fink beneath my Sin ; ' o But if thou wilt, a gracious Word Of thine, can make me clean. DE AF AND DUM B. 5 Thon feest me deaf to thy Commands Open, O Lord ! mine Ear; | Bid me stretch out my withered Hands, And lift them up in Prayer. 6 Silent, (alas! thou know'ſt how long) My Voice I cannot raife; But O ! when thou ſhalt loofe The Dumb ſhall fingthy Praiſe. . . . 3 - * * , my Tongue, .
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. **n 1 LAM e. 7 Lame at the Pool I still am feen, Waiting to find Relief; While many Others venturein, ia : And waſh away their Grief. | 8 Now ſpeak my Mind, my Conſcience found, Give, and my Strength emplöy; Light as an Hart, my Soul fhall bound, The Lame ſhall leap for Joy. sLI ND - tin d t rn | - 9 If thou, my Gop, art paffing by, O! det me find thee near; Jesus, in Mercy hear my čry Thou, Son of David, hearł io see, I am waitingin the way, For thee the heavenly Light; zo Command me to be brought, and fay, “ Sinner, receive thy Sight,” - * - - - - PossessEP. A * |- -- "1 i Cast out thy Foes, and let them still To thy great Name fubmit; clothe with thy Righteoufiefs, and heal, And place me at thy Feet. viti 12 From sin, the Guilt, tł l'; - |- ," " Thou, relieve my Sc For thou wil inaké ine whole. | Lord, I believe, an
cHÄRaoTERs or cHRIsr:, CXC. As the 148th. Censtek. Hich-Parisi. T ) ir aku i i . * A GOOD Highfeáis come, e Supplying Aaron's Place, - , : And taking up his Room, Diſpenſing Life and Gracé i .ai , " The Law by Aaron's Priesthi od Farn 2 My Lord a Priestis made, niel . As fware the mighty Gob, To Iſrael and his Seed, Ordain'd to offer Blood : For Sinners who his Mercy feek, abe , A Prieſt, as was Melchizedek. - ; - - * * 3 He once Temptations knew, - Ofevery Sortand Kind, f er - That he might Succỏur fhew, , To every tempted Mindi: , In every Point the Lamb was try’d ( ". | Like us, and then forus he dy'd. az ' 4 He dies, but lives again, ***** And by the Altar stands; There fhews how he was flain, - | Op’ning his pierced Hands : | Qur Prieſt abides, and pleads the Cauſe Ofus who have tranfgrefs'd his Laws. 5 Iother Priests diſclaim, | And Laws and Offerings too, E- : , N9nebut the bleeding I amb . The mighty Work ca do : e ſhallhavé áll the Praife, for he inhlo'd;ätäljyä, andaydforme. * .
CHARACTERS OF christ. 2 t - e - O CXCI. L. M. Dr. S. Sresserr. The Excelling of the fristisidifChrist. - ' 'MON , His Nature and his Na His unexampled Pedig e Jesus the moſt illu S : The radiant Beauty of his Superior Love and As 2 Not Aaron or Machiz $ Cou'd claim fuch high in ie; | ' isos o 3 Deſcended from the eternal Gop, He bears the Name of his own Son; | And, dreſs'd in hunan Fleſh and Blood, i He puts his oń. Irrt - 4 The mitred Crown, the embroider'd Vest, With graceful Dignity he wears; i And in full Splendor on hisBreastThe facred Oracle.appears.* - 5 So he preſents his Sacrifice, An Off'ring moſt divinely ſweet; While Clouds offragrant Incenſe rife, And cover o'er the Mercy-Seat. 6 The Father with approving Smile ) Accepts the Off'ring of his Son : New Joys the wond'ring Angels feel, f , And hafte to bear the Tidingsdown. bril 7 The welcome News their Lipsre tät, Gives facred Pleaſure to my Breaft: Henceforth, my Soul, thy Caufe commit To CHRısr, thy Advocate and Priest.
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. CXCII. Carey's Tune. P r es 1 d *** Davis. Psorast, Pkresir,Aito Kind; 1Pe. ii. 7.. 1 IES us is thy Name ! ' The great Jehovah's Darling, thou! O let me catch the immortal Flame, With which angel 'glow ! *** - a t 1 |- . Since Ang Es ; And imitate fs'e ---- 2 My ei y "daygii * Thy ſweet Instructions I y f The Words tha from hy - Ps Prog | the### *** o how divinelyfweer theỷafë!“ Thee my great Prophet I would love, Andimitate the Biefs'd above. Hebnº o ; :.: , „ . . . . 4 a .*s 3 My geat High:Prist, whoſe Blood Did önçe atone upon the Croſs; Who now döft intercede with God, And plead the friendlefs Sinner's Cauſe: In thee I trüft; thee I would love, | Andimitate the Bleſs'd above, 4 My King fupreme, to thee tbow, | A willing Subject at thy Feet; All other Lords I diſavow, i And to thy Government ſubmit: My Savior King, this Heart would love, Andimitate theBleſ'aabove. T - e - - CXCIII. L. M. i a pa . The Ransom, Iſaiah lxi. 2. iii “I COME,” tha great Redeeme cries, “ A Year of Freedom to declare, “From Debts and Böndage to difcharge, “And few and Greeks the Grace ſhall ſhare : Q_
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. - 2. “A Day of Vengeance I proclaim, “ But not on Man the Storm ſhall fall, “ On me its Thunders ſhall deſcend, “ My Strength, my Love fustain themali.” " 3 Stupendous Favor! matchleſs Grace! Jesus hás dy'd that we might live: Not Worlds below: nor Worlds above a Could fo divine a Ranſomgive. 4 To him, who lov'd our ruin'd Race, - And for our Lives laid down his own, Let Songs of joyful Praiſes rife, Sublime, eternal as l cxcIv. C. M. Ds. Dobbyises. . Our RIGHT EousNess, Jer. xxiii. 6. i SAVIOR divine, we know thy Name,S Na Thou art the Lord our Ri teoufneſs, Thou art thine Iſrael's Boast. 2 Guilty we plead before thy Throne, And low in Duft we lie, "Till Jesus ſtretch his gracious Arm To bring the Guilty nigh. 3 The Sins of one most righteous Day Might plunge us in Deſpair; Yet all the Crimes of numerous Years Shall our great Surety clear. 4 That ſpotleſs Robe, which he hath wrought, Shall deck us all around; Nor by the piercing Eye of God One Blemiſh ſhall be found,
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. ; Pardon, and Peace, and lively Hope To Sinners now are given ; , Iſraeland Judah foon ħall change Their Wildernefs for Heaven. e. 6 With joy wetaste that Mania how, Thy Mercy fcatters down; We feal our humble Vows to thee, And wait the promis'd Crown. "v" ...a niidski orixe i CXCV. Tofi Rock/mitten; or, The Rock 4f 4ges, Ifa, xxvi, 4. 1 RQCK of Ages, ſhelter me,e^ eio o Let me hide myſelf in thee! Let the Water and the Blood, b'risp ) From thy wounded Side which flow'd, o'i Be of Sin the double Cure, , , :e' ar H Cleanſe me from its Guilt and Power, z Not the Labor of my Handsiia vá: :=i ) Canfulfilthy Law's Dernands; suo fºi i Could my Zeal no Reſpite know, sai neo Could my Tears for ever flow, i a All for Sin could not atone, Thou must fave, and thou alone. 3 Nothing in my Hand I bring, y C ºNaked come to thee for Drefs, Helpleſs look to thee for Grace; Black, I to the Fountain fly, M ' ' Waſh me, Savior, or I diel si : 4 While I draw this fleeting Breath, When my Eye-Strings break in Death, When I foar to Worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment Throne, i Rock of Ages, ſhelter me, egg br - Let me hide myſelf in thee. Q_2 | v
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. || | wg i a CXCVI. L. M. Streer. E. i . " . . . Savior the only One, Acts iv. 12. -- - - 1 IESUS, the Spring of Joys divine, J Whence all our Hopes and Comforts flow; Jesus, no other Name but thine Can fave us from eternal Woe. 2 In vain would boasting Reafon find ta The Way to and God,; Her weak Direćtions leave the a Bewilder'din a dubious Road.o : * No other Name will Heaven approve; : Thou art the true, the living Way, (Ordain’d by everlasting Love,) V ad ia. "To the bright Realms ofendleſs Day.- 4 Here let our constant Feet abide, Nor from the heavenly Path depart; O let thy Spirit, gracious Guide, Direct our Steps, and cheer our Heart. Safe lead us thro' this World of Night, | And bring us to the blifsful Plains, The Regions of unclouded Light, where perfect Joy for ever reigns. CXCVII. s. M. St##ie. SHE PHERD. Pſalm xxiii. 1–3. Yt HILE my Redeemer's near,VV My Shepherd and my Guide, I bid farewel to anxious Fear, * * *" My Wants are all ſupply'd-it, i eli , 2 To ever fragrant Meads - Where rich Abundance grows, His gracious Hand indulgent leads, And guards my ſweet Řepoſe. - - 3 5 |
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 3, Along the lovely Scene ai ir Cool Waters gently roll, And kind Refreſhment finiles ferene,^ To cheer my fainting sei. Here let my Spirit rest; *b a s 4 How is mineții") Y With Pleaſure, Food, and Safety blest ; Beneficence divine! " . 5 Dear Shepherd, ifI fray, - My wandering Feet restore; y To thyfair Pastures guide my Way, And let me rové nổ morë. gr gst stra erili" - o !. di , uno ori 6 Unwor y as Jesus, I plead thyg gious Name, obide i tris gh “ CXCVIII, As the 104th. usah it i B 2 - Strong-Holp, Zech, ix, 12. Nah. i. 7, " YE Priſoners of Hope . ' O'erwhelmed with Grief, To Jesus look up . For certain Relief; . There's no Cºndemnation ,f In Jesus the Lord, te : But strong Confolation a His Grace doth afford. **** * should justics perA mercileſs Foe, **** . Yet be of good Cheer; " ---- And foońfhall you know i Q_3 - - -
CHARACTERS ÖF CHRIST. That Sinners confesting ft ge : Their Wickedneſs past, a los A plentiful Blesting i A. |Öf Pardon ſhall taste. 3 Then dry up your Tears, te y Ye Childen of Grief, For Jesus appears To give you Relief; If you are returning. . . . . To Jesus your Friend, Your Sighing and Mouri ng In Singing fhall end. 4 None will I cast out, | | || - Who come, faith the LoRD, Why then do you doubt? Lay hold of his Word: Ye Mourners of Sion, Be bold to believe, For ever rely on Your SA v roR, and live. i CXCIX. L. M. DR. S. STEN NETT, Su N, Pfalm lxxxiv. I 1. . I GREAT God, amid the darkſome Night, Thy Glories dart upon my Sight, While, wrapt in Wonder, I behold The Silver Moon and Stars of Gold. z But when I fee the Sun arife, r. And pour his Glories o'er the Skies, In more stupendous Forms I view Thy Greatnefs and thy Goodneſs too.
CHARACTERs of CHRIsr., 3 Thou Sun of Suns, whoſe dazzling Light I - Tries and confounds an Angel's Sight, How ſhall I glance mine Eye at thee w In all thy vaſt Immenſity? aob l i 4 Yet I may be allow'd to trace The diſtant Shadow of thy Facę, Asin the pale and fickly. Moon Wetrace the Image of the Sun, ; In every Work thy Hands have made Thy Power and Wiſdom are diſplay'd: But, O! what Glories all divine In my incarnate Savior fhine! 6 He is my Sun, beneath his Wings My Soul fecurely fits and fings; . Andthere enjoys, like thoſe above, The balmy Influence of thy Love. 70 may the vital Strength and Heat , His cheering Beams communicate, : Enable me my Courſe to run With the fame Vigor as the Sun! CC. C. M. Top LADY. VINE and the Branches, John xv. 1–5. 1 IESUS, immutably the fame, s Thou true and living Vine, Around thy all-fupporting Stem My feeble Arms I twine. | 2 Quicken’d by thee, and kept alive, * * | | | flouriſh and bear Fruit : My Life I from thy Sap derive, My Vigor from thy Root.
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST.) - " | , , | || 3 I can do Nothing without thee; eo T My Strength is wholly thine : beº . " Wither’d and barren fhould I be, -, , " If fever'd from the Vine. - , - i 4 Upon my Leaf, when parch'd with Heat, Refreſhing Dew ſhall drop, The Plant which t.y Right-Hand hath fet, Shall ne'er be rooted up. | * 5 Each Moment water’d by thy Care, And fenc'd with Power divine, Fruit to eternal Life ſhall bear The feebleit Branch of thine. - CCI. L. M. CE N N I cx. VVA Y to Canaan. 1 IESUS, my All, to Heaven is gone, He whom I fix my Hopes upon; . His Track I fee, and I'll purſue . . The narrow Way till him I view. 2 The Way the holy Prophets went, } The Road that leads from Banifhment, The King's Highway of Holineſs 2 I'll go, for all his Paths are Peace. " | 3 This is the Way I long have fought, i And mourn’d becauſe I found it not ; | | My Grief, my Burden long has been, -*. Becaufe I could not ceaſe from Sin. . . 4 The more I strove againſt its Power, ) ; I finn’d and ſtumbled but the more, ”Till late I heard my Savior fay, ! Come hither, Soul, “ I AM THE WAY.”
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. sai nuo ozi, 5 Lo! glad I come, ähd thou bleſt Lamb Shalttake me to thee as I am F*** Nothingbut Sin Ithee can give, * * Nothing but Love ſhall I receive. :) , I 6 Then will I teii Sinner *** nd, , 1 What a dear SA v rok I have found; to thy ---- *** Presi warisces:| : ei dias á ten - d. li soire e o linii CCII. i L. M. Chatham Tune. & bi zi rig ad a en la WAY, Tavrii, so Lire, John xiv. 6. . *** THERE is no Path to heavenly Blífs, no e Orſolid Joy, or laſting Peace, ve bi But CHR1s rith' appointed Road;" | Q may we tread the ſacredWAY, groteſ : By Faith rejoice, and praiſe, and pray, vi a Till we fit down with Goo ! , na di ribit t el * TheTypes, and Sh Word nie in CHR1st, the Man, the Load, – The SĂvjos, just and trưi ; o Y 0 may we all his Word believe, i And all his Promifes receive, o And all his Precepts dó. ir a -- - - - 3 Ashe above for evertives, " ' And Life to dying Sinners gives, Eternal and divine; * Q may his Spirit in me dwell, 1 - Then favºd Sin, and Death, and Hell, - « - Eternal Life is mine, i
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. CCIII. L. M. DR. Dopprince., - - Wisdom, Richteousness, Sancrrercários, And Redemption, 11 or. i.39, 3 1 M Y Gop, afist nie, while i rife An Anthem of harmonious Praife; My Heart thy Wötiders hall proclaim, And ſpread its Banners in thy Name, it º la Citsisr I view a Store divine; My Father, all that Store is thine; By thee prepar’d, by thee bestow'd; Hail to the Savior, and the Gop ! 3 When gloomy Shades my Soul o'erſpread, “ Let there be Light,” th” And:Çhristr, my Sun, his Beams diſplays, nd fcatters round celeſtial Rays. - 4 Condemn'd thy Criminal I stood, And awful Justige aſk'd my Blood; That welcome Savior from thy Throne Brought Righteoufneſs and Pardon down. 5 My Soul was all o'erſpread with Sin, And lo, his Graee hath made me clean: He reſcues from th' infernal Foe, And un Redemptiön will bestow, $ Ye Saints, affift m. ful Tongue: Ye Angels, warł my Song: 0 For Love like thi Ềraiſe Ofheavenly Harps, and endleſs Days, CCIV. C. M., Tori:ADY: Ai u is Ali. R COmpar'd with CH #ist, ål, beſide No Comelineſs I fee; , , The one Thing needful; dearest Loan,Is to be one with thee, |
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. - : The Senſe of thy expiring Löve to zili Into my Soul convey : ** * * Thyfelfbeſtow; for thee alone | My ALL IN ALL I pray. 3 Leſs than Thyfelfwill not fuffice, My Comfort to reſtore: More than Thyſelf I cannot crave; And thou canst give no more. - 4 Lov'd of iny God, for him again With Love intenſe I'd burn: , Chofen of thee ere Time began, I'd chuſe thee in return. . - 5 Whate'er constit, not vihiylevci O teach me to refign : i ni I'm rich to all th' Intents of Bliſs ad i If thou, O God, art mine. huu CCV. New Jeruſalem Tune, K-. - LL IN ALL ; or, the Testimony concerning Jesus, the Soul of Prophecy, Rev. xix, 1o, i a 1 THE Bible isjustly eſteem'd , The Glory fupreme of the Land, Which ſhows how a Sinner's redeem'd And brought to Jehova H's right Hand. With Pleaſure we freely confeſs The Bible all Books does outfhine, But Jesus, his Perfon and Grace, * Affords it that Luftre divine. 2 In every Prophetical Book - Where God his Decrees hath unfeal'd, " With Joy webehold as we look, en The wonderful Savior reveal'd : ', -
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. His Glories project to the Eye, T - And proveit was not his Deſign, un Thefe Glories concealed ſhould lie, But there in full Majesty ſhine. The First graciaus Promiſe to Man, i l A blefied Prediction appears, His Work is the Soul of the Plan, And gives it the Glory it wears, bl. How cheering the Truth muſt have been, That Jesus, the promiſed Seed, Should triumph o'er Satan and Sin, And Hell in Čaptivity lead! The Ancient Levitical Law Was Prophecy after its Kind, In Types there the Faithful forefaw The Savior that ranfom’d Mankind. The Altar, the Lamb, and the Prieſt, The Blood that was fprinkled of Old Had Life, when the People could taste The Bleſſings thoſe Shadows foretold. Review each prophetical Song, Which fhine in Prediction's rich Train, The fweeteſt to Jesus belong, And point out his Sufferings and Reign: Sure David his Harp neverftrung, With more of true facred Delight, Than when of the Savior he fung, And he was reveal'd to his Sight. May Jesus more precious become- | His Word be a Lamp to our Feet, While we in this Wilderneſs roam, *Till brought in his Preſence to meet! Then, then will we gaze on thy Face, Our Prophet, our Priest, and our King; Recount all thy Wonders of Grace, Thy Praifes eternally fing.
THE INFLUENCES, &c. THE INFLUENCES AND GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. yn: ali . o CCVI. As the Old 112th. fi og A The Comforter, John xiv. 16–18. * IESUS, we hang upon the Word, Our longing Souls have heard from thee; Be mindful of thy Promife, LôRD, Thy Promife made to fuch as me, To fuch as Sion's Paths purſue, And would believe that God is true. C 2 Thou fay'ſt, I will the Father pray, And he the Comforter ſhall give, Shall give him in your Hearts to stay, And never more his Temples leave; Myfelf will to my Orphans come, And make you mine eternal Home. 3 Come then, dear LoRp, Thyſelf reveal, And let the Promife now take place ; Beit according to thy Will, According to the Word of Grace : Thy forrowful Diſciples cheer, And fend us down the Comforter. He vifits oft the troubled Breaft, And oft relieves our fad Complaint ; But foon we lofe the tranfient Gueſt, But foon we droop again and faint, Repeat the melancholy Moan, “ Our Joy is sted, our Comfort gone!” * * * - en - R f ; e | - , , - - - fr --- { - --
THE INFLUENCES of 5 Haften him, Lord, into each Heart, a Our fure infeparable Guide; O may we meet and never part! O may he in our Hearts abide ! And keep his Houſe of Praife and Prayer, And rest and reign for ever there! CCVII. L. M. B-. The Lading file spiri, Rom.viii. 4. * COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With Light and Comfort from above; Be thou our # thou our Guide, O'er every Thought and Step prefide. 2 Condućt us fafe, condućt us far From every Sin and hurtful Snare ; Lead to thy Word that Rules must give, And teach us Leffons how to live. |3 The Light of Truth to us diſplay, And make us know and thy Way; Plant holy Fear in every Heart, That we from God may ne'er depart. 4 Lead us to Holineſs, the Road That we muft take to dwell with Gop:; Lead us to CHR1st, the living Way, Nor let us from his Pastures stray. 5 Lead us to God, our final Reſt, In his Enjoyment to be bleſs'd : Lead us to Heaven, the Seat of Bhifs, Where Pleaſure in Perfection is.
THE HOLY SPIRIT. - CCVIII. L. M. DR. Doporibce. | The Spirit's Influences compared to living Water, John iv. 1o. 1 BLESS'D Jesus, Source of Grace divine, What Soul-refreſhing Streams are thine ! Qbring theſe healing Waters nigh, Orwe must droop, and fall, and die. 2. No Traveller thro' defert Lands, -- Midst fcorching Suns, and burning Sands, º More needs the Current to obtain, Orto enjoy refreſhing Rain. . 3 Our longing Souls aloud would fing, Spring up, celestial Fountain, ſpring; , To a redundant River flow, And cheer this thirſty Land below. . z 4 May this bleſt Torrent near my Side Thro' all the Defert gently glide; Then in Immanuel’s Land above s Spread to a Sea of Joy and Love ! CCIX. L. M. Divine Influences compared to Rain, Pſalm lxxii. 6, i AS Showers on Meadows newly mown, Jesus ſhall ſhed his Bleſſings down, Crown'd with whoſe Life-infufing Drops, A. Earth fhall renew her bliſsful Crops. s 2 Lands that beneath a burning Sky, Have long been defolate and dry, . Th’ Effuẩons of his Love ſhall ſhare, e And fudden Greens and Herbage wear-, o * 3 The Dews and Rains, in all their Store, Drenching the Pasturés o'er and o'er,Are not fo copious as that Grace A Which ſanctifies and faves our Race. R * *
THE INFLUENCES OF 4 As in foft Silence vernal Showers Deſcend, and cheer the fainting Flowers, So in the Secrefy of Love Falls the fweet Influence from above, 5 That heavenly Influence let me find In holy Silence of the Mind, While every Grace maintains its Bloom, Diffuſing wide its rich Perfume. 6 Nor let thefe Blestings be confin’d To me, but pour'd on all Mankind, 'Till Earth's wild Wastes in Verdure rife, And a young Eden blefs our Eyes. CCX. L. M. DR. DoD D R 1 pc E. Seeking to God for the Communication of his Spirit, Ezek: xxxvi. 37. I HEAR, gracious Sovereign, from thy Throne, And fend thy various Blestings down : While by thine Urael thou art fought, Attend the Prayer thy word hath taught. z Come, facred Spirit, from above, And fill the coldeſt Heart with Love; Soften to Fleſh the rugged Stone, And let thy godlike Power be known. 3 Speak thou, and from the haughtieft Eyes Shall Floads of pious Sorrow rife; While all their glowing Souls are borne To ſeek that Grace, which now they fcorn. a i 4 O let a holy Flock await, Numerous around thy Temple-Gate, Each presting on with Zeal to be A living Sacrifice to thee. :
THE HOLY SPIRIT. ' 5 In Anfwer to our fervent Cries, Give us to fee thy Church arife; Or, if that Blesting feem too great, Give us to mournits low Eſtate. CCXI. As the Old 1 12th. Pres1 DENT DAvres, The Influences of the Spirit destred.o - n - - ETERNAL Spirit, Source of Light, Enlivening, confecrating Fire, Deſcend, and with celestial Heat Our dull, our frozen Hearts inſpire : Our Souls refine, our Droſs confume ! Come, condeſcending Spirit, come! 2 Inour cold Breasts, O strike a Spark Ofthe pure Flame, which Seraphs feel, Norlet us wander in the Dark, Or lie benumb’d and stupid ſtili : Come, vivifying Spirit, come, And make our Hearts thy conſtant Home! 3 Whatever Guilt and Madneſs dare, We would not quench the heavenly Fire ; Our Hearts as Fuel we prepare, Tho' in the Flame we fhould expire : Qur Breasts expand to make thee Room : Come, purifying Spirit, come ! 4 Let pure Devotion’s Fervors rife ! Letevery pious Paffion glow ! Olet the Řaptures of the Škies Kindle in our cold Heartsbelow ! Come, cordstending Spirit, come,And make our Souis thy constant Home! R 3
THE INFLUENCES OF - CCXII. L. M. Top LAby. A propitious Gale larged for. 1 T Anchor laid, remote from Home, Toiling I cry, Sweet SPIRIT, come! Celestial Breeze, no longer stay, But ſwell my Sails, and ſpeed my Way! 2 Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, And looſe my Cable from below : But I can only fpread my Sail; Thou, rhou muſt breatheth’ aufpicious Gale! CCXIII. L. M. STEELE. The Influences of the Spirit experienced, In fuch a wretched Heart as mine? Unworthy Dwelling! glorious Guest ! Favor astoniſhing, divine! John xiv. 16, 17. * DEAR Lord, and ſhall thy Spirit rest | 2 When Sin prevails, and gloomy Fear, And Hope almoſt expires in Night, LoRD, can thy Spirit then be here, Great Spring of Comfort, Life, and Light? 3 Sure the bleſt Comforter is nigh, 'Tis he fuſtains my fainting Heart; Elfe would my Hopes for ever die, And every cheering Ray depart. 4 When fome kind Promife glads my Soul, Do I not find his healing Voice The Tempest of my Fears control, And bid my drooping Powers rejoice? Whene’er to call the Savior mine, ; With ardent Wiſh my Heart aſpires: Can it be leſs than Power divine, Which animates theſe strong Defires ?
THE HOLY SPIRIT. - | 6 What leſs than thy Almighty Word Can raife my Heart from Earth and Duft, And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, My Life, my Treaſure, and my Truſt? 7 And when my cheerful Hope can fay, I love my God, and tafte his Grace, Lord, isit not thy blífsful Ray, Which brings this Dawn of facred Peace ? 8 Let thy kind Spirit in my Heart For ever dwell, O God of Love, And Light and heavenly Peace impart, Sweet Earneſt of the Joys above. CCXIV. New Jeruſalem Tune. The Holy Spirit addraffed under Darkneß. I DESCEND, Holy Spirit, the Dove, And vifita forrowful Breaft, My Burden of Guilt to remove, And bring me Aſſurance and Reſt : Thou only haft Power to relieve A Sinner o'erwhelm’d with his Load, The Senfe of Election to give, And ſprinkle his Heart with the Blood. 2 With me, if of Old thou haft ſtrove, And kindly with-held me from Sin ; Reſolv'd by the Force of thy Love, My worthleſs Affections to win ; The Work of thy Mercy revive, Invincible Mercy exert, .. And keep my weak Graces alie: And fet up thy Rest in my Heart,
THE INFLUENCES OF 3 If when I have put thee to Grief, And madly to Folly return'd, - Thy Goodneſs hath been my Relief, And lifted me up as I mourn’d; Moſt pitiful Spirit of Grace, Relieve me again, and reſtore, My Spirit in Holineſs raife, To fall and to grieve thee no more. 4 If now I lament after God, And pant for a Drop of his Love, If Jesus, who pour'd out his Blood, Obtain’d me a Manston above; Come, heavenly Comforter, come, Sweet Witneſs of Mercy divine! And make me thy permanent Home, And feal me eternally thine. - CCXV. L. M. BEN’r Lex's Collection. The grieved Spirit intreated not to depart, Pfalm li. i 1. 1 STAY, thou infulted Spirit, ftay, Tho' I have done thee fuch Deſpite, Caſt not a Sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlaſting Flight: 2 Tho’ I have moſt unfaithful been Of all, whoe'er thy Grace receiv'd, Ten thouſand Times thy Goodneſs feen, Ten thouſand Times thy Goodneſs griev'd. 3 But O! the chief of Sinners fpare, In Honor of my great High-Prieſt; Nor in thy righteous Angerfwear I ſhall not fee thy People's Rest.
THE HOLY SPIRIT. 4 Ifyet thou canft my Sins forgive, E'en now, O LoRD, relieve my Woes; Into thy Reſt of Love receive, And bleſs me with the calm Repoſe. " 5 E'en now my weary Soul releaſe, And raife me by thy gracious Hand ; Guide me into thy perfect Peace, And bring me to the promis'd Land. CCXVI. C. M. DR. Doddridae. Divine Drawings celebrated; or, Gratitude the Spring of true Religion, Hoſea xi. 4. ! MY God, what filken Cords are thine! How foft, and yet how ſtrong! While Power, and Truth, and Love combine To draw our Souls along. 2 Thou faw’ſt us cruſh’d beneath the Yoke Of Satan and of Sin : " · - Thy Hand the Iron Bondage broke, Our worthleſs Hearts to win. 3 The Guilt of twice ten thouſand Sins One Moment takes away; And Grace, when firſt the War begins, Secures the crowning Day. 4 Comfort thro' all this Vale of Tears In rich Profuſion flows, And Glory of unnumber'd Years Eternity beſtows. * 5 Drawn by fuch Cords we onward move, "Tillround thy Throne we meet ; o And, Captives in the Chains of Love, * | Embrace our Conqueror's Feet.
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. = - THE GRACES OF THE HOLY SPIRIT, &c, * CCXVII. s. M. Beppows. Faith, its Author and Preciou/ag/t, Eph. ii. 8. * FAITH!-'tis a precious Grace,Where'er it is bestow'd ! It boasts of a celeſtial Birth, And is the Gift of Gob ! ' 2 Jesus it owns a King, An All-atoning Priest, It claims no Merit of its bwn, But looks for All in CHRIsr. 4 To him it leads the Soul, - When fill'd with deep Distrefs; Flies to the Fountain of his Blood, And trusts his Righteouſneſs. 4 Since 'tis thy Work alone, And that divinely free; Lord, fend the Spirit of thy Son To work this Faith in me. ccxvIII. c. M. D. Tvrsts, The Power of Faith.- - * FAITH adds new Charmsto earthly Bliſs, And faves me from its Snares : Its Aid in every Duty brings, And foftens all my Cares : - * The Christian Graces and Tempers are placed Alph betically, for the Sake of finding them at once, by looki"; at the Head of the Page. -
. F A I T. H. o s Extinguiſhes the Thirst of Sin, o - And lights the facred Fire Of Love to God, and heavenly Things, 4 And feeds the pure Defire. / 3 The wounded Conſcience knows its Power The healing Balm to give; . * That Balm the faddeſt Heart can cheer, And make the Dying live. 4 Wide it unveils celestial Worlds,| 2 Where deathleſs Pleaſures reign ; And bids me feek my Portion there, Norbids me feek in vain : 47 ; 5 Shews me the precious Promife, feal'd - With the Rédeemer’s Blood'; Andhelps my feeble Hope to reſt Upon a faithful God. " 6 There, there unfhaken would Ireſt, la 'Till this vile Body dies; And then on Faith's triumphant Wings, Atonce to Glory rife. - CCXIX. L. M. Dr. Dopprince. Ti. Struggle between Faith and Unbelief, Mark ix. 24. 1 J our Soul's delightful Choice, In thee believing we rejoice ; Yet ſtill our Joy is mix'd with Grief, While Faith contends with Unbelief. 2 Thy Promifes our Heartsrevive, And keep our fainting Hopes alive 3 : But Guilt, and Fears and Sorrows riſe, And hide the Promife from our Eyes
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, - 3 4 2. O let not Sin and Satan boaſt, While Saints lie mourning in the Dust; Nor fee that Faith to Ruin brought, Which thy own gracious Hand hath wrough Do thouthe dying Spark inflame; Reveal the Glories of thy Name; And put allanxious Doubts to Flight, As Shades difpers'd by opening Light. CCXX. New Jeruſalem Tune, Faith Fainting. NCOMPASS’D with Clouds of Distref, Juſt ready all Hope to reſign,I pant for the Light of thy Face, And fear it will never be mine : Difhearten'd with waiting fo long, I fink at thy Feet with my Load, All-plaintive I pour out my Song, And ſtretch forth my Hands unto God, Shine, Lord, and my Terror fhall ceaſe; The Blood of Atonement apply; And lead me to Jests, for Peace, The Rock that is higher than I : Speak, Savior, for ſweet is thy Voice; Thy Preſence is fair to behold; Attend to my Sorrows and Cries, My Groanings that cannot be told, If fometimes I ſtrive as Imourn, My Hold of thy Promife to keep, The Billows more fiercely return, And plunge me again in the Deep : While harraſs'd and caſt from thy Sight, The Tempter fuggeſts with a Roar, “ The Lord has forſaken thee quite; “ Thy God will be gracious no more.”
i F. Ar I ’T H. ad - 4 Yet, Lord, if thy Love hath deſign’d No Covenant Bleſſing for me, Ah, tell me, how is it I find Some Pleaſure in waiting for thee? Almighty to reſcue thou art; Thy Grace is my only Reſource: | If e'er thou art Lord of my Heart, Thy Spirit must take it by Force. | ** ccxxi. Chatham Tane. za Faith Reviving, I FROM whence this Fear and Unbelief? Haft thou, O Father, put to Grief e Thy fpotlefs Son for me? And will the righteous Judge of Men Condemn me for that Debt of Sin, Which, Load, was charg’d on thee ? 2 Complete Atomement thou haft made, And to the utmoſt Farthing paid Whate'er thy People ow'd; How then can Wrath on me take place, If ſhelter'din thy Righteoufneſs, And ſprinkled with thy Blood? . 3 [If thou hast my Diſcharge procur'd, And freely in my Room endur'd : The Whole of Wrath divine; Payment God cannot twice demand- Firſt, at my bleeding Surety's Hand, And then again at mine.] : , 4 Turn then, my Soul, unto thy Reſt ; The Merits of thy great High-Prieſt * Speak Peace and Liberty Truit in his efficacious Blood ; * Norfear thy Baniſhment from Gop, Since Jesus dy'd for thee. - . S li w i
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, CCXXII. New Jeruſalem Tune. i noi gan Faith Conquering. uurin 1 THE Momenta Sinner believes, And truftsin his crucify'd God, His Pardon at once hereceives, Redemption in full thro' his Blood: Tho’ Thouſands and Thouſands of Foes Againſt him in Malice unite, Their Rage he, thro' CHRIsr, can oppoſe, Ledforth by the Spiritto fight. 2 The Faith that unites to the Lamb, And bringsfuch Salvation as this, Is more than mere Notion or Name, The Work of God's Spirit it is $ A Principle active, and young, That lives under Preſſure, and Load; That makes out of Weakneſs more ſtrong, And draws the Soulupward to Gop. 3 It treads on the World, and on Hell, It vanquiſhes Death and Deſpair; And O let us wonder to tell, It overcomes Heaven by Prayer,- . Permits a vile Worm of the Duft, With Gop to commune as a Friend; To hope his Forgiveneſs asjust, And look for his Love to the End. 4 It fays to the Mountains, Depart, A. That stand betwixt Gop and the Soul; It binds up the broken in Heąrt, And wounded č vide, Bids Sins of a Crimfon-like Dye Befpotlefs as Snow, and as white; And raifes the Sinner on high, To dwell with the Angels of Light. |
F A I T 2 H, so CCXXIII: New Jeruſalem Tune. Töplabý. , Faith Triumphing.no sza aw 4 A DEBTQR to Me . Of Covenant Merc Nor fear, with thy Righteoufneſs on, My Perfon and Offerings to bring: The Terrors of Law, and of God, With me can have Nothing to do; * My Savior's Obedience and Blood Hide all myTranſgreſſions from View, 2 The Work which his Goodneſs begin, The Arm of his Strength will complete; His Promife is ? ea and Amen, Ri And never was forfeited yet: Things future, nor Things that are now, Not all Things below, nor above, Can make him his Purpoſe forego, Orfever my Soul from his Love. 3 My Name from the Palms of his Hands Eternity will not erafe ; Inprefs'd on his Heart it remains, . In Marks of indelible Grace : · Yes, I to the End ſhallendure, As fure as the Earnest is given; More happy, but not more fecure, The glorify'd Spiritsin Heaven. n. zd i 1 CCXXIV. 8. MI. * W # Believeri encouraged. YOUR Harps, yetemblingsänts, s Y Down from the Willows take; Loud to the Praife of CH Rīst bur Lors: Bid every String awake. 2 * -
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, 2 Tho' in a foreign Land, - We are not far from Home; And nearer to our Houſe above, We every Moment come. 1 -- 3 His Grace ſhali tôi : End - Stronger and bri ter ſhine; Nor nor Things to come, Shall q ench the Spark divine. 4 The Time of Love will çome, When we ſhall clearly fee . Not only that he ſhed his Blood, But each ſhall fay, Fox Me, ir 5 -- Tarry his Leifure then, s Wait the appointed Hour; Wait till the Bridegroom of your Souls Reveal his Love with Power: " * b.ni M. » fiWho waits for thỳ tion, Lord, sality saksih he '*' : ; i: -- - ---" o i ală CCXXV. L. M. Þs: Waris'; SER Mons, - *3 : . : li: Faith connested with Sakvation, Rom. i. 16. Heb. x 39. - * * 1 NOT by the Laws of Innocence v , , Can Adam's Sons arriyeiat Heayen: New Works can give us no Pretence To have our ancient Síns for i ; ** ** i vu / 2 Not the beſt Deeds thatswe } done Can maké a *iſ. Faith is the Grace, and Faith alone, | That flies to CHRIş7, and faves the Soul, | – ,
3 LoRD, I believe thy heavenly Word, e o Fain would I have my Soul renew'd : I mourn for Sin, and truft the LoRD, To have it pardon'd and ſubdu'd. 40 may thy Grace it's Power diſplay, Let Guilt and Death no longer reign : Save mein thine appointed Way, Nor let my humble Faith be vain. e lui ' . CCXXVI. C. M. DR. Doon R1 pc E. , , Being in the Fear of Gop all the Day long, Proverbs xxiii. 17. - 1 THRICE happy Souls, who born from Heaven, While yet they fojourn here, Humbly begin their Days with God, And ſpend them in his Fear !, * So may our Eyes with holy Zeal at « Prevent the dawning Day; And turn the facred Pages o'er, And praife thy Name and pray ! 3 Midst hourly Cares may Love preſent : Its Incenſe to thy Throne; And, while the World our Hands empleys, Our Hearts be thine alone ! 4 Asſanctified to noblest Ends Be each Refreſhment fought ; And by each various Providence Some wife Instruction brought ! . i When to laborious Duties call'd, 4 9 by Temptationstry'd, . . . We'll feek the Shelter of thy Wings, - Andin thy Strength confide, S 3
GRACEs oF THE SPIRIT. . . 6 As different Scenes of Life arife, I Our grateful Hearts would be With thee, amidst the focial Band, In Solitude with thee. 7 At Night we lean our weary Heads On thy paternal Breast ; juo And, ſafely folded in thine Arms, Reſign our Powers to rest, s In folid pure Delights, like theſe, Let all my Days be past; Nor ſhall I then impatient wiſh, Nor ſhall I fear the Laſt, CCXXVII. C. M. NEED HAM. - Fear of God, Proverbs xiv. 26. * HAPPY beyond Deſcription he Who fears the Lord his Gop ; Who hears his Threats with holy Awe, And trembles at his Rod. Fear, facred Paffion, ever dwells | With it's fair Partner Love ; Blending their Beauties, both proclaim Their Source is from above. | 2 3 Let Terrors fright the unwilling Slave, | The Child with Joy appears; - Cheerful he does his Father's Will, And loves as much as fears. 4 Let but thy Fear, most holy God! Poffeſs this Soul of mine, Then fhall I worſhip thee aright, And taste thy Joys divine.
" - FORTITUDE-GRAVITY, |CCXXVIII. C. M. Dr. Watts's SeaMoss.s Holy Fortitude,* 1 Cor. xvi, i 3. !AM I a Soldier of the Croſs, e or | A Follower of the Lamb ? - - -* And ſhall I fear to own his Caufe, ' e - - » * 'Io', Or bluſh to ſpeak i Name ilerie | 2 Must I be carried to the Skies, li ... w On flowery Beds of Eafe ; v While others fought to win the Prize, yr y And fail'd thro’ bloody Seas ? • - 3 Are there no Foes for me to face ? b : Must I not ſtem the Flood ? - - Isthis vile World a Friend to Grace, č To help me on to God ? tio i 4 Sure I muſt fight, if I would reign; Increaſe my Courage, LoRD ! I'll bear the Toil, endure the Pain, | 5 Thy Saints, in all this glorious War, Shall conquer tho' they die; i , - | They fee the Triumph from afar, And ſeize it with their Eye. 6 When that illustrious Day ſhall rife, And all thy Armies ſhine In Robes of Víctory thro’ the Skies, Supported by thy Word, The Glory ſhall be thine. . . CCXXIX. L. M. DR. WATrs's Sex Mons, Gravity and Decency. BEHOLD the Sons, the Heirs of Gop, - So dearly bought with Jesus’.Blood! Are they not born to heavenly Joys, And ſhall they stoop to earthly Toys? * See Zeal.
GRACEs oF THE SPIRIT, - 2 Can Laughter feed th’immortal Mind? / Were Spirits of celestial Kind Made for a Jeſt, for Sport and Play, . To wear out Time, and waste the Day? - 3 Doth vain Diſcourſe, or empty Mirth, Well fuit the Honors of their Birth? Shall they be fond of gay Attire, Which Children love, and Fools admire? 4 What if we wear the richest Vest, Peacocks and Flies are better drest; This Fleſh, with all its gaudy Forms, Must drop to Dust, and feed the Worms. 5 Lord, raife our Hearts and Pastions higher; Touch our vain Souls with facred Fire; Then, with a Heaven-directed Eye - We'll paſs theſe glittering Trifles by. 6 We’ll look on all the below With fuch Difdain as Angels do ; And wait the Call that bids us rife - | | _ _ _ · CCXXX. L. M. Hope Jet before us ei o 1 AND be it fo, that till this Hour, We never knew what Faith has meant, And, Slaves to Sin and Satan's Power, Have never felt theſe Hearts relent. 2 What ſhall we do ? ſhall we lie down, Sinkin Deſpair, and groan, and die; And, funk beneath the Almighty's Frown, Not glance one cheerful Hope on high? , : *
a na H o Po E. oazo | forbidit, Sávior ! to thy Grace As Sinners, Strangers, we will come; Among thy Saints we aſk a Place, Forinthy Mercy there is Room. Lord, we believe ! O chaſe away () The gloomy Clouds of Unbelief: Lord, we repent ! O let thy Ray g e Diſolve our Hearts in facred Grief! *** Nowfpread thy Love, And letus know that we are thine, Cheerus with Bleffings from abover- ** * With all the Joys of Hope divine. 4 |. tud H ccxxxI. L. M. igos i vd - | 11 e a FE digael T | - iz bei di 10 Hope in Daringst, aa aanse i von er sio 8 O goÐ, my sur, thy blistful Rays Irradiate, warm, and guide my Heart! Hºw dark, how mournful are iny Days, if thyenlivening Beams depart ! thro' the Shades, à Glimpfe of Day Appears to thefc defiring Eyes'! * * i fhall my drooping Spirit fay, *4. | hecheerful Morn will never rife? i . . 39 etme not deſpairing mourn, * Tho’ gloomy Darkneſs ſpreads the Sky; y glorious Sun will yet return, () d Night with all its Horrors fly. " : 49 for the bright, the joyful Däy, si When Hope fhall in Aſfurance die ł, ned 1/ | º Tapers loſe their feeble Ray, oroc : ' Beneath the Sun's refulgent Ëye, o ,
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. | ccxxxii. chatham Túne.- 1 (TOME, Lord, and help us to rejoice, In Hope that we ſhall hearthy Voice, Shall one Day fee our Gon ; * Shall ceafe from all our painfui Strife, Handle and tafte the Word of Life, And feel the ſprinkled Blood. 2 Let us not always make our Moan, Nor worſhip thee a God unknown ; But let us live to prove Thy People's Reſt, thy Saints' Delight, - The Length and Breadth, the Depth and Heigl= Of thy redeeming Love, ki Hoping and zenging. 3 Rejoicing now in earnest Hope, We ſtand, and from the Mountain-Top See all the Land below ; ri Rivers of Milk and Honey rife, And all the Fruits of Paradife In endleſs Plenty grow ; a 4 A Land of Corn, and Wine, and Oil, Favor'd with God's peculiar Smile, _ With every Bleſſing bleſt : There dwells the Lord our Rig And keeps his own in eritar And everlasting * 5 9 when haliyet once gosp.Nor this Side Jordan longer ſtop, But the good Land pofeſs: When fhall we end our legal Years, Our Sorrows, Sins, and Doubts, and Fears, An howling Wildernefs!
- H O Po E. 0 dearest Joſhua! bring us in ; Diſplay thy Grace, forgive our Sin, ) ur Unbelief remove : The heavenly Canaan, Lord, divide, And, O, with all the Sanctify'd, Give us a Lot of Love ! ccxxxIII. L. M. s'ree1 r. rol , . Ape encouraged by a View of the Divine Perfestions, an 1 Sam. xxx. 6. N be s WHY finks my weak deſponding Mind? Why heaves my Heart the anxious Sigh? Can fovereign Goodneſs be unkind ? Am I not ſafe if God is nigh ? . He holds all Nature in his Hand : That gracious Hand on which I live, Does Life, and Time, and Death command, And has immortal Joys to give. : e Tishe ſupports this fainting Frame, i /, , him alone my Hopes recline ; The wondrous Glories of his Name, How wide they ſpread! how bright they ſhine ! Infinite Wiſdom ! boundlefs Power ! Unchanging Faithfulneſs and Love ! Here let me truft, while I adore, ir Nor from my Refuge e'er remove. . . J ; My God, if thou art mineindeed, i Then I have all my Heart can crave ; la ed * A preſent Help in Times of Need, b i Still kind to hear and ſtrong to fave- o ! 5 Forgive my Doubts, O gracious LoRD» I And eaſe the Sorrows of my Breaſt 3 . . Speak to my Heart the healing Word, That thou art mine–and I am bleſt i
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. CCXXXIV. L. M. Streetr. - Happy Poverty; or, the Poor in Stirii hlýd, Matt. v. 3. 1 E humble Souls, complain nomore, Let Faith furvey your future Store; How happy, how divinely bleſt, The facred Words of Truth atteſt. When conſcious Grief laments fincere, And pours the penitential Tear; Hope pointsto your dejected Eyes, The bright Reverſion in the Skies. 2 Deſpife your Lot, your Hopes deride: In vain they boaſt their little Stores, Trifles are theirs, a Kingdom yours : 4 A Kingdom of immenfe Delight, Where Health, and Peace, and Joy unite; Where undeclining Pleaſures rife, And every Wiſh hath full Supplies: 5 A Kingdom which can ne'er decay, While Time ſweeps earthly Thrones away; The State which Power and Truth fuſtain, Unmov'd for ever muſt remain. 6 There ſhall your Eyes with Ra turesiv. The glorious Friend that dy'd for you; That dy'd to ranfom, dy’d to raife To Crowns of Joy, and Songs of Praiſe, 7 Jesus, to thee I breathe my Prayer, Reveal, confirm my Intereft there: Whate'er my humble Lot below, o This, this my Soul destresto know ! 3 In vain the Sons of Wealth and Pride - - - || || || - | ){{# ---- #)(## ***
"H U M I L I T. Y.) 3 Olet me hear that Voice divine Pronounce the glorious Blesting mine! Enroll'd amongthy happy Poor, My largeſt Wiſhes aſk no more- o : ccxxxv. c. M. Humble Pleadings for Mercy. * LORD, at thy Feet we Sinners lie,, And knock at Mercy's Door; With heavy Heart and downcaſt Eye, Thy Favor weimplore. 2 [On us, the vast Extent diſplay Of thy forgiving Love; Take all our heinous Guilt away, This heavy Load remove. 3 We fink, with all this Weight opprefs'd, Sink down to Death and Hell; Oh, give our troubled Spirits Rest, Our numerous Fears diſpel.] 4'Tis Mercy, Mercy we implare, We would thy Bowels move; Thy Grace is an exhaustlefs Store, And thou thyfelf art Love. ; Oh, for thy own, for Jesus’ Sake, Our many Sins forgive ; Thy Grace our rocky Hearts can break, And breaking foon relieve. 6 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, And thy Dominion own ; Nor let a Rival more pretend To reposteſs thy Throne. - T
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, CCXXXVI. L. M. Beodowe. - ' The bumble Publican, Lukexviii, i 3* I LORD, with a griev'd and aching Heart, To thee I look–tothee I cry; Supply my Wants, and eaſe my Smart, O me foon, or elfe I die. 2 Here on my Soula Burden lies, No human Powercan it remove; * My numerous Sins like Mountains rife, Do thou reveal thy pardoning Love. 3 Break off theſe adamantine Chains, From cruel Bondage fet me free; Refcue from everlasting Pains, And bring me ſafe to Heaven and thee. CCXXXVII. Sevens, MADAN’s CollectI0N, A Prayer for Humility. I I ORD, if thou thy Grace impart, Poor in Spirit, meek in Heart, I ſhall as my Maſter be, Rooted in Humility. 2 Simple, teachable, and mild, Chang'd into a little Child; Pleas'd with all the Lord provides, Wean’d from all the World befides, 3 Father, fix my Soul on thee; Every Evil let me flee; Nothing want beneath, above, Happy in thy precious Love. 4 O that all may feek and find Every Good in Jesus join'd! Him let Ifrael ftill adore, Truſt him, praiſe him evermore,
Joy AND REJOICING. I THE righteous Lord, fupremely great, CCXXXVIII. L. M. DR. Dopp R1 pc E. Rejoicing in God, Jer ix. 23, 24. Maintains his univerſal State; O'er all the Earth his Power extends, All Heaven. before his Footítool bends. 2 Yet Justice still with Power preſides, And Mercy all his Empire guides; Mercy and Truth are his Delight, And Saints are lovely in his Sight. 3 No more, ye Wife, your Wiſdom boast, No more, ye Strong, your Valor truft; No more, ye Rich, furvey your Store, Elate with Heaps of ſhining Ore. 4 Glory, ye Saints, in this alone, That God, your God, to you is known ; That you have own'd his fovereign Sway, That you have felt his cheering Ray. 5 Our Wiſdom, Wealth, and Power we find, In one Jehovah, all combind ; * On him we fix our roving Eyes, - And all our Souls in Raptures rife. 6 All elfe, which we our Treaſure call, May in one fatal Moment fall; But what their Happinefs can move, Whom God the Bleſſed deigns to love ? CCXXXIX. S. M. DR. DoD D R 1 D G E. Rejoicing in the Ways of God, Pſalm cxxxviii, 5 i NOW let our Voices join To form a facred Song ; Ye Pilgrims, in Jehovah's Ways * With Muſic paſs along. T 2
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, 2 How straight the Path appears, How open and how fair! No lurking Gins t'entrap our Feet; No fierce Destroyer there. 3 But Flowers of Paradiſe In rich Profufion fpring; The Sun of Glory gilds # Path, And dear Companions fing. 4 See Salem's golden Spires In beauteous Proſpect rife; And brighter Crowns than Mortals Which ſparkle through the Skies, 5 All Honor to his Name, Who marks the ſhining Way; To him, who leads the Wanderers on To Realms of endleſs Day. CCXL. Sevens. Cennick. Rejoicing in Hope, Iſaiah xxxv. io. Luke xii. 3i. 1 CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, fweetly fing; Sing your Savior's worthy Praife, Glorious in his Works and Ways. - - 2 Ye are travelling Home to God, In the Way the Fathers trod; They are happy now, and ye - Soon their Happineſs ſhall fee. 3 O ye baniſh'd Seed, be glad! CHR1st our Advocate is made ; Us to fave, our Fleſh affumes, * Brother to our Souls becomes.
| JOY AND REJOICING. 4 Shout, ye little Flock, and blest, | You on Jesus’ Throne ſhall reſt; There your Seat is now prepar'd, | There your Kingdom and Reward. 5 Fear not, Brethren, joyful stand On the Borders of your Land; Jesus CHRIsr, your Father's Son, Bids you undiſmay’d go on. 6 Lorp! fubmistive make us go, Gladly leaving all below; Only thou our Leader be, * And we ſtill will follow thee! CCXLI. Cow P ER. Return of Jay * WHEN Darkneſs long has veil'd my Mind, And fmiling Day once more appears; Then, my Redeemer, then I find The Folly of my Doubts and Fears. 2 Ichide my unbelieving Heart, And bluſh that I ſhould ever be Thus prone to aćt fo bafe a Part, Orharbor one hard Thought of thee! 3 0! let me then at length be taught (What I am ftill fo flow to learn ;) . That God is Love, and changes not, Nor knows the Shadow of a Turn. C 4 Sweet Truth, and eaſy to repeat ! But when my Faith is fharply try'd, I find myſelf a Learner yet, „. Unikilful, weak, and apt to stide. T 3
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 5 But, O my Lorp, one Look from thee Subdues the difobedient Will; Drives Doubt and Diſcontent away, And thy rebellious Worm is ſtill, 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, As I am ready to repine; Thou, therefore, all the Praife receive; Be Shame, and Self-abhorrence, mine, CCXLII. L. M. DR. WAT Ts’s Ser Mons. Justice and Equity, Matt, vii. 12. 1 BLESSED Redeemer, how divine, How righteous is this Rule of thine, ** Never to deal with Others worfe ** Than we would have them deal with us! 2 This golden Leffon, ſhort and plain, Gives nor the Mind nor Memory Pain: And every Conſcience must approve This univerſal Law of Love. ’Tis written in each mortal Breaft, Where all our tendereft Wiſhes reſt: We draw it from our inmoſt Veins, Where Love to Self refides and reigns. Is Reaſon ever at a Lofs ? Call in Self-love to judge the Cauſe : Let our own fondeſt Pastions fhew How we ſhould treat our Neighbours too, 5 How bleſs'd would every Nation prove, Thus rul’d by Equity and Love ! All would be Friends without a Foe, And form a Paradiſe below,
justice–kNowLEDGE. 6 Jesus, forgive us, that we keep Thy facred Law of Love aſleep; O * And take our Envy, Wrath and Pride, Thoſe favage Pastions, for our Guide, . i CCXLIII. L. M. DR. Dod pridcz. God /bining into the Heart, 2 Cor. iv. 6. 1 PRAISE to the Loap of boundlefs Might, With uncreated Glories bright ! His Prefence gilds the Worlds above; The unchanging Source of Light and Love. Our rifing Earth his Eye beheld, - When in ſubſtantial Darkneſs veil’d; The ſhapeleſs Chaos, Nature's Womb, * Lay buried in the horrid Gloom. 3 “ Let there be Light,” JeHovAH faid, And Light o'er allits Face was ſpread; Nature array’d in Charms unknown, Gay with its new-born Luftre ſhone. 4 He fees the Mind, when loftit lies In Shades of Ignorance and Vice, And darts from Heaven a vivid Ray, à And changes Midnight into Day. 5 Shine, mighty God, with Vigor fhine , On this benighted Heart of mine ; And let thy Glories stand reveal'd, As in the Savior's Face beheld. 6 My Soul, reviv'd by Heav'n-born Day, Thy radiant Image fhall diſplay, While all my Faculties unite - - - To praiſe the Lord, who gives me Light,
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. - CCXLIV. L. M. One Thing I know, Johnix. 25. Iſaiah liv, 13, I DEAR Savior, make me wife to fee My Sin, and Guilt, and Remedy; 'Tis faid, of all thy Blood has bought, | “ They ſhall of Iſrael's God be taūght.” 2 Their Plague of Heart thy People know; They know thy Name, and truft thee too; They know the Goſpel's blifsful Sound, The Paths where endleſs Joys abound, 3 They know the Father and the Son, Theirs is eternal Life begun ; Unto Salvation they are wife, Their Grace ſhall into Glory rife. 4 But–Ignorance itſelf am I, Born Blind–eſtrang’d from thee Ilie; O Lord, to thee I humbly own, I Nothing know, as ſhould be known. | 5 I fcarce know God, or CHRIsr, or Sin, My Foes without, or Plague within; Know not my Intereſt, Lord, in thee, In Pardon, Peace, or Liberty. 6 But help me to declare To-day, If many Things I cannot fay, “ One Thing I know,” all Praife to thee, “ Tho’ blind I was–yet now I fee.” CCXLV. C. M. FA w cert. Knowledge at preſent imperfeết, 1 Cor. xiii. 9. 1 THY Way; O God, is in the Sea, Thy Paths I cannot trace; Nor comprehend the Mystery of thy unbounded Grace.
KNOWLEDGE–LIBERALITY. Here the dark Veils of Fleſh and Senſe, My captive Soul furround; Merious deeps of Providence, My wondering Thoughts confound When I behold thy awful Hand My earthly Hopes deſtroy; Indeep Aſtonifhment I ſtand, And aſk the Reaſon, why? As thro’a Glafs I dimly fee The Wonders of thy Love, How little do I know of thee, Or of the Joys above ! 'Tis but in Part I know thy Will, I bleſs thee for the Sight; When will thy Love the Reſt reveal In Glory's clearer Light ? With Rapture ſhall I then furvey Thy Providence, and Grace; And an everlaſting Day In Wonder, Love and Praife. ) la ccxlvi. L. M. iy; or, the Duty and Pleaſurer ofBenevolente. O WHAT stupendous Mercy ſhines Around the Majesty of Heaven ! Rebels he deigns to call his Sons, Their Souls renew'd, their Sins forgiven. Go, imitate the Grace divine, The Grace that blazes like a Sun ; Hold forth your fair, tho’ feeble Light, Thro' all your Lives let Mercy run : * * *
GRACES- OF THE SPIRIT. - 3 Upon your Bounty's willing Wings Swift let the great Salvation fly; The Hungry feed, the Naked clothe, To Pain and Sicknefs Help apply. 4 Pity the weeping Widow's Woe, And be her Counſellor and Stay; Adopt the Fatherlefs, and fmooth To uſeful, happy Life his Way. 5 Let Age with Want and Weakneſs bow'd, Your Bowels of Compaffion move; Let e’en your Enemies be bleſs'd, Their Hatred recompens'd with Love. 6 When all is done, renounce your Deeds, Renounce Self-Righteoufnefs with Scorn ; Thus will you glorify your God, And thus the Chriſtian Name adorn. CCXLVII. L. M. D. TURNER. Thou /balt lave the Lor » thy God, &c. Deut. vi. 5. 1 YES, I would love thee, bleſſed God! Paternal Goodneſs marks thy Name; Thy Praiſes thro’ thy high Abode, The heavenly Hosts with Joy proclaim, 2 Freely thou gav’ſt thy deareſt Son, For Man to ſuffer, bleed, and die ; And bid'ft me, as a Wretch undone, For all I want on him rely. - 3 In him thy reconciled Face, With Joy unſpeakable I fee ; And feel thy powerful, wondrous Grace Draw and unie my Soul to thee.
L O V E TO G O D. 4 Whene'er my fooliſh wandering Heart, O - Attracted by a Creature's Power, Would from this bliſsful Centre ſtart; LoRD, fix it there to ftray no more ! CCXLVIII. C. M. Ryland, Junior, Delight in God, Pſalm xxxvii. 4. | LORD, I would delight in thee, And on thy Care depend; To theein every Trouble flee, My best, my only Friend. 2 When all created Streams are dry'd, Thy Fulnefs is the fame; May I with this be fatisfy'd, And glory in thy Name ! - 3 Why ſhould the Soul a Drop bemoan Who has a Fountain near, A Fountain which will ever run With Waters ſweet and clear ? 4 No Good in Creatures can be found, But may be found in thee; I muſt have all Things, and abound, While God is God to me. 5 Othat I had a stronger Faith To look within the Veil, To credit what my Savior faith, Whofe Word can never fail! 6 He that has made my Heaven fecure Will here all Good provide : While CHRIsr is rich can I be poor, Who am his much-lov’d Bride? |
| GRAGES QF THE SPIRIT, „- 7 O Loko, I caſt my Care on thee, I triumph and adore; Henceforth my great Concern fhall be To love and pleaſe thee more, | CCXLIX. L. M. DR. WArrs’s Lyric Poew Love to CHR1st preſent or abſent. . OF all the Joys we Mortals know, Jesus, thy Love exceeds the Reſt; Love, the best Bleffing here below, The neareſt Image of the Bleft. 2 While we are held in thy Embrace, There's nota Thought attempts to rove; Each Smile upon thy beauteous Face Fixes, and tharms, and fires our Love. 3 While of thy Abſence we complain, And long, or weep in all we do, There's a ſtrange Pleaſure in the Pain, And Tears have their own Sweetneſs too. 4 When round thy Courts by Day we rove, Or aſk the Watchmen of the Night For fome kind Tidings of our Love, Thy very Name creates Delight. 5 Jesus, our Gob; yet rather come; Our Eyes would dwell upon thy Face; 'Tis best to fee oúr Lord at Home, And feel the Prefence of his Grace. CCL. Sevens. New ros. Lovest thou me ? John xxi. 16. 1 "TIş a Point I long to know, Oft it cauſes anxious Thought; Do I love the Losp, or no? am 1 bisa sa i ºsi? i
Love rocarisr. 5 : Ifilove, why am I thus? - , Why this dull and lifeleſs Frame ? Hardly, fure, can they be worfe, Who have never heard his Name. . 3 | my Heart fo hard remain, rayer a Taſk and Burden proves Every Trifle giye ne Pain, i O if new as vior's Love? | r 4 When Iturn my Eyes within» o AAllis dark, and váin, and wild; r Find with Unbelief and Sin: *} , : 1,4 P” či myſelfs chi 1; ifipray, or hear, or rad: ' b *** ' sin is mix'd with all I do ; y that love the Lorp indeed, Time, is it thus with you ? il * . . 6 Yeti mourn my stubborn Will, , A Find my Sin a Grief and Thrall; . r . Should I grieve for what I feel, * - - ? Iridid not loves: all ? o od o 7 [could Ijoy his Saints to . " egeri hoofe the Ways I once abhorr'd ; , a Find, at Times, the Promil, fweet: ifi did not love the Loxo?] 8 : decide the doubtful er ni ou who art thy People's Suns , :e ởIfit be indeed begun. La meiove thee more and more If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not lov'd before»- , Help me to begin To-day* * in i * e as I . |||||||| ||
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, - | CCLI. L. M. DR, Warrs’s Lyric Poems. Destring to love CHRIsr. I COME, let me love: or is my Mind Harden'd to Stone, or froze to Ice ? I fee the blefſed fair One bend And stoop to embrace me from the Skies! 2 O ! 'tis a Thought would melt a Rock, | And make a Heart of Iron move, | That thoſe ſweet Lips, that heavenly Look Should feek and wiſh a mortal Love ! 3 I was a Traitor doom'd to Fire, Bound to fuftain eternal Pains ; He flew on Wings of strong Defire, Affum’d my Guilt, and took my Chains, 4 Infinite Grace! Almighty Charms! Stand in Amaze, ye rolling Skies! Jesus the God, extends his Arms, Hangs on a Croſs of Love, and dies. 5 Did Pity ever stoop fo low, Dreſs'd in Divinity and Blood ? Was ever Rebel courted fo In Groans of an expiring Goo ? 6 Again he lives, and ſpreads his Hands, Hands that were nail'd to torturing Smart; “ By theſe dear Wounds,” fayshe; and stands And prays-tó claſp me to his Heart. 7 Sure I muſt love; or are my Ears Still deaf, nor will my Paffions move? Lord ! melt this flinty Heart to Tears; This Heart fhall yield to Death or Leve.
LOVE TO CHRIST. CCLII. C. M. DR. S. Sre NN err. Profeſion of Love to CHRIsr. 1 ND have I, CHRIsr, no Love to thee, No Paffion for thy Charms ? No Wiſh my Savior's Face to fee, And dwell within his Arms ? 2 Is there no Spark of Gratitude In this cold Heart of mine, To him whoſe generous Bofom glow'd With Friendīhip all divine ? 3 Can I pronounce his charming Name, His Aćts of Kindneſs tell ; And, while I dwell upon the Theme, No fweet Emotion feel ? 4 Such bafe Ingratitude as this What Heart but muſt deteſt ! Sure CHRIsr deferves the nobleſt Place In every human Breast. 5 Avery Wretch, Lord, I ſhould prove, Had I no Love to thee : Rather than not my Savior love, O may I ceaſe to be ! CCLIII. New Jeruſalem Tune. B, FRANc1s. Supreme Love to CHR1st. I MY gracious Redeemer I'll love, His Praiſes aloud I'll proclaim, And join with the Armies above To fhout his adorable Name. To gaze on his Glories divine Shall be my eternal Employ, And feel them incestantly ſhine, My boundleſs ineffable Joy.
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. a He freely redeem'd, with his Blood, My Soul from the Confines of Hell, To live on the Smiles of my Gop, And in his ſweet Prefence to dwell; To ſhine with the Angels of Light, With Saints and with Seraphs to fing, To view, with eternal De My Jesus, my Savior, my King. 3 In Mostech, as yet, I reſide, A darkfome and reſtlefs Abode! Molested with Foes on each Side And longing to dwell with my Gop, O, when ſhall my Spirit exchange This Cell of corruptible Clay, For Manſions celestial, and range Thro' Realms of ineffable Day ! " . 4 My glorious Redeemer! I long To ſee thee deſcend on the Cloud, Amidſt the bright numberleſs Throng, And mix with the triumphing Crowd: O, when wilt thou bid me - To join in thy Praiſes above, To gaze on thee, World without End, And feast on thy raviſhing Love?" - 5 Nor Sorrow, nor Sickneſs, nor Pain, Nor Sin, nor Temptation, nor Fear, Shall ever moleſt me again, Perfestion of Glory regns there. M This Soul and this Body ſhall fhine In Robes of Salvation and Praife, And banquet on Pleaſures divine, | Where God his full Beauty diſplays.
LOVE TO THË BRETHREN, 6 Ye Palaces, Sceptres, and Crowns, Your Pride with Difdain I furvey ; Your Pomps are but Shadows and Sounds, And paſs in a Moment away: , , The Crown that my Savior bestows, i Yon permanent Sun ſhall outfhine; ɔ My Joy everlastingly flows, My God, my Red EEM ER is mine. CCLIV. S. M. FawcETT, Love to the Brethren. 1 BLEST be the Tie that binds Our Hearts in Chriſtian Love; The Fellowſhip of kindred Minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's Throne We pour our ardent Prayers; Our Fears, our Hopes, our Aims are one, Our Comforts and our Cares. 3 We ſhare our mutual Woes; Our mutual Burdens bear; And often for each other flows The fympathizing Tear. 4 When we afunder part, : It gives usinward Pain ; But we ſhall still be join'd in Heart, And hope to meet again. 5 This glorious Hope revives Our Courage by the Way; While each in Expectation lives, | And longs to fee the Day. 6 From Sorrow, Toil, and Pain, And Sin, we ſhall be free ; And perfect Love and Friendſhip reign, Thro' all Riernity. v; (
GRÁöEs of the spikir. cely, s: M. Bisposi, christian levi, Gil. iii. 28. i LET Party Names no more The Christian World o’erſpread ; Gentile and Jew, and Bond and Free, Are on e in CH Rist their Head, 2 Among the Saints on Earth, Let mutual Love be found; Heirs of the fame Inheritance, With mutual Blestings crown'd, 3 Let Envy, Child of Hell ! Be baniſh'd far away ; . | Thoſe ſhould in stricteſt Friendſhip dwell, Who the fame LoRp obey. 4 ' Thus will the Church below Reſemble that above, , . Where Streams of Pleaſure ever flow, And every Heart is Love. CCLVI. L. M. Dr. Dodd Ridge. The Heart purified to unfeigned Love of the Brethree by the Spirit, i Peter i. 22. 1 GREAT Spirit of immortal Love, - Vouchfafe our frozen Hearts to move; With Ardor strong theſe Breasts inflame To all that own a Savior's Name. 2 Still let the heavenlý Fire endure Fervent and vigorous, true andf" : Let every Heart and every Hän Join in the dear fraternal Band. 3 Celestial Dove. deſcend, and bring The fmiling Bleſfings on thy Wing; And make ústafte thoſe Sweets below
- Love to ENEMIES. CCLVII. C. M. DR. Dodd Rrpce. Love to our Neighbour; or, the Good Samaritan, Lưkex. 29–37. 1 FATHER of Mercies, fend thy Grace, All-powerful from above, To form, in our obedient Souls, The Image of thy Love. 2 o may our ſympathizing Breasts That generous Pleaſure know; Kindly to ſhare in others Joy, Andweep for others Woe. 3 When the moſt helpleſs Sons of Grief In low Diſtreſs are laid, Soft be our Hearts their Pains to feel, And ſwift our Hands to aid. - 4 So Jesus look'd on dying Man, When thron'd above the Skies; And, 'midſt the Embraces of his God, He felt Compaffion rife. 5 On Wings of Love the Savior flew To raile us from the Ground; And ſhed the richeſt of his Blood, A Balm for every Wound. - , « , CCLVIII. C. M. su Love to bur Enemies from the Example of Christ, Luke xxiii. 34. Matt. v. 44. 1 ALQUÐ we fing the wondrous Grace, CHR1st to his Murderers bare; Which made the torturing Croſs its Throne, And hung its Trophies there. 2 “ Father, forgive,” his Mercy cried, With his expiring Breath, And drew eternal Bleſſings down i On thoſe who wrought his Death.
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 3 Jesus, this wondrous Love we fing, And whilft we fing admire; Breathe on our Souls, and kindle there, The fame celeſtial Fire. 4 Sway’d by thy dear Example, we For Enemies will pray; With Love, their Hatred, and their Curſe With Bleſfings will repay. CCLIX. C. M. DR. S. Srennerr, All Attainments vain without Love, 1 Cor, xiii. 1-3. I SHQULD bounteous Nature kindly pour Her richeſt Gifts on me, a Still, O my God, I ſhould be poor, If void of Love to thee. - 2 Not ſhining Wit, nor manly Senſe, - Could make me truly good : Not Zealitſelf could recompenfe The Want of Love to God. 3 Did I posteſs the Gift of Tongues, But were deny'd thy Grace, My loudeſt Words, my loftiest Songs , Would be but founding Braſs, 4 Tho' thou ſhouldst give me heavenly Skill, Each Mystery to explain, If I'd no Heart to do thy Will, My Knowledge would be vain, 5 Had I fo strong a Faith, my Gop, As Mountains to remove, No Faith could do me real Good, That did notwork by Love.
M E E K N E s s.- 6 [What thọ, to gratify my Pride, * And make my Heaven fecure, All my Posteffions I divide, * * Among the hungry Poor ! 7 What tho' my Body I conſign To the devouring Flame, In hope the glorious Deed will fhine In Rolls oferidleſs Fame ! 8 Theſe ſplendid Acts of Vanity, Tho' all the World applaud, If deſtitute of Charity, Can never pleaſe my Gop.] 9 O grant me then this one Requeſt, Änd I’ll be fatisfy'd, - That Love divine may rule my Breaſt, | And all my Actions guide. - - 4. cc.Lx. Š. M. Dr. Dopprinci. ri. Mei tautif d with salvation, Pſalm cxlix. 4. a z r. 1 YE humble Souls rejoice, - And cheerful Praifes fing; Wake all your Harmony of Voice, For Jesus is your King. 2 That meek and lowly LoRD, Whom here your Souls have known, Pledges the Honor of his Word is. Tavow you for his Own. i . 3 He brings Salvation near, e geir i · For which his Blood was paid: How beauteous fhall your Souls aPPºari Thus ſumptuouſly array'd !
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 4 Sing, for the Day is nigh, When near your Savior's Seat The talleft Sons of Pride fhall lie, The Footstool of your Feet. Salvation, Lord, is thine, And all thy Saints confeſs, The royal Robes, in which they fhine, Were wrought by føvereign Grace, CCLXI. C. M. Nerd HAM, Moderation; or, the Saint indeed, Phil, iv, f. L. HAPPY the Man, whoſe cautious Steps Still keep the golden Mean: Whoſe Life, Wifdom's Rules well form'd, Declares a Conſcience clean. 2 Not of Himſelf he highly thinks, a Nor acts the Boafter's Part; His modeſt Tongue the Language fpeaks Of his ſtill humbler Heart. * peaks. 3 Not in bafe Scandal's Arts he deals, For Truth dwells in his Breaft ; With Grief he fees his Neighbour's Faults, And thinks and hopes the best. 4 What Blestings bounteous Heaven bestows He takes with thankful Heart; With Temperance he both eats and drinks, And gives the Poor a Part. 5 To Sector Party, his large Soul Difdains to be confin’d; The Good he loves of every Name, And prays for all Mankind,
M O D E R A T I O N. 6 Pure is his Zeal, the Offspring fair o Of Truth and heavenly Love; The Bigot's Rage can never dwell Where reſts the peaceful Dove. 7 His Bufineſs is to keep his Heart, Each Paffion to control ; Nobly ambitious well to rule The Empire of his Soul. 8 Not on the World his Heart is fet, His Treaſure is above; Nothing beneath the fovereign Good, Can claim his higheſt Love, ccLXII. L. M. Agur's Wiß, Proverbs xxx. 7, 8, 9. THUS Agur breath'd his warm Defire: “ My God, two Favors I require, “ In neither my Request deny, “ Vouchfafe them both before I die. * “ Far from my Heart and Tents exclude “ Thoſe Enemies to all that's good, Folly, whoſe Pleaſures end in Death, “ And Fal/Zood's pestilential Breath : 3 “ Be neither Wealth nor Want my Lot : “ Below the Dome, above the Cot, “Let me my Life unanxious lead, “And know nor Luxury nor Need.” 4 Theſe Wiſhes, Lorn, we make our owa: 9fhed in Moderation down Thy Bounties, 'till this mortal Breath, spiring, tunes thy Praife in Death !
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 5 But ſhouldst thou give, - i May we with Thankfulnefs receive , The Exuberance-still our God adore, « » And bleſs the Needy from our Store ! 6 Or ſhould we feel the Pains of Want, { | Submiſſion, Refignation grant, * - y 'Till thou ſhalt fend the wiſh’d Supply, Or call us to the Bliſs on high. - if , , ! CCLXIII. L. M. - , : ; ! , ny; Christian Patience, Luke xxi. 19. I PATIENCE! O what a Grace divine!Sent from the God of Power and Love! That leans upon its Father's Hand, As thro’ the Wilds of Life we rove. 2 By Patience we ferenely bear , , , , The Troubles of our mortal State, And wait contented our Diſcharge, Nor think our Glory comes too late. 3 Tho’ we in full Senfation feel - The Weight, the Wounds our God ordains, We fmile amid our heavieſt Woes, And triumph in our fharpest Pains. 4 O for this Grace to aid us on, , , . , And arm with Fortitude the Breast, ”Till Life's tumultuous Voyage is o'er, , , We reach the Shores of endleſs Rest! 5 Faith into Viſion ſhall refign; . . . . . Hope ſhall in full Fruition die; , ! ' And Patience in Poſſeſſion end * - In the bright Worlds of Bliſs on high. *
- _ . . . . . . PATIENCE–PEACE. | - - CCLXIV. L. M. Beobom e. * Peti : ---- 1 DEAR Lorr, tho’ bitter is the Cup, Thy gracious Hand deals out to me, I cheerfully would drink it up, That cannot hurt which comes from thee. sanno: 2 Daſh it with thine unchanging Love, Let not a Drop of Wrath be there ; The Saints for ever blefs'd above, Were often moſt afilićted here. - 3 From Jesus, thy incarnate Son, a i I'll learn Obedience to thy Will; i And humbly kifs the chastening Rod, When its fevereft Strokes I feel. ccLxv. c. M. Dr. Doppribar. God/peaking Peace to his People, Pſalm.lxxxv. 8. I UNITE, my roving Thoughts, unite In Silence foft and fweet: And thou, my Soul, fit gently down At thy great Sovereign's Feet. 2 Jehovah's awful Voice is heard, Yet gladly I attend; ir For lo ! the everlasting God Proclaims himſelf my Friend. 3 Harmonióụs Accents to my Soul , The Sounds of Peace convey ; The Tempest at his Word fübắdes, And Winds and Seas obey. 4 By allits Joys, I charge my Heart, To grieve his Love no more; But, charm’d by Melody divine, To give its Follies o'er.
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. CCLXVI. Carey's Tune. R. Hill. A Prayer for the promiſed Røst, Iſai. xxvi. 3. I DEAR Friend of friendlefs Sinners, hear, And magnify thy Grace divine: Pardon a Worm that would draw near, That would his Heart to thee refign: A Worm, by Self and Sin opprest, That pants to reach thy promis'd Rest. z With holy Fear, and reverend Love I long to lie beneath thy Throne; I long in thee to live, and move, And stay myſelf on thee alone: Teach me to lean upon thy Breaft, To find in thee the promis'd Reſt. 3 Thou fay'ſt thou wilt thy Servants keep In perfect Peace, whoſe Minds ſhall be Like new-born Babes, or helpleſs Sheep, Completely stay'd, dear Lord, on thee: How calm their State, how truly blest, Who truft on thee the promis'd Rest! 4 Take me, my Savior, as thine own, And vindicate my righteous Caufe ; Be thou, my Portion, LoRD, alone; And bend me to obey thy Laws : In thy dear Arms of Love carefs'd, Give me to find thy promis'd Reſt, With all its wrathful Fury die; Let the Redeemer dwell within, , And turn my Sorrows into Joy : O may my Heart, by thee poſſefs'd, Know thee to be my promis'd Rest ! | 5 Bid the tempestuous Rage of Sin
R E P E N T A N c E. CCLXVII. C. M. DR. DoD D RIDGE, God hath commanded all Men every where to repent, Aćts xvii. 3o. 1 REPENT, the Voice celeſtial cries, Nor longer dare delay : The Wretch that fcorns the Mandate dies, And meets a fiery Day. - 2 No more the fovereign Eye of God O'erlooks the Crimes of Men ; * His Heralds are diſpatch'd abroad To warn the World of Sin. 3 The Summons reach thro' all the Earth ; Let Earth attend and fear : , Liſten, ye Men of royal Birth, And let your Vafals hear. | 2 4 Together in his Prefence bow, * i And all your Guilt confeſs; Embrace the blested Savior now, Nor trifle with his Grace. 5 Bow, ere the awful Trumpet found, | And call you to his Bar : For Mercy knows the appointed Bound, And turns to Vengeance there. 6 Amazing Love, that yet will call, And yet prolong our Days ! Our Hearts fubdu’d by Goodneſs fall, And weep, and love, and praiſe.– - II. C. M. DR. Dodd RI dc E. Peter's Admonition, to Simon Magus, turned into Prayer, Aćts viii. 21–24 SEARCHER of Hearts, before thy Face I all my Soul diſplay; v And, conſcious of its innate Arts, Intreat thy ſtrićt Survey. X z | |
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, - ---- 2 If lurking in its inmost Folds . I any Sin conceal, O let a Ray of Light divine The fecret Guile reveal. 3 if tinctur'd with that odious Gall Unknowing I remain, Let Grace, like a pure filver Stream, Waſh out th' accurfed Stain. 4 If in thefe fatal Fetters bound A wretched Slave I lie, Smite off my Chains, and wake my Soul To Light and Liberty. 5 To humble Penitence and Prayer Be gentle Pity given; Speak ample Pardon to my Heart, And ſeal its Claim to Heaven, CCLXIX. C. M. DR. DoD DR1 pce. C H R1st exalted to be a Prince and a Savior, t, give Repentance, Aċts v. 31. i EXALTED Prince of Life, we own The royal Honors of thy Throne 'Tis fix’d by God’s Almighty Hand, And Seraphs bow at thy Command. 2 Exalted Savior, we confeſs The fovereign Triumphs of thy Grace; Where Beams of gentle Radiance fhine, And temper Majeſty divine. 3 Wide thy refistlefs Sceptre fway, "Till all thine Enemies obey : . Wide may thy Croſs its Virtue proye, And conquer Millions by its Love! ----
R E P E N T A N C E. 4 Mighty to vanquiſh, and forgive! Thine Iſrael ſhall repent and live; And loud proclaim thy healing Breath, Which workstheir Life, who wroughtthy Death. CCLXX. Sevens. DR. S. STE N.N err. Penitential Sighs. In thy Bofom there is Room For a guilty Soul to hide, Prefs'd with Grief on every Side. 2 Here I'll make my piteous Moan; Thou canft underſtand a Groan: Here my Sins and Sorrows tell; | * What I feel thou knoweſt well. 3 Ah ! how fooliſh I have been,. : To obey the Voice of Sin, To forget thy Love to me, - And to break my Vows to thee. 4 Darkneſs fills my trembling Soul, Floods of Sorrow o’er me roll : Pity, Father, pity me ; All my Hope's alone in thee. 5 But, may fuch a Wretch as I, Self-condemn’d and doom'd to die, Ever hope to be forgiven, And be fmil'd upon by Heaven ? 6 May I round thee cling and twine, Call myſelf a Child of thine, And preſume to claim a Part In a tender Father’s Heart ? X 3 i I FATHER, at thy Call I come ;
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, 7 Yes, I may, for I efpy Pity trickling from thine Eye: ’Tis a Father’s Bowels move, Move with Pardon and with Love. 8 Well I do remember too What his Love hath deign'd to do; How he fent a Savior down, All my Follies to atone. 9 Has my elder Brother died ? And is Justice fatisfied ? Why, Owhy ſhould I deſpair si Of my Father's tender Care ? CCLXXI. C. M. DR. S. Sre NN err. The Penitent. I PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy Feet A guilty Rebel lies; And upwards to the Mercy Seat Prefumes to lift his Eyes. . . 2 O let not Justice frown me hence : Stay, stay the vengeful Storm : Forbid it that Omnipotence Should cruſh a feeble Worm. 3 IfTears of Sorrow would fuffice To pay the Debt I owe, Tears ſhould from both my weeping Eyes In ceafeleſs Torrents flow, 4 But no fuch Sacrifice I plead To expiate my Guilt ; No Tears, but thoſe which thou haft ſhed, y No Blood, but thou haft ſpilt. -
R e p e N r a N c e 5 Think of thy Sorrows, dearest Loro, And all my Sins forgive : Justice will well approve the Word, That bids the Sinner live. CCLXXII. C. M. STEELE. Penitence and Hope. * DEAR Savior, when my Thoughts recall The Wonders of thy Grace; Low at thy Feet afham'd Ifall, - And hide this wretched Face. 2 Shall Love like thine be thus repaid ? Ah vile, ungrateful Heart!By Earth's low Cares, detain'd, betray'd, From Jesus to depart– 3 From Jesus, who alone can give True Pleaſure, Peace, and Reft : When abſent from my Lord, I live Unfatisfy'd, unblest. 4 But he, for his own Mercy’s Sake, My wandering Soul restores: He bids the mourning Heart partake The Pardon it implores. 5 0 while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The penitential Sigh, Confirm the kind, forgiving Word With Pity in thine Ềye ! 6 Then fhall the Mourner at thy Feet, Rejoice to feek thy Face; And grateful own how kind ! how ſweet Thy condeſcending Grace. i . *
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, CCLXXIII, L. M. BeppoMe. The Prodigal Son; or, the repenting Sinner accepte Luke xv. 32. 1 THE mighty God will not deſpiſe The contrite Heart for Sacrifice; The deep-fetch'd Sigh, the fecret Groan Rifes accepted to the Throne. 2 He meets, with Tokens of his Grace, The trembling Lip, the bluſhing Face; His Bowels yearn when Sinners pray, And Mercy bears their Sins away. 3 When fill'd with Grief, o'erwhelm’d with S He, pitying, heals their broken Frame; He hears their fad Complaints, and ſpies His Image in their weeping Eyes. 4 Thus, what a rapturous Joy poffeſt . The tender Parent's throbbing Breast, To fee his Spendthrift Son return, And hear him his paſt Follies mourn ! CCLXXIV. C. M. BE D DoM e. Why weepest thou º John xx. 13. 1 WHY, O my Soul; why weepeſt thou? Tell me from whence arife Thoſe briny Tears that often flow, Thoſe Groans that pierce the Skies? 2 Is Sin the Caufe of thy Complaint, Or the chaftifing Rod ? Doft thou an evil Heart lament, And mourn an abſent GoD ? 3 Lord, let me weep for Nought but Sin, And after None but thee, And then, I would, O that I might! A conſtant Weeper be!
R E S I G N A T I O N. | | CCLXXV. C. M. CowPER, The contrite Heart, Iſaiah lvii. 15. - I THE Lord will Happineſs divine On contrite Hearts beſtow : Then tell me, gracious God, is mine | | A contrite Heart or no ? - | | 2 Ihear, but feem to hear in vain, Infenſible as Steel ; If Aught is felt, 'tis only Pain * To find I cannot feel. 3 I fometimes think myſelf inclin’d To love thee, if I could ; But often feel another Mind, Averſe to áll that's Good. - - 4 My beſt Defires are faint and few, Tfain would ſtrive for more ; But when I cry, “ My Strength renow,” Seem weaker than before. ; Thy Saints are comforted, I know, - And love thy Houfe of Prayer ; Ifometimes go where Others go, But find no Comfort there, * * | 60 make this Heart rejoice or ache; Decide this Doubt for me ; - - And if it be not broken, break, And heal it, if it be. CCLXXVI. C. M. BE D DoM g. Reſignation; or, God our Portion. | I MY Times of Sorrow and of Joy, 4 | Great God, are in thy Hand; My choicest Comforts come from theea, | And go at thy Command. |||||||||||||||| |
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. z If thou ſhouldst take them all away, Yet would I not repine; Before they were posteſs'd by me, They were entirely thine. 3 Nor would I drop a murmuring Word, Tho' the whole World were gone, But feek enduring Happinefs In thee, and thee alone. . . 4 What is the World with all its Store, ”Tis but a Bitter-ſweet ; When I attempt to pluck the Roſe, A pricking Thorn I meet. 5 Here perfect Bliſs can ne'er be found, The Honey's mixt with Gall; Midſt changing Scenes and dying Friends, Be Thou my All in All. ČCLXXVII. C. M. Cowrr R. Submiffion. T LORD, my best Defires fulfil, And help me to refign . Life, Health, and Comfort, to thy Will, And make thy Pleaſure mine. 2 Why ſhould I ſhrink at thy Command Love forbids my Fears ? Or tremble at the gracious Hand That wipes away my Tears ? 3 No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee; Who never haft a Good withheld, Or wilt withhold from me. -
R E S I G N A T I O N. 4 Thy Favor, all my Journey thro’, Thou art engag'd to grant; What elfe I want, or think I do, i "Tis better ſtill to want. | 5 Wiſdom and Mercy guide my Way, Shall I refift them both ? A poor blind Creature of a Day, And cruſh’d before the Moth ! 6 But ah ! my inward Spirit cries, Still bind me to thy Sway; Elfe the next Cloud that veils my Skies, Drives all theſe Thoughts away. CCLXXVIII. C. M. STE ELE. I e Filial Submifion, Heb. xii. 7. 1 AND can my Heart aſpire fo high A To fay, “ My Father, God ſ” * Lord, at thy Feet I fain would lie, And learn to kiſs the Rod. z I would fubmit to all thy Will, For thou art Good and Wife ; Let every anxious Thought be still, Nor one faint Murmur rife. 3 Thy Love can cheer the darkſome Gloom, And bid me wait ferene ; Till Hopes and Joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the Scene. 4 “ My Father”–O permit my Heart To plead her humble Claim, And aſk the Bliſs thoſe Words impart, In my Redeemer's Name.
Graces or the sriRrr, ccLxxIx. c. M. T. Greens. It is the Lord–let him do what/temeth hingsod, 1. Sam. iii. 18. 1 IT is the Lord–enthron'd in Light, Whofe Claims are all divine ; Who has an undiſputed Right To govern me and mine. z It is the LoRD–ſhould I diſtrust, Or contradićt his Will ? - Who cannot do but what is juſt, And muſt be righteous ſtill. 3 It is the Lord–who gives me all My Wealth, my Friends, my Eaſe; And of his Bounties may recall Whatever Part he pleaſe. 4 It is the Lord-who can fustain : Beneath the heavieſt Load, - From whom Affistance I obtain To tread the thorny Road. 5 It is the Lorp-whoſe matchleſs Skill Can from Afflićtions raife Matter, Eternity to fill With ever-growing Praiſe. 6 It is the LoRD–my cov'nant God, Thrice bleſſed be his Name ! . Whoſe gracious Promife, feal'd with Blood, Muſt ever be the fame. | 7 His Cov'nant will my Soul defend, Should Nature's Self expire; And the great Judge of all deſcend In awful Flames of Fire. . .
self-DENIAL 8 And can my Soul with Hopes like theſe, Be fullen, or repine ? No, gracious God, take what thou pleaſe, I'll cheerfully reſign. di not i CCLXXX. C. M. N e ed HAM. Self-Denial; or, taking up the Croß, Mark viii. 38. Luke ix. 26. ! ASHAM'D of Christ! my Soul, difdain Sh The mean ungenerous Thought : all I difown that Friend, whoſe Blood To Man Salvation brought ? 2 With the glad News of Love and Peace From Heaven to Earth he came : For us endur'd the painful Croſs, For us deſpis'd the Shame. : At his Command, we must take up Our Croſs without Delay: - - - Our Lives–and thouſand Lives of ours ? " His Love can ne'er repay. % 4 Each faithful Sufferer Jesus views , , With infinite Delight; I Their Lives to him are dear, their Deaths Are precious in his Sight. 5 To bear his Name, his Crofs to bear ! ' , Our highest Honor this! Who nobly fuffers now for him, o Shall reign with him in Bliſs. 6 But ſhould we in the evil Day From our Profeſſion fly, • - Jesus the Judge, before the World, The Traitor will deny. Y
-- ---- ) A GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. cclxxxi. c. M. Self-Denial, Mark viii. 34. Luke ix. 23. I AND must I part with all I \ 4 My dearest Lord, for thee? It is bút right, fince thou haft done } \ Much more than this for me. 2 Yes, let it go–one Look from thee Will more than make amends, For all the Loffes I fuſtain Of Credit, Riches, Friends. 3 Ten thoufand Worlds, ten thouſand Lives, How worthlefs they appear Compar'd with thee, fupremely good, Divinely bright and fair! . 4 Savior of Souls, could I from thee A fingle Smile obtain, Tho' deltitute of all Things elfe, I'd glory in my Gain. CCLXXXII. C. M. DR. Warts's Sermo) Sincerity and Truth, Phil. iv. 8. 1 I ET thoſe who bear the Chriſtian Name Their holy Vows fulfil: 'I he Saints, the Followers of the Lamb, Are Men of Honor itill. - 2 True to the folemn Oaths they take, Tho' to their Hurt they fwear : Constant and just to all they ſpeak, For God and Angels hear. *v 3 Still with their Lips their Hearts agree, Nor stattering Words deviſe : - They know the God of Truth can fee Thro' every falfe Diſguife. * - - - - ----
SI NG ERITY, &e. o ) 4 They hate the Appearance of a Lie, In all the Shapes it wears; Firm to the Truth-and when they die, Eternal Life is theirs. 5 Lol from afar the LoRo deſcends, And brings the Judgment down; He bids his Saints, his faithful Friends, Rife and posteſs their Crown. 6 While Satan trembles at the Sight, , And Devils wiſh to die, Where will the faithleſs Hypocrite a And guilty Liar fly ? CCLXXXIII. S. M. Be D do ME. : * - Sincerity destred. i IF fecret Fraud ſhould dwell Within this Heart of mine; Purge out, O God, that curfed Leaven, And make me wholly thine. z Ifany Rival there . Dares to uſurp the Throne, O tear th’ infernal Traitor thence, v. And reign thyfelf alone. v *** 3 Is any Luft conceal'd ? A n \ Bring it to open View; . | Search, fearch, dear LoRD, my inmoſt Soul, And all its Powers renew. * } CCLXXXIV. C. M. Fawcett. Spiritual Mindedng/; ; or, in ward Religion, James i. 29. - I RELIGION is the chief Concern au Of Mortals here below; , May I its great Importance learn, Its fovereign Virtue know!
GRACEs oF THE SPIRIT, 2 More needful this, than glittering Wealth, Or Aught the World bestows; v Not Reputation, Food, or Health, Can give us fuch Repoſe. 3 Religion fhould our Thoughts engage Amidſt our yorithful Bloom ; gage, "Twill fit us for declining Age, And for the awful Tomb. 4 O may my Heart, by Grace renew'd, " Be my Redeemer's Throne; And be my stubborn Will fubdu'd, His Government to own ! y Let deep Repentance, Faith, and Love, Be join'd with godly Fear; And all my Converſation prove My Heart to be fincere. i - 6 Preferve me from the Snares of Sin, Thro' my remaining Days ; And in me let each Virtue ſhine ---- - - To my Redeemer's Praiſe. 7 Let lively Hope my Soul infpire; Let warm Affećtions rife; And may I wait, with ſtrong Defire, To mount above the Skies ! " ccLxxxv. c. M. rare. Encouragement to trust and love God, Pſalm xxxiv. THRO’ all the changing Scenes of Life, "In Trouble and in Joy, The Praiſes of my God ſhall still My Heart änd Tongue employ.
Foi Diversnelvillest, a Till all who ". From Comfort take, a And éharin ü cir Griefs to rest. } The Hosts of God encamp around a The Dwellings of the Proteſtion he to aŭ i Who make his Name their Trust. ar O make but Trial of his Love, inse e Experience will decide, I How bleft are they, and only they, laive i Who in his Truth confide. ro || Fear him, ye Saints, and you will then o T Have Nothing elfe to fear; - Make you his Service your Delight; 1 iii . Your Wants ſhall be his Care. While hungry Lions lack their Prey, no a The Lord o ai Forfach as put their fit in him, u And feelheir Needs ſupplyd, ini -- - - - - « II. L. M. 'nstand Confidence; or, looking beyond proſent Ap pearances, Hab. iii. 17, 18. AWAY, my unbelieving Fear! Let Fear in me no more take Place;, My Savior doth not yet appear, He hides the Brightneſs of his Face: But fhall I therefore let him go, And bafely to the Tempter yield? No, in the Strength of Jesus, no! I never will give up my Shield. « Y 3
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. | 2 Altho' the Vine its Fruit deny, Altho' the Olive yield no Oil, The withering Fig-Tree droop and die, The Field illude the Tiller's Toil; The empty Stall no Herd afford, And all the bleating Ráce, Yet I will triumph in the Lord, The God of my Salvation praiſe 3 Away, each unbelieving Fear, Let Fear to cheering Hope give Place; My Savior will at length appear, And ſhow the Brightnefs of his Face: Tho' now my Proſpeêts all be croſt, My blooming Hopes cut off I fee, Still will I in my Jesus truft, - Whoſe boundleſs Love can reach to me. 4 In Hope, believing againſt Hope, His promis'd Mercy will I claim; His gracious Word ſhall bear me up, To ſeek Salvation in his Name: Soon, my dear S.Avio R, bring it nigh ! My Soul ſhall then outstrip the Wind, On Wings of Love mount up on high, And leave the World and Sin behind, CCLXXXVII. L. M. Humble Trust; or, Deffair prevented. LORD, didst thou die, but not forme? * Am í forbid to trust thy Blood# sos". Is not thy Pardon rich and free, f* xydzim i Seal'd in the kind atoning Flood? ** bet
T R U s T. o Who then fhall drive my trembling Soul From thee, to Regions of Deſpair? ii. Who has furvey'd the facred Roll, And found my Name not written there? | Preſumptuous Thought ! to fix the Bound, To limit Mercy's fovereign Reign : What other happy Souls have found, i I'll feek, nor fhall I ſeekin vain. | I own my Guilt, my Sins confeſs; Can Men or Devils make them more ? Of Crimes, already numberleſs, a Vain the Attempt to ſwell the Score, or | Were the black Lift before my Sight, e no a While I remember thou haft dy'd, Twould only arge my ſpeedier Flight, H To feek Salvation at thy Side. ) zili | Low at thy Feet I'll cast me down, To thee reveal my Guilt and Fear ; And-if thou ſpurn me from thy Throne I'll be the firſt who perifh'd there. CCLXXXVIII. C. M. Bed DoMe. | r Fear not. a 1 lia > | YE trembling Souls, diſmiſs your Fears, a Be Mercy all your Theme ; aé. Mercy, which like a River Rows i'w e In one continued Stream. 2 Fear not the Powers of Earth, and Hell, God will theſe Powers reſtrain ; His mighty Arm their Rage repel, * And make their Efforts vain,
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. - 3 Fear not the Want of outward Good, He will for his provide; Grant them Supplies of daily Food, And give them Heaven beſide. 4 Fear not that he will e'er förfake, Or leave his Work undone ; He's faithful to his Promifes, And faithful to his Son. 5 Fear not the Terrors of the Grave, | Or Death's tremendous Sting; He will from endleſs Wrath preferve, To endleſs Glory bring. 6 You in his Wiſdom, Power, and Grace, May confidently truſt; His Wiſdom guides, his Power protects, His Grace rewards the Juſt. CCLXXXIX. Chatham Tune. Jesse. - - . . Fears removed–It is I, be not afraid, John VI, 2O, - 1 UNCLEAN ! unclean ! and full of Sin, From firſt to laſt, alas, I’ve been ! Deceitful is my Heart: Guilt preſſes down my burden'd Soul, But Jesus can the Waves control, And bid my Fears depart. a when first I heard his Word of Grace, Ungratefully I hid my Face, Ungratefully delay'd: iad At length his Voice more powerful came, “ ’Tis I,” he cry'd, “ I, ſtill the fame, “ Thou need’ſt not be afraid,” L"|
T R U So T. ; My Heart was chang'd, in that fame Hour My Soul confeſs'd his mighty Power, Outflow'd the briny Tear: I listen'd ſtill to hear his Voice, Again he faid, “ In me rejoice, i ***Tis I, thou need’ft nöt fear.” - ed| 4“ Unworthy of thy Love,” I cry'd, o'i “ Freely I love,” he foon reply'd, - “ On me thy Faith be staid; “ On me for every Thing depend, ki “I’m Jesus still, the Sinner's Friend, W “ Thou need'st not be afraid.” I , zd se i CCXC. As the 1c4th, Newros. I will trust and not be afraid, Iſaiah xii. a. 1 BEGONE Unbelief, My Savior is near, And for my Relief Will furely appear; By Prayer let me wrestle, And he will perform; With CHR1st in the Vefſel, I fmile at the Storm. i o 2 Though dark be my Way, Since he is my Guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis his to provide ; Though Cisterns be broken, And Creatures all fail, The Word he has ſpoken Shall furely prevail. -- * ; j : -
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, His Love in Time past, Forbids me to think He'll leave me atlaſt In Trouble to fink; i Each ſweet Ebenezer . I have in Review, i Confirms his good Pleaſure To help me quite through. " Determin'd to fave, a He watch'd o'er my Path, When, Satan's blind Slave, e m'i I ſported with Death; And can he have taught me To truft in his Name, And thus far have brought me 9 Put me to Shame ? Why ſhould I com lain Of Or Temptation or Pain ? He me no lefs: The Heirs of Salvation, I know from his Word, Through much Tribulation Muſt follow their Lord, How bitter that Cup, ? Heart can conceive, Which he drank quite up, That Sinners might live ! His Way was much rougher, And darker than mine Did Jesus thus fuffer, And ſhall I repine ?
w I și Doo M. ; Since all that I meet prozoo Shall work formy Good, , ) N The Bitteris Sweet, The Med'cine is Food; a Though painful at preſent, *Twill ceafe before long, And then, O how pleaſant The Conqueror's Song! , i CCXCI. L. M. True Wiſdom, Proverbs iii. 13-18, i * HAPPY the Man who finds the Grace, º The Blesting of God's chofen Race ; The Wiſdom coming from Above, a And Faith that ſweetly works by Love : 1 -- : Happybeyond Defcription, he, who knows, “the Savior dy’d for me,” The Gift unfpeakable obtains, - - And heavenly Understanding gains. 3. Her wy, are Ways of Pleaſantnefs, And all her flowery Paths are Peace ; Wiſdom to Silver we prefer: ni i And Gold is Droſs compar'd with her. " 4 He finds, who wiſdom apprehends, A Life begun that never ends ; The Tree of Life divine ſhe is, Setin the midst of Paradiſe. ; Happy the Man who Wiſdom gains, in of obedient Heart ſhe reigns; He owns, and will for ever own, wiſdom, and Christ, and Heaven are ºne:
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. CCXCII. L. M. DR. Dod DR1 oce. Zeal for CHR1s r; or, Peterand John following their Master, John xxi. 18–2o. 1 BLEşT Men, who ftretch their willing Han. Submiſſive to their Lord’s Commands, • And yield their Liberty and Breath, To him that lov'd their Souls in Death ! 2 Lead me to fuffer, and to die, - If thou, my gracious Lord, art nigh : One Smile from thee my Heart fhall fire, And teach me fmiling to expire. 3 If Nature at the Trial ſhake, And from the Crofs or Flames draw back, Grace can its feeble Courage raife, And turn its Tremblingsinto Praife. | 4 While ſcarce I dare with Péter fay, “ I'll boldly tread the bleeding Way;” Yet in thy Steps, like fohn, I'd move With humble Hope, and filent Love. CCXCIII. C. M. Bebdome. * Hely Zeal andDiligence. 1 WHILE carnal Men, with all their *Farth's Vanities purſue, How flow the Advançes which I make With Heaveri itſelf in View ! 2 Infpire my Soul with holy Zeal; Great God, my Love inflame; Religion, without Zeal and Love, Is but an empty Name. 3 To gain the Top of Zion's Hill, May I with Fervor ſtrive ; , - And all thefe Powers employ for thee, Which I from thee derive !
THE C H RISTIAN. | r - T H E C H R I S T I A N. CCXCIV. L. M. Fawcerr. z.Christian awakened–Wharmstrdoto be ſaved? " Aćts ix. 6. ITH melting Heart, and weeping Eyes, My guilty Soul for Mercy cries; What ſhall I do, or whither flee, 'eſcape that Vengeance due to me ? - "Till now, I faw no nigh; I liv'd at Eafe, nor fear'd to die; Wrapt up in Self-deceit and Pride, “ I ſhall have Peace at laſt,” I cry'd. But when, great God, thy Light divine Had fhone on this darkSoul of mine, Then I beheld, with trembling Awe, The Terrors of thy holy Law. How dreadful now my Guilt appears, In Childhood, Youth, and growing Years ! ' . Before thy pure, diſcerning Eye, Lord, what a filthy Wretch am I! Should Vengeance still my Soul purſue, - Death and Destruction are my Ďue; ) Yet Mercy can my Guilt forgive, . And bid a dying Sinner live. Does not thy facred Word proclaim, Salvation free in Jesu's Name? ta To him I look, and humbly cry, “ Ofaye a Wretch condemn'd to die!” Z -
rHE CHRISTIAN. CCXCV. D. Tur***. a hii Sựplicating–Jesvs, thea Son of David, have Mercy orzie, Mark x. 47, foi I HESUS, full of all Compastion, .) Hearthy humble Suppliant's Cry; Let me know thy great Salvation, See I languiſh, faint, and die. - - ^ ! z Guilty, but with Heart relenting, Overwhelm’d with helplefs Grief, , Prostrate at thy Feet repenting, Send, O fend me quick Relief!n 3 Whither ſhould a Wretch be flying, | But to him who Comfort gives? ... * Whither, from the Dread of dying, v But to him who ever lives? 4 While I view thee, woonded, grieving, º Breathlefs on the curfed Tree, viv Fain I'd feel my Heart believing ai ir That thou ſufferedſt thus for me. ay 5 With thy Righteoufneſs and Spirit, se I am more than Angels bleft; Heir with thee, all Things inherit, Peace, and Joy, and endleſs Reſt. . . . 6 Without thee, the World posteffing, I ſhould be a Wretch undone; li Search thro’ Heaven, the Land of Bleſfing, Seeking Good, and finding none. 7 Hear then, blested Savior, hear me, My Soul cleaveth to the Dust; er Send the Comforter to cheer me, Lo ! in thee I put my Trust.
THE CHRISTIAN. 3 On the Word thy Blood hath fealed, Hangs my everlaſting All; Let thine Arm be now revealed, . Stay, O ſtay me, left I fall! 9 In the World of endleſs Ruin, ) Let it never, Lord, be faid, “ Here's a Soul that perifh'd, fuing “ For the boaſted Savior's Aid !” 1o Sav'd–the Deed ſhall ſpread new Glory Thro' the Realms above; - Angels fing the pleafing Story, ' All enraptur'd with thy Love! 2 ccxcvi. Sevens , Longing for an Interest in the Redermer; or, ventur ing on the Mercy of Gob, in CHRIST. i sa ra tot er * GRACIOUS Loan, incline thine Ear, My Requests vouchſafe to hear; Hear my nevericeafing Cry, H a : Give me CHRăst, or die 2 Wealth and Honor I difdain, H vris , Earthly Comforts, LoRps are vain ; Theſe can never fatisfy, , .3 : Give me CHR.isT, or elſe I die. 3 Lord, deny mewhat thou wilt, Only eaſe me of my Guilt; , Suppliant at thy Feet I lie, : , , - Give me CHR1st, or elfe I die. 4 All unholy and uncleaye-li , , * I am nothing elfe but Sin ; . ' On thy Mercy I rely, , Give me CHR1st, or elfe I die. Z z
T H E C H R I S’T TA N. ; Thou dost freely faye the Lost, In thy Grace alone I trust; . With my éårnett Suit L* cie med orei Fäié ;w 31. - ty a Ilf, * * 6 Thou doit promife to forgive 2 * All who in thy Sơn believe; . LoRp, I know thou canft not lie, Give me charsr, örelſe 1 die. * 7 Father, dost thou ſeem to frown? Let me ſhelter in thy Son; Jesus, to thine Arms I , Come and fave me, or i die i ist, s listů CCXCVII. L. M. Dr. Doppribce, --------- ! ý v Cho fing the better Part, Luke x. 42. to ) i BESET with Snares one In Life's úncertain Path Í - Savior divine, diffuſe thy Light : | To guide my doubtful Footsteps right. 2 Engage this roving treacherous Heart To iš on Ma's better Part; i To ſcorn the Tristes of a Day For Joys, that none can take away, e | 3 Then let the wildest Storms arife; t. Let Tempests iningle Earth and Skies; No fatal Shipwreck ſhall I fear, 2 (* | But all my Treaſures with me bear. - If thou, my Jesus, ſtill be nigh, , . 4. Cheerful and joyful Secure, when mortal Comforts flee, To find ten Thouſand Worlds in thee,
THE CHRISTIAN. ccxcvIII. S. M. Þei Döbbsrdce. Devoting hin/lſto Göd, Rom. xii. i. * AND will the Eternal King So mean a Gift reward ? . That Offering, Lord, with we bring, which thy own Hånd prepard. 2 We own thy various Claim, ... . And to thine Altar move; radia { The willing Victims of thy Graçe, \ Ä ä c off - ** - * * 3 Deſcend, celeſtial Fire, brie 2 The Sacrifice inflame; So ſhall a grateful Odor rife , . Thro’ our Redeemer’s Name. ** * * CCXCIX. L. M. DR. S. Srann err. Our Bodies the Temples of the Holy Ghost, 1 Cor. vi. 19. i John v. 21. 1 ANDwiti s &#çại giii : i Refừrn; and dwell with n.? Will he within AlivingTemplets his Paiể****** 2 Thejdyfel Newstranſports my Brea All ħail! I cry, th, ý Güeſt! Lift up your ow | And lê the King öfĠlötyi * • . . . . " *** Here livé, and herë föreyer Thy Sceptre oferity Pa öns f , ** Let Lovë Tºll : 4 Reaſon and Confeience ſhall ſubmit, ; And pay their Höfnage at thy Feet: To thee I’ll cöffecrate my Heart, And bideach Rival thence depart, Z 3
T H E CHRISTIAN. 5 No Idol-God ſhall hold a Place Within this Temple of thy Grace : Dagon before the Ark ſhall fall, Anằ Vengeance feize the Priests of Baal. a 5 sig vi n b i CCC. Chatham Tune. J. C. W. The Spiritial Pilgrim. ve piri retrg 1 HOW happy is the Pilgrim's Lot, How free from every anxious Thought, From worldly Hope and Fear! Confin'd to neither Court nor Cell, His Soul difdains on Earth to dwell, 2 He only fojourns here. His Happinefs in Partis mine, ** 20 Already fav'd from Self-defign, From every Creature Love : , Bleſs'd with the Scorn of finite Good, My Soul is lighten'd of its Load, And feeks the Things above. 2. 3 The Things eternal I purſue, And Happineſs, beyond the View Ofthoſe who bafely pant For Things by Nature felt and feen: Their Honors, Wealth, and Pleaſures mean, I neither have nor want , 4 Nothing on Earth I call my own, A Stranger to the Worldu, ", I all their Goods deſpiſe; I trample on their whole Deli ;ht, | And feek a Country out * A Country ih the Skiss,
THE cHRISTIAN. - 5 There is my Houfe and Portion fair, , My Treaſure and my Heart are there, And my abiding Home giog For me my elder Brethren stay, V - And Angels beckon me away, - And J *sus bids me come, 6 I come, thy Servant, Lord, replies, I come to meet thee in the Skies, | And claim my heavenly Reſt : , Now let the Pilgrim's Journey end, Now, O my Savior, Brother, Friend, Receive me to thy Breaſt! * i - * * *** pi r ' '***'ecCCI. Dartford Tune. . - uit The Pilgrim's Song. 2 igit se fi be* RISE, my: ti, a L. '' y Wings, Thy better - 93. Rife from tranfitory Th i, A T'ward thy native Place. Sun, and Moon, and Stars decay, i Time ſhall foon this Earth remove : Rife, my Soul, and haste i * e To seats prepar'd above ** |- , , , 2 Rivers to the Ocean fun, Nor stay in all their Courſe; Fire aſcending feeks the Sun, -:: - Bothfpeed them to their Source: Thus a Soul new born of God - Pants to view his glorious Face, * Upward tends to his Abdde, i To rest in his Embrace. . . . . - o o zii
| 3 Ceaſe, ye Pilgrims, ceaſe to thourn; Prefs onward to the Prize; Soon the Savior will return - Triumphant in the Skies : Yet a Seafon, and you know Happy Entrance will begiven, All your Sorrows left below, , ) And Earth exchang'd for Heaven. CCCII. C. M. DR. Dopprince. Running the Christian Race, Phil. iii. 12-14. * A WAKE, my soul, stretch every Nerve, | A And preis with Vigor on: ~ A heavenly Race demands thy Zeal, And an immortal Crown. nibe -- - - - - - - - - ~, seº . 2 ’Tis God's all-animating Voice, That calls thee from ón high: 'Tis his own Hand preſents the Prize To thine aſpiring Eye. His 3 A Cloud ofWitneſſes around i a i Hold thee in full Survey ; *** Forget the Steps already trod, And onward urge thy Way, 3 4 Bleſs'd Savior, introdded by thee, Have we our Race begun ; And, crown'd with Victory, at thy Feet We lay our Laurels down. A CccIII." L. M. DR,s:sfissirr. The Christian Warfare; 1 M Y Captain founds the Alarm of War, “Awake! the Powers of Hell are near! “ To Arms ! to Arms!” I hear him cry, * "Tis yours to conquer, orto die.”
T H E C H R I S T I A N. 2 Rous'd by the animating Sound, I cast my eager Eyes around; Make haſte to gird myArmor on, And bid each trembling Fear begone. 3 Hope is my Helmet, Faith my Shield, Thy Word, my God, the Sword I wield: With facred Truth my Loins are girt, And holy Zeal inſpires my i 4 Thus arm’d I venture on the Fi Reov to put my Fo to Flight -While Jesus kindly deigns tofpread . His conqu'ring Banner o'er my Head 5 In him I hope, in him I truſt; Hisbleeding Croſsis allmy Boast: Thro' Troops of Foes } ! id me on Tēvia y viis ciswi i tai sissie eesti e CCCIV. 148th. Top Lady's Collection. od seinansi The Christian's piritual rjage. : z Hvis vb is zqet : 5 - u 6. wuri . 1 J at thy Command, «) I launch into the Deep ; And leave my native Land, v Where Sin lulls all aſleep : wa For thee I would the World refign, . And fail to Heav'n with thçe and thine 2 Thou art my Pilot wife; My Compaſsis thy Wồrd: |My Soul each Storm defies, *** While I have fuch a Lökd!* 1 truſt thy Faithfulneſs and Power | To ſave me in the trying Hour. | | - | | |||||||| | rau, o *
T H E C H R I S T I A N. Tho' Rocks and Quickſands deep lie;" Yet CHRrst will ſä glykeep, And guide me with his Eye; My Anchor Hope fhåll firri And every boisterous Stộrin c 4 By Faith I fee the Land The Port ofendłefs Reſt: 5 Whene'er becalm'd Ilie, Be thou, dear Lor B, still Left I ſhould fuffer Lofs : For more the treacherous Calm Than Tempests burſting o'er my Head. 6 Come, Holy Ghost, A proſperous Gale of Gra: Waft me from all below, r Elſ i n : 3 i roi. To Heaven, my destin The fu iš in a,And leave thë World and Sinbehind. CCCV. Hotham Tune. Tempied-but flying to Christ the Rfga 1 IESUS, Lover of my $2", Let me to thy Bofom fly, While the nearer Waters roll, While the Tempest ſtill is high; Hide me, Q mySavior, hide, Till the Storm of Life ispastait Safe into the Haven guide a O receive my Soul at last. ,
THE CHRISTIAN. HT | Other Refuge Hangs my helpleſs i thee; i not alone, Still ſupport and comfort me: ' a la All my Truft on thee is ftay'd, d. i " All my Help from thee I bring;Cover my defencelefs Head - With the Shadow of thy Wing; uii. | Thou, O CHRIsr, art all I want ; a un T , Allin Allin thee I find ; Raife the Fallen, cheer the Faint, et i Heal the Sick, and lead the Blind : - Justand holy is thy Name, Iam all Únrighteoufneſs, vi fuit si i Thou art full of Truth and Grace. | tie 2 of 2 ClO resu Grace with thesis found, Grace to on all my Sin; . Lettheheáling Stream Make, and keep me pure within: Thou of Life the Fountain art, H | Freely let me take of thee; | Spring thou up within my Heart, RiŘ to ali Éternity. | CCCVI. L. M. Dr. DoD DR1 og e. | a2 The Christian's rininiini moderated, a Proofof God’s Fidelity, I Cor. x. 13. tri e liit NOW let the Feeble alfbestrong, And make Jehovah's Arm their Song: His Shield is ſpread o'er every Saint, And thus fupported, who ſhall faint ?
T H E C H RISTIAN. 2 What tho' the Hosts of Hell engage With mingled Cruelty and Rage? A faithful God restrains their Hands, And chains them down in Iron 3 Bound by his Word, he wih diſplay A Strength proportion'd to our Day; And, when united Trials meet, , Will ſhew a Path of fafe Retreat. 4 Thus far we prove that Promiſe good, - Which Jesus ratified with Blood: Still is he gracious, wife, and juſt, And ſtill in him let Ifrael truft. CCCVII. L. M. DR. S. STENNETT. The Ministry of 44dı. - o - * GREAT God, what Hests of Angels stand In fhining Ranks at thy right Hand, Array'd in Robes of dazzling f With Pinions stretch'd for distant Flight! 2 Immortal Fires ! ſeraphic Flames ! Who can recount their various Names ? In Strength and Beauty they excell, For near the Throne of God they dwell. 3 How eagerly they wiſh to know The Duties he would have them do ! What Joy their active Spirits feel To execute their Sovereign's Will! 4 Hither, at his Command, they fly, To guard the Beds on which welie;, To ſhield our Perſons, Night and Day, And fcatter all our Fears away.
THE CHRISTIAN. ; [Aghaft the hº ile Syrian Band se Around the helpleſs Prophet stand, While mighty Gabriel downward flies, c º í Hrdattempts, but all in vain, a „.. Tobind a Cha : rr è Atone ſoft Word an Angel ſpeaks, The masty Chain afunder breaks.] 7 Send, O my God, fome Angel down, (Tho’to a mortal Eye unknown) To guide and guard my doubtful Way Up to the Realms of endleſs Day. ) 4 CCCVIII. C. M. STEELE. , ' Walk Inc in Darkneſ and trusting in God, |- Iſaiah l. 1o. to I twe distrir A 1 | NEAR my humble Moan Whenwill the mournful Night begone?r * And when my Joys arife ? 2 My God-O could I make the Claim-- My Father and my Friend- * I And call thee mine, by every Name, On which thy Saints depend! A 3 By every Name of Power and Love, 1 I would thy Grace intreat; No ſhould my hinable Hopes remove, i leave thy fagfed Seat. 4 Yet tho' my Soul in Darkneſs menins | Thy Word is all my Stay; *5 º Here I would reſt till Light returns, I Thy Rissvis y Ps. v , * --
TH E c H R IsTIAN. 5 Speak, Lord, and bid celeſtial Peace Relieve aching Heart; O ſmile, and bid my Sorrows ceafë, And all the Gloom depart. - 6 Then ſhall my drooping Spirit rife, And bleſs thy healing Rays, And change theſe deep complaining Sighs, For Songs of ſacred Praiſe. | ) va o ccclx. S. M. Complaining-The Good that I would, I dant, Rom. vii. 19. o » I WOULD, but cannot fing, I would, but cannot pray; For Satan meets me when I try, And frights my Soul away. a I would, but can't repent, Tho' I endeavor oft ; This ſtony Heart can ne'er relent Till Jesus make it føft. 3 I would, but cannot love, Tho’ woo’d by Love divine; No Arguments have Pow’r to move A Soul fo bafe as mine. 4 I would, but cannot reſt In God's moſt holy Will; I know what he appoints is beſt, Yet murmur at it ftill. O could I but believe ! Then all would eaſy be; I would, but cannot-LoRo, relieve ; My Hely must come from thee!
THE CHRISTIAN, 6 But if indeed I would, Tho' I can Nothing do; . - Yet the Defire is fomething good, For which my Praife is due. By Nature prone to Ill, . *Till thine appointed Hour, I was as deſtitute of Will, As now I am of Power. 8 Will thou not crown at length, ' The Work thou haft begun ? And with a Will, afford me Strength, In all thy Ways to run ? - - - CCCX. L. M. BE D DoM E. Complaining of Inconstancy. " THE wandering Star, and fleeting Wind Both repreſent th' unstable Mind: The Morning Cloud, and early Dew Bring our Inconſtancy to View. 2 But Cloud, and Wind, and Dew, and Star, Faint and imperfect Emblems are; Nor can there Aught in Nature be * So fickle and fo falſe as we. 3 Our outward Walk, and inward Frame, Scarce thro’ a fingle Hour the fame ; We vow, and ſtrait our Vows forget, And then thefe very Vows repeat. 4 We Sin forſake, to Sin return, Are hot, are cold, now freeze, now burn; In deep Diſtreſs, then Raptures feel, a We foar to Heaven, then fink to Hell. * ... A a 2 Hidžaa--- -- –-- -*
T H E C H R r s TIAN. 1 2 1 | With flowing Tears, Lord, we confeſs Our Folly, and Unsteadfaſtneſs; when ſhall theſe Hearts more fixed be, Fix'd by thy Grace, and fix’d for thee? CCCXI. L. M. DR, S, SreNNrrr. Pride lamented. | FT have I turn'd my Eye within, And broughtto Light fome latent Sin; But Pride, the Vice I moſt deteſt, Still lurks fecurely in my Breast. | Here with a thouſand Arts ſhe tries To dreſs me in a fair Diſguife, 'o make a guilty wretched Worm Put on an Angel's brighteſt Form. She hides my Follies from my Eyes, And lifts my Virtues to the Skies; And while the fpecious Tale fhe tells, Her own Deformity conceals. Rend, O my God, the Veil away, Bring forth the Monſter to the Bay; Expoſe her hideous Form to View, And all her Arestlefs Power fubdue, So ſhall Humility divine Again poſſeſs this Heart of mine ; And form a Temple for my GoD, Which he will make his lov'd Abode. i 4 ans CCCXII. C. M. DR. S. STENNETT, Pleading with God under Afflictim. WHy ſhould alivingMan complia Of deep Diſtreſs within, Since every Sigh, and every Pain Is but the Fruit of Sin ?
T H E C H R I ST I A N. *---- 2 No, LoRD, I'll patiently ſubmit, Nor ever dare rebel ; Yet fure I may, here at thy Feet, My painful Feelings tell. 3 Thou feeſt what Floods of Sorrow rife, And beat upon my Soul : One Trouble to another críes, Billows on Billows roll. 4 From Fear to Hope, and Hope to Fear, My ſhipwreck’d Soul is toſt; *Till I am tempted in Deſpair To give up all for loft. 5 Yet thro' the ſtormy Clouds I’ll look Once more to thee, my GoD : O fix my Feet upon a Rock, Beyond the gaping Flood, 6 One Look of Mercy from thy Face, Will fet my Heart at Eafe : One all-commanding Word of Grace Will make the Tempeſt ceaſe. CCCXIII. Clark's Tune. Back/liding and returning ; or, the Baci/lider’s Prayer. I J let thy pitying Eye Call back a wand'ring Sheep; Falſe to thee, like Peter, I Would fain like Peter weep; Let me be by Grace reſtor'd, On me be all its Freeneſs ſhewn ; Turn and look upon me, LoRD, And break my Heart of Stone, A a 3
T H E CHRISTIAN. 2 Savior Prince, enthron’dabove, o Repentance to impart, Give me thro’ thy dying Love, The humble contrite Heart; Give, what I haye longimplor'd, A Portion of thy Love unknown ; Turn and look upon me, Lord, o And break my Heart of Stone. | | - | | | 3 See me, Savior, from above, Nor ſuffer me to die ; Life, and Happinefs, vs.Smile in thy gracious Eye: - Speak the i * And let thy Mercy melt me down; . Turn and look upon me, LeRp, And break my Heart of Stone. 9 - Lu i na " 4 Look, as when thy pityin Eye" Was clos'd that we migħt live; Father (at the Point to die, My Savior gafp'd). « Forgivet” Surely with that dying Word, He turns, and looks, ánd cries, “’Tis done!" O ! my loving, bleeding LọRD,-ir . Lcccxlv. e. M. FAwer. Peter's Fall and Recovery, Luke xxii. 54-6 M OW did the Powers of Darkneſsrag Againſt the Son of God ! ' While cruel Men on Earth engagea, To ſhed his precious Blood, i 2 His Friends förfook him with Surprist, When that dread Scene begärf; And one perfidiousty denies He ever knew the Man,
pH É CHRISTIAN. - 3 How feeble human Efforts prove s Against Temptation's Power! E'en Peter's flaming Zealand Lovę, ili Are vanquiſh' d in an Hour. n. 4 His firmeſt Purpoſe will not ſtand; ai e Behold his Guilt and Shảme ! bné. Lord, keep me by thy mighty Hand, br. - Or I ſhall do the fame. 3 1 ; At length the ſufering Savior turns, sedT a And looks with pitying Eyes; lo Peter relents, withdraws, and mourns, rusi And loud for Mercy cries. 6 So boundleſs is Jehovah's Grace, - 4 s He hears the humble Prayer; If I am found in Peter’s Cafe, *A. I would not ſtill deſpair. - 7 Look on me, Lorp, with Eyes of Love, v My wandering Soul restore ; My Guilt förgive, my Fears remove, si E And let me fin no móre, i * * * 3 CCCXV. C. M. NEw ror. O that I were as in Months past / Job xxix. z. i SwEEr was the Time when firſt I felt | The Savior's pardoning Blood Applyd, to cleanſe my Soul from Guilt, Ānd bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the Morn the Light reveal'd, His Praiſes tun'd my Tongue ; And when the Evening Shades prevail'd, His Love was all'iny Söng, :
T H E CHRISTIAN. 3 In vain the Tempter ſpread his Wiles, The W6rld no more could charm; I liv'd upon my Savior's Smiles, And lean’d upon his Arm, 4 In Prayer my Soul drev ozar the LoRo, I. And faw his Glory i 2; And when I read his holy Word, i I call'd each Promife mine. 5 Then to his Saints I often ſpoke, Of what his Love had done; But now my Heart is almoſt broke, i For all my Joys are gone. 6 Now when the Evening Shade prevails, My Soul in Darkneſs mourns; And when the Morn the Light reveals, No Light to me returns. I 7 My Prayers are now a chattering Noiſe, For Jesus hides his Face ; I read, the Promife meets my Eyes, But will not reach my Cafe. La 8 Now Satan threatens to prevail, And make my Soul his Prey ; ; ; Yet, LoRD, thy Mercies cannot fail, O come without Delay. a 0 CCCXVI. C. M. STEELE, Troubled, but making God a Refuge. 1 DEAR Refuge of my weary Soul D On thee, when : On thee, when Waves of Trouble roll, My fainting Hope relies.
f HÈ CHRISTIAN. 2 To thee I teileach rifing Grief, V. A s | For thou alone canft heal ; Thy Word can bring afweet Relief oº For every Pain I Řei. 3 But Q ! when gloomy Doubts prevail, 3 s I fear to call thee mine; The Springs of Comfort feem to fail, And all my Hopes decline, 4 Yet, gracious God, where fhält I flee? ? Thou art g only Trust ; ir And still my Soul would cleave to theeyM Tho' prostrate in the Dust. geM 5 Haft thou not bid me feek thy Face ? And ſhall I feek in vain ? --ooo And can the Ear of fovereign Grace Be deafwhen I complain? * - 6 No, still the Ear of fovereign Grace i Attends the Mourner's Prayer ; O may I ever find Acceſs * wi ta i To breathe my Sorrows there! I 7 Thy Mercy-Seat is open still ; Here let my Soul retreat ; . With humble Hope attend thy Will, e And wait beneath thy Feet. * CCCxvII. C. M. DR. Doppribce. Perſecution to be expeấed by every true Christian, e 4 2 Tim. iii. 12. , no I * GREAT Leader of thine Iſrael's Host, We ſhout thy conquering Name; Legions of Foes befet thee round, Ānd Legions sted with Shame.
T H E CHRISTIA N. z A Victory glorious and complete Thou by thy Death didst gain; So in thy Caufe may we contend, And Death itſelf fuſtain ! 3 By our illustrious General fir'd, e We no Extremes would fear ; i Prepar'd to ſtruggle and to bleed, 2 ar | If thou, our LoRD, be near. . 4 We'll trace the Footsteps thou hast drawn To Triumph and Renown ; Nor ſhun thy Combat and thy Croſs, May we but ſhare thy Crown. CCCXVIII. Helmſley Tune. Fawcett. Cast down, yet hoping in God, Ffilm xlii. 5. I O MY Soul, what means this Sadneſs? Wherefore art thou thus caſt down? Let thy Griefs be turn'd to Gladneſs, Bid thy restleſs Fears begone: Look to Jesus, , - And rejoice in his dear Name. 2 What tho’ Satan’s ſtrong Temptations Vex and teize thee, Day by Day ? And thy finful Inclinations Often fill thee with Difmay?. odo Thou ſhalt conquer, Thro' the Lamb's redeeming Blood. 3 Tho' ten Thoufand Ills beſet thee From without, and from within; Jesus faith, he'll ne'er forget thee, But will fave from Hell and Sin : He is faithful, * "^ ' To perform his gracious Word.
THE CHRISTIAN. . 4 Tho’ Diſtrestes now attend thee, 3. - And thou tread’ſt the thorny Road; His right Hand ſhall ſtill defend thee, , . Soon he'll bring thee Home to God: Therefore praiſe him, Praiſe the great Redeemer's Name. * - 5 O that I could now adore him, Like the heavenly Hoſt above, ' ' ’ Who for ever bow before him, ^ , , And unceaſing fing his Love ! ' , z Happy Songsters ! ' '. When ſhall I your Chorus join ? , , CCCXIX. C. M. / The Request. - 1 FATHER, whateer of earthly Bliſs Thy fovereign Will denies, ( ; Accepted at thy Throne of Grace, Let this Petition rife; * 2 “ Give me a calm, a thankful Heart, . “ From every Murmur free : “ The Blestings of thy Grace impart, ** And make me live to thee. - 3 “ Let the ſweet Hope that thou art mine, “ My Life and Death attend; “ Thy Prefence thro' my Journey ſhine, “ And crown my Journey's End.” . CCCXX. C. M. Sterle. Watchfulneſs and Prayer, Matt. xxvi. 41. • ALAS, what hourly Dangers rife ! . * What Snares befet my Way ! To Heaven O let me lift my Eyes, And hourly watch and pray. :
THE CHRISTIAN. z How oft my mournful Thoughtssomphin, Aņd melt in stowing Tears! . . My weak Refistance, ah, how vain ! How strong my Foes and Fears! 3 O gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble Efforts aid, Help me to watch, and pray, and strire, Tho' trembling and afraid. 4 Increaſe my Faith, increaſe my Hope, When Foes and Fears prevail; And bear my fainting Spirit up, Or foon my Štrength will fií. 5 Whene'er Temptations fright my Heart, Or lurę my Feet afide, My God, thy powerful Aid impart, My Guardian and my Guide. 6 Okeep me in thy heavenly Way, And bid the Tempter flee; A. And let me never, never ſtray i From Happineſs and thee. - - - cccxxI. L. M. Newros. Prayer anſwered by Croffes. * e I Askºpie Lorº intinig gov I In Faith, and Love, and every Grace; more of his Salvation know, And feek, more earnestly, his Face, a 2 "Twas he who taught methus to pray, , And he, I trust, has anſwer’d Prayer; But it has been in fuch a Way, As almost drove me to Deſpair.
- - THE CHRISTIAN. I hop’d that in fome favor'd Hour, At once he'd anſwer riy Requeſt; And by his Love's constraining Power, Subdue my Sins, and give me Rest. Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden Evils of my Heart; And let the angry Powers of Hell Affault my every Part. Yea more, with his own Hand he feem'd Intent to aggravate my Woe; Croſs'd all the fair Deſigns I fchem'd, Blasted my Gourds, and laid me low. • || . i Loro, why is this, I trembling cry'd, o Wilt thou purſue thy Worm to Death ? “ Tisin this Way,” the Lord reply'd, “ I anſwer Prayer for Grace and Faith. * 7 “ Thefe inward Trials I employ, ** From Self, and Pride, to fet thee free; “ And break thy Schemes of earthly Joy, “ That thou may’st feek thy All in me.” CCCXXII. L. M. DR. Doppri og e. i - Gratving in Grace, 2 Peter iii. 18. 1 ed i PRAISE to thy Name, eternal Gor, - For all the Grace thou ſhed'ſt abroad; * For all thy Influence from above, To warm our Souls with facred Love: * 2 Bleſs'd be thy Hand, which from the Skies Brought down this Plant of Paradife; And gave its heavenly Beauties Birth To deck this Wildernefs of Earth. -- B b 1 ba = |
T H E C H R ISTIAN. 3 But why does that celestial Flower Open, and thrive, and fhine no more? Where are its balmy Odors fled ? And why reclines its beauteous Head ? . |4 Too plain, alas! the Languor fhews Th’unkindly Soil in which it grows; " Where the black Froſt and beating Storm Wither, and rend its tender Form. To cheer a Plant fo much thy own. | 6 And thou, bleſs'd Spirit, deign to blow Freſh Gales of Heaven on Shrubs below; So ſhall they grow, and breathe abroad A Fragrance grateful to our God. , | 5 Unchanging Sun, thy Beams diſplay, To drive the Froſt and Storms away; Make all thy potent Virtues known CCCXXIII. L. M. G–. Rifing to God. | | NOW letour soul, on wingsfablime,Rife from the Vanities of Time; Draw back the parting Veil, and fee The Glories of Eternity, - 2 Born by a new celeſtial Birth, * Why ſhould we grovel here on Earth? Why grafp at tranfitory Toys, So near to Heaven's eternal Joys? 3 Shall Aught beguile us on the Road, When we are walking back to God? A | For Strangers into Life we come, And Dying is but going Home. *
T H E CHRISTI AN. 4 Welcome, ſweet Hour of full Diſcharge, That fets our longing Souls at large; | Unbinds our Chains, breaks up our Cell, And gives us with our God to dwell. 5 To dwell with God, to feel his Love Is the full Heaven enjoy'd above; And the ſweet Expectation now . Is the young Dawn of Heaven below. cccxxIV. L. M. FA w cert. , Remembering all the Way the LoRD has led him, Deut. viii, z. 1 THUS far my God hath led me on, And made his Truth and Mercy known; My Hopes and Fears alternate rife, And Comforts mingle with my Sighs. 2 Thro’ this wide Wilderneſs I roam, Far distant from my bliſsful Home ; , Lord, let thy Prefence be my Stay, i And guard me in this dangerous Way. And Sins and Snares my Peace destroy; My earthly Joys are from me torn, And oft an abfent God I mourn. 3 Temptations every where annoy, - | 4 My Soul, with various Tempests toſs'd, Her Hopes o'erturn'd, her Projećts croſs'd, Sees every Day new Straits attend, And wonders where the Scene will end. 5 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny Road, | - Which leads us to the Mount of God ? . thefe the Toils thy People know, While in the Wilderneſs below ? B b z
THE CHRISTIAN. - 6 'Tis even fo, thy faithful Love Doth all thy Children's Graces prove; ’Tis thus our Pride and Self muſt fall, That JEsus may be All in All. CCCXXV. S. M. BR, DoD DRIDGE. Waiting for the Coming of his Lokd; or, the active Christian, Luke xii. 35-38 . 1 YE Servants of the Lord, Each in his Office wait, Obſervant of his heavenly Word, |And watchful at his Gate. 2 Let all your Lamps be bright, - - |And trim the golden Flame; Gird up your Loins, as in his Sight, For awful is his Name. - 3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's Command; And while we ſpeak, he's near : Mark the firſt Signal of his Hand, And ready all appear. O happy Servant he 4 In Poſture found ! He ſhall his Lord with Rapture fee, And be with Honor crown’d. - 5 CHR1st ſhall the Banquet ſpread With his own bounteous Hand, | And raife that favorite Servant’s Head Amidit th'angelic Band. |to i CCCXXVI. L. M. Salicitous offini/bing bis Courſe with Jy, Aếtsxx 14 I ASSIST us, Lord, thy Name to praiſe For the rich Goſpel of thy Grace; And, that our Hearts may love it more, "Teach them to feel its vital Power.
THE CHRISTIAN. 2 With Joy may we our Courſe purſue, And keep the Crown of Life in View ; That Crown, which in one Hour repays The Labor of ten thouſand Days. 3 Should Bonds or Death obſtrućt our Way, Unmov'd their Terrors we'll furvey ; And the laſt Hour improve for thee, The laſt of Life, or Liberty. 4 Welcome thoſe Bonds, which may unite Our Souls to their fupreme Delight! Welcome that Death, whoſe painful Strife Bears us to CHRrs r our better Life ! ** ** CCCXXVII. L. M. DR. Depºrisgs. The Believer committing his departing Spirit to. Jesus, Acts vii. 52. | b: 4° , , woli * O THOU, that hast Redemption wrought! Patron of Souls, thy Blood hath bought ! " To thee our Spirits we commit, * Mighty to reſcue from the Pit. | . 2 Millions of bliſsful Souls above, , , ed i In Realms óf Purity and Love, . With Songs of endleſs Praife proclaim: The Honors of thy faithful. Name. - 3 When all the Powers of Nature fail'd, : , * Thy ever-constant Care prevail'd; Courage and Joy thy Friendſhip ſpoke, , , , When every mortal Bond was broke. ,, 4 We on that Friendſhip, Los p, repoſe, i The healing Balm of all our Woes; o , And we, when finking in the Grave, „gy Trust thine Omnipotence to fave. Il Bb 3: . *
T H E. CHRISTIAN. fir 5 O may our Spirits, by thy Hand Be gather’d to that happy Band, Who, 'midſt the Blestings of thy Reign, Loſe all Remembrance of their Pain. 6 In Raptures there divinely fweet Give us our Kindred-Souls to meet, And wait with them that brighter Day, Which all thy Triumph ſhall diſplay ! CCCXXVIII. C. M. DR. DoD DR1 dce, The Christian Warrior animated and crowned, Rey. ii. 1 o. A HARK ! ’tis our heavenly Leader's Voice * From his triumphant Seat; ’Midſt all the War's tumultuous Noife, How powerful and how ſweet ! |2 “ Fight on, my faithful Band,” he eries," ) ** Nor fear the mortal Blow : " " “ Who firſt in fuch a Warfare dies, “ Shall ſpeedieſt Victory know. 3 “ I have my Days of Combat known, “ And in the Duft was laid; " “ But thence I mounted to my Throne, “ And Glory crowns my Head. 4 “ That Throne, that Glory you ſhall ſhare; “ My Hands the Crown ſhall give; “ And you the fparkling Honors wear, “ While God himſelfſhall live.” 5 Lorp, 'tis enough; our Souls are fir'd With Courage, and with Love; Vain are the Afaults of Earth, and Hell, Our Hopes are fix’d above.
PRIVATE WORSHIP. w o R s H I P. e P R I V A T E W O R S H I P. CCCXXIX. L. M. DR. Doporrbce. Retirement and Meditation, Pſalm iv. 4. | RETURN, my roving Heart, return, And chafe thefe fhadowy Forms no more; Seek out fome Solitude to mourn, And thy forſaken God implore. " * Othou, great God, whoſe piercing Eye Diſtinétly marks each deep Receſs; In thefe fequeſter'd Hours draw nigh, And with thy Preſence fill the Place. 3 Thro' all the Windings of my Heart, My Search let heavenly Wiſdom guide; And still its radiant Beams impart, "Till all be fearch'd, and purify'd. 4 Then, with the Vifits of thy Love, Vouchſafe ray inmost Soul to cheer ; Till every Grace fhall join to prove · That God hath fix'd his Dwelling there. cccxxx. L. M. B e o ponte. Reading the Scriptures. GREAT Gon, oppreſs'd with Grief and Fear, I take thy Book, and hope to find Some gracious Word of Promife there, To footh the Sorrows of my Mind : 2 I turn the facred Volume o'er, And ſearch with Care from Page to Page : Qf Threatenings find an ample Store, But Nought that can my Griefaffuage, 2 e
W OOR S H I P. 3 And is there Nought ? forbid, dear LøRD, So bafe a Thought ſhould e'er arife; I’ll fearch again, and while I fearch, O may the Scales fall off mine Eyes! 'Tis done: and with tranſporting Joy, 4 I read the i y There Mercy ſpreads its brightest Beans, And Truth with dazzling Luftre fhines. 5 Here's heavenly Food for hungry Souls, And Mines of Gold to enrich the Poor: Here's healing Balm for every Wound, A Salve for every feſtering Sore. - CCCXXXI. L. M. PREsIDENT DAvigs. - - Self-Examination, Gal. iv. 19, 2o. 1 WHAT strange Perplexities arife ? What anxious Fears and Jealoufies ? What Crowds in doubtful Light appear ? How few, alas, approv'd and clear! z And what am I?–My Soul, awake, | | And an impartial Survey take: Does no dark Sign, no Ground of Fear, In Praćtice or in Heart appear ? 3 What Image does my Spirit bear? ) Is Jesus form'd, and living there? I Say, do his Lineaments divine : In Thought, and Word, and A&tion fhine?" | 4 Searcher of Hearts, O fearch me still; - The Secrets of my Soul reveal; My Fears remove; let me appear ) To God and my own Conſcience clear.
PRIVATE woRsHIP. | Scatter the Clouds, that o'er ny Head Thick Glooms of dubious Terrors ſpread"; : Lead me into celeſtial Day, | And, to Myſelf, Myſelf diſplay. ) i May I at that bleſs'd World arrive, Where CHR1st thro’ all my Soul ſhall live, e And give full Proof that he is there, - Without one gloomy Doubt or Fear ! * g cccxxxii. c. M. Secret Prayer, Matt, vi. 6. A i FATHER digine, thyriereing Eye Sees thro' the darkest Night; p In deep Retirement thou art nigh, * With Heart diſcerning Sight. 2 There may that piercing Eye furvey My duteous Homage paid, - With every Morning's dawning Ray, , And every Evening's Shade. n 3 O let thy own celeſtial Fire a soit The Incenſe ſtill inflame; glo ’ While my warm,Vows to thee aſpire, o e Thro' my Redeemer's Name. " 4 So ſhall the Vißts of thy Love My Soul in fecret blefs; . So ſhalt thou deign in Worlds above a Thy Suppliant to confeſs. - - : P a v s E. 5 Mercy, good Lord, Mercy I aſk, This is the total Surn; Mercy, thro CH sist, is all my Suit, Lorp, let thy Mercy come. ||||| swil en ing e a |- | | | || - - Mill'|| || || | " ,
W O R S H I P. F A M. 1 - L Y W O R S H 1 P: CCCXXXIII. C. M. Going to a Nesv Habitationr GREAT God, where'er we pitch our Tent, Let us an Altar raife; And there with humble Frame preſent Our Sacrifice of Praifě. 2 To thee we give our Health and Strength, While Health and Strength-fhall laft, " Foi future Mercies humblỹ trust, Nor e'er forget the past. " ~ CCCXXXIV. L. M. Sreele. The Christian's noblast Roſalution, Joſhua xxiv. i; 1 AH wretched Souls, who strive in vain: Slaves to the World, and Slaves to Sin! A nobler Toil may I fustain,: - A nobler Satisfaction win. 2 May I reſolve with all my Heart, With all my Powers to ferve the Lokp, Nor from his Precepts e'er depart, Whoſe Service is a rich Reward. 3 O be his Service all my Joy, Around let my Example fhine, "Till Others love the bleſs'd Employ, A And join in Labors fo divine. 4 Be this the Purpoſe of my Soul, My folemn, my determin’d Choice, To yield to his ſupreme Control, And in his kind Commands rejoice. |- *** 5 O may I never faint nor tire, Nor wandering leave his facred Ways; Great Gop, accept my Soul's Defire,,. And give me Strength to live thy Praiſe.
FAMILY WORSHIP. CCCXXXV., L. M. DR. Dodd R1 og E. Family Religion, Gen. xviii. 19. * FATHER of All, thy Care we bleſ, Which crowns our Families with Peace; From thee they and, by thy Hand, They have been, and are ſtill fuſtain’d. To God, most worthy to be prais'd, Be our domeſtic Altars rais’d; Who, Lord of Heaven, fcorns not to dwell With Saints in their obſcureſt Cell. To thee may each united Houſe, Morning and Night, preſent its Vows;Our Servants there, and rifing Race Be taught thy Precepts, and thy Grace. O may each future Age proclaim of thy glorious Name; While pleas’d and thankful, we remove Tojoin the Family above. CCCXXXVI. S. M. Prayer for Infants ; or, Children, Day by Day,given to God. I GREAT God, now condefcend, To blefs our rifing Race; Soon may their willing Spirits bend To thy victorious Grace ! 2 O ! what a vaſt Delight Their Happineſs to ~ Our warmeſt Wiſhes all unite, To lead their Souls to thee. , 3 Dear LoRn, thy Spirit pour Upon our Infant Seed, Obring the long’d-for happy Hour That makes them thine indeed.
W O R S H I P. ||| | | May they receive thy Word, - Confeſs the Savior's Name, Then follow their deſpifed Loro, Thro' the Baptifmal Stream. | 5 Thus let our favor'd Race Surround thy facred Board, There to adore thy fovereign Grace, And fing their dying Lord. CCCXXXVII. C. M. Dr. Dopprince. CHR1st's Condeſcending Regard ta little Childre Mark x. 14. - 1 SEE Iſrael's gentle Shepherd stand, With all-engaging Charms; Hark how he calls the tender Lambs,And folds them in his Arms ! 2 “ Permit them to approach,” he cries, Norfcorn their humble Name; For 'twas to blefs fuch Souls as theſe, The Lord of Angels came. 3 We bring them, Lord, by fervent Prayer, And yield them up to thee; Joyful that we Ourſelves are thine, Thine let our Offspring be! 2 4 Ye little Flock, with Pleaſure hear, Ye Children, feek his Face; And fly with Tranſport to receiver The Blestings of his Grace. O 5 If Orphans they are left behind, |Thy Guardian Carewe trust: That Care ſhall heal our bleeding Hearts If weeping o'er their Duſt, |
PUBLI C WORSHIP. ... * * P tj B 1. i 8. W O R S H 1 P. - -- - - : ei e a CCCXXXVIII. . As the 148th. B. Francis.* , os gairt a Harymosi, 1 IN fweet exalted Strains o , The King of Glory praiſe ; O'er Heaven and Earth he teigns, Thro’ everlasting Days : , * He, with a Nod, the World controls, . , Suſtains or finks the distant Poles. 2 To Earth he bends his Throne, His Throne of Grace divine; " , " Wide is his Bounty known, 2 And wide his Glories fhine : Fair Salem, still his chofen Rest, Is with his Smiles and Prefence bleſt. 3 Then, King of Glory, come, * And with thy Favor crown . ' This Temple as thy Dome, This People as thy own : Beneath this Roof, O deign to ſhow, How God can dwell with Men below. 4 Here, may thine Ears attend : s Qur interceding Cries, . . . . . . . . And grateful Praiſe aſcend All fragrant to the Skies : Here may thy Word melodious found, . And ſpread Joys around. , : „ , , ' ’ . { * Sung on opening the Meeting-Houfe at Horſley, Gloucesterſhire, September 18, 1774; and alſo,, at the open ing of the New Meeting-Houfe, at Downend, near Briſtol, October 4, 1786. ' ' * a ---- * --- -------***===========--- -
---- ---- W O R S H I P. 5 Here, may th' attentive Throng Imbibe thy Truth and Love, And Converts join the Song Of Seraphim above, '' '' - And willing Crowds furround thy Board With facred Joy and fweet Accord. 6 Here, may our unborn Sons And Daughters found thy Praife, And fhine like poliſh’d Stones, Thro’ long ſucceeding Days; Here, Lord, diſplay thy faving Power, While Temples ſtand, and Men adore. CCCXXXIX. L. M. DR. DoD D R I D G E - On opening a Place of Woz/bip. 1 GREAT God, thy watchful Care we bleſs, Which guards our Synagogues in Peace ; Nor dare tumultuous Foes invade, To fill our Worſhippers with Dread. 2 Thefe Walls we to thy Honor raiſe, Long may they echo to thy Praife; And thou, defcending, fill the Place With choiceſt Tokens of thy Grace. 3 Here let the great Redeemer reign, With all the Graces of his Train ; While Power divine his Word attends, To conquer Foes, and cheer his Friends. 4 And in the great deciſive Day, When Gop the Nations ſhall furvey ; May it before the World appear That Crowds were born to Glory here. --------
PUBLIC WORSHIP. CCCXL. C. M. NEw roN. , On opening a Place for focial Prayer. | DEAR Shepherd of thy People, hear, Thy Preſence now diſplay; As thou haft given a Place for Prayer, So give us Hearts to pray. z Within theſe Walls let holy Peace, And Love, and Concord dwell ; Here give the troubled Conſcience Eafe, The wounded Spirit heal. 3 Shew us fome Token of thy Love, Our fainting Hope to raife; And pour thy Blestings from above That we may render Praife. And may the Goſpel's joyful Sound, Enforc'd by mighty Grace, Awaken many Sinners round, To come and fill the Place. CCCXLI. S. M. Dr. S. Stern err. The Pleaſures of/ocial Way/Hip. HOW charming is the Place, Where my Redeemer Go o Unveils the Beauties of his Face, And ſheds his Love abroad! Not the fair Palaces i s To which the Great refort, re once to be compar'd with this, - Where Jesus holds his Court. . 3 Here on the Mercy-Seat, ' ' With radiant Glory crown'd i . " 9ur joyful Eyes behöld him fit, . , And fmile on all around, i no C c 2
W O R S H I R. : 4 To him their Prayers and Cries Each humble Soul preſents: He listens to their broken Sighs, And grants them all their Wants, 5 To them his fovereign Will He graciouſly imparts : And in Return accepts with Smiles, ‘i he i ribute of their Hearts, 6 Give rne, O LoR D, a Place Within thy bleſt Abode, Among the Children of thy Grace, The Servants of my Gop. - CCCXLII. Sevens. D. Tu RN ER The Excellency of Public Wozziệ. " I ORD of Hosts, how lovely Fair, " E'en on Earth, thy Temples are ; Here thy waiting People fee Much of Heaven, and much of thee. 2 From thy gracious Prefence flows, Bliſs that foftens all our Woes ; While thy Spirit's holy Fire Warms our Hearts with pure Defire. 3 Here we fupplicate thy Throne, ---y e. Here thou mak’ft thy Glories known; Here we learn thy righteous Ways, Taste thy Love, and fing thy Praife. 4 Thus with feſtive Songs of Joy We our happy Lives employ ; Love, and long to love thee more, "Till from Earth to Heaven we foar,
* * f CCCXLIII. L. M. Steele. * he Happineß of humble Wor/bip, Pſalm lxxxiv. HOW lovely, how divinely ſweet, - O Lord, thy facred Courts appear; Fain would my longing Paffions meet The Glories of thy Prefence there. , ' ' , ' O, bleſt the Men, blest their Employ, - Whom thy indulgent Favors raife - To dwell in theſe Abodes of Joy, * * * And fing thy never-ceafing Praife. Happy the Men whom Strength divine, With ardent Love and Zeal inſpires ; Whoſe Steps to thy bleſt Way incline, With willing Hearts and warm Defires. * One Day within thy facred Gate, Affords more real Joy to me, Than Thouſands in the Tents of State ; The meaneſt Place is Bliſs with thee. i God is a Sun; our brightest Day From his reviving p flows ; God is a Shield, thro' all the Way, To guard us from furrounding Foes. 6 He pours his kindest Bleffings down, Profufely down on Souls fincere; And Grace ſhall guide, and Glory crown The happy Favorites of his Care. 70 Lord of Hosts, thou God of Grace, How blest, divinely blest, is he, s – Who trusts thy Love and feeks thy Face, And fixes all his Hopes on thee! , , Cc 3 ---- -
W O R S H I P. CCCXLIV. L. M. . . Delight in God's Houſe and Confidence in him, Pſalm xxvii. 1 THOU, Lord, my Safety, thou my Light, What Danger ſhall my Soul affright ? Strength of my Life ! what Arm fhall dare To hurt whom thoú haft ówn'd thy Care? z One Wiſh, with holy Tranſport warm, My Heart has form'd, and yet ſhall form; One Gift I áſk; that to my End Fair Sion's Dome I may attend; er 3 There joyful find a fure Abode, And view the Beauty of my Gep ; For he within his hallow'd Shrine My ſecret Refuge ſhall affign. 4 When thou with condefcending Grace, Haft bid me feek thy ſhining Face, My Heart reply'd to thy kind Word, Thee will I feek, all gracious Lokd. y Should every earthly Friend depart, And Nature leave a Parent’s Heart; My God, on whom my Hopes depend, Will be my Father and my é Ye humble Souls, in every Strait On God with facred Courage wait; His Hand ſhall Life and Strength afford, - - O ever wait upon the LoRp. CCCXLV. S. M. DR. Warrs's Lyri*, Forms vain without Religion. * ALMIGHTY Maker, Gob ! How wondrous is thy Name! Thy Glories how diffus’dabroad Thro' the Creation's Frame ! ||| ||| ||-| - ||- ||-| ||||| | ||- || - - -
-– ---- - 7 L O R D 'S D A Y. ! . Nature in every Drefs Her humble Hornage pays, And finds a thouſand Ways t’expreſs Thine undiffembled Praife, 3 My Soul would rife and fing To her Creator too, Fain would my Tongue adore my King, And pay the Worſhip due. 4 But Pride, that bufy Sin, Spoils all that I perform, Curs’d Pride, that creeps fecursly in, And ſwells a haughty Worm. 5 Create my Soul anew, Elſe all my Worſhip's vain ; This wretched Heart will ne’er be true, Until 'tis form’d again. 6 Let Joy and Worſhip ſpend The Remnant of my Days, And to my Gop, my Soul, aſcend In ſweet Perfumes of Praife. T H E L O R D ' S D A Y. CCCXLVI. Chatham Tune. MERR I c k. Zealfir the Houſe of God, and Delight in Wor/ip, Pfalm cxxii. 1 THE joyful Morn, my God, is come, That calls me to thy honor'd Dome Thy Préſence to adore : My Feet the Summons ſhall attend, With willing Steps thy Courts aſcend, And tread the hallow'd Floor.
W O R S H I P. Hither from Judah's utmost End, The Heaven-protected Tribes aſcend; Their Offerings hither bring : - Here, eager to attest their Joy, In Hymns of Praife their Tongues employ, And hail th' immortal King. Be Peace implor’d by each on Thee, O Sion, while with bended Knee To Jacob's God we pray: How bleſs'd, who calls himſelf thy Friend! Succeſs his Labor ſhall attend, . And Safety guard his Way. 4 O may’ſt thou, free from hostile Fear, Nor the loud Voice of Tumult hear, Nor War's wild Wastes deplore : . May Plenty nigh thee take her Stand, And in thy Courts, with lavifh Hand, | Diſtribute all her Store, - 5 Seat of my Friends and Brethren, hail! , How can my Tongue, O Sion, fail To bleſs thy lov'd Abode ? How ceafe the Zeal that in me glows, Thy Good to feek, whoſe Walls incloſe The Manſions of my God ? CCCXLVII. Sevens. D. TURNER, A Song of Praife to the Redeemer, Pfalm xl. 7, 8. M | I OLY Wonder, heavenly Grace, * H Come, inſpire our humble Lays, While the Savior's Love we fing, Whence our Hopes and Comforts fpring
L O R D 'S D A Y. * Man, involv'd in Guilt and Woe, D i n Touch'd his tender Bofom fo, That, when Justice Death demands, Forth the great Deliverer stands; Cries to God, “ fhew, “ Lo ! I come thy Will to do; 1 ) ** I the Sacrifice will be, “ Death ſhall plunge his Dart in me.” | Tho' the Form of God he bore, Great in Glory, great in Power, See him in our Fleſh array'd, . Lower than his Angels made. , i [He that Heaven itſelf poſſefs'd, a Now an Infant at the Breaſt!. o Angels from the World above, See and fing th' amazing Love ! i 6 Thro' the ſhining Hours of Day, in A Toil and Danger mark his Way ; o is ` Lonėly Mounts, and chilling Ä, i leis Witneſs oft his Midnight Prayer.] . 7 Now the heavenly Lover dies! a il live Darkneſs veils the Mid-day Skies! - Angels round the bloody Tree, e , si Throng and gaze in Ecstacy! , ! * [Power unfeen Earth's Bofom heaves, *** Rocks and Tombs afunder cleave; vol di | While the Temple's rending Veil a 9 But the third Day's Dawning come, Lo! the Savior leaves the Tomb ! Reafcends his native Sky, Where he lives no more to die.
w o R s H 1 r. - 1o On his Croſs he buildshisThrone, Whence he makes his Glories known, Sends his Spirit down to 1 Dying Sinners Grace to live. CCCXLVIII. L. M. J. Srenn err. The Sabbath, uż 1 ANOTHER fix Days Work is done, Another Sabbath is begun; Return, my Soul, enjoy thy Reſt, Improve the Day thy God has bleſs'd z Come, bleſs the Lord, whoſe Love aſſigns So fweet a Reſt to wearied Minds; Provides an Antepaſt of Heaven, And gives this Day the Food of Seven, 3 O that our Thoughts and Thanks may rife, As grateful Incenfe, to the Skies; draw from Heaven that ſweet Repoſe, Which none, but he that feels it, knows. 4 This heavenly Calm, within the Breast, Is the dear Pledge of glorious Rest, | Which for the Church of God remains, | The End of Cares, the End of Pains. 5 With Joy, great God, thy Works we view, In various Scenes both old and new ; With Praiſe, we think on Mercies past, With Hope, we future Pleaſures taſte, 6 In holy Duties let the Day, In holy Pleaſures paſs away; How ſweet, a Sabbath thus to fpend, In Hope of one that ne'er ſhall end !
L O R D'S D A Y. cCCXLIX. As the 148th. - A Hymn for Lord’s Day Morning. 1 WAKE, our drowſy Souls, Shake off each flothful Band, The Wonders of this Day Our noblest Songs demand. Aufpicious Morn! thy blifsful Rays, Bright Seraphs hail in Songs of Praife. 2 At thy approaching Dawn, - Reluctant Death reſign’d The glorious Prince of Life, * Her dark Domains confin’d: Th’ angelic Hoft around him bends, And, 'midft their Shouts, the God afcends. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord, Heaven with Hofannas rings; While Earth, in humbler Strains, Thy Praiſe reſponſive fings: Worthy art thou, who once wast flain, Thro’ endleſs Years to live and reign. 4 Gird on, great God, thy Sword, Aſcend thy conquering Car, While Justice, Truth, and Love Maintain the glorious War: Vistorious thou, thy Foes ſhalt tread, And Sin and Hell in Triumph lead. 5 Make bare thy potent Arm, And wing th’unerring Dart, With falutary Pangs, To each rebellious Heart : Then dying Souls for Life fhall fue, Numerousas Drops of Morning Dew. |
w o R s H I P. CCCL. C. M. B–. A Hymn for the Evening of the Loso' D 1 FREQU ENT the Day of God retum, * To ſhed its quickening Beams; And yet how flow Devotion burns! How languid are its Flames ! . 2 Accept our faint Attempts to love, o Our Frailties, Lord, forgive; u. We would be like thy Saints above, a And praife thee while we live, 3 Increaſe, O Lord, our Faith and Hope, And fit us to aſcend, | Where the Aſſembly ne'er breaks up, The Sabbath ne’er ſhall end; 4. Where we fhall breathe in heavenly Ain With heavenly Luftre fhine; - Before the Throne of God appear, And feaſt on Love divine; z Where we, in high ſeraphic strains, Shall all our Powers employ; Delighted range the etherial * ,And take our Fill of Joy. " * * CCCLI. C. M. CE NN i ck. Lord's Day Evening, 1 WHEN, 9 dear Jess, when fhall I Behold thee all ferene ? . Bleſt in perpetual Sabbath-Day Without a Veil between ? 3 2 Affift me while I wander here, Amidſt a World of Cares; Incline my Heart to pray with Love, And then accept my Prayers, |
L Q R D 'S D A Y. 3 [Releaſe my Soul from every Chain, No more Hell's Captive lèd ; 1- , And pardon a repenting Child, 1 For whom the Savior bled. 4 Spare me, my God, Ofpare the Soul, That gives itſelf to thee; Take all that I poſſefs below, And give thyſelf to me.] ** 5 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give, To be my Guide and Friend, r r r To fight my Way to ceafeleſs Joys, To Sabbaths without End. i od a. , : CCCLII. L. M. za tº s t , The eternal Sabbath, Heb, iv. 9. * * - , , THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, But there's a nobler Reft above ; To that our laboring Souls aſpire des b With ardent Pangs of ftrong Defire. 2 No more Fatigue, no more Distref, ; , Nor Sin nor fhall reach the Place ; No Groans to mingle with the Songs, i Which warble from immortal Tongues. 3 No rude Alarms of raging Foes; o No Cares to breakthe long Repoſe ; iiri No Midnight Shade, no clouded Sun, f. But ſacred, high, eternal Noon. 4 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, ut there's a nobler Reſt above; that our laboring Souls aſpire i With ardent Pangs of strong Ďefire. " - D d
W O R S H I P. H Y M N S B E F O R E P R A Y E R. CCCLIII. L. M. Cowrer. Exhortation to Prayer. R HAT various Hindrances we meet, In coming to a Mercy-Seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of Prayer, But wiſhes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darkened Cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the Ladder Jacob faw; . Gives Exercife to Faith and Love, Brings every Blesting from above. 3 Restraining Prayer, we ceafe to fight; Prayer makes the Christian's Armor bright; And Satan trembles, when he fees The weakeſt Saint upon his Knees. 4 While Moſes stood with Arms ſpread wide, Succeſs was found on Iſrael's Side; But when thro' Wearineſs they fail'd, That Moment Amalek prevail’d. Have you no Words ? ah, think agai Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your Fellow-Creature's Ear With the fad Tale of all your Care. 6 Were half the Breath thus vainly ſpent, To Heaven in Supplication fent; Your cheerful Song would oftenerbe, “ Hear what the Lord has done for me.” - 5
HYMNS BEFORE PRAYER. CCCLIV. Sevens. I tvill net let thee go except thou bleſ; me, Gen. xxxii. 26. * LORD, I cannot let thee go, "Till a Blesting thou bestow ; Do not turn away thy Face, Mine’s an urgent, prefſing Cafe. 2 Doft thou aſk me who I am ? Ah, my LoRD, thou know’st my Name ! Yet the Question gives a Plea, To ſupport my Suit with thee. 3 Thou didit once a Wretch behold, In Rebellion blindly bold, Scorn thy Grace, thy Power defy, That poor Rebel, Lord, was I. * 4 Once a Sinner near Deſpair Sought thy Mercy-Seat by Prayer; Mercy heard and fet him free, LoRD, that Mercy came to me. 5 Many Days have paſs'd fince then, Many Changes I have feen; Yet have been upheld 'till now, Who could hold me up but thou 6 Thou haft help'd in every Need, This emboldens me to plead : AftāFfo much Mercy paſt, Canft thou let me fink at laſt ? 7 No–I muſt maintain my Hold, 'Tis thy Goodneſs makes me bold; . I can no Denial take, When I plead for Jesu's fake. D d 2
W O R S H I P. - CCCLV. C. M. e JoNEs*. The Succeſsful Reſolve–I will go in unto the Kių 2 3 Esther iv. 16. COMË, humble Sinner, in whoſe Breaſt A thoufand Thoughts revolve, Come, with your Guilt and Fear *** | And make this laſt Refolve. a “ I'll go to Jesus, tho' my Sin “ Hath like a Mountain rofe; “ I know his Courts, I’ll enter in, | « « r - Whatever may oppoſe. | “ Prostrate I’ll lie before his Throne, “ And there my Guilt confeſs, “ I'll tell him I'm a Wretch undone “ Withọut his fovereign Grace. “ I'll to the gracious King approach, “ Whofe Sceptre Pardon gives, “ Perhaps he may command my Touch, “ And then the Suppliant lives. “ Perhaps he will admit my Plea, “ Perhaps will hear my Prayer; “ But if I periſh I will pray, “ And periſh only there. “ I can but periſh if I go, “ I am refolv'd to try : “ For if I stay away, I know “ I muſt for ever die.” * The Rev. Mr. Jones was a truly worthy Pastot of he Baptist Church at Exon, Devon; he departed this Life on April 15, 1765, aged 43. His Succeſfor was my ve "" ble Friend, the Rev. Mr. Thomas Lewis, who died 0° ', 1774, aged 44 Years. This Page is facted to his Memº"
HYMNS BEFORE PRAYER, CCCLVI. S. M. A broken Heart, and a bleeding Savior, NTO thine Altar, LoRD, A broken Heart I bring; And wilt thou graciouſly accept Of fuch a worthlefs Thing? To CHRIsr the bleeding Lamb, My Faith directs its Eyes; Thou mayeſt reject that worthlefs Thing, But not his Sacrifice. When he gave up the Ghoſt, The Law was fatisfy'd; And now to its most rigorous Claims, I anſwer, “ Jesus died.” cccLVII. L. M. Beddour. Holy Boldneſs. SPRINKLED with reconciling Blood, . I dare approach thy Throne, O God; Thy Face no frowning Afpećt wears, Thy Hand no vengeful Thunder bears! Th' incircling Rainbow, peaceful Sign !! Doth with refulgent Brightnefs fhine; , And while my Faith beholds it near, Ibid farewel to every Fear, | Let me my grateful Hòmage pay, With Courage fing, with Fervor pray;: And tho' myſelf a Wretch undone, , Hope for Acceptance thro' thy Son # Thy Son, who on the accurfed Trees. Expired to fet the vilest free ; On this I build my only Claim, -- And all I aſk is in his Name. . D d g .
W O R S H I P. CCCLVIII. Chatham Tune. j. STRAP H arv. The Lord's Prayer, Matt, vi. 9–13. i O UR Father, whoſe eternal Sway The bright angelic Hosts obey, O ! lend a pitying Ear: When on thy awful Name we call, And at thy Feet ſubmiſſive fall, O ! condeſcend to hear. 2 Far may thy glorious Reign extend, May Rebels to thy Sceptre bend, And yield to fovereign Love : May we take Pleaſure to fulfii The facred Dictates of thy Will, As Angels do above. 3 From thy kind Hand each temporal Good, Our Raiment and our daily Food, In rich Abundance come: Lord, give us ftill a freſh Supply, lfthou withhold thy Hand, we die, And fill the filent Tomb. 4 Pardon our Sins, O God! that rife, And call for Vengeance from the Skies ; And while we are forgiven, Grant that Revenge may never reſt, . And Malice harbor in that Breaft 'I hat feels the Love of Heaven. 5 Protećt us in the dangerous Hour, And from the wily Tempter's Power O! ſet our Spirits free; And if Temptation ſhould affail, May mighty Grace o'er all prevail, And lead our Hearts to thee. |
HYMNS BEFORE SERMON. Thine is the Power, to thee belongs The conſtant Tribute of our Songs, , , , , *All Glory to thy Name: “ Let every Creature join our Lays, In one refounding Act of Praife - - - Thy Wonders to proclaim. ri e : - H Y M N s B E F o R E s E R M o N. , ccCLIX. L. M. DR. S. STEN NET r, * | To be fung between Prayer and Sermon, Matt. xviii. zo. - WHERE two or three, with fweet Accord, Obedient to their fovereign LoRD, Meet to recount his Acts of Grace, do And offer folemn Prayer and Praife; : “ There,” fays the Savior, “ will I be, “ Amid this little Company; | ; “ To them unveil my fmiling Face, , “ And ſhed my Glories round the Place.” 3 We meet at thy Command, dear Lord, i , if } Relying on thy faithful Word : Now fend thy Spirit from above, Now fill our Hearts with heavenly Love. CCCLX. C. M. 1 Cor. iii. 6, 7. " IN vain Apollos' filver Tongue, And Paul's with Strains profound, Diffuſe among the liſtening Throng, The Goſpel's gladdening Sound: 2 Jesus, the Work is wholly thine To form the Heart anew, Now, let thy fovereign Grace divine a Each stubborn Soul ſubdue. ,
w o R s H I P. - ECCLXI. As the Old i 12th. Fawcerra. Before Sermon. I THY Prefence, gracious God, afford, Prepare us to receive thy Word: Now let thy Voice engage our Ear, And Faith be mixt with what we hear: Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting Servants bleſs, And crown thy Goſpel with Succeſs. 2 Diſtracting Thoughts and Cares remove, And fix our Hearts and Hopes above; With Food divine may we be fed, . And fatisfy'd with living Bread: Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting Servants biefs, And crown thy Goſpel with Succeſs. 3. To us thy facred Word : | With fovereign Power, and Energy; And may we, in thy Faith and Fear, Reduce to Praćtice what we hear : Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting Servants bleſ, And crown thy Gofpel with Succeſs. 4. Father, in us thy Son reveal; Teach us to know and do thy Will : Thy fåving Power and Love difplay; And guideus to the Realms of Day : Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting Servants bleß, And crown thy Goſpel with Succeſs, CCCLXII.. C. M.. BE DDoM e. The Freeneß of the Goſpel. | 1 HOW free and boundlefs is the Grace Of our redeeming. Gop, Extending to the Greek and jew, And Men of every Blood !
HYMNS) BEFORE SERMON. ------- 2 The mightieſt King, and meaneſt Slave - May his rich Mercy tafte; , , He bids the Beggar and the Prince Unto the Goſpel Feaſt, oitº · · 3 None are excluded dience, but thoſe Who do themſelves exclude ; Welcome the Learned and Polite, The Ignorant and Rude. ' ' , -- - - -v **, ** if, i 1 'n . . . -, - ' 4 Come then, ye Men of every Name, ' ' Of every Rank and Tonguė; What you are willing to receive Doth unto you * , • · , , o, , , , , , , : ' . . CCCLXIII. · Sevens. ---a akſins humib rusta - - - ***** 1 I ORD, we come before thee now, At thy Feet we humbly bow; , , O !, do not our Suit difdain, * : J Shall we feek thee, Lord, in vain?", 2 In thy own appointed Way, Now we feek thee, here we ſtay; • Lor D, from hence we would not go, "Till a Bleffing thou bestow. , ! 3 Send fome Mcffage from thy Word, e That may Joy and Peace afford; ' , , Let thy Spirit now impart e , ! Full Salvation to each Heart. . . . . c i 4 Grant that all may feek, and find Thee a God fupremely kind ; “ ‘ ’ Heal the Sick, the Captive free, Let us all rejoice in thee. ' : ' ' , - - - -
–--- W O R S H I P. CCCLXIV. L. M. The Pool of Beth yda, John v. 2–44 HOW long, thou faithful God, ſhall I Here in thy Ways forgotten lie? When ſhall the Means of Healing be The Channels of thy Grace to me ? 2 Sinners on every Side step in, And waſh away their Pain and Sin; But I, an helpleſs Sin-fick Soul, Still lie expiring at the Pool. 3 Angel and Son of God come down, The facred, Goſpel-Banquet crown; Thy Power into the Means infuſe, And give them now their facred Ufe. Thou feest me lying at the Poel,. I would, thou know'ſt I would be whole: O let the troubled Waters move, And minister thy healing Love. 4 CCCLXV. ToP LADY's Co - Lrc T1oNs. Prayer for Minister and People. 1 TYEAREST Savior, help thy Servant | To proclaim thy wondrous Love ! Pour thy Grace upon this People, That thy Truth they may approvs: Bleſs, O bleſs them, From thy ſhining Courts above. 2 Now thy gracious Word invites them To partake the Goſpel-Feaſt: * Let thy Sri R1’r ſweetly draw them ; Every Soul be Jesu's Gueſt! O receive us, - Lat us find thy promis'd Reſt. -
HYMNS BEFORE SERMON. ccclxvi. L. M. Newros. " Caffing the Goſpel-Net, Luke v. 5. John xxi. 6. 1 Now while the Goſpel-Net is caſt, Do thou, O Lord, the Effort own; From numerous Diſappointments paſt, Teach us to hope in thee alone. z May this be a much favor'd Hour, To Souls in Satan’s Bondage led; ( ) O clothethy Word with:fovereign Power To break the Rocks, and raife the Dead! 3 To Mourners fpeak a cheering Word, On ſeeking Souls vouchſafe to fhine; Let poor Backſliders be reſtor'd, And all thy Saints in Praiſes join. 4 | hear our Prayer, and give us Hope, hat when thy Voice ſhall call us Home, Thou ſtill wilt raife a People up To love and praiſe thee in our Room.] CCCLXVII. S. M. BE D DoM E. He beheld the City and wept over it, John xix. 41, 1 * DID Christ o rr:Sinners weep ? And ſhall our Cheeks be dry ? Let Floods of penitential Grief Burſt forth from every Eye. 2 The Son of God in Tears, i Angels with Wonder fee ! Be thou aſtoniſh'd, O my Soul, He fhcd thoſe Tears for thee. 3 He wept, that we might weep," Each Sin demands a Tear ; In Heaven alone no Sin is found, And there's no Weeping there.
|W O RSHIP. 2 if CCCLXVIII. Helmiſley Tune. E–. A Blestyg requested. (NOME, thou Soul-transforming Spirit, C Bleſs the Sower and the : """ Leteach Heart thy Grace inh fit, R wek, ři ked. From the Goſpel a u sº z. o Now fupply thy People's Need, si O may all enjoy the Bleſſing ! ai uogo which thy Word's deſign'd to give: 2 Let us all, thy Love poſleffing, i Joyfully the Truth receive : , And foi ever - ,., eius gui To thy Praife and Glory live. » " tais CCCLXIX. As the 48th. Blind Bartineus, Lake xviii. 35-38. INFUL, and blind, and poor, And loft without thy Grace, Thy Mercy I implore, And wait to fee thy Face: Begging I fit by the Way-Side, And long to know the crucify'd. Jesus, attend my Cry, l. Thou Son of David, hear, If now thou pasteſt by, Stand ſtill and call me near: The Darkneſs from my Heart remove, And ſhew me now thy pardoning Love. CCCLXX. L. M. BEodowe. Thy Kingdom come, Matt. vi. 10. ASCEND thy Throne, almighty Kig, And ſpread thy Glories all abroad; Let thine own Arm Salvation bring, And be thou known the graçious Gov
HYMNS BEFORE SERMON. - Let Millions bow before thy Seat, Let humble Mourners feek thy Face, Bring daring Rebels to thy Feet, v Subdu'd by thy victorious Grace ri - O let the Kingdoms of the World Become the Kingdoms of the Loro ; Let Saints, and Angels praife thy Name, Be thou thro’ Heaven and Earth ador'd. : - / , * ccclxxi. L. M. zekieſ'; rista of the dry Bones, Ezek. xxxvii. 3. LOOK down, O Lord, with pítying Eye; See Adam’s Race in Ruin lie ; Sin ſpreads its Trophies o'er the Ground, And ſcatters flaughter'd Heaps around. And can theſe mouldering Corpfes live? And can thefe periſh’d Bones revive ? That, mighty God, to thee is known; That wondrous Work is all thy own. | Thy Miniſters are fent in vain To prophefy upon the Slain; Inyain they call, in vain they cry, "Till thine almighty Aid is nigh. But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, Life ſpreads thro' all the Realms of Death; Dry Bones obey thy powerful Voice; They move, they waken, they rejoice: : So when thy Trumpet's awful Sound Shall ſhake the Heavens and rend the Ground, Dead Saints ſhall from their Tombs arife, And ſpring to Life beyond the Skies. R e
VV O R S H I P. II Y M N S A F T E R S E R M O N. CCCLXXII. C. M. | The Parable of the Sower, Matt. xiii. 3–1o. OW, Lord, the heavenly Seedis fown, Be it thy Servants’ Care' . : Thy heavenly Bleſſing to bring down, By humble fervent Prayer. 2 In vain we plant without thine Aid, And water too in vain ; - Lord of the Harveſt, God of Grace, Send down thy heavenly Rain. Then ſhall our cheárful Hearts and Tongues Begin this Song divine; “ Thou, Lord, haft given the rich Increaſe, “ And be the Glory thine.” I 3 CCCLXXIII. As the 148th. NewToN. ON what has now been fown, Thy Blesting, Lord, bestow; The Power is thine alone, - To make it fpring and grow ; Do thou the gracious Harveſt raife, And thou, alone, ſhalt have the Praife. CCCLXXIV. L. M. The Spread of the Goſpel, Matt. vi. 10. } To distant Lands thy Goſpelfend, And thus thy Empire wide extend: To Gentile, Turk, ànd ſtubborn Jew, i hou King of Grace ! Salvation fhew. 2 Where'er thy Sun, or Light arife, Thy Name, O God ! immortalize : May Nations yet unborn confeſs, 'i hy Wifdom, Power, and Righteouſneſs. ----
HYMNS AFTER SERMON. CCCLXXV. C. M. Duties and Privileges, Jude 2o, z r. WHILE Sinners, who prefume to bear ' ' The Christian's facred Name, Throw up the Reins to every Luft,, And in their Shame; i Ye Saints preferv'd in CHristr and call'd, Deteſt their impious Ways, And on the Baſis of your Faith An heavenly Temple raife. i Upon the Spirit's promis'd Aid a Depend from Day to Day, And, while he breathes his quickening Gale, Adore, and praife, and pray. # Preſerve unquench'd your Love to Gop, | And let the Flame arife, And higher and ſtill higher blaze, *Till it afcends the Skies. ; With a tranſporting Joy expect The Grace your LoRo ſhall give, When all his Saints ſhall from his Hands Their Crowns of Life receive. CCCLXXVI. C. M. ToP LADY’s CoLL e crioN. Now is the accepted Time. | COME, guilty Souls, and stee away To CHRIST, and heal your Wounds ; This is the welcome Goſpel-Day Wherein free Grace abounds. z God lov'd the Church, and gave his Son To drink the Cup of Wrath : And Jesus fays he'll caſt out none That come to him by Faith, , , E e 2 -
W O R S H I P. CCCLXXVII. L. M. Dr. S, ST ENN Err Acceptance through Chkist alone, John xiv. { 1 HÖW fhall the Sons of Men appear, Great God, before thine awful Bar? How may the Guilty hope to find Acceptance with th' eternal Mind? z Not Vows, nor Groans, hor broken Cries, Not the moſt coſtly Sacrifice, Not infant Blood profuſely ſpilt, Will expiate a Sinner's Guilf. Thy Blood, dear Jesus, thine alone, Hath fovereign Virtue to atone: Here we will reſt our only Plea - When we approach, great God, to thee. CCCLXXVIII. L. M. Habbakuk iii. 17, 18. S Jesus mine! I'm now prepar'd To meet with what I thought most hard; Yes, let the Winds of Trouble blow, And Comforts melt away like Snow!: No blasted Trees, or failing Crops, Can hinder my eternal Hopes; Tho' Creaturés change, the Lord's the fame, 'Then let me triumph in his Name, 3 CCCLXXIX. Sevens. | " Help, Hoſea xiii. 9. SELF-destroy'd for Help I pray: Help me, Savior, from above, Help me to believe, obey, , Help me to repent, and love, Help me to keep the Graces given, i Help me quite Hell to Heaven,
HYMNs AfrER SERMON.. = - CCCLXXX. C. M. | Felix trembling, Acts xxiv. 24, 2;. * QNEE Felix, cloth’d with Pomp and Power,. ** See his reſplendent Bride Attend to hear a Prifoner preach The Savior crucify'd. z He well defcribes who Jesus was, His Glories and his Love, How he obey'd and bled below, And reigns and pleads above. 3 Felix up starts and trembling cries, “ Go for this Time away; “ I'll hear thee on theſe Points again “ On fome convenient Day.” 4 Attention to the Words of Life " ( ) Let Felix thus adjourn ; Lord, let us make theſe folemn Truths, Our firſt and laſt Concern. CCCLXXXI. S. M. Jabez's Prayer, 1 Chron. iv. 9, 1o. * “O THAT the Lord indeed “ Would me his Servant bleſs, “ From every Evil fhield my Head, “ And crown my Paths with Peace! 2. “ Be his Almighty Hand “ My Helper and my Guide, “ "Till with his Saints in Canaan’s Land,, “ My Portion he divide.” CCCLXXXII. C. M. Pſalm lxxxiv. 8. 1. LORD God: omnipotent to blefs, My Supplication hear; Guardian of Jacob, to my Voice Incline thy gracious Ear. E e. 3:
||| |||||| || |-|-| -| | | || | w o R s H I P. z If I have never yet begun To tread the facred Road, O teach my wandering Feet the Way To Zion's bleft Abode! 3 Or if I'm travelling in the Path, Affift me with thy Strength, And let me fwift Advances make, And reach thine Heaven at length ! 4 My Care, my Hope, my first Request, Are all compris'd in this, | | To follow where thy Saints have led, . And then partake their Blīfs. " CCCLXXXIII. As the toith. Praiff för Salvation. 1 OUR Savior alone, The Lord let us bleſs, Who reigns on his Throne, The Prince of our Peace ; Who evermore faves us By hedding his Blood; All hail, holy Jesus, Our Lord and our Gop ! 2 We thankfully fing Thy Glory and Praiſe, 'I hou merciful Spring Of Pity and Grace : Thy Kindneſs for ever To Men we will tell, And fay, Our dear Savior Redeems us from Hell. 3 Preferve us in Love, While here we abide : O never remove Thy Prefence, nor hide -
| HYMNS AFTER SERMON, Thy glorious Salvation, 'Till each of us fee With Joy the bleſs'd Vifion Completed in thee! CCCLXXXIV. C. M. / Not unto us, Pſalm cxv. 1. |- NOT unto us, but thee alone, Bleſt Lamb, be Glory given ! Here ſhall thy Praiſes be begun, And carried on in Heaven. The Hoſt of Spirits now with thee Eternal Anthems fing : To imitate them here, lo ! we Our Hallelujahs bring. 3 Had we our Tongues like them infpir'd, Like theirs our Songs ſhould rife; Like them we never ſhould be tir'd, But love the Sacrifice. 4 "Till we the Veil of Fleſh lay down, Accept our weaker Lays ; Aud when we reach thy Father's Throne, We'll giye thee nobler Praife. CCCLXXXV. HAR r. Our God forever and ever, Pfalm xlviii. 14. THIS God is the God we adore, Our faithful unchangeable Friend; Whoſe Love is as large as his Power, And neither knows Meaſure nor End : "Tis Jesus the firſt and the last, Whoſe Spirit ſhall guide us fafe Home; We'd praiſe him for all that is paft And truft him for all that's to come, - - - -
W O R S H I P. CCCLXXXVI. C. M. CENN I ck, CHR 1st the Burden of the Song. I THOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, We love to hear of thee; No Mufic's like thy charming Name, Nor half fo fweet can be. 2 O letus ever hear thy Voice, In Mercy to us ſpeak, And in our Priest we will rejoice, Thou great Melchifedec. 3 Our Jesus ſhall be ſtill our Theme, While in this World we stay, We'll fing our Jesu's lovely Name, When all Things elfe decay : 4 When we appear in yonder Cloud, With all thy favor'd Throng, Then will we fing more ſweet, more loud, And CHR1st ſhall be our Song. CCCLXXXVII. Worthy the Lamb. * GLORY to Gon on high! Let Earth and Skies reply; Praifeye his Name : His Love and Grace adore, Who all our Sorrows bore; Sing aloud evermore, | Worthy the Lamb. 2 Jesus, our LoRD and God, Bore Sin's tremendous Load, Praife ye his Name: 'Tell what his Arm hath done, What Spoils from Death he won; s Singhis great Name alone ; Worthy the Lamb,
HYMNS AFTER SERMON. - 3 While they around the Throne Cheerfully join in one, . - Praifing his Name : Thoſe who have felt his Blood Sealing their Peace with God, Sound his dear Fame abroad, - Worthy the Lamb. 4 Join, all ye ranfom'd Race, Our holy Lord to bleſs ; Praife ye his Name : , In him we will rejoice, And make a joyful Noiſe, Shouting with Heart and Voice, Worthy the Lamb. 5 What tho’ we change our Place, Yet we ſhall never ceafe Praifing his Name : To him our Songs we bring, Hail him, our gracious King, And without ceaſing fing, | Worthy the Lamb. 6 Then let the Hosts above, ' ’ . In Realms of endlefs Love, Praiſe his dear Name : To him aſcribed be Honor and Majesty, Thro' all Eternity ; Worthy the Lamb. * CCCLXXXVIII. L. M. HART. At Di/miffion. I DISMISS us with thy Blesting, LoRD, Help us to feed upon thy Word, All that has béen amifs forgive, And let thy Truth within us live.
w o R * s H I P. - - 2 Tho' we are Guilty, thou art Good, Waſh all our Works in Jesu's Blood; Give every fetter'd Soul Releaſe, - , * And bid us all depart in Peace. * l. -ccclxxxix. Helmſley Tune. 4* The fame. » . |||||||||| | | | | || I LORD, difmifs us with thy Bleſfing, Fill our Hearts with Joy and Peace; Let us each thy Love poffeffing, - Triumr', n redeeming Grace : O refreſh us ! - Travelling through this Wilderneſs. 2 Thanks we give and Adoration, For thy Goſpel's joyful Sound, May the Fruits of thy Salvation In our Hearts and Lives abound :: May thy Prefence With us evermore be found ! 3 So, whene'er the Signal's given, Us from Earth to call away ; Borne on Angels’ Wings to Heaven, Glad to leave our cumbrous Clay,. May we ready, Rife and reign in endlefs Day! CCCXC. C. M. San Fification and Growth, Heb. xiii. 13, 20, | NOW may the God of Peace and Love, 'ho from the imprifoning Grave, Reſtor'd the Shepherd of the Sheep, * Omnipotent to fave, * | – i-----
HYMNS AFTER SERMON. : Thro' the rich Merits of that Blood, Which he on Calvary ſpilt, To make th’ eternal Cov'nant fure, * On which our Hopes are built, . . . . . ; ! Perfect our Souls in every Grace o': * Tº accompliſh all his Will, i , , v And all that's pleaſing in his Sight. . . . . Inſpire us to fulfil! - 4 For the great Mediator's Sake, , ) ; We every Bleſſing pray: * } * With Glory let his Name be crown'd, i Thro' Heaven's eternal Day! , , , , , ; CCCXCI. L. M. The Peace of God/ball keep, &c. Phil. iv. 7. 1 THE Peace which God alone reveals, ' ' And by his Word of Grace imparts, Which only the Believer feels, Direct and keep, and cheer our Hearts: And may the holy Three in One, 2 The FATHER, WoRD, and CoM FøRT ER Pour an abundant Bleffingdown On every Soul affembled here! CCCXCII. NE w To N. May the Grace, &c. 2 Cor. xiii. 14. MAY the Grace of CHR1s T our Savior, And the FATH ER’s boundleſs Love, With the Holy SPIRIT’s Favor Reſt upon us from above! Thus may we abide in Union With each other, and the LoRD ; And poſſeſs, in ſweet Communion, joys which Earth cannot afford.
W Ó R S H I P. . . . . .si z iga D O x o o G, I E S- | 77 CCCXCIII., C. M. To Father, sos; and Holy Ghost, Who made the Earth and Heaven, fritt Of equal Dignity polfeſt, - Be equal Honors given. itse ir llah o CCCXCIV. S. M. BeoboMe. na T O the eternal THREE, In Will and Effence One, Be univerſal Homage paid, Coequal Honors done. o o CCCXCV. L. M. Bp. Ken. P RAISE God, from whom all Bleſſings flow, Praiſe him all Creatures here below ; Praife him above, ye heavenly Hoft, Praife FATHER, SoN, and Holy G Hosr. CCCXCVI. As the 1o4th. GIVE Glory to Gob; ye Children of Men, And publiſh abroad, again and again, The Son’s glorious Merit, the FATHER's free Grace ; The Gifts of the SP I RIT, to Adam's loſt Race. CCCXCVII. BENT LE Y's CollectioN. To FATH ER, SoN, and HoLY G Host, Be Praife amid the heavenly Hoſt, And in the Church below ; From whom all Creatures drew their Breath, By whom Redemption bleſs'd the Earth, * From whom all Comforts flow !
T H E - W O R L D. T H E w o R L D. CCCXCVIII. L. M. Blackmore. The razio of sanib Thingi., , , , * ºf" w hi - - / ’ | WHAT are Postestions, Fanægand Power, The boaſted Splendor of the Great ? What Gold, which dazzled Eyes adore, And ſeek with endleſs Toils and Sweat? : Expreſs their Charms, declare their Uſe, That we their Merit may defcry; Tell us what Good they can produce, : - . Or whát important Want ſupply? : ; If, wounded with the Senſe of Sin, , , .. To them for Pardon we ſhould Pray, , , Will they reſtore our Peace within; : : : And waſh ourguilty Stains away? { Can they celestial Life inſpire, “ 2 ... » Nature with Power Divine renew, - - With pure and facred Tranſports fire ! Our Bofoms, and our Lusts ſubdue ? : , . : ; ; When with the Pangs of Death we ſtrive, , hęre for loft, * · * Will they fupportus, will they give , , :.: a“. Kind Suécour, when we needitnost? 6 When at th' Almighty's awful Bar ; º & To hear our final Boom westand, ', Can they incline the Judg, to e iritt ". ; Or wreſt the vers : omfis Hand? * l= a - -
T H E W O R L D. 7 Can they protect us from Deſpair, From the dark Reign of Death and Hell, Crown us with and throne us where The Juſt, in Joys immortal dwell? 8 Sinners, your Idols we deſpife, If theſe Reliefs they cannot grant; Why ſhould we fuch Deluſions prize, And pine in everlaſting Want ? ) e tij CCCXCIX. C. M. DR. S. Srex Netr Vanity of the World, Pſalm iv. 6. " IN vain the giddy World inquires, Forgetful of their God, “ Who will ſupply our vaſt Defires, “ Or ſhew us any Good?” 2 Thro’ the wide Circuit of the Earth Their eager Wiſhes rove, ig, In Chace of Honor, Wealth, and Mirth, The Phantoms of their Love. 3 But oft theſe ſhadowy Joys elude , Their moſt intenſe Purſuitzi. Or if they feize the faneied Good, There's Poiſon in the Fruit. 4 Lord, from this World call of my Love, Set my Affections right: 1:1 Bid me áſpire to Joys above, And walk no more by Sight, 5 O let the Glories of thy Face Upon my Bofom fhine: Aſur'd of thy forgiving Grace, My Joys will be divine.2 d.
T H E W O R L D. CCCC., C. M. NE ED HAM. The rich Fool/urprista, Luke xii. 16–22. ELUDED Souls ! who think to find | A folid Bliſs below: . Bliſs! the fair Flower of Paradiſe, | On Earth can never grow. | See how the fooliſh Wretch is pleas'd, Tº increafe his worldly Store; Too fcanty now he finds his Barns, And covets Room for more. ; “ What ſhall I do?” distrest he cries, “ This Scheme will I purſue : “ My fcanty Barns ſhall now come down, “ I'll build them large and new. 4 “ Here will I lay my Fruits, and bid “ My Soul to take its Eafe : “ Eat, drink, be glad, my laſting Store “ Shall give what Joys I pleaſe.” ; Scarce had he ſpoke, when lo! from Heaven The Almighty made reply: “ For whom dost thou provide, thou Fool? “ This Night Thyſelf ſhall die.” 6 Teach me, my God, all earthly Joys Are but an empty Dream : And may I feek my Blifs alone, In thee the good Supreme! · CCCCI. C. M. The whole World no Compenſation for the Lof ofone \ Soul, Mark viii. 36. 1 LORD, íhall we part with Gold for Drofs, With folid Good for Show ? Out-live our Bliſs, and mourn our Lofs | In everlasting Woe ? – ---- –
T H E WO RI, D. 2 Letus not lofe the living God, For one ſhort Dream of Joy; With fond Embrace cling to a Clod, And fling all Heaven away. 3 Vain World, thy weak Attempts forbear, We all thy Charms defy; And rate our precious Souls too dear , For all the Wealth to buy. CCCCII. L. M. DR. WAT Ts’s Lyric. I The Farewell, * DEAD be my Heart to all below, To mortal Joys and mortal Cares ; To fenfual Bliſs that charmsus fo, Be dark, mine Eyes, and deaf, my Ears. . z Lord, I renounce my carnal Taste Of the fair Fruit that Sinners prize : Their Paradife fhall never waſte One Thought of mine, but to deſpiſë, 3 All earthly Joys are over-weigh’d With Mountains of vexatious Care; . And where’s the Sweet that is not laid A Bait to fome deſtrućtive Snare? 4. Begone, for ever, mortal Things! : Thou mighty Mole-Hill, Earth, farewell! Angels aſpire on lofty Wings, And leave the Globe for Ants to dwell. 5 Come, Heaven, and fill my vast Defires, My Soul purfues the fovereign Good: She was all made of heavenly Fires, Nor can fhe live on meaner Food.
T H E C H U R C H. T H E G O S P E L C H U R C H. CCCCIII. C. M. The Church deſcribed; or, the Stability and Glory of Sion, Cant. vi. 1 o. I GNAY who is fhe, that looks abroad Like the ſweet-blufhing Dawn, When with her living Light ſhe paints The Dew Drops of the Lawn : 2 Fair as the Moon, when in the Skies Serene her Throne fhe guides, And o'er the twinkling Stars fupreme In full-orb’d Glory rides : * 3 Clear as the Sun, when from the Eaſt Without a Cloud he ſprings, And ſcatters boundlefs Light and Heat, From his reſplendent Wings: 4 Tremendous as an Host that moves Majeſtically flow, . With Banners wide-diſplay'd, all arm'd, All ardent for the Foe! - 5 This is the Church by Heaven array'd With Strength and Grace divine, Thus ſhall ſhe ſtrike her Foes with Dread, And thus her Glories fhine. CCCCIV. L. M. Steelr. The Preſence of CHR1st the Joy of his People. ' THE wondering Nations have beheld The facred Prophefy fulfill'd, And Angels hail'd the glorious Morn, That ſhew'd the great Meſfiah born : F f 3
T H E C H U R c. ft. 2 The Prince ! the Savior f long deſir’d, Whom Men foretold, by Heaven inſpir'd, And raptur'd faw the blifsful Day Rife o'er the World with healing Ray. Oft, in the Temples of his Grace, His Saints behold his fmiling Face; And oft have feen his Glóry ſhine, With Power and Majeſty divine : But foon, alas ! his Abfenee mourn, And pray and wiſh his kind Return ; Without his Life-inſpiring Light, 'Tis all a Scene of gloomy Night. Come, deareſt Lord, thy Children cry, Our Graces droop, our Comforts die; Return, and let thy Glories rife Again to our admiring Eyes; "Till fill'd with Light, and Joy, and Lore, Thy Courts below, like thoſe above, Triumphant Hallelujahs raife, And Heaven and Earth refound thy Praiſe. CCCCV. C. M. Dr. Dopprince, A/King the Way to Sion, Jer. l. 5. l ENQUIRE, ye Pilgrims, for the Way That leads to Sion’s Hill, And thither fet your steady Face, With a determin’d Will. a Invite the Strangers all around Your pious March to join ; And ſpread the Sentiments yot Of Faith and Love divine.
* --- - -- - T H E C H U R C H. E O come, and to his Temple haste, And ſeek his Favor there ; Before his Footſtool humbly bow, And pour your fervent Prayer ! 4 O come, and join your Souls to Goo . In everlasting Bands, Accept the Bleffings he beſtows, With thankful Hearts and Hands. CCCCVI. As the 148th. DR. DoD DR1 dc E. At the forming a Church. Iſaiah lvi. 6, 7. Matt. xxi. 13. and Eph. ii. 19. I GREAT Father of Mankind, We bleſs that wondrous Grace,' Which could for Gentiles find Within thy Courts a Place : How kind the Care Our God diſplays, For us to A Houſe of Prayer ! 2 Tho' once estranged far, We now approach the Throne; For Jesus brings us near, And makes our Caufe his own : » Strangers no more, * . To thee we come, And find our Home, And reſt fecure. 3 To thee our Souls we join, And love thy facred Name; No more our own, but thine, We triumph in thy Claim ; Our » Thy Covenant-Grace Our Souls embrace, Thy Titles fing.
T H E C H U R C H. 4 Here in thy Houfe we feast On Dainties all divine; And, while fuch Sweets we tafte, With Joy our Faces fhine : Incenſe ſhall rife From Flames of Love, And Gop approve The Sacrifice. 5 May all the Nations throng To worſhip in thy Houfe ; And thou attend the Song, And fmile upon their Vows; Indulgent ſtill, A ”Till Earth conſpire To join the Choir On Zioz’s Hill. CCCCVII. L. M. DR. Doppri dce. The Institution ofa Goſpel Ministry from CHRIST, - Eph. iv. 8, 11, i 2. I FATHER of Mercies, in thy Houfe Smile on our Homage, and our Vows; While with a grateful Heart we ſhare Theſe Pledges of our Savior's Care. 2 The Savior, when to Heaven he rofe In ſplendid Triumph o'er his Foes, Scatter'd his Gifts on Men below, And wide his royal Bounties flow. 3 Hence ſprung th' Apostles honor'd Name, Sacred beyond heroic Fame; In lowlier Forms to bleſs our Eyes, Pasters from hence, and Teachers rife.
T H E C H U R C H, |- | 4 From Christr their varied Gifts derive, | | And fed by Christ their Graces live; | While, guarded by his potent Hand, 'Midſt all the Rage of Hell they stand. | Thro' the laſt Courſes of the Sun; ) While unborn Churches by their Care , Shall rife and flouriſh large and fair. í Jesus our Lord, their Hearts ſhall know, The Spring, whence all theſe Blestings flow: Pastors and People fhout his Praife ||||||||| Thro' the long Round of endleſs Days. | | So ſhall the bright Succeſſion run | - | ccccvIII. L. M. | Da ending a Member into the Work of the Ministry§ Iſaiah's Obedience to the heavenly Wifion, Ifa. vi. 8. | I OUR God afcends his lofty Throne, i Array'd in Majesty unknown; His Luftre all the Temple fills, en i | And ſpreads o'er all th' ethereal Hills. 2 The holy, holy, holy LoRD, By all the Seraphim ador'd, And, while they ſtand beneath his Seat, * || They veil their Faces, and their Feet. I 3 Lorp, how can finful Lips proclaim The Honors of ſo great a Name ? * O for thine Altar’s glowing Coal To touch his Lips, to fire his Soul ! | 4 Then, if a Mefenger thou aſk, |||||||||||| A Laborer for the hardeſt Taſk, - |||||||||||||| Thro' all his Weakneſs and his Fear, || Lo è stali reply, “ Thy Servant's here.” | | || || | If fung on any other Occaſion, “ his,” in the three last Verfes, may be exchanged for “ my." || . –
T H E C H U R C H. 5 Nor let his willing Soul complain, Tho' all its Efforts feem in vain; It ample Recompence ſhall be, But to have wrought, O God, for thee. CCCCIX. L. M. DR. DoD DRID GE. Seeking Direction in the Choice of a Pastor. I SHEPHERD of Iſrael, bend thine Ear, Thy Servants' Groans indulgent hear; Perplex'd, distrefs'd, to thee we cry, And feek the Guidance of thine Eye. 2 Send forth, O Lord, thy Truth and Light, To guide our doubtful Footsteps right: Our drooping Hearts, O God, fustain, Nor let us feek thy Face in vain. Return, in Ways of Peace return, Nor let thy Flock neglected mourn ; May our bleſs'd Eyes a Shepherd fee, Dear to our Souls, and dear to thee ! ccccx. C. M. Dr. Doborroce Watching for Souls. An Ordination Hymn, Heb. xiii. 17. 1 I ET Sion’s Watchmen all awake, And take th' Alarm they give; Now let them, from the Mouth of Gop, Their awful Charge receive. 2 ’Tis not a Caufe offmall Import, The Paſtor's Care demands; But what might fill an Angel's Heart, And fill'd a Savior's Hands. 3 They watch for Souls, for which the Lora Did heavenly Bliſs forego; For Souls, which muſt for ever live, In Raptures, or in Woe. . . -
O R D I N AT I O N. 4 All to the great Tribunal hafte, - Th’ Account to render there ; - And ſhouldſt thou strićtly mark our Faults, Lord, where ſhould we appear ! 5 May they, that Jesus whom they preach, Their own Redeemer fee, - And watch thou daily o'er their Souls, That they may watch for thee. ccccxl. L. M. Dr. Doporidor. The Goodneß of God acknowledged in giving Pastors after his own Heart, Jer. iii. 15 §. At the Settlement ofa Minister. 1 SHEPHERD of Iſrael, thou dost keep With constant Care, thy humble Sheep; By thee inferior Paſtors rife - To feed our Souls, and bleſs our Eyes. 2 To all thy Churches fuch impart, : Modell'd by thy own gracious Heart; Whoſe Courage, Watchfulnefs, and Love Men may atteſt, and God approve. 4 Fed by their aćtive tender Care, Healthful may all thy Sheep appear; - . And, by their fair Example led, « The Way to Zion's Pasture tread ! 4 Here haft thou listen'd to our Vows, And ſcatter'd Blestings on thy Houſe; Thy Saints are fuccour'd, and no more As Sheep without a Guide deplore. 5 Completely heal each former Stroke, , And bleſs the Shepherd and the Flock; Confirm the Hopes thy Mercies raiſe, And own this Tribute of our Praife. » : * - - * * 4 See Hymn ccccvii. and Aſſociation Hymns. v
T H ET C H U R C H. - CCCCXII. C. M. DR. DoD DRIDGE. CHR1st's Care ofMinister, and Churches, Rev, ii, i I VVE bleſs th' eternal Source of Light, Who makes the Stars to fhine; And, thro' this dark beclouded World, Diffufeth Rays divine. z We bleſs the Churches fovereign King, Whoſe golden Lamps we are; Fix'd in the Temples of his Love To fhine with Radiance fair. 3 Still be our Purity preferv'd; Still fed with Oil the Flame; And in deep Charaćters inſcrib’d Our heavenly Maſter's Name. ' 4 Then, while between our Ranks he walks,And all our State furveys, oT His Smiles ſhall with new Luftre deck o The People of his Praiſe. i u bol - CCCCXIII. as L. M. On the dangerou tilne efa Minister. |.i . ... 1 O THOU, before who hrone, We bow our füp lant pirits down, View the fad Breaft, the streaming Eye, H And let oửr Sorrows pie e Sky. * 2 Thou know'st the anxios ares We feel, And all our tremblin; Lips w 'Thou only canft a e our Grief- 9 ; And Our woe. . 3 Tho' we have finn' The Vengeance hoy r He Yet, thy | Norturn afide tŘy People's Prayer,
f H E c H U R c H. ---- 4 Avert hy ſwift deſcending Stroke, . Norfmite the Shepherd o the Flock, : Lest o'er the barren Waſte we stray, " To prowling Wolves an eaſy Prey. s Restore him finking to the Grave, ' ’ Stretch out thine Arm, make hafie to fave; Back to our Hopes and Wiſhes give, . And bid our Friend and Father live." 6 Bound to each Soul by tenderest Ties, ' ' In every Breast his Image lies; - Thy pitying Aid, O Gop, impart, . Nor rend him from each bleeding Heart. 7 Yet if our Supplications fail, ' ; And Prayers and Tears can Naughtferi. Condemn'd on this dark Deſert Coast, ~ To mourn our much-lov’d Leader loft : " 8 Be thou his Strength, be thou his Stay. Support him thro’ the gloomy Way, , , , Comfort his Soul, furround his Bed, , And guide him thro' the dreary Shade. 9 Around him may thy Angels wait, Deck'd with their Robes of heavenly State, To teach his happy Soul to rife, .* And waft him to his native Skies. * ccccxly. C. M. . . . At a Minister’s leaving ## People.–Paul's fakwil - Charge, Acts xx. 26, 27. , -i l WHEN Paul was parted from hi, Friends, It was a weepifig Day; | But Jesus madët :rn all'amends, - - And wip'd their Tears away. , . ; */ G g : : : .. . . .
T H E C H U R G H. - 2 In Heaven they met again with Joy, A(Secure no more to parti H- . :ienio employ, Where Praif I . C ri; weiq o - r- _* And Pleaſurest 3 Thus all the Preachers of his Grace a Their Children foon fhall meet; Together fee their Savior's Face, , on a And worſhip at his Feet. uno bi v| 4 Buthey who heard the Word in vain, i - Tho' oft and plainly warn'd; Will tremble when they meet again - - - » ' . The Ministers they ſcorn d. | | | ------ - - 5 On your own Heads your Bloodwill fall | If any periſh here ; , The Preachers who have told you all, Shall stand approv'd and clear. 6 Yet, Lord, to fave themſelves alone, Is not their utmoſt View ; ; O ! hear their Prayer, thy Meſſage own, And fave their Hearers too. ccccxv. L. M. *** r The People's Prayer för their Minister. : WITH heavenly Power, O Lorn, defend ” ’ . Him whom we now to thee commend; His Perfon bleſs, his Soul fecure, And make him to the End endure. 2 Gird him with all-fufficient Grace; Direċt his Feet in Paths of Peace ; - Thy Truth and Faithfulnefs fulfil, And help him to obey thy Will,
T H E C H U R c. H. ; Before him thy Protection fend ; . O love him, fave him to the End ! Nor let him, as thy Pilgrim, rove Without the Convoy of thy Love: Enlarge, enflame, and fill his Heart, In him thy mighty Power exert : ' That Thouſands yet unborn may praiſe 3 - * * The Wonders of redeeming Grace. , ! } ccccxvi. Dr. Ginross. . . . . The Postor's Wyz for his Peopleș, Phil. iv. 1, , MY Brethren from my Heart belov'd, Whoſe Welfare fills my daily Care, My preſent Joy, my future Crown, "." The Word of Exhortation hear. Stand fast upon the folid Rock, Of the Redeemer's Righteoufneſs, 1 Adorn the Goſpel with your Lives, -, -, And practife what your Lips profeſs. ' " . with Pleaſure meditate the Hour,” “** When he, deſcending from the Skies, ist. , : Shall bid your Bodies," meangandivile, f: , O In his all-glorious Image rife. ::: - --: v : " ' . . .: , izs, afir, ev, z e- :23a i Glory in his dear, honor'd’Name, To him inviolably cleave ; ::o : . i: ', } Your All he purchas'd by his Blood, " " "; Nor let him leſs than All receive. . . .: i Such is your Paſtor's faithful Charge, --. - Whoſe Soul defires not yours, but you, - , g. it , O may lie at the Lord's Right-Hand, , Himſelf and all his People view! G g 2 Given out at Dr. Gibbons's Meeting Houſe, July 21, :782; when the Place was to be ſhut up for Repair.
T H E G H U R C H s ...... - CCCCXVII. L. M. e a At a Choice of Deacons, 1 Tim. iii. 8-13. */ - -- - ș FAIR Sion's King, we bow, And hail the Grace thy Church enjoys; The holieſt Deacons are thy own, Li With all the Gifts thy Love employs. 2 Up to thy Throne, we lift our Eyes, For Blestings to attend our Choice §, Of ſuch, whofs generous, prudent Zeal Shall make thy fayor'd Ways rejoice, a w 1. 3 Happy in Jesus their own Lord; " | May they his ſacred Table ſpread, The Table of their Pastor fill, " And fill the holy Poor with Bread! 4 [When Pastor, Saints, and Poor, they ferre, , May their own Hearts with Grace be crown'd? While Patience, Sympathy, and Joy na i Adorn, and thro' their Lives,abound.] la dirii : s By purest Love to Chaisrand Truth, O may they win a good Degree Of Boldneſs in the Christian Faith, | And meet the Smile of thine and thee! iala . - * 6 And when the Work to them astign’d The Work of Love is fully done, Call them from ferving Tables here, "", To fit around thy glorious Throne. § If this Hymn be fung beföre the choice, then the ſecond Line of the fecond Verſe may stand thus, * “ For Wiſdom to direct our Choice.” -
G LOR Y PREDICTED. ccccxvIII. Gloriaus Things ſpoken of Zion the City of God, Iſaiah xxxiii. 2o, 21. l I GLORIOUS Things of thee are ſpoken, Zion, City of our God ! , ' ; je' He, whoſe Word can not be broken, . . Form’d thee for his own Abode : On the Rock of Ages founded, What can fhake đổ fure Repoſe ? With Salvation's Walls furrounded Thou may’st ſmile at all thy Foes. - - - - 2 [See ! the Streams of living Waters Springing from eternal Love, Well fupply thy Sons and Daughters, And all Fear of Want remove :: - Who can faint while fuch a River Ever flows their Thirst t’ affuage ? Grace, which like, the LoR D, the Giver, . Never fails from Age to Age. 3 Round each Habitation hovering * See the Cloud and Fire appearł For a Glory and a Covering, , , , , , , Shewing that the LoR D is near: . . . . . . . Thus deriying from their Banner , Light by Night and Shade by Day; Safe they feed upon the Manna . . . ... Which Ře gives them when they pray.]. ; 4 Bleſt Inhabitants of Zion, Waſh'd in the Redeemer's Blood ! ... Jesus, whom their Souls rely on, - Makes them Kings and Prieſts to God : : : : 'Tis his Love his People faiſes :: - . . . . Over Self to reign as Kings, ' . ' And as Priests, his folemn Praiſes : ':.* Each for a Thank-offering brings, G g3 * , * a
Savior, if of Zion's City , , 5 I thro’ Grace a ; Let the World deride or pity, I will glory in thy Name: Fading is the Worldling's Pleaſure, All his boaſted Pomp and Show! Solid Joys and lasting Treaſure, None but Zion’s Children know. CCCCXIX, C, M. The Inereaſe of the Chárch promiſed and plaadid, Pſalm ii. 8. To thine exalted Son, That thro’ the Nations of the Earth Thy Word of Life ſhall run ? 2 “ Aik, and I give the Heather Lands “, For thine Inheritance, “ And to the World’s remoteft Shores “ Thine Empire ſhall advance.” 3 Haft thou not faid the blinded Jews Shall their Redeemer own ; While Geztiles to his Standard crowd, Änd bow before his Throne 4 [When ſhall th’untutor'd Indian Tribes, A dark bewilder’d Race, Sit down at our Immanuel’s Feet, And learn and feel his Grace.] 5 Are net all Kingdoms, Tribes, and Tongues, Under th’ Expanſe of Heaven, To the Dominion of thy Son, Without Exemption given? i FATHER, is not thy Promiſe pledg'd |
GLORY PRAYED FOR. | From East to West, from North to South, Then be his Name ador'd ! Europe, with all thy Millions, ſhout Hofannahs to thy LoRD ! Asta and Africa, refound From Shore to Shore his Fame; And thou, America, in Songs Redeeming Love proclaim ! CCCCXX. C. M. Prayer for Miſſionaries. - GREAT God, the Nations of the Earth ’r : Are by Creation thine ; And in thy Works by all beheld, . , , , Thy radiant Glories ſhine. .. " . ' 2 But, Lord, thy greater Love has fent . : Thy Goſpel to Mankind, - Unveiling what rich Stores of Grace . Are treaſur'd in thy Mind. ' , . 3 Lord, when fhall thefe glad Tidings ſpread The ſpacious Earth around, - 'Till every Tribe, and every Soul, . Shall hear the joyful Sound ? 4 O when ſhall Afric's fable Sons Enjoy the heavenly Word, And Vaſfals long-enflav'd become The Freedmen of the Lord ? $ When ſhall th' untutor'd Heathen Tribes, A dark bewilder'd Race, * Sit down at our Immanuel's Feet, And learn and feel his Grace ? | | |
T H E C H U R C H ”S 6 Haste, fovereign Mercy, and transferm Their Cruelty to Love; Soften the Tiger to a Lamb, The Vulture to a Dove ! 7 Smile, Lor p, on eaeh divine Attempt To ſpread the Goſpel's Rays, And build on Sin’s demoliſh’d Throne The Temples of thy Praife ! CCCCXXI. - L. M. Longing for the Latter Day Glory. J How many Years has Man been driven Far off from Happineſs and Heaven? When wilt thou, gracious Lord, reſtore Thy wandering Church, to roam no more? 2 Six thouſand Years are nearly past Since Adam from thy șight was cast; And ever fince, his fallen Race, From Age to Age are void of Grace. 3 when will the happy Trump proclaim The Judgment of the martyrd Lamb ? When ſhall the captive ps be free, And keep th' eterrial Jubilee ! . Haften it, Lord, in every Land, Send thou thine Angels and command; “ Go found Deliverance; loudly blow ** Salvation to the Saints below !” 5 We want to have the Day appear! The promis'd great Sabbatic Year, When far from Grief, and Sin, and Hell, Iſrael in ceafeleſs Peace ſhall dwell, -
GLORY PRAYED FOR. - 5 "Till then, we will not let thee reſt, * Thou still fhalt hear our strong Request ; , " And this our daily Prayer ſhall be, Lord, found the Trump of Jubilee. , , ) ) * i ccccxxII. As the old 1 12th. . Gentiks prayingJorjawi, Rom.xi, 1, 2,2 5. 26. - - * *- ! " . * * * * - - - FATHER of faithful Abra'm, hear , ,* * * Our earneſt Suit for Abra'm's Seed; . Justly they claim the foftest Prayer From us, adopted in their Stead: , ' . . Who Mercy thro' their Fall obtain, i 1 . And Christ by their Rejection gain. " ' ’ Outcasts from thee, and fcatter'd wide Thro' every Nation under Heaven, ' ' , Blaſpheming whom they crucify'd, - ' unpity'd, unforgiv'n : - Branded like Cain, they bear their Load, ſ Abhorr'd of Men, and curs'd of Gop, , , , , But hast thou finally forfook, For ever caſt thy own away ? - Wilt thou not bid the Murderers look . ' On him they pierc'd; and weep and pray?, s. Yes, gracious Lor p, thy Word is past : , “All Iſrael ſhall be fay'd at laſt.” ... . . . . . 4 Come then, thou great Deliverer, come; The Veil from Jacob's Heart remove, : - Receive thy ancient People Home, - That, quicken’d by thy dying Love, The World may their Reception view, And ſhout to Gop, the Glory due. |
T H E C H U R c H. z Do not I love thee from my Soul ? ' Then let me Nothing love; i * - Dead be my Heart to every Joy, . When Jesus cannot move. , , , * { I - ef i | | ||| 3 Is not thy Name melodious stil!" To mine attentive Ear ? - Doth not each Pulfe with Pleaſure bound :/ My Savior's Voice to hear? , 4 [Haft thou a Lamb in all thy Flock, I would difdain to feed ? Haft thou a Foe, before whoſe Face I fear thy Caufe to plead? 5 Would not mine ardent Spirit vie , With Angels round the Thronę, To execute thy facred Will, - And make thy Glory known ? ' || 6 Would not my Heart pour forth its Blood In Honor of thy Name ? And challenge the cold Hand of Death To damp th'immortal Flame ?] 7 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord, , But, Oh ! I long to foar - Far from the Sphere of mortal Joys, And learn to love thee more. CCCCXXVI. L. M. BED doME, Prayer for Ministers. * FATHER of Mercies, bow thine Ear, Attentive to our carneſt Prayer; / We plead for thoſe who plead for tħce, Succeſsful Pleaders may they be: ' –– – – - - - - - -**
= : ASSOCIATIONS. 2 How great their Work, how vast their Charge! Do thou their anxious Souls enlarge; Their beſt Acquirements are our ềin, We ſhare the Blestings they obtain. ; 3 Clothe then with Energy divine ; ' , , Their Words, and letthof Words be thine: To them thy facred Truth reveal, . Suppreſs their Fear, infiame their Zeal, 4 Teach them tơ low the precious,Seed, si Teach them thy chofen Flock to feed : Teach them immortal Souls to gain - G Souls that will well reward their Pain. 5 Let thronging Multitudes around, . . . . Hear from their Lips the joyful Sound; In humble Strains thy Grace implore, And feel thy new-ereating Power. 6 Let Sinners break their masty Chains, . . . Distrested Souls forget their Pains; Let Light thro' distant Realms be ſpread, . And Zion rear her drooping Head. ccccxxvII. Altered by Rylaxp, Junior. · Prov.- c. a rai .:: , . . . Prvºrhra raivi 1 SAVIOR,vifit thy Plantation, Grant us, LoRn, a gracious Rain! . ' All will come to Defolation, - , Unleſs thou return again : LoRD, revive us, . - ' , ,. - 5 - All our Help muſt come from thee. 2 Keep no longer at a Distance, , ' ’. upon us from on high ; - Left, for want of thine Affifiance, . \ Every Plant ſhould droop and die. Lord, &c. ----- - H h |
.^ T H É A C H U RAC H. - 3 Surely, once thy Garden nouriſh'd, Every Part look'd gay and green; Then thy Word our Spirits nouriſh'd, Happy Seaſons we have feen! **** Lord, 4 [But a Drought has fince fue - k ' Ända fad Þecline we fee Lor p, thy is greatly needed, Help can only come from thee: Lord, 5 Where are thoſe we counted Leaders, Fill'd with Zeál, and Love, and Truth? Old Profeſſors, tall as Cedars," , Bright Examples to our Youth! Lord,| * Some, in whom we once delighted, We ſhall meet no more below, . Some, alas! we fear are blighted, Scarce a fingle Leaf they ſhow: Lord, Younger Plants–the Sight how pleafant 7 Cover'd thick with ftood But they cauſe us Grief at preſent, . Frostshave nipp'd them in theBud! Laris 8 Deareſt Savior, haften hither, Thou canít make them bloom again; Oh, permio them not to wither, Let not all our Hopes be vain! Lord, &c 9 Let our mutual Love be fervent, . Make us prevalent in Prayers; Let each one esteem'd thy Servant, \ . ShuntheWorld'sbewitchingSnares: Lor to Break the Tempter's fatal Power, Turn the ſtony Heart to Fleſh ; And begin, from this good Hour, a To revive thy Work afreſh : Iord, revive us, All our Help must come from thee.
| | Assocị ATI o N s. r ccccxxviII.' Helmstey fune. -- || | . . . -. , , \ \ \ Longing for the Spread of the Goſpel. Go 2 * | | . ::::: ---- . . . . . . i : * || | 0ER the gloomy Hills of Darkneſs, . . . , Look, my Soul, be still, and gaze,All the Promifes do travail . . . " | With a glorious Day of Grace: . - | Bleſſed Jubilee, ' ' ' ! | Let thy glorious Morning dawn. " - , | - » z - * - i. * , ' ' - 3 - ' i Let the Indian, let the Negro, , , , , , : „, , , Let the rude “ That divine and glorious Conquest, , Once obtain'd on Calvary ; - Let the Goſpel . · · · | Loud refound from Pole to Pole: - ; r ! Kingdoms wide that fit in Darkneſs, , , , ; ' Grant them, Los D, the glorious Light, , , And from eastern Coast to western, , , May the Mórning chaſe the Night, , And Redemption : . , Freely purchas'd, win the Day. . . . . May the glorious Day approaching, : , , From eternal Darkneſs dawn, . . . ; : : : : And the everlasting Goſpel . . . . » . . . . Spread holy Name; ... . . . . . . All the Borders - - Of the great IMMA su el.’s Land.- ** --' ’ Fly abroad, thou mighty Goſpel, .. ' " * Win and conquer, never ceaſe; - May thy laſting wide Dominions Multiply, and still increaſe; Sway thy Sceptre, , , , Savior, all the World around. . – – | |- – | | : - - - - | |
T H E C H U R C H. CCCCXXIX. L. M. Bepposte. The Increast of the Church. SHQUr, for the blekdysses Rigs, Thro' distant Lands his Triumphsſpread: And Sinners, freed from , () Own him their Savior and theirHead. z His Sons and Daughters, from afar, i Daily at Sion's Gate arrive; . Thoſe who were dead in Sin before, By fovereign Grace are made alive. 3 Oppreſſors bow beneath his Feet, ö' come by his victorious Power: Princes in humble Posture wait, - And proud Blaſphemers learn t'adore. 4 Gentiles and Jews his Laws obey, Nations remote their Offerings bring, - And, unconstrain'd, their Homage pay To their exalted God and King. 5 O may his Conquests still increafe, And every Foe his Powerfubdue; While Angels celebrate his Praife, And Saints his growing Glories ſhew. " 6 Loud Hallelujahs to the Lamb, | From all below and all above; i In lofty Songs exalt his Name, . In Songs, as lasting as his Love, CCCCXXX. As the 148th. S--. " The Increaſe of the M.elhah's Kingdiri, I LL hail, incarnate Goro ! The wondrou Things foretoldOf thee Rn ſacred Writ, With Joy our Eyes behold : ' Still does thine Arm new Trophies wear And Monuments of Glory rear.
A S S O C I A T I ON S. , -, 2 To thee the hoary Head Its filver Honors pays, , . To thee the blooming Youth Devotes his brighteſt Days : And every Age their Tribute bring; And bow to thee, all-conquering King. 3 O hafte, victorious Prince, That happy glorious Day, When Souls, like Drops of Dew, Shall own thy gentle Sway : Oh may it bleſs our longing Eyes, And bear our Shouts beyond the Skies. 4 All hail, triumphant LoRD, | Eternal be thy Reign; r Behold the Nations fue *: - - To wear thy gentle Chain: . . i When Earth and Time are known no more ; 2 Thy Throne fhall stand for ever fure. * - - CCCCXXXI. As the 148th. , . The compleating of the ſpiritual Temple, Zech. iv. ;. - * 1 SING to the Lord above, Who deigns on Earth to raife A Temple to his Love, A Monument of Praife: ; Ye Saints around, thro’ all its Frame, Harmonious found the Builder's Name. 2 Beneath his Eye and Care . The Edifice ſhall rife - - Majeſtic strong and fair, ... ) And fhine above the Skies: There ſhall he place the pcliſh’d StoneOrdain'd the Work of Grace to crown, H h 3
T H E C H U R C H. | coLLECTIONS FOR PooR cHURCHES AND POOR BRETHREN. CCCCXXXII. B. Francis. - At a Collection forzvrstinjiera I PRAISE the Savior, all ye Nations, Praife him, all ye above; Shout, with joyful Acclamations, His divine vićtorious Love : Be his Kingdom now promoted, ad i Let the Earth her Monarch know; nisi Be my All to him devoted, bi To my LoRD my All I owe. 2 See how beauteous on the Mountains Are their Feet, whoſe grand Deſign Is to guide us to the Fountains, That erstow with Bliſs divine,– Who proclaim the joyful Tidings Of all around,– - Difregard the World's And in Works of Love abound: 3 With my Substance I will honor, My Redeemer and my Lord ; Were ten thouſand Worlds my Manor, All were Nothing to his Word: While the Heralds of Salvation His abounding Grace proclaim, - Let his Friends of every Station * Gladly join to ſpread his Fame.
C O L L E C T I O N S. ccccxxxIII. c. M. Dr. Dobriidct. Relieving CHR1st in his Members, Matt. xxv. 4o. | J . my Lord, how rich thy Grace ! Thy Bounties how complete! . . . How ſhall I count the matchleſs Sum? ' How pay the mighty Debt ?"i : ' ’ : High on a Throne of radiant Light -oft thou exalted ſhine ; ' ’ . - , What can my Poverty bestow, * * · · · When all the Worlds are thine ? . . . . . . But thou haft Brethren here below, The Partners of thy Grace; - And wilt confeſs their humble Names Before thy Father's Face, - In them thou may’ſt be cloth’d and fed, And viſited and cheer’d; And, in their Accents of Diſtreſs, My Savior's Voice is heard. o . . . | ', Thy Face, with Rev’rençe and with Love, We in thy Poor would fee; O let us rather beg our Bread Than keep it back from thee. ccccxxxiv. L. M. , * Ofthine own have we given thee,1 Chron.xxix. 14. - THE Lord, who rules the world's Affairs, r - • For me a well-fpread Board prepares ; * My grateful Thanks to him fhali rife, - , :, ',.', He knows my Wants, thoſe Wants ſupplies. *' : And ſhall I grudge to give bis Poor . . . . s A Mite from all my generous Store? . . . No, LoRD ! the Friends of thine and thee, , , Shall always find a Friend in me, i - :. ~ A ---- -–--
T H E C H U R C H. CCCCXXXV. L. M. DR. Gibsons. The Beneficence of Christr for our Imitation, Aćts x. 38. 1 WHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal Clay, What were his Works from Day to Day, But Miracles of Power and Grace, That ſpread Salvation through our Race? 2 Teach us, O Lord; to keep in View Thy Pattern, and thy Steps purſue; Let Alms beſtow'd, let Kindnefs done Be witneſs'd by each rolling Sun. 3 That Man may last, but never lives, Who much receives, but Nothing gives, Whom none can love, whom none can thank; Creation's Blot, Creation's Blank: 4 But he, who marks from Day to Day, In generous Acts his radiant Way, Treads the fame Path his Savior trod, The Path to Glory and to God. CCCCXXXVI. C. M. Providing Bags that wax not old, Luke xii. 33. " " YES, there are Joys that cannot die, With God laid up in Store; 200 Treaſure, beyond the changing Sky, Brighter than golden Ore. v 2 The Seeds, which Piety and Love i Have fcatter'd here below, In the fair, fertile Fields above i To ample Harvests grow. 3 The Mite, my willing Hands can give, At Jesus’ Feet I lay; | Grace ſhall the humble Gift receive, o
, CHURCH MEETINGS. ---c H U R c H. M E E T 1 N G s. · ·: CCCCXXXVII. S. M. Dr. s. Srennerr. - Praiafor conveyin, Pſalm lxvi. 16. R COME, ye that fear the Lord, And listen while I tell, - - - - How narrowly my Feet eſcap’d * * * * The Snares of Death and Hell, , , , , 2 The flatt'ring Joys of Senſe Affail'd my fooliſh Heart, While Satan, with malicious Skill, Guided the pois’nous Dart. 3 I fell beneath the Stroke, - But fell to rife again; ' -, ' . My Anguiſh into Life, • And fprung from Pain. 4 Darkneſs, and Shame, and Grief Oppreſs'd my gloomy Mind; I look'd around me , , But no Relief could find. - 5 At Length, to God I cry'd; . ' He heard myplaintive Sigh, - He heard, and instantly he fent Salvation from on high. . . . . 6 My drooping Head he rais'd, - - My bleeding Wounds he heal'd, * Pardon'd my Šins, and with a Smile · · · * The gracious Pardon feal'd. * 7 O! may I The Mercy of my God ; * * * Nor ever want a Tongue to ſpread . . . His loudęſt Praife abroad,
T H E C H U R G H. CCCCXXXVIII. C. M. 9 The Converſion of Sinners a Matter for Prayer and Praiſe.. 1 THERE's Joy in Heaven, and Joy on Earth, When Prodigals return, To fee deſponding Souls rejoice, . And haughty Sinners mourn. "dry 1 z “Come Saints, and hearwhat God hath done," Is a reviving Sound: O may it ſpread fröm Sea to Sea, a Een all the Globe around. - 3 Often, O fovereign Lord, renew i | ....The Wonders of this Day; "| " That Jesus here may fee his Seed, bino And Satan loſe his Prey:: i 4 Great God, the work is alithine own, Thine be the Praifes too, Let every Heart and every Tongue, * Give thee the Glory due, Le , las I - - ' CCCCXXXIX. C. M. NEwron, 1 Apostacy–Willye alfogo away °, i 1 WHEN any turn from Zion's Way, (Alas! what Numbers do!) Methinks I hear my Savior fay, i “ Wilt thou forſake me too?” e . z Ah, Lord ! with fuch a Heartas mine,Unleſs thou hold me fast; * . I feel I muſt, I ſhall decline, ei f i And prove like them at laſt. 3 Yet thou alone haft Power, I know, oTo fave a Wretch like me: ' To whom, or whither, could I go,If I ſhould turn from thee? io
. . CHURCH MEETINGS. 4 Beyond a Doubt I rest affur'd --- : Thou art the CHR1st of God; . " Who hast eternal Life fecur'd ' ' . By Promife and by Blood. : ru 5 The Help of Men and Angelsjoin'd, : Could never reach my Cafe; - Nor can I hope Relief to find, . . . . . But in thy boundleſs Grace. . . . . 6 No Voice but thine can give me Reft, g And bid my Fears depart; . . No Love but thine can make me bleſs'd, And fatisfy my Heart. - 7 What Anguiſh has that Question stirr'd, If I will alſo go ? ; , „. , , , Yet, Lord, relying on thy Word, I humbly anſwer, No! ccccxl. c. M. știriz. · : * * l1 | 7 d. To whom /Ball we go hut unto thee?" or, Life and Safety in Christ alone, John vi. 67-69. 1 THOU only Sovereign of my Heart, . T My Refuge, my almighty Friend-, And can my Soul from thee depart, On whom alone my Hopes depend? 2 Whither, ah! whither ſhall I go, A wretched Wanderer from my Lord ? Can this dark World of Sin and Woe One Glimpfe of Happineſs afford? 3 Eternal Life thy Words impart, On theſe my fainting Spirit lives ; Here fweeter Comforts cheer my Heart Than all the Round of Nature gives.
T H E C H U R C H, 4 Let Earth's alluring Joys combine, While thou art near, in vain they call; One Smile, one bliſsful Smile of thine, // My deareſt Lord, outweighs themall, 5 Thy Name my inmost Powers adore, Thou art my Life, my Joy, ny Care: Depart from thee-'tis Death,–'tis moref 'Tis endleſs Ruin, deep Depair ! 6 Low at thy Feet mysoul would fie, * Here Safety dwells, and Peace divine; Still let me live beneath thine Eye, For Life, eternal Life is thine. *** (2 :e:i: z A. " , o n If I * CCCCXLI. L. M. Dr. Gregoss. - Prayer for the whole church.' • IN thou all-fufficient Gop, The Springs of Happineſs arife, . . . . Thatcheer this howling waste below, *And blefs the Manſions of the Skies: 2 we, the Productions of thy Power, And Penfioners upon thy Love, Look to thy Throne with longing Eyes, And wait thy Bleflings from above: 3 Proteſt the Young from every snare, And let thy Staff ſupport the Old, |- | Relieve the Poör, nör let the Rich, Have all their Heritage in Gold. - . - - 4 Letjoyful Saints stilltaste thy Grace, Give to the Mourners heavenly Day, Suſtain the Strong, and quick revive, The withering Plants from their Decay, |
B A P T I S M. B A P T I s M. CCCCXLII. Carey's Tune. Christ baptized in Jordaný. o 1 IN Jordan's Tide the Baptist stands, Immerfing the repenting Jews ; The Son of God the Rite demands, Nor dares the holy Man refuſe : Jesus deſcends beneath the Wave, The Emblem of his future Grave. 2 Wonder, ye Heavens ! your Maker lies In Deeps conceal'd from human View ; Ye Saints, behold him fink and rife, A fit Example thus for you : The facred Record, while you read, Calls you to imitate the Deed. 3 But lo! from yonder opening Skies, What Beams of dazzling Glory ſpread ! Dove-like the ET ERNAL SP I RIT flies, And lights on the Redeemer's Head; Amaz'd they fee the Power divine, Around the Savior's Temples ſhine. 4 But hark, my Soul, hark and adore! What Sounds are thoſe that roll along, Not like loud Sinai’s awful Roar, But foft and fweet as Gabriel's Song ! “ This is my well-beloved Son, - “ I fee well-pleas'd what he hath done.” i For the Alterations måde in this, and feveral of the following Hymns on Baptiſm, I am indebted to my venerable Friend, the Rev. Mr. Turner of Abingdon. --
i B A P T I S M. 5 Thus the EreRNAL FATHER fpoke, Who fhakes Creation with a Thro' parting Skies the Accents broke, And bid us hear the Son of God : O hear the awful Word To-day, Hear all ye Nations, and obey ! , CCCCXLIII. L. M. J. STENN err. A Bapti/mal Hymn. 1 THE great Redeemer we adore, Who came the Loſt to feek and fave; Went humbly down from Jordan’s Shore, To find a Tomb beneath its Wave ! ** Thus it becomes us to fulfil “ All Righteoufneſs,” he meekly faid; Why ſhould we then to do his Will, Or be afham'd, or be afraid ? With thee into thy watery Tomb, Lor p, 'tis our Glory to defcend; ’Tis wondrous Grace that gives us Room, To lie interr’d by fuch a Friend. Yet as the yielding Waves give Way, To let us fee the Light again; So on the Refurrećtion Day, . The Bands of Death prov'd weak and vain. Thus when thou ſhalt again appear, The Gates of Death fhall open wide, Our Duft thy mighty Voice ſhall hear, And rife and triumph at thy Side.
---- - B A P T I S M. CCCCXLIV. Chatham Tune. NoRMAN. Thus it becometh us, Sfc. Matt. iii. I 5 • I THUS it became the Prince of Grace, And thus ſhould all the favor'd Race High Heaven's Behefts fulfil ; For that the condeſcending God Should lead his Followers thro’ the Flood, Was Heaven’s eternal Will. 2 ’Tis not as led by Custom's Voice, We make theſe Ways our favor'd Choice, And thus with Zeal purſue : No; Heaven's eternal fovereign Lord Has, in the Precepts of his Word, Enjoin'd us thus to do. 3 And ſhall we ever dare deſpife The gracious Mandate of the Skies, Where condeſcending Heaven, To finful Man's apostate Race, - In matchleſs Love, and boundleſs Grace, His Will reveal'd has given ? 4 Thou evérlasting gracious King, Affift us now thy Grace to fing, And still direct our Way, - To thoſe bright Realms of Peace and Reft, Where all th' exulting Tribes are blefs'd With one great choral Day. ccccxLv. Fawcetr. - - Invitation to follow the Lamb. : I HUMBLE Souls, who feek Salvation, Thro' the Lamb's redeeming Blood, Hear the Voice of Revelation, | Tread the Path that Jesus trod. I i z
B A P T I S M. - Flee to him your only Savior, In his mighty Name confide ; In the whole of your Behaviour Own him as your fovereign Guide. 2 Hear the bleſs'd Redeemer call you, Listen to his gracious Voice; Dread no Ills that can befall you, While you make his Ways your Choice: Jesus fays “ Let each Believer “ Be baptized in my Name:” He himſelf, in Jordan's River, Was immers'd beneath the Stream. 3 Plainly here his Footsteps tracing, Follow him without Delay; Gladly his Command embracing, Lo ! your Captain leads the Way: View the Rite with Understanding; Jesus' Grave before you lies; Be interr'd at his commanding, After his Example rife. ccccxLVI. c. M. The Believer constrained by the Love ofCHR1st to follow him. 1 DEAR Lorp, and will thy p ng Lore Embrace a Wretch fo vile! Wilt thou my Load of Guilt remove, And blefs me with thy Smile! 2 Hast thou the Croſs for me endur'd, And all its Shame deſpis'd ? And ſhall I be aſham'd, O Lord, With thee to be baptiz'd?
B A P T I S M. . 3 Didst thou the great Example lead, In Jordan's ſwelling Flood? And ſhall my Pride difdain the Deed That's worthy of my GoD ? 4 Dear Lord, the Ardor of thy Love Reproves my cold Delays : And now my willing Footſteps move In thy delightful Ways. CCCCXLVII. C. M. RYLAND, Junior. Difficulties, in the Way of Duty, Jurmounted– Hinder me not, Gen. xxiv. 56$. [WHEN Abram's Servant to procureA Wife for Iſaac went, He met Rebekah–told his Wiſh,– Her Parents gave Confent. Yet, for ten Days, they urg’d the Man His Journey to delay; Hinder me not, he quick reply'd, - Since God hath crown'd my Way. 'Twas thus I cry'd, when CHR1st the LoRD, My Soul to him did wed; - Hinder me not, nor Friends, nor Foes, Since God my Way hath fped. | Stay, fays the World, and taste awhile My every pleaſant Sweet; , - Hinder me not, my Soul replies, Becauſe the Way is great. | Stay, Satan my old Master cries, Or Force ſhall thee detain ; Hinder me not, I will be gone, My God has broke thy Chain.] I i 3 *** $ This Hymn may begin at the 6th Verfe. ||
B A P T I S M. 6 In all my Lord's appointed Ways, My Journey I'll purſue; Hinder me not, ye much-lov'd Saints, For I muſt go with you. 7 Thro' Floods and Flames, if Jesus lead, I'll follow where he goes; , Hinder me not, ſhall be my Cry, Tho’ Earth and Hell oppoſe. 8 Thro' Duty, and thro’ Trials too I'll go at his Command; Hinder me not, for I am bound, To my Immanuel's Land. 9 And when my Savior calls me Home, Still this my Cryfhall be - Hinder me ziot, come welcome Death, I'll gladly go with thee. CCCCXLVIII. C. M. J. STENNETT, Immerston. 1 THUS was the great Redeemer plung', In Jordan's fwelling Flood; To ſhew he muſt be foon baptiz’d, In Tears, and Sweat, and Blood. 2 Thus was his facred Body laid Beneath the yielding Wave, Thus was his facred Body rais'd Out of the liquid Grave. 3 Lord, we thy Precepts would obey, i,... In thy own Footsteps tread; - Would die, be buried, rife with thee, | . Our eyer-liying Head,
B A P T I S M. CCCCXLIX. - Buried with CHR 1st in Bapti/h, Rom. vi. 4. I J mighty King in Sion ! Thou alone our Guide fhalt be ; Thy Commiſſion we rely on, We would follow none but thee. 2 As an Emblem of thy Paffion, And thy Victory o'er the Grave; We who know thy great Salvation Are baptiz'd beneath the Wave. 3 Fearleſs of the World's deſpifing, We the ancient Path purſue; Buried with our Lord, and rifing To a Life divinely new. CCCCL. L. M. --J. STEN NETT. A Baptiſmal Hymn. I SEE how the willing Converts trace The Path their great Redeemer trod; And follow thro' his liquid Grave, The meek the lowly Son of God ! ! Here they renounce their former Deeds, And to a heavenly Life aſpire ; Their Rags for glorious Robes exchang'd, They fhine in clean and bright Attire! ; O ſacred Rite, by thee the Name Of Jesus we to own begin : This is our Refurrection Pledge, Pledge of the Pardon of our Sin. 4 Glory to God on high be given, Who fhews his Grace to finful Men ; Let Saints on Earth, and Hofts in Heaven, In Concert join their loud AMEN. === –
B A P T I S M. CCCCLI. L. M. GREGG. Alter’d by B. FRANc1s. Nota/Hamed ofCHRIsr. I IESUS ! and ſhallit ever be J A mortal Man afham’d of thee! Afham’d of thee, whom Angels praiſe, - Whofe Glories ſhine thro’ endleſs Days ! 2 Afham’d of Jesus! fooner far Let Evening bluſh to own a Star ; He ſheds the Beams of Light divine, - O'er this benighted Soul of mine. | 3 Aſham’d of Jesus! juſt as foon Let Midnight be afham'd of Noon; ’Tis Midnight with my Soul till he, Bright Morning-Star! bid Darkneſs flee. * 4 Aſham'd of Jesus! that dear Friend On whom my Hopes of Heaven depend! No; when I bluſh-be this my Shame, That I no more revere his Name. 5 Aſham'd of Jesus! Yes, I may, When I've no Guilt to waſh away; No Tear to wipe, no Good to crave, No Fears to quell, no Soul to fave. 6 ”Till then-nor is my Boafting vain *Till then, I boaft a Savior flain ! And O, may this my Glory be, That CHR 1st is not aſham’d of me ! 7 [His Institutions would I prize, Take up my Croſs–the Shame deſpife; Dare to defend his noble Caufe, And yield Obedience to his Laws.l
B A P T I S. M. CCCCLII. L. M. he Candidates–they were baptized both Men and Women, Acts viii. I 2. - GREAT Gop, we in thy Courts appear, With humble Joy and holy Fear, Thy wife Injunctions to obey; - Let Saints and Angels hail the Day ! Great Things, O everlaſting Son, Great Things for us thy Grace has done; Conſtrain’d by thy Almighty Love, Our willing Feet to meet thee move. . In thy Aſſembly, here we stand, * • *** Obedient to thy great Command ; ; ; ; ) The ſacred Flood is full in View, * And thy ſweet Voice invites us thro'. The Word, the Spirit, and the Bride · Muſt not invite and be deny'd; Was not the Lord, who came to fave, Interr'd in fuch a liquid Grave ? ; Thus we, dear Savior, own thy Name, Receive us rifing from the Stream ; Then to thy Table letus come, : And dwell in Sion as our Home. - CCCCLIII. C. M. B e D DoM e. Morning before Baptiſm; or, at the Water Side, Pſalm cxix. 32. 1 HOW great, how folemn is the Work,Which we attend To-day ! - Now for a holy, folemn Frame, O God, to thee we pray. 2 O may we feel, as once we felt, When pain'd and griev'd at Heart, Thy kind, forgiving, melting LeokReliev'd our every Smart. ----
B A P T I S M. 3 Let Graces, then in Exercife Be exercis'd again; And, nurtur'd by celeſtial Power, In Exercife remain. 4 Awake our Love, our Fear, our Hope, Wake Fortitude and Joy; Vain World be gone, let Things above Our happy Thoughts employ. 5 Whilft thee, our Savior and our God, To all around we own ; Drive each rebellious, rival Luft, Each Traitor from the Throne. 6 InſtruƐt our Minds, our Wills fubdue, To Heaven our Paffions raife, That hence our Lives, our All may be Devoted to thy Praiſe. o | CCCCLIV. L. M. The Administrator. ({ GO teach the Nations, and baptize.” Aloud th' afcending Jesus cries: His glad Apostles took the Word, And round the Nations preach'd their Lorº. Commiſſion'd thus by Zion's King, We to his holy Laver bring Theſe happy Converts, who have known And truſted in his Grace alone. A | Lord, in thy Houſe they feek thy Face, Qbleſs them with peculiar Grace : Refreſh their Souls with Love divine; Let Beams of Glory round them fhine,
*---- - - - B A P T I S M. SINGLE VERSES ON BAPTISM *. ccccLV-CCCCLXVII. L. M. HATE'ER to thee, our Lord, belongs Is always worthy of our Songs: And all thy Works, and all thy Ways Demand our Wonder and our Praife. B e D DoMe. · Hofannah to the Church’s Head, Who fuffer’d in our Room and Stead ! He was immers'd in Jordan's Flood, And then immers'd in Sweat and Blood. J. ST en Nert. Behold the Grave where Jesus lay, Before he ſhed his precious Blood! How plain he mark'd the humble Way, To Sinners thro' the myſtic Flood ! * B e o DoM E. Come, ye redeemed of the Lord, Come, and obey his facred Word; He died, and roſe again for you ; What more could the Redeemer do ? BE D DoM e. We to this Place are come, to ſhow What we to boundleſs Mercy owe ; The Savior's Footſteps to explore, And tread the Path he trod before. B e D doME. Eternal Spirit, heavenly Dove, . On theſe Waters move ; That we, thro' Energy divine, May have the Substance with the Sign. - - * As it is now pretty eommon to fing by the Water-Side,and as fome of our Brethren in the Country give out a Verſeor two while they are administering the Ordłnance, it is hoped theſe ſingle Verfes will be acceptable,
B A P T 1 SM, All ye that love IMMANUEL's Name, And long to feel th' increafing Flame, 'Tis you, ye Children of the Light! The Spirit and the Bride invite. I H. F. . Ye who your native Vileneſs mourn, And to the great Redeemer turn, Who fee your wretched State by Sin, “Yebleſſed of the Lord, come in.” Jesus, my Savior, and my All, Methinks I hearthy gentle Call; Theſe are the Sounds that chide my Stay, “ Arife, my Love, and come away.” , H. F- | Amazing Grace! and ſhall Istill Prove difobedient to thy Will? Ah no : dear Lord, the watery Tomb Belongs to thee, and there I comc. H - - Apostles trod this holy Ground,This is the Road Believers go ; My Jesus in this Way was found,I charge my Soul to tread it too. J. SreNNETT.With lowly Minds, and lofty Songs, Let all admire the S.Avio R's Grace, "Till the great rifing Day reveal Th’immortal Glory of his Face. G To FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, We humbly dedicate our Powers:If with Jehovah's Bheffing crown'd, Immortal Happinefs is ours. i
B A P T I S M. CCCCLXVIII. As the 148th. An Addreſ, to the Holy Spirit. DESCEND celestial pove, "" And make thy Preſence known; . Reveal our Savior's Love And feal us for thine own, · Unbleſs'd by thee, our Works are vain, Nor can we e'er Acceptance gain. 2 - When our incarnate Gop: , to-,-,-, " The Sovereign Prince of Light, In Jordan's fwelling Flood . . . . . . . . i Receiv'd the holy Rite; " . \ -v "..., . In open View, thy Form came down, And Dove-like flew, the King to crown, 3 The Bay was never known, , Since Time began its Race, **** ^ | On which fuch Glory fhone, On which was ſhewn fuch Grace, As that which fhed, in Jordan's Stream, On Jesus' Head the heavenly Beam, : , / 4 Continue still to ſhine, ti ” i ” And fill us with tl Fire : ; rci a :-) :: T - This Ordinánce is . Do thou our Souls inſpire! , , , , Thou wilt attend on ns : A “ Till Time ſhall end,” thy Promife runs. ,li ; rg yn ert ** ---------'tit is i - R - ' ! ccccLXIX: M. Ja N ros. Afiar Ệeptin, Mark xi. 16. biº -!.. '-. , , , , . * 1 ** PROCLAIM.” faith Christ, i ủy Won _ . ., drous Grace je i ne :: T : 3 - “ To all the Sohstof Men; , ; no / “ He that belieyes, and is baptiz'd, , o i “ Salvation ſhall óbtain.” ; etia" o l' - - K k – – – –
B A PT IS M. : Let pienteous Grace deſcend on thoſe, Who, hoping in thy Word, This Day have publicly declar'd That Jesus is their Lord. 3 With eheerful Fe , may they advance And run the Race; And, thro' the Troubles of theWay, find i Gre, - - - CCCCLXX. C. M. DR. Doppripor, - | o i zull . . . . ... A Praélical Improvement of Baptiſm, Col. iii, t. I ATTENp, ye children ofyour Gos; Ye Heirs of Glory hear; For Accents, fo divine as theſe, Might charm the dullest Ear. 2 Baptiz'd into your Savior's Death, Your Souls to Sin muſt die; With CHRIsr your Lord, ye live anew, With CHRIsrafcend on high. 3 There by his Father's Side he fits, Enthron'd divinely fair; Yet owns himſelf your Brother still, And your Forerunner there. 4 Rife from thefe earthly Trifles, rife | On Wings of Faith and Love; Above your choicest Treaſure lies, And be your Hearts above. 5 But Earth and Sin will drag us down, When we attempt to fly ; . Lord, fend thy strong attractive Power To raife and fix us high.
B A P T I S M. CCCCLXXI. C. M. Brodoste. The RefleGion of a baptized Believer–He went on his hay rejoicing, Acts viii. 39. F THE holy Eunuch, when baptiz'd, Went on his Way with Joy : And who can tell what rapturous Thoughts, Did then his Mind employ? “ Is that moſt glorious Savior mine “ Of whom # lately read ? “ Who bearing all my Sins and Griefs, “ Was number'd with the Dead ? ... “ Is he who bursting from the Grave, “ Now reigns above the Sky, , “ My Advocate before the Throne, “ My Portion when I die ? 4 “ Have I profeſs'd his holy Name? . . . . “ Do I his Goſpel bear : - “ To Ethiopia’s fçorched I ands, “ And ſhall I ſpread it there? 5 “ Bleſs'd Pool! in which I lately lay, . “ And left my Fears behind ; . c- a -, “ What an unworthy Wretch am I ! . “ And God profuſely kind! 6 “ Bleſs'd Emblem of that precious Blood “ Which fatisfy'd for Sin ; “ And of that renovating Grace, “ Which makes the Conſcience clean.” 7 This Pattern, Lord, with facred Joy Help us to keep in View ; i The fame our Work, the fame, O make. Our Confolation too. K k 2 / . -------
- THE LORD's sUPPER. T H E L O R D ' s S U P P E R, {_CCCLXXII. L. M. DR. WAT 'rs's Lyric, |||||||||||| | | A Preparatory Tiaghi for the Lord'; suffi, ia Izaitation of Iſaiah lxiii. 1–3. i WHAT heavenly Man, or lovely Gop, Comes marching downward from theSkies Array'd in Garments roll'd in Blood, With Joy and Pity in his Eyes ? The LoRp ! the S.Av i oR! Yes, 'tis he, I know him by the Smiles he wears; Dear glorious MA N that dy'd for me, Drench'd deep in Agonies and Tears. 2 3 Lo, he reveals his fhining Breast ; I own thoſe Wounds, and I adore : Lo, he prepares a royal Feaſt, Sweet Fruit of the ſharp Pangs he bore. 4 Whence flow thefe Favors fo divine! Lord ! why fo lavifh of thy Blood ? Why for fuch earthly Souls as mine ! This heavenly Wine, this facred Food? 5 "Twas his own Love that made him bleed, That nail'd him to the curfed Tree; | 'Twas his own Love this Table ſpread " For fuch unworthy Gueſts as we. 6 Then let us taſte the Savior's Love; Come, Faith, and feed upon the Lord; With glad Conſent our Lips fhall move, And fweet Hofannahs crown the Board,
THE LORD’S SUPPER: . CCCCLXXIII, C. M. Sree te. * | | An Invitation to the Goſpel Feast, Luke xiv. 22. 1 VE wretched, hungry, ſtarving Poor, | r Behold a royal Feaſt!. | 4 ; , Where Mercy ſpreads her bounteous Store, For every humble Gueſt. i See, Jesus ſtands with open Arms; He calls, he bids you come: Guilt holds you back, and Fear alarms; But fee, there yet is Room– 3 Room in the Savior's bleeding Heart; There Love and Pity meet; Nor will he bid the Soul depart, That trembles at his Feet. 4 In him the Father reconcil'd Invites your Souls to come ; The Rebel ſhall be call'd a Child, And kindly welcom'd Home. * 5 O come, and with his Children taste The Bleſlings of his Love ; ; , While Hope attends the ſweet Repaſt . Of mobler Joys above. . 6 There, with united Heart and Voice, Before th' eternal Throne, -- Ten thouſand thouſand Souls rejoice, In Ecſtaſies unknown, 7 And yet ten Thoufand Thoufand more, Are welcome ſtill to come: Ye longing Souls, the Grace adore ; Approach, there yet is Room, K k 3
THE LORD'S SUPPER, - CCCCLXXIV. L. M. DR. WAT Ts's LyRit Yarmouth Tune. CHR ist dying, rifing, and reigning. 1 HI. dięs! the Friend of Sinners dies! Lo ! Salem's Daughters weep around! | A folcmn Darkneſs veils the Skies! A fudden Trembling fhakes the Ground! Come, Saints, and drop a Tear or two For him who groan’d beneath your Load; He ſhed a thouſand Drops fer you, A thoufand Drops of richer Blood! 2 Here's Love and Grief beyond Degree, The Lord of Glory dies for Man! But lo! what ſudden Joys we fee! Jesus the Dead revives again! The rifing God forfakes the Tomb! Up to his Father’s Court he flies; Cherubic Legions guard him Home, And fhout him welcome to the skies! 3 Break off your Tears, ye Saints, and tell How high our great Deliverer reigns! Sing how he ſpoil'd the Hosts of Hell, Änd led the Monſter, Death, in Chains! Say, “ Live for ever, wondrous King, “ Born to redeem, and ſtrong to fave!" Then aſk the Monster, “ Where's thy Sting? “ Andwhere's thyVictory, boastingGrave? CCCCLXXV. C. M. J. STENNETT, A Sacramental Hymn. 1 J O Word divinely ſweet! How charming is the Sound! What joyful News! what heavenly Senſe In that dear Name is found!
THE LORD’S SUPPER. 2 Our Souls, all guilty, and condemn'd, In hopeleſs Fetters lay; · Our Souls, with numerous Sins deprav'd, To Death and Hell a Prey. 3 JEsus, to purge away this Guilt A willing Victim fell, And on his Croſs triumphant broke, The Bands of Death and Hell. 4 Our Foes were mighty to deſtroy; He mighty was to fave : He dy'd, but could not long be held A Priſoner in the Grave. 5 Jesus! who mighty art to fave, Still puſh thy Conqueſts on ; Extend the Triumphs of thy Crofs, Where’er the Sun has ſhone. 6 O Captain of Salvation ! make Thy Power and Mercy known; *Till Crowds of willing Converts come And worſhip at thy Throne. CCCCLXXVI. L. M. . J. Sir E N N ETT. A Sacramental Hymn. - 1 THUS we commemorate the Day, On which our deareſt Lord was flain; . Thus we our pious Homage pay, 'Till he appears on Earth again. 2 Come, great Redeemer, open wide The Curtains of the parting Sky ; On a bright Cloud in Triumph ride, And on the Wind’s fwift Pinions fly. ***** -------
THE LORD’S SUPPER, 3 Come, King of Kings, with thy brightTrain, Cherubs, and Seraphs, heavenly Hosts; Aflume thy Right, enlarge thy Reign, As faras Earth extends her Coaſts, 4 Come, Lord, and where thy Croſsoncestood There plant thy Banner, fix thy Throne; Subdue the Rebels by thy Word, And claim the Nations for thy own. cccclxxvii. L. M. Brodowi. Holy Admiration and Foy. 1 J when Faith with fixed Eyes J Beholds thy wondrous Sacrifice, Love rifes to an ardent Flame, And we all other Hope diſclaim 2 With cold Affećtions who can fee The Thorns, the Scourge, the Nails, the Tree, Thy flowing Tears, and purple Sweat, Thy bleeding Hands, and Head, and Feet? 3 Look, Saints, into his opening Side, - The Breach how large, how deep, how wide! Thence iffues forth a double Flood, Of cleanfing Water, pardoning Blood. 4 Hence, O my Soul, a Balfam flows, To healthy Wounds and cure thy Woes; Immortal Joys come ſtreaming down, Joys, like his Griefs, immenſe, unknown ! 5 Thus I could fit, and ever fing The Sufferings of my heavenly King; With Pleaſure fpread abroad The Mysteries of a dying God.
THE LORD’S SUPPER. w - CCCCLXXVIII. L. M. Meditating on the Cry of Christ. . 1 COME fee on bloody Calvary, Suſpended on th' accurfed Tree, A harmleſs Suff’rer cover’d o’er With Shame, and weltring in his Gore. 2 Is this the Savior long foretold : To uſher in the Age of Gold ? ' To make the Reign of Sorrow ceafe, And bind the jarring World in Peace ? . 3 "Tis He, 'tis He,–he kindly ſhrouds His Glories in a Night of Clouds, That Souls might from their Ruin rife, And heir the unperiſhable Skies. 4 See to their Refuge and their Rest, From all the Bonds of Guilt releas'd, Tranſgreffors to his Croſs repair, And find a full Redemption there. 5 Jesus, what Millions of our Race Have been the Triumphs of thy Grace, And Millions more to thee ſhall fly, And on thy Sacrifice rely ? ' 6 That TREE, that curſe-empoifon’d Tree, Which prov'd a bloody Rack to thee, Shall in the nobleſt Bleffings ſhoot, , , And fill the Nations with its Fruit. 7 The Sorrow, Shame, and Death were Thine, -. And all the Stores of Wrath divine ! Ours are the Glory, Life, and Bliſs : . . . What Love can be compar'd to this ! ' " ** *
THE LORD’S SUPPER. CCCCLXXIX. L. M. D. TuRNER. Set him above all Principalities and Petvers-worth, 2 is the Lamb that was /lain to receive Glory, an. Bl/ing, Ephef. i. 21. Rev. v. 12. NOW far above thefe ſtarry Skies, Our Jesus fills his brighter Throne, Inviſible to mortal Eyes, | But not to humble Faith unknown. [The countlefs Hoſts that round him stand, The Subjects of his fovereign Power; Fly thro' the World at his Command, Or proſtrate at his Feet adore. Satan, and all his rebel Crew That rag'd to pull his Kingdom down; Cruſh’d by his Hand, in Ruin now Lie trembling at his awful Frown. His Name above all Creatures great, He all fustains and all controls ; Yet from his high exalted State, Looks kindly down on humble Souls.] Tho', in the Glories he posteſs'd Longere this World, or Time began, He fhines the Son or God confeſs'd, Yet owns himſelf the Son of MAN. Here once in Agonies he dy'd, Now in the Heavens he ever lives ; Of Joy there pours th' eternal Tide, Here faves the Sinner who believes. Ali hail; thou great IMMAN U FL, hail! Ten thoufand Bleffings on thy Name! | While thus thy wondrous Love we tell, Our Bofoms feel the facred Flame. - *
THE LORD’S SUPPER. 3 Come, quickly come, immortal King! . . On Earth thy regal Honors raiſe ; ' ' The full Salvation promis'd, bring, Then every Tongue ſhall fing thy Praiſe ! CCCLxxx. L. M. Dr. Watts's Lyric. , '/ o, i *. / , , , , ' , , 1 i Love on a Croft and a Throne. ... , NOW let our Faith grow strong, and rife, And view our Lord in all his Love;" Look back to hear his dying Cries, , . . Then mount and fee his Thronc above. ' " See where he languiſh'd on the Croſs ; Beneath our Sins he groan'd and dy'd; See where he fits to plead our Caufe , By his Almighty Father's Side. 3 Ifwe behold his bleeding Heart, , There Love in Floods of Sorrow reigns ; . He triumphs o'er the killing Smart, ' ' And feals our Pleaſure with his Pains. 4 Or if we climb th” eternal Hills - Where the dear Conov eror fits enthron'd ; Still in his Heart Compaſſion dwells, Near the Memorials of his Wound. 5 How ſhall vile pardon'd Rebels ſhow How much they love their dying God ? Lord, here we'd baniſh every Foe, We hate the Sins that cost thy Blood. 6 Commerce, no more, we hold with Hell, Our deareſt Lufts ſhall all depart; - But let thine Image ever dwell Stampt as a Seal on every Heart.
THE LORD'S SUPPER. | irm sa CCCCLXXXI. L. M. DR. S. SreNNET r. vaimo a noin 3 1 ar | The Triumph of the Cro/s. 1 N O more, dear Savior, will I boaſt ** of Beauty, Wealth, or loud Applauſe: The World hath all its Glories loſt, Amid the Triumphs of thy Croſs. 2 In every Feature of thy Façe, , Beauty her fairest Truth, Wiſdom, Majesty an Grace Shine thence in ſweetly mingled Rays. 3 Thy Wealth the Power of Thought tranſceni, 'Tis vast, immenfe, and all divine: Thy Eṁpire, Lord, o'er Worlds extends; The Sun, the Moon, the Stars are thine. 4. Yet, (O how marvellous the Sight!) I fee thee on a Croſs expire ; a Thy Godhead veil'd in fable Night; And Angels from the Scene retire. 5 But, why from theſe fad Scenes retreat? . Why with your Wings your Faces hide? He ne'er appear'd fo good, fo great, |As when he bow'd his Head and died. | 6 The Indignation of a God i On him aven ing Justice hurl’d: Beneath the egħi he I | And nobly fav'd a falling World. 7 Theſe Triumphs of stupendous Grace i Surpriſe, rejoice, and melt my Heart; o Lord, at thy Croſs I stand and gaze, T , Nor would I eyer thence depart !
THE LORD’S SUPPER. r-r CCCCLXXXII. C. M. , DR. J. Srenn err. | Sacramental Hymn. : LORD, at thy Table I behold The Wonders of thy Grace; But moſt of all admire that I Should find a welcome Place : I that am all đefil'd with Sin, A Rebel to my God ; I that have crucified his Son, And trampled on his Blood. What furprifing Grace is this, That fuch a Soul has Room ! My Savior takes me by the Hand, My Jesus bids me come. Eat, O my Friends, the Savior cries, The Feaſt was made for you : For you I grpan'd, and bled, and died, And rofe, and triumph'd too. With trembling Faith, and bleeding Hearts, LoRD, we accept thy Love : - 'Tis a rich Banquet we have had, What will it be above ? i Ye Saints below, and Hosts of Heaven, Join all your praifing Powers: No Theme is like Redeeming Love, No Savior is like ours. | Had I ten thouſand Hearts, dear Lord, I'd give them all to thee : Had I ten thouſand Tongues, they all Shou'd join the Harmony.
THE LORD’S SUPPER. c 5 - - - - c. 5 CCCCLXXXIII. C. M. DR. S. Sren Neri My Floß is Meat indeed, John vi. 65. | I HERE at thy Table, Lord, we meet, To feed on Food divine: Thy Body is the Bread we eat, Thy precious Blood the Wine. z He that prepares this rich Repaſt, Himſelf comes down and dies; And then invites us, thus to feaſta Upon the Sacrifice. 3 The bitter Torments he endur'd Upon the ſhameful Crofs, For us, his welcome Guests, procur'd Theſe Heart-reviving Joys. 4 His Body torn with rudeſt Hands, Becomes the fineſt Bread; - And with the Bleſſing he commands, Our nobleſt Hopes are fed. 5 His Blood, that from each opening Vein In purple Torrents ran, Hath fill'd this Cup with gen’rous Wine, | That cheers both God and Man, | 6 Sure there was never Love fo free, no Dear Savior, fo divine ! Well thou may’ſt claim that Heart of me, Which owes fo much to thine. 7 Yes, thou ſhalt furely have my Heart, My Soul, my Strength, my All: With Life itſelf I'll freely part, My Jesus, at thy Caii.
THE LORD’S SUPPER, '' -- CCCCLXXXIV. L. M. Beddonis. Jesus vr-i ied-/ee haw he loved us, Ohn XI. 35. , ! " So fair a Face bedew'd with Tears! . What Beauty e'en in Grief appears ? ' He wept, he bled, he died for you ; What mðre, ye Saints, could Jesus đo? 2 Enthron'd above with equal Glow His warm Affećtions downward flow; In our Distreſs he bears a Part, And feels a ſympathetic Smart. 3 Still his Compastions are the fame, Ä He knows the Frailty of our Frame; Qur heaviest Burdens he fuſtains, i Shares in our Sorrows, and our Pains. cccclxxxv. C. M. sterir.The Wonders ofRedemption. - , r: " AND did the Holy and the Just, The Sovereign of the Skies, , Stoop down to Wretchednefs and Duſt, Thạt guilty Worms might rife ? 2 Yes, the Redeemer left his Throne, :,: His radiant Throne on high, , , , , , . (Surprifing Mercy! Love unknown !) o fuster, bleed and die. - 3 He took the dying Traitor's Place, , , And fuster'd in his Stead; : , : , ? For Man, (O Miracle of Grace!) For Man the Savior bled! ... 4 Dear Load, what heavenly Wonders dwell In thy atoning Blood ! i - . By this are Sinněrs fnatch'd from Hell, And Rebels brought to God. L l 2
| THE LORD’S SUPPER. - 5 Jesus, my Soul, adoring, bends | To Love fo full, fo free ; || || And may I hope that Love extends | Its ſacred Power to me ? | 6 What glad Return can I impartFor Favors fo divine ? || || O take my All-this worthlefs Heart, | And make it only thine. | CCCCLXXXVI. C. M. DR. Doppridcs, | Rana ile chel Fast, Lukexir.zi. - And Dainties crown the Board ; . Not Paradife, with all its Joys, Could fuch Delight afford. | 2 Pardon and Peace to dying Men, And endleſs Life are given ; is Thro’ the rich Blood that Jesus ſhed To raiſe the Soul to Heaven. | - THE King of Heaven his Table ſpreads, 3 Yehungry Poor, that long have stray'd In Sin’s dark Mazes, come ; | Come, from your moſt obſcure Retreats, And Grace ſhall find you Room, 4 Millions of Souls, in Glory now, Were fed, and feasted here; e º And Millions more, still on the Way, Around the Board appear. 5 Yet is his Houſe and Heart fo large, "That Millions more may come, Nor could the whole affembled World O'er-fill the ſpacious Room, . , * * * geo delig
THE LORD'S SUPPER. 6 All Things are ready, come away, Norwềak Excuſes frame; Crowd to your Places at the Feaſt, And bleſs the Founder's Name. CCCCLXXXVII. , L. M. Streele. Coniunien with Christ at hii Tail. 1 TO JEsus our exalted Lord, . (Dear Name, by Heaven and Earth ador'd!) Fain would our Hearts and Voices raiſe : A cheerful Song of facred Praiſe. ' ' 2 But all the Notes which Mortals know, Are weak and languiſhing and low , ! Far, far above our humble Songs, : : : . The Theme demands immortal Tongues. 3 Yet while around his Board we meet, And humbly worſhip at his Feet; ' ’ O let our warm.Affections move In glad Returns of grateful Love! . 4 Let Faith our feeble Senſes aid, To ſee thy wondrous Love Thy broken Fleſh, thy bleeding Veins, Thy dreadful agonizing Pains. 5 Let humble penitential Woe, · With painful, pleaſing Anguiſh, flow ; And thy forgiving Smiles impart Life, Hope, and Joy to every Heart. CCCCLXXXVIII. C. M. Sterle. Praiffe to the Redeemer. 1 TO our Redeemer's glorious Name Awake the facred Song ! O may his Love (immortal Flame!). Tune every Heart and Tongue. L l 8 | |#|
"THE LORD’S SUPPER. z His Love, what mortal Thought can reach? What mortal Tongue diſplay? Imagination's utmoſt Stretch In Wonder dies away. 3 He left his radiant Throne on high, Left the bright Realms of Blifs, And came to Earth to bleed and die ! Was ever Love like this ? 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble Thanks to thee; May every Heart with Rapture fay, The Savior dy'd for me.i i 5 O may the ſweet, the bliſsful Theme Fill every Heart and Tongue; i Till Strangers love thy charming Name, , And join the facred Song: - - - CCCCLXXXIX. As the 148th. DR.S.Stennerr A Song of Praiſe to Chaisr. 1 COME, every pious Heart That loveş Sạvior's Name, Your nobleſt Powers exert To celebrate his Fame: Ten Anaboe, and Aibelow, The Debt of Love, to him you owe. 2 Such was his Zeal for God, And fuch his Love for you, He nobly undertook What Gabriel could not do: His every Deed of Love and Grace All Words exceed, and Thoughts ſurpaſ,
. ... THE LORD’S SUPPER. r - 3 . He left his starry, Crown, , , "And laid his Robes afide; On Wings of Love came down, , , And wept, and bled, and died: What he endur'd, O who can tell ? ' To fave our Souls from Death and Hell. 4 From the dark Grave he roſe, i - . The Manfion of the Dead; - . And thence his mighty Foes In glorious Triumph led : Up thro’ the Sky the Conqueror rode, And reigns on high, the Savior God. . 5 From thence he'll quickly come, His Chariot will not ſtay, And bear our Spirits Home " To Realms of endleſs Day:: - There ſhall we fee his lovely Face, And ever be in his Embrace. a , , 6 Jesus, we ne'er can pay : -3 - The Debt we owe thy Love: . Yet, tell us how we may * * -- Our Gratitude approve : - Our Hearts, our All, to thee we give : The Gift, tho' ſmall, thou wilt receive. . *. * CCCCXC. L. M. President Davirs. Self-Dedicationat the LoRD's Table. " I ORD, am I thine, entirely thine ? Purchas'd and fav'd by Blood divine? With full Confent thine I would be, And own thy fovereign Right in me. 2 Thee my new Maſter now I call, * And conſecrate to thee, my All : Load, let me live and die to thee, Be thine thro' all Eternity. |
“TIMES AND SEASONS. T I M E S AND SEASONS, mo ants o Asp Eve Nr.Ng. CCCCXCİ, C. M. w ' -- A Morning Hymn. º 1 To Thee, let my firſt Offerings rife, Whofe Sun creates the Day, A. Swift as his gladdening Influence fies, And fpotleſs as his F ay: , 2 This Day thy favoring Hand benigh! So oft vouchſaf’d before! Still may it léad, protect, fupply! And I that Handadore! 3 If Bliſs thy Providence impart, For which refign'd I pray; i a Give me to feel tiegratefui Heart! " And without Guilt be gay! 4 Affliction ſhould thy Love intend, As Vice or Folly’s Cure; Patient, to gain that gracious End, May I the Means endure! 5 Be this, and every future Day - Still wifer than the Past ! ; And when I all my Life furvey, May Grace fustain at last. ccccxcii. C. M. D. Tvasa. A Morning Hymn. 1 ITH thee, great God, the stores of Life W And Stores of Darkneſs lie; Thou form'st the fable Robe of Night, – And ſpread'itit round the Sky.
M O R N I N G. : And when, with welcome Slumbers prefs'd, We clofe our weary Eyes, Thy Power, unfeen, fecures our Rest, And makes us joyous rife. 3 Numbers, this Night, great God, have met Their long eternal Doom ; . . . And loft the Joys of Morning Light - In Death's tremendous Gloom. . . . 4 Numbers on restlefs Beds ſtill lie, i v And ſtill their Woes bewail ; While we, by thy kind Hand uprais'd, A thouſand Pleaſures feel. i To thee, great God, in thankful seeg', Our Morning Thoughts arife; / ... Propitious in thy Son, accept . , he willing Sacrifice. . . . . . . -- - - - .. - - - - - * * i *, a v 2 1 : ' CCCCXCIII. Chathami Tuhe, W–, . . : " , 4*°. r -- S ---- º ar.....:..- --- * -- - : Marning. ... ' " · LORD, I am vile!--what ſhall I ſay? I live to fee another Day, , ' ' . O let me live to thee! " . A thouſand Years to hope for this, Should be unutterable Bliſs; - - - What muſt Fruition be! . . . . . . z Eye hath not feen, nor Ear hath heard, What Jesus hath for his prepár'd, Nor can the Heárt conceive ; :: Thou haft commanded me, To-day, To live by Faith, and I'd óbey, o ALord, help me tabelievt. : : --
TIMES AND SEASONS," - er CCCCXCIV. S. M. S-, n A Morning Hymn. o se ri · 1 SER how the Purfủes his ſhíning Way; And wide proclaims i Maker, fr. With every brightening Ray. - Thus would my rifing Soul fts heavenly Parent fing ; " And to its great Oriģināī *“ the humble Tribute bring. - - 2 3 Serene I laid me độyn Beneath his guardian Care; I and I awöke, and found y kind Preferver near! 4 -- Thus does thine Armfupport This weak defencelefs Frame; But whence thęfe Favors, LoRD, to me, All worthlefs as I am ? Oh! how ſhall I repa “The Bounties of čs, ? | 91 This feeble Spirit pants beneath o The pleafing, painful Load. od A 6 Dear Savior, to thy Croſs i 4 I bring my Sacrifice ; , Ting'd with thy Blood, it ſhall aſcend * With Fragrance to the Skies, 7 My Life I would anewDevote, O Loro, to thee; i And, in thy Service, I would ſpend A long Eternity. ,
E V E N I N G. CCCCXCV. L. M. An Evening Hymn. GREAT Gop, to thee my Evening Song.”With humble Gratitude I raife, O let thy Mercy tune my Tongue, And fill my Heart with lively Praiſe. My Days unclouded, as they paſs, And every gentle rolling Hour, Are Monuments of wondrous Grace, And witneſs to thy Love and Power. And yet this thoughtlefs, wretched Heart, Too oft regardleſs of thy Love, Ungrateful, can from thee depart, fond of Trifles vainly rove. , Seal my Forgivenefs in the Blood Of Jesus : his dear Name alone I plead for Pardon, gracious God, And kind Acceptancē at thy Throne. . . Let this blest Hope mine Eye-Lids cloſe, : With Sleep refreſh my feeble Frame; Safe in thy Care may I repofe, And wake with Praiſes to thy Name. :: r ccccxcvi. L. M. Br. Kes. ' An Evening Hymn. GLORY to thee, my God, this Night, For all the Bleifings of the Light; Keep me, O keep me, KI NG of Kincs, Beneath thy own Almighty Wings. ! Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The Ill that I this Day have done; 4 That, with the World, myſelf and thee, I, ere I ſleep, at Peace may be. :
TIMES AND SEASONS. ---- 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The Grave as little as my Bed; Teach me to die, that fo I may Rife glorious at the awful Day. 4 O let my Soul on thee repoſe! And may fweet Sleep mine Eye-Lids cloſe; Sleep that ſhall me more vigorous make, To ferve my God, when I awake. 5 If in the Night I fleepleſs lie, My Soul with heavenly Thoughts fupply; Let no ill Dreams disturb my Reſt, No Powers of Darknefs me moleſt. Praiſe Go D, &c. CCCCXCVII. C. M. M–. An Evening Hymn. 1 Now from the Altar of our Hearts Let Flames of Love arife; Affift us, Lord, to offer up Our Evening Sacrifice. 2 Minutes and Mercies multiply'd, Have made up all this Day; Minutes came quick, but Mercies were More fwift and free than they. 3 New Time, new Favor, and new Joys, Do a new Song require : - "Till we ſhall praiſe thee as we would, Accept our Hearts Defire. 4 Lord of our Days, whoſe Hand hath fet New Time upon our Score ; . Thee may we praife for all our Time, * When Time ſhall be no more. . . ' - - - - ------------
S E A S O N S. ---- · * T H E s E a s o N s or T H E Y E A R. CCCCXCVIH. C. M. NE E D HAM. On the Spring. THE icy Chains that bound the Earth Are now diffolv'd and gone: Wak’d by the Sun, the blooming Spring Puts his new Livery on. Where awful Defolation reign'd Bleſt Plenty rears her Head; Exulting with a Smile to fee Her late Deſtroyer fled. ! Teeming with Life, th' advancing Sun Protracts the falling Day ; Grand Light of Heaven! he feems to wiſh To make a longer Stay. | In Clouds of Gold behold him fet, Beyond the West he sties : Short is his nightly Courſe, and foon He gilds the Eastern Skies. ; My Soul, in every Scene admire The Wiſdom and the Power : Behold the God in every Plant, In every opening Flower. 5 Yet in his Word, the God of Grace Has wrote his fairer Name : . The Wonders of redeeming Love My nobleſt Songs ſhall claim. ; With warmeſt Beams, thou GoD of Grace, Shine on this Heart of mine ; Turn thou my Winter into Sr R1 s G, And be the Glory thine. M m .
TIMES AND SEASONS, ----- ***** CCCCXCIX. S. M. The Return of the Spring celebrated. I ROM Winter's barren Clods, From Winter's joyiefs Waste, The Spring in fudden Youth appears, With blooming Beauty grac'd. 2 How balmy is the Air ! How warm the folar Beams ! And to refreſh the Ground, the Rains Deſcend in gentle Streams. , 3 Great God, at thy Command Seaſons in Order rife ; | Thy Power and Love in Concert reign Thro' Earth, and Seas, and Skies: 4 With grateful Praife we own Thy providential Hand, While Grafs for Kine, and Herb and Com For Men, enrich the Land; g But greater ſtill the Gift Of thine incarnate Son ; By him Forgivenefs, Peace and Joy Thro' endlefs Ages run. D. C. M. Spring. BEHOLD ! long wiſh'd for Spring is come, How alter’d is the Scene ! The Trees and Shrubs are dreft in Bloom, The Earth array'd in Green. Where'er we tread, the cluſtering Flowers Beauteous, around us fpring; The Birds, with joint harmonious Powers, invite our Hearts to fing.
DROUGHT-RAIN. 3 But ah ! in vain I strive to join, Opprest with Sin and Doubt; I feel 'tis Winter still, within, ', , , Tho' all is Spring without. 4 O! would my Savior from on high, e Break thro' theſe Clouds and ſhine ! No Creature then more bleft than I, “ - No Song more loud than mine. - ; Lord, let thy Word my Hopes revive, And overcome my Foes : O make my languid Graces thrive And bloffom like the Rofe. * DI. C. M. DR. G1 B BoNs., On a rar of threatening Drought. THE Spring, great God, at thy Command Leads forth the fmiling Year; Gay Verdure, Foliage, Blooms and Flowers T” adorn her Reign appear. But foon canst thou in righteous Wrath Blast all the promis'd joy, And Elements await thy Nod To bleſs or to destroy. The Sun, thy Minister of Love, That from the naked Ground Calls forth the hidden Seeds to Birth, And ſpreads their Beauties round; . At the dread Order of his Go D Now darts deſtructive Fires ; Hills, Plains and Vales are parch'd with Drought, And blooming Life expires. M m 2
TIMES AND seasoNs. 5 Like burniſh’d Brafs, the Heavea around In angry Terror burns, While the Earth lies a joylefs Waste, And into Iron turns. 6 Pity us, Loro, in our Distrefs, Nor with our Land contend; Bid the avenging Skies relent, And Showers of Mercy fend, DII. C. M. - On a rear of threatening Rain. * 1 HOW haft thou, Lord, from Year to Year, Our Land with Plenty crown'd! And generous Fruit, and golden Grain Have ſpread their Riches round. a But we thy Mercies have abus'd To more abounding Crimes: What Heights, what daring Heights in Sin Mark and diſgrace our Times ! 3 Equal, tho' awful is the Doom, That fierce deſcending Rain Should into Inundations fwell, And cruſh the rifing Grain ! 4 How juſt that in the Autumn's Reign, When we had hop'd to reap, Our Fields of Sorrow and Deſpair Should lie an hideous Heap ! 5 But, Lord, have Mercy on our Land, Theſe Floods of Vengeance stay; Diſpel theſe Glooms, and let the Sun Shine in unclouded Day!
T , H U N D E R. 5 To thee alone we look for Help; None elfe of Dew or Rain Can give the World the finallest Drop, Or finalleſt Drop restrain. DIII. L. M. DR. WAT ‘rs’s I, Y R I c. The Gop of Thunder. ! O THE immenfe, th'amazing Height, The boundleſs Grandeur of our Goo, Who treads the Worlds beneath his Feet, . And fways the Nations with his Nod! i He ſpeaks; and lo, all Nature fhakes, Heaven's everlaſting Pillars bow, He rends the Clouds with hideous Cracks, And ſhoots his fiery Arrows thro’.. ; Well, let the Nations start and sty At the blue Lightning's horrid Glare, Atheiſts and Emperors ſhrink and die, When Flame and Noiſe torment the Air : # Let Noife and Flame confound the Skies, And drown the ſpàcious Realms below, Yet will we fing the Thunderer's Praife, And fend our loud II ofannas thro’. i Celestial King, thy blazing Power Kindles our Hearts to staming Joys, We ſhout to hearthy Thunders roar, And echo to our Father's Voice.. i Thus fhall the God our Savior come, And Lightnings round his Chariot play, Ye Lightnings, fly to make him Room, . Ye glorious Storms, prepare his Way. - : rtl 3s
TIME of HARvEst. DIV. C. M. - 1 TO praiſe the ever-bounteous Loro, My Soul, wake all thy Powers: He calls, and at his Voice come forth The fmiling Harvest Hours. z His Covenant with the Earth he keeps ; My Tongue, his Goodnefs fing : | Summer and Winter know their Time, His Harvest crowns the Spring. 3 Wellpleas'd the toiling Swains behold The waving yellow Crop : With Joy they bear the Sheaves away And fow again in Hope. - Summer-an Harvest Hyvin. 4 Thus teach me, gracious Gop, to fow The Seeds of Righteoufnefs : Smile on my Soul, and with thy Beams The ripening Harveſt blefs. ; Then, in the last great Harvest, I Shall reap a glorious Crop : The Harveſt ſhall by far exceed What I have fow'd in Hope- - DV. C. M. Harvest–or, the accepted Time and Day of Salvation, Prov. x. 5. 1 SEE how the little toiling Ant Improves the Harveſt Hours : While Summer lafts, thro' all her Cells The choiceſt Grain ſhe pours. 2 While Life remains, our Harveſt lasts; But Youth of Life's the Prime ; Best is this Seafon for our Work, And this th'accepted Time.
W : I - N T E R. | To-day attend, is Wifdom's Voice, To-morrow, Folly cries : And ſtill To-morrow 'tis, when, Oh ! To-day the Sinner dies. . When Confcience ſpeaks, its Voice regard, And feize the tender Hour; Humbly implore the promis'd Grace, And God will give the Power. DVI. C. M. ST E e L. E. Winter. t STERN Winter throws his icy Chains Encircling Nature round : How bleak, how comfortleſs the Plains, Late with gay Verdure crown'd! z The Sun withdraws his vital Beams, And Light and Warmth depart; And drooping, lifeleſs Nature feems An Emblem of my Heart. 3 My Heart, where mental Winter reigns In Night's dark Mantle clad, Confin’d in cold inaćtive Chains, How defolate and fad ! 4 Return, O bliſsful Sun, and bringThy Soul-reviving Ray; f This mental Winter ſhall be Spring, This Darkneſs cheerful Day. | 5 O happy State, divine Abode, Where Spring eternal reigns; And perfećt Day, the Smile of God, Fills all the heavenly Plains. *** *4 3. - -
TIMES AND SEASONS, 6 Great Source of Light, thy Beams diſplay, My drooping Joys reſtore, | And guide me to the Seats of Day, Where Winter frowns no-more. | | | D.VII. L. M. NEw To Nr. Winter. 1 SEE, how rude Winter's icy Hand Has ſtripp'd the Trees and feal'd the Ground, But Springfhall foon his Rage withstand, And ſpread new Beauties all around. z My Soul a fharper Winter mourns, Barren and fruitlefs L remain ; | When will the gentle Spring return, And bid my Graces grow again ? 3 Jesus, my glorious Sun, arife ! ’Tis thine the frozen Heart to move; O ! huſh thefe Storms, and clear my Skies, And let me feel thy vital Love ! 4 Dear Lord, regard my feeble Cry, I faint and droop till thou appear ; Wilt thou permit thy Plant to die ? Muſt it be VVinter all the Year ? s Be still, my Soul, and wait his Hour, With humble Prayer and patient Faith; 'Till he reveals his graeious Power, Repoſe on what his Promife faith. 6 He, by whoſe all-commanding Word, Seafons their changing Courfe maintain, In every Change a Pledge affords, That none fhall feek his Face in vain,
NEW YEAR'S DAY. DVIII. L. M. The Seafons crowned with Goodnost, Pſalm lxv, 11. ETERNAL Source of every Joy! Well may thy Praife our Lips employ, While in thy Temple we appear To hail thee, Sovereign of Year, ! Wide as the Wheels of Nature roll, Thy Hand fupports and guides the Whole : The Sun is taught by thee to rife, ** . And Darkneſs when to veil the Skies. } The flowery Spring, at thy Command, Perfumes the Air and paints the Land ; The Summer Rays with Vigor fhine - To raife the Corn and cheer the Vine. 4 Thy Hand, in Autumn, richly pours Thro' all our Coaſts redundant Stores ; And Winters, foften'd by thy Care, No more the Face of Horror wear. 5 Seaſons, and Months, and Weeks, and Days Demand ſucceſſive Songs of Praife; And be the grateful Homage paid, With Morning Light, and Evening Shade. 6 Here in thy Houſe let Incenſe rife, And circling Sabbaths bleſs our Eyes, "Till to thoſe lofty Heights we foar, Where Days and Years revolve no more. I N E W Y E A R * S D A Y. DIX. Rob 1 NsoN. Grateful Recollection–Ebenezer, 1 Sam. vii. 12. } COME, thou Fount of every Bleſſing, “Tune my Heart to fing thy Grace !
TIMES AND SEASONS. Streams of Mercy never ceafing, | Call for Songs of loudeſt Praiſe : | Teach me fome melodious Sonnet, Sung by fiaming Tongues above: p * ở Mount of God's unchanging Love: z Here I raiſe my Ebenezer, Hither by thy Help I'm come; And ihopéb a oarea é, Safely to arrive at Home: Jesus fought me when a Stranger - Wandering from the Fold o Gor ; He to fave my Soul from Danger Interpos'd with precious Blood. 3 O ' to Grace how great a Debtor, Daily I'm constrāin'd to be ! Let that Grace, Lord, like a Fetter, i Bind my wandering Heart to thee! Prone to wander, Lord, I feelit ; / Prone to leave the God I love Here's my Heart, Lord, take and feal it, Seal it from thy Courts above. | Dx, L. M. Hel obtained of God, Aas xxvi. zi, New Year’s Day. | * GREAT Gop, we fing that mighty Hand, By which ſupported till we stand: The opening Year thy Mercy fhews : Let Mercy crownit till it clofe. 2 By Day, by Night, at Home, Abroad, Still we are guarded by our Goo ; By his inceſſant Bounty fed, * By his unerring Counſel led,
NEW YEAR'S DAY. With grateful Hearts the Past we own; The Future, all to us unknown, We to thy Guardian Care commit, And peaceful leave before thy Feet. In Scenes exalted or deprefs'd, Be thou our Joy, and thou our Reft; Thy Goodneſs all our Hopes ſhall raiſe, Ador'd thro’ all our changing Days. When Death ſhall interrupt theſe Songs, And ſeal in Silence mortal Tongues, . ' ’ Our Helper-God, in whom we truſt, - In better Worlds our Souls ſhall boast. . ' DXI. L. M. s–. . . . } The Barren Fig-Tree, Luke xiii. 6–9. GOD of my Life, to thee belong ' ' : ' . . The thankful Heart, the grateful Song; Touch'd by thy Love, each tuneful Chord Refounds the Goodneſs of the Lord. Thou hast preferv'd my fleeting Breath, And chas'd the gloomy Shades of Death; The venom'd Arrows vainly fly, When God our great Deliverer's nigh. 3 Yet why, dear Lord, this tender Care? č. Why does thy Hand fo kindly rear - A uſeleſs Cumberer of the Ground, On which no pleaſant Fruits are found? 4 Still may the barren Fig-Tree stand! And, cultivated by thy Hand, Verdure, and Bloom, and Fruit afford, Meet Tribute to its bounteous Load.
TIMES AND SEASONS. s Sofhall thy Praiſe employ my Breath Thro’ Life, and in the Arms of Death My Soul the pleaſant Theme prolong, Then rife to aid th' angelic Song. | DXII. Sevens. Fawcerr. A Binh-Day ibm, Aas xxvi. sz. 1 I MY Ebenezer raife To my kind Redeemer's Praiſe; With a grateful Heart I own, | Hitherto thy Help I've known. 2 What may be my future Lot, i Well I know concerns me not; This ſhould fet my Heart at Reft; What thy Will ordains is beſt. 3 I my All to thee reſign; Father, let thy Will be mine; May but all thy Dealings prove Fruits of thy paternal Love. 4 Guard me, Savior, by thy Power, Guard mę in the trying Hour : Let thy unremitted Care Save me from the lurking Snare. 5 Let my few remaining Days Be directed to thy Praife; Shall be tranquil and ferene. 6 To thy Will I leave the Rest, Grant me but this one Request, Both in Life and Death to prove Tokens of thy ſpecial Love,
w E D D 1 N G. DXIII. C. M. A Wedding Hymn. SINCE Jesus freely did appear To grace a Marriage-Feaſt; O LoRb, we aſk thy Prefence here, To make a Wedding-Gueſt. ! Upon the bridal Pair look down, Who now have plighted Hands, Their Union with thy Favor crown, And bleſs the nuptial Bands. ; With Gifts of Grace their Hearts endow, Of all rich Dowries beſt ! .. , Their Subſtance blefs, and Peace beſtow, To fweeten all the reſt. - ! In pureſt Love their Souls unite, That they, with Christian Care, May make domeſtíc Burdens light, By taking mutual Share. ; True Helpers may they prove indeed, In Prayer, and Faith, and Hope ; And fee with Joy a godly Seed To build their Houſhold up. 5 As Iſaac and Rebecca give ' ' A Pattern chaste and kind ; . So may this married Couple live, * And die in Friendſhip join'd. " ; On every Soul affembled here, - - O make thy Face to fhine ; Thy Goodneſs more our Hearts can cheet, Than richeſt Food or Wine. - N n
TIMES AND SEASONs. DXIV. L. M. New Ton. A Welcome to Christian Friends.–At Meeting. I KINDRED in CHR1st, for his dear Sake, A hearty Welcome here receive; May we together now partake The Joys which only he can give. 2 To you and us by Grace 'tis given, To know the Savior's precious Name; And ſhortly we ſhall meet in Heaven, Our Hope, our Way, our End, the fame. 3 May he, by whoſe kind Care we meet, Send his good Spirit from above, | Make our Communications ſweet, | And cauſe our Hearts to burn with Love! 4 Forgotten be each worldly Theme, When Chriſtians fee each other thus; | We only wiſh to ſpeak of him, Who liv'd, and dy'd, and reigns for us. , ; We'll talk of all he did and faid, And fuffer'd for us here below ; The Path he mark’d for us to tread, And what he's doing for us now. 6 Thus, as the Moments paſs away, We'll love, and wonder, and adore; And haften on the glorious Day, When we ſhall meet to part no more. DXV. Sevens, At Parting. FOR a Seaſon call'd to part, Let us now Ourſelves commend To the gracious Eye and Heart Of our ever-preſent Friend. .
MÈETING AND PÂRTING. 2 Jesus, hear our humble Prayer ! Tender Shepherd of thy Sheep! Let thy Mercy and thy Care All our Souls in Safety keep. 3 In thy Strength may we be strong, Sweeten every Crofs and Pain : Give us, if we live, ere long In thy Peace to meet again. 4 Then if thou thy Help afford, Ebenezers fhall be rear’d ; And our Souls ſhall praife the Lord, Who our poor Petitions heard. DXVI. L. M. Dr. Dopprincz. The Christian Farewell, 2 Cor. xiii. I 1. * THY Preſence, everlasting God, Wide o'er all Nature ſpreads abroad; Thy watchful Eyes, which cannot ſleep, In every Place thy Children keep. 2- While near each other we remain, Thou doft our Lives and Souls fuſtain ; When abſent, happy if we ſhare Thy Smiles, thy Counfels and thy Care. 3 To thee we all our Ways commit, And feek our Comforts near thy Seat ; Still on our Souls vouchfafe to ſhine, And guard, and guide us ftill as thine. 4 Give us, in thy beloved Houſe, Again to pay our thankful Vows ; Or, if that no more be known, Give us to meet around thy Throne. N n z
TIMES AND SEAsoNs. DXVII. L. M. DR. S. Srennerr, Earl, Piety, Matt. xii, 2o. I HOW foft the Words my Savior ſpeaks! How kind the Promiſes he makes ! A bruifed Reed he never breaks, Nor will he quench the finoking Flax, 2 The humble Poor he won't deſpife, Nor on the contrite Sinner frown : His Ear is open to their Cries, He quickly fends Salvation down. 3 When Piety in early Minds, Like tender Buds, begins to ſhoot, He guards the Plants from threatening Winds, And ripens Bloffoms into Fruit. 4 With humble Souls he bears a Part In all the Sorrows they endure : Tender and gracious is his Heart, His Promife is for ever fure. 5 He fees the Struggles that prevail Between the Powers of Grace and Sin : He kindly listens while they tell The bitter Pangs they feel within, 6 Tho’ preſs'd with Fears on ev'ry Side, They know not how the Strife may end; Yet he will foon the Caufe decide, And Judgment unto Vict'ry fend. DXVIII. C. M. Da. Dopprince. The Encouragement young Perſons have to/eek CHR1 sr, Pröv- viii. 17. YF Hearts with youthful Vigor warm, A In fmiling Crowds draw near, * * , , , . - 4. *** ni turi from every mortal Charm, A Savior's Voice to hear,
Y * O U T H. 2 He, Lord of all the Worlds on high, Stoops to converſe with you; And lays his radiant Glories by, Your Friendſhip to purſue. 3 “ The Soul, that longs to fee my Face, “ Is fure my Love to gain ; “ And thoſe that early my Grace, “ Shall never feek in vain.” 4 What Objećt, Lord, my Soul ſhould move, If once compar'd with thee ? „What Beauty ſhould command my Love, Like what in CHR1st I fee ? 5 Away, ye falfe delufive Toys, Vain Tempters of the Mind! ’Tis here I fix my laſting Choice, . For here true Bliſs I find. .. DXIX. C. M. DR. Doo D R 1 D c e. Seek first the Kingdam of God, Matt. vi. 33, } Now let a trưe Ambition rife, And Ardor fire our Breaſts, To reign in Worlds above the Skies, In heavenly Glories dreſt 2 Behold, Jehovah's royal Hand.-- A radiant Crown diſplay, Whofe Gems with vivid Luftrefhine, While Stars and Suns decay. 3 Away each grovelling anxious Care, Beneath a Chriſtian’s A im ! We ſpring to feize immortal Joys, . In our Redeemer’s Name. N n, 3 | |
* TIMES AND SEAsoNs. 4 Ye Hearts, with youthful Vigor warm, The glorious Prize purſue; Nor fear the Want of earthly Good, While Heavenis kept in View. DXX. L. M. DR. WAT 'rs's SER Mọ Ns, arkx. 21. " MUST all the Charms of Nature then, So hopeleſs to Salvation prove? Can Hell demand, can Heaven condemn The Man whom Jesus deigns to love?– 2 The Man who fought the Ways of Truth, Paid Friends and Neighbours all their Due; A modest, fober, lovely Youth, Who thought he wanted Nothing now? 3 But mark the Change: thus fpake the Lorp, “ Come part with Earth for Heaven To-day;" The Youth, aftoniſh'd at the Word, In filent Sadneſs went his Way. 4 Poor Virtues, that he boasted fo, This Test unable to endure, * Let Chr Isr, and Grace, and Glory go, To make his Land and Money fure! Ah fooliſh Choice of Treaſures here ! Ah fatal Love of tempting Gold! Must this bafe World bebought fo dear? And Life and Heaven fo cheaply fold? 6 In vain the Charms of Nature fhine, If this vile Paffion governs me; Transform my Soul, O Love divine! And make me part wità all för thee, || || 5 - A lovely Youth falling /ort of Heaven, | | | || |
y o U T H. Dxxi. s. M. Faverrr. Hoew/ball a Young Man davº his Way ? Pſalm cxix. 9. 1 WITH humble Heart and Tongue, My God, to thee I pray ; O make me learn whilſt I am young, How I may cleanſe my Way. 2 Now in my early Days, Teach me thy Will to know ; O God, thy fan&tifying Grace Betimes on me beſtow. 3 Make an unguarded Youth The Object of thy Care ; Help me to choofe the Way of Truth, And fly from every Snare. 4 My Heart, to Folly prone, Renew by Power divine ; Unite it to thyſelf afone, And make me wholly thine. 5 O let thy Word of Grace My warmeſt Thoughts employ; Be this thro' all my following Days, My Treaſure, and my Joy. 6 To what thy Laws impart Be my whole Soul inclin’d; O let them dwell within my Heart, And fan&tify my Mind. 7 May thy young Servant learn, By theſe to cleanfe his Way ; And may I here the Path difeera That leads to endleis Day | || |
Ásis AND SEASONS. / DxxH. Chatham Tune. D. BRAD BE RY's, altere - /* . - · FoR A SU N D AY ScHooL.– - The Importance of educating Youth. Congregation. I OW let our Hearts conſpire to raiſe A cheerful Anthem to his Praife Who reigns enthron'd above : Let Muſic, ſweetas Incemfe, rife, With grateful Odors to the Skies, The Work of Joy and Love. Children, 2 Teach us to bow before thy Face;Norlet our Hearts forget thy Grace, Or flight thy ; When loſt in Ignorance we lay, To Vice and Death an eaſy Prey, Thy Goodneſs fnatch'd us thence. Congregation, 3. O what a numerous Race we fee, In Ignorance and Mifery, Unprincipled, untaught ! Shall they continue ſtill to lie In Ignorance and Mifery ? We cannot bear the Thought. · Children., 4 Give, Lord, each liberal Soul to prove The Joys of thine exhaustlefs Love; And while thy Praife we fing; . May we the facred Scriptures know, And like the bleſſed Jesus grow, . ' That Earth and Heaven may ring
YOUTH EDUCATED." Congregation. 5 We feel a ſympathifing Heart, LoRD, 'tis a Pleaſure to impart, To thee thine own we give : Hear thou our Cry, and pitying ſee, O let theſe Children live to thee, O let theſe Children livę. DXXIII. C. M. J. STRAP HAN. S u N D A Y Sc Hoo L. BLEST is the Man whoſe Heart expands At melting Pity’s Call, And the rich Bleffings of whoſe Hands Like heavenly Manna fall. 2 Mercy deſcending from above, In fofteſt Accents pleads ; O ! may each tender Bofom move When Mercy intercedes. 3 Be ours the Bliſs in Wiſdom's Way To guide untutor'd Youth, And lead the Mind that went astray To Virtue and to Truth. 4 Children our kind Protećtion claim, And God will well approve, When Infants learn to liſp his Name, And their Creator love. 5 Delightful Work! young Souls to win, And turn the rifing Race - From the deceitful Paths of Sin, To feek redeeming Grace. 6 Almighty God, thy Influence ſhed To aid this good Deſign : The Honors of thy Name be ſpread, And all the Glory thine,
TrMÉS AND SEASONS. DXXIV. C. M. Old Ac e approaching; or, Man frail and mirtal. * ETERNAL Gop: enthron'd on high! Whom Angel-Hosts adore ; Who yet to fuppliant Duft art nigh, Thy Preſence I implore. 2 O guide me down the Steep of Age, And keep my Paffions cool : Teach me to fcan the facred Page, And praćtife every Rule. 3 My flying Years Time urges on, What's human muſt decay ; * My Friends, my young Companions gone, Can I expect to stay ? 4 Can I Exemption plead, when Death" Projects his awful Dart? / . Can Med'cines thea prolong mỹ Breath, Or Virtue ſhield my Heart ? . 5 Ah ! no–then fmooth the mortal Hour, On thee my Hope depends : s me with Almighty Power, hile Duft to Duft defcends. 6 Then ſhall my Soul, O gracious God! (While Angels join the Lay ) Admitted to the bleſs'd Abode, Its endleſs Anthems pay. 7 Thro' Heaven, howe'er remote the Bound, Thy matchlefs Love proclaim, And join the Choir of Šaints that found Their great Redeemer's Name.
DAYS OF HUMILIATION. FAST AND THANKSGIVING DAYS. DXXV. C. M. For a Publie Fast. I SEE, gracious God, before thy Throne Thy mourning People bend ! 'Tis on thy fovereign Grace alone, Our humble Hopes depend. 2 Tremendous J from thy Hand, Thy dreadful Power diſplay; Yet Mercy ſpares this guilty Land, And ſtill we live to pray. 3 Great God, and why is Britain ſpar'd, Ungrateful as we are ! O make thy awful Warnings heard, While Mercy cries, “ Forbear.” 4 What numerous Crimes increafing rife, Thro' this apostate Iſle ! What Land fo favor'd of the Skies, And yet what Land ſo vile ? 5 How chang'd, alas ! are Truths divine, For Error, Guilt, and Shame ! What impious Numbers, bold in Sin, Diſgrace the Chriſtian Name ! 6 Regardleſs of thy Smile or Frown, Their Pleaſures they require; And fink with gay Indifference down To everlasting Fire. . 7 O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, By thy refistleſs Grace; Then ſhall our Hearts obey thy Word, And humbly feek thy Face.
TIMES AND SEASONS. 8 Then, ſhould inſulting Foes invade, We ſhall not fink in Fear; Secure of never-failing Aid, If God, our Goo, is near. DXXVI. C. M. S--. ' A Hymn för a Fast-Bay, Gen. xviii. 23–33. 1 WHEN Abram, full of facred Awe, Before Jehovah stood, And, with a humble fervent Prayer, For guilty Södom fued ; - 2 With what Succeſs, what wondrous Grace, Was his Petition crown'd! The Lord would ſpare, if in the Place Ten righteous Men were found. 3 And could a fingle, holy Soul So rich a Boon obtain ? . Great God, and ſhall a Nation cry, And plead with thee in yain ? 4 Britain, all guilty as ſhe is, Her numerous Saints can boaſt, And now their fervent Prayers aſcend, And can thoſe Prayers be loft? 5 Are not the Righteous dear to thee, Now as in ancient Times ? Or does this finful Land exceed Gomorrah in its Crimes ? 6 Still are we thine, we bear thy Name, Here yet is thine Abode ; . Long has thy Prefence bleſs'd our Land, Forfake us not, O God.
DAYS OF HUMILIATION. DXXVII. L. M. ST E E LE, On a Day of Prayer for Succeſ; in War. ORD, how ſhall wretched Sinners dare ** Look up to thy divine Abode ? Or offer their imperfect Prayer Before a juſt, a holy God ? 2 Bright Terrors guard thy awful Seat, And dazzling Glories veil thy Face : Yet Mercy calls us to thy Feet, Thy Throne is ſtill a Throne of Grace. 3 O may our Souls thy Grace adore, May Jesus plead our humble Claim ; While thy Protection we implore, In his prevailing, glorious Name. 4 With all the boasted Pomp of War In vain we dare the hoſtile Field; v - In vain, unleſs the Lo Rd be there; Thy Arm alone is Britain's Shield. ; Let past Experience of thy Care Support our Hope, our Truft invite! Again attend our humble Prayer! Again be Mercy thy Delight! 6 Our Arms ſucceed, our Councils guide, Let thy right Hand our Cauſe maintan; Till War's deſtrućtive Rage fubfide, And Peace refume her gentle Reign. 7 O when ſhall Time the Period bring When raging War fhall waste no more; When Peace ſhall stretch her balmy Wing From Europe's Coaſt, to India's Shore ? O o *
TIMES AND SEÁsoNs." 8 When ſhall the Goſpel's | g Ray (Kind Source of Amity divine!) Spread o'er the World celeſtial Day? When ſhall the Nations, LaRD, be thine? " DXXVIII. L. M. Persiossr David - National Judgments deprecated, and National Miria pleaded, Amos iii. 1–6. I WHILE o'er our guilty Land, O Lorn, We view the Terrors of thy Sword; Oh ! whither ſhall the Helpleſs fly ? To whom but thee direct their Cry ? 2 The helpleſs Sinner's Cries and Tears Are grown familiar to thine Ears; Oft ħas thy Mercy fent Relief, . . . when all was Fear and hopeleſs Grief On thee, our guardian God, we call, Before thy Throne of Grace we fall; . And is there no Deliverance there ? .: And must we periſh in Deſpair? * 4 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, a To our forfaken God we turn ; . ' O ſpare our guilty Country; ſpare , , The Church which thou hast lanted here. We plead thy Grace, indulgent Goo ; We plead thy Son's atoning Blood; . . . . . ' We plead thy ğracious Promiſes, og . ' And are they unavailing Pleas? ... - 6 Thefe Pleas, preſented at thy Throne, , , Have brought ten Thouſand Blestings dºw" On guilty Lands in helpleſs Wo̟e; }; " | Let them prevail to faveus too ! *
DAYS OF THANKSGIVING. " Dxxix. c, M. , ' - - - , ' ! y - * 4 Tiant givingfor W.isov over our Enemies, | TO thee, who reign'st f above, , , And reign'it ſupreme below, - Thou Gop of Wiſdom, Power, and Love, We our Succeſſes owe. : The thundering Horſe, the martial Band * Without thine Aid were vain ; , v ť - | And Víctory flies at thy Command * To crown the bright Campaign. | Thy mighty Arm, unſeen, was nigh, When we our Foes affail’d; * 'Tis thou haft rais'd our Honors-high, . ” And o'er their Hofts prevail’d. . Their Mounds, their Camps, their lofty Towers Into our Hands are given, Not from Đefert or Strength of ours, : But thro’ the Grace of Heaven. | wisat tho' no Columns lifted high Stand deep inferib’d with Praife, | Yet founding Hohors to the Sky Our grateful Tongues ſhall raife. ** To our young Race will we proclaim * The Mercies God has ſhown ; -: That they may fearn to bleſs his Name, And chooſe him for their own. This, while we ſleep in filent Duft, When threatning Dangers come, . Their Father's Goo ſhaiĪ be their Trust, º Their Refuge and their Home. . . . . . ' - : O o 4 : ' ° ' ',', r r f : i .
rímes ANts skasöks.“.rw i 1. . . . :o 1 2 3 :giºnº - DXXX. L. M. Bedro Mr. . , / , „ " " . . Prace prayed jir. " ON Britain, lang a favor'd Iſle, , !Now overwhelm’d with Guilt and Shame, Deign, mighty God, once more to fmile; | The fame thy Power, thy Grace the fame. 2 Let Peace deſcend with balmy Wing, And all its Bleilings round her ſhed ; Her Liberties be well fecur'd, , And Commerce lift its fainting Head: 3 Let the loud Cannon ceaſe to roar, The warlike Trump no longer found ; The Din of Arms be heard no rnore, Nor human Blood pollute the Ground. 4 Let hostile Troops drop from their Hands The ufeleſs Sword, the glittering Spear; And join in Friendſhip's facred Bands, Nor one distentient Voice be there. - 5 Thus fave, O Lord, a finking Land, Millions of Tongues ſhall then adore, Refound the Honors of thy Name, , , , , a , And ſpread thy Praiſe from Shore to Shore. - , -, , ' ’ ." "A DXXXI. L. M. Sree i. e. A Praiſe for national Peace, Pſalm xlvi, 9, . , 1 GREAT Ruler of the Earth and Skies, A Word of thy Almighty Breath Can fink the World, orbid it rife: ' ’ . Thy Smile is Life, thy Frown is Death. ' i 2 When angry Nations ruſh to Arms, "*", And Rage, and Noiſe, and Tumult reign, And War its dire Alarms, : ! And Slaughter ſpreads the hostile Plains;
DAYS OF THANKSGIVING. 3 Thy fovereign Eye looks calmly down, - And marks theirCourfe, and bounds their Pow'r; Thy Word the angry Nations own, And Noife and War are heard no more. 4 Then Peace returns with balmy Wing, ' ’ (Sweet Peace ! with her what Éleffings fled !) Glad Plenty laughs, the Vallies fing, - Reviving Commerce lifts her Head. * 5 Thou good, and wife, and righteous Lord, * - * All mõve fubfervient to thy Will; : And Peace and War await thy Word, . And thy fublime Decrees fulfil. ' 6 To thee we pay Our grateful Songs, Thy kind Protection ſtill implore; O may our Hearts, and Lives, and Tongues, Confeſs thy Goodneſs and adore. , 1 , 4 DXXXII. L. M. Thankſgiving for National Delverance, and In-provement of it, Luke i. 74, 75. „” *". * I PRAISE to the Lor p, who bows his Ear Propitious to his People's Prayer; And, tho' Deliverance long delay, N Anſwers in his well-chofen Day. 2 Salvation doth to God belong; His Power and Grace ſhall be our Song; . The Tribute of our Love we bring To thee, our Savior, and our King! 3 Our Temples guarded from the Flame, Shall echo thy triumphant Name; And every peaceful private Home To thee a Temple hall becoire. ' , O o 3 : ; "
TÍMËS) A*VÍD, ÞEASONS, /.^i 4 Still be it our ſupreme Đelight - " , To walk as in thy honor'd Sight; i , si: > Hence in thy Precepts and thy Fear, " " - ”Till Life's laſt Hour to perſevere: - - DXXXIII. L. M. DR. Dop DR1 D Gr. Delivering Goodnost acknowledged, 2 Cor. i. Io A Sørg for the 5th of November. I PRAISE to the Lord, whoſe mighty Hand So oft reveal'd hath fav'd our Land; And, when united Nations rofe, Hath ſham'd and ſcourg'd our haughtiest Foes. z When mighty Navies from afar To Britain wafted floating War, His Breath difpers'd them all with Eafe, And funk their Terrors in the Seas *. 3 While for our Princes they prepare In Caverns deep a burning Snare; He ſhot from Heav'n a piercing Ray. * * * And the dark Treachery brought to Day $. 4 Princes and Priests again combine New Chains to forge, new Snares to twine; , Again our gracious God appears, And breaks their Chains, and cuts their Snare. Obedient Winds at his Command + Convey his Hero to our Land; " | The Sons of Rome with Terror view, And ſpeed their Flight when hone purſue. 5 6 Such great Deliverance God hath wrought, · And down to us Salvation brought; . Ánd still the Care of Guardian-HeavenSecures the Bliſs itſelfhath given. " * spºriſh Armada, 1388. i Gun-Powde, Piet i Kirs William, 1688.
DAYS OF THANKSGIVING. 7 In Thee we truft, Almighty Lor », - ; Continu’d Reſcue to afford : . . . . . ., , * Still be thy powerful Arm made bare, - For all thy Servants’ Hopes are there. e : DXXXIV. I. M. Srpri r. For the 5th of November. t To thee, Almighty God, we bring The humble Tribute of our Songs; O teach our thankful Hearts to fing, Or Praife will languiſh on our Tongues. z While Britain (favor'd of the Skies) : : Recalls the Wonders God hath wrought; ** Let grateful Joy adoring rife, And warm to Rapture every Thought. 3 When Hell and Rome combin'd their Power, And doom'd theſe Jíles their certain Prey; . Thy Hand forbade the fatal Hour,Their impious Plots in Ruin lay. 4 Again our restlefs cruel Foes . Refum'd, avow'd their black Deſign; Again to fave us God aroſe, And Britain own'd the Hand divine. Why, gracious God, is Britain fav’d? Why bleſs'd with Liberty and Light? Nor by fell Tyranny enflav'd, Nor loft in Superstition's Night ? Not for our Sake, we conſcious own; . . A wretched, vile, ungrateful Race: , ’Tis done to make thy Glory known; : To ſhew the Wonders of thy Grace. , , , - * i - - - * - - * * 5 6 * - -
TIMES AND SEASONS. - * , , , ) – I r } }; } / | | | } 7 The Wonders of thy Grace complete; Reform this wretched guilty Land ! ... , " ; Let thankful Love, beneath thy Feet, . ' Confeſs thy kind, thy guardian Hand! v | 8 Let every Age adore thy Name, '°' * * While Nature's circling Wheels ſhall roll! Thy Mercies every Tongue proclaim, And found thy Praife from Pole to Pole. DXXXV. L. M. Deliverances, Num. xxiii. 23. 1 VVH 17 hath God vrought / might Iſraelfy, W When Fordan roll'd Tide | " And gave a Paſſage to their Bands, · Safely to march acroſs its Sands. 2 ithat baik God wrought/ might well befid, When Jesus, rifing from . . . . Scatter'd the Shades of Pagan Night, And bleſs'd the Nations with his Light. 3 What hath God wrought ! let Britain fee, Freed from the Plagues of Popery, Its tenfold Night, its Iron Chains, Its galling Yoke, its cruel Pains. 4. What hath God wrought / in glad Surpriſe, Shall found thro’ all the Earth and Skies, When, like a Mill-Stone in the Main, Proud Rome ſhall fink, nor rife again. 5 What hath God wrought / O bliſsful Theme! Are we redeem'd, and callid by hin? o Shall we be led the f)efert thro' ? - - '' And fafe arrive ar Glory too?--. . .: / " ,
. / ()2A, HA GIZA Pdf/; " DEL ANCES–LOYALTY. ; stof irr . . . . . ) : ': , . 1. '. 6 The News ſhall every Harp employ, "" :** Fill every Tongue with rapturous ; When ſhall we join the heavenly Throng, To ſwell the Triumph and the Song ! 1 I - * - - // Dxxxvi. Chatham Tune. ' '; Prayer for his Majesty King George, and the Family. i ORD, thou hast bid thy People pray For all that bear the sway, And thy Vicegerents reign; r . . . . . . Rulers, and Governors, and Powers: , And lo! we humbly pray for ours; , Nor can we pray in vain. . . . 2 Jesus, thy chofen Servant guard, - And every threatening Danger ward . . . ,, From his anointed Head ; " * * Bid all his Griefs and Troubles ceaſe, , Thro’ Paths of Righteoufiefs and Peace ! ' " Our King, propitious lead. 3 Cover his Enemies with Shame, Defeat their proud nalicicus Aim, And make their Councils vain; . Preſerve him, Providence divine, And let the long illustrious Line To latest,Ages reign. " " * 4 Upon him/Howerthy Blestings down, Crown him with Grace, with Glory crown, And everlaſting Joys; . . . * * * * While Wealth, Proſperity and Peace, . . :: Our Nation and our Churches bleſs, -:. ..." A And Praiſe TH e GloB e employs, .* *
TIMES AND SEASONS. s i c k N R s stand R e cove R Y, , , s rot :: : ! Dxxxvii. c. M. SreELz. - Destring the Preſence of Gob in Äijäin. M THOU only Centre of my Resty z :: Look down with pitying Eye, While with protracted Pain opprest, I breathe the plaintive Sigh. 2 Thy gracious Preſence, O my God, My every Wiſh contains; , With this, beneath Afilićtion’s Load, My Heart no more complains.: , 3 This can my every Care control, Gild each dark Scene with Light. . . This is the Sunfhine of the Soul, Without it all is Night. 4 My Lord, my Life, O cheer my Heart With thy reviving Ray, - , , ; .. , * ." · And bid theſe mournful Shades depart, : .. . And bring the Dawn of Day! . . . . . 5 O happy Scenes of pure Delight! ! Where thy full Beams impart , , ,. . . Unclouded Beauty to the Sight, , , , ...... And Rapture to the Heart. , i - 6 Her Part in thoſe fair Realms of Bliſs, , , My Spirit longs to know ; , ! My Wiſhes terminate in this, . . . . . ' Nor can they rest below. . . . . 7 Lord, ſhall the gº of my Heart . . . Aſpire in vain to thee? . . . . Confirm my Hope, that where I ſhall för ever ber -- Irrig : --:en. : en i ! " thoa ait, : : " 's ' "
· s-1 e R N É s s." 8 Then ſhall my cheerful Spirit fing The darkſome Hours away, And rife on Faith's expanded Wing To everlaſting Day. - 1 ? DxxxvIII. C. M. Dr. warrs, i Complaint and Hope under great Pain. i LORD, I am pain’d; but I refign My Body to thy Will ; 'Tis Grace, 'tis Wiſdom all divine, Appoints the Pains I feel. * 2 Dark are thy Ways of Providence, While they who love thee groan: Thy Reaſons lie conceal'd from Senſe, Myſterious and unknown. 3 Yet Nature may have Leave to ſpeak, And plead before her God, ' - . Lest the o'erburden’d Heart ſhould break Beneath thine heavy Rod. : 4 Theſe mournful Groans and flowing Tears, Give my poor Spirit Eafe ; While every Groan my Father hears, And every Tear he fees. 5 [How ſhall'I my Gop . ' In Bonds of Grief confin’d ? ' ' Damp'd is my Vigor, while this Clod Hangs heavy on my Mind.] 6 Isnotfomë fmiling Hour at Hand : : : , With Peace upon its Wings ? ' Give tjö God, ihy ſwift cổnimand, , , with all the Joys it brings. '
TIMES AND SEASONS. -- DXXXIX. C. M. Leech. Fora Time ofgeneral Siinji. I EATH, with his dread Commiſſion feal'd, * Now haftens to his Arms ; - In awful State he takes the Field, And founds his dire Alarms. z Attendant Plagues around him ſtand, And wait his dread Command ; And Pains, and dying Groans obey The Signal of his Hand. . With cruel Force, he ſcatters round His Shafts of deadly Power; While the Grave waits its deſtin’d Prey, Impatient to devour. ' 2 4 Look up, ye Heirs ofendlefs Joy, Nor fet your Fears prevail ; Eternal Life is your Reward, When Life on Earth fhall fail. What tho’ his Darts, promiſcuous hurl'd, Deal fatal Plagues around ; And Heaps of putrid Carcaſes . . O'erload the cumber'd Ground; 6 The Arrows, that ſhall wound your Fleſh, Were giv'n him from above: . Dipt in the great Redeemer's Blood, And feather’d all with Love. 7 Thefe, with a gentle Hand, he throws, And Saints Iie gaſping too ; But heavenly Strength ſupports their Souls, And bears them Čonquerors thro', *
R E C O V E R Y. -– ------- -- 8 Joyful they ftretch their Wings abroad, And all'in Triumph rife To the fair Palace of their God, And Manſions in the Skies. . . DXL, S. M. Beppone. . . . . Submiſſion under Affliction. I OST thou my Profit feek, And chaften as a Friend ? O God, I'll kifs the ſmarting Rod, , There's Honey at the End. , ! 2 Doſt thou thro’ Death’s dark Vale Condućt to Heaven at laſt ? The future Good will make Amends For all the Evil past. Lord, I would not repine At Strokes in Mercy fent ; If the Chaſtifement comes in Love, . My Soul fhall be content. DXLI. L. M. W.–. Sickneſ, and Recovery. I AWHILE remain'd the doubtful Strife, ”Till Jesus gave me back my Life, My Life?–my Soul, recall the Word, ’Tis Life to fee thy gracious Lord. | 2 Why inconvenient now to die ? Vile Unbelief, O tell me why ? When can it inconvenient be, My loving Lord, to come to thee? 3 He ſaw me made the Sport of Hell, , ' He knew the Tempter's Malice well; And when my Soul had all to fear, . Then did the glorious Su N appear! ' P p
TIMES AND SEASONS... 4 obieß him!—blest, ye dying Saint. The Goo of Grace, when Nature faints! He ſhew'd my Fleſh the gaping Grave, . To ſhew me, he had Power to fave. , ** * DXLII. C. M. DR. Doddripce. Praiff for Recovery from Sickneſs, Pf. cxviii.18, 19. 1 SOVEREIGN of Life, I own thy Hand In every chaftening Stroke ; , . . . . And, while I fmart beneath thy Rod, Thy Preſence I invoke. . - 2 To thee in my Diſtrefs I cried, And thou haft bow'd thine Far ; „ .... Thy powerful Word my Life prolongd, Ånd brought Salvation near. , ze , 3 Unfold, ye Gates of Righteoufneſs, That, with the pious Throng, I may record my folemn Vows, . And tune my grateful Song, 4 Praife to the Lord, whoſe gentle Hand Renews our laboring Breath : . Praife to the Lord, who makes his Saints Triumphant e'en in Death,,, 5 My God, in thine appointed Hoer Thoſe heavenly Gates diſplay, Where Pain and Sin, and Fear and Death For ever flee away. - 6 There, while the Nations of the Bleſs'd With Raptures bow around, My Ninthen s to delivering Grace, In ſweeter Strains íhall found.
TIME AND ETÉRNITY. . . T I M E A N D ET E R N I T Y. DXLIII. L. M. Steele. The shering, ofTime and Frailly orman, Pfxxxix. i ALMIGHTY Maker of my Frame, Teach me the Meaſure of my Days ! Teach me to know how frail I am, And fpend the Remnant to thy Praiſe. 2 My Days are ſhorter than a Span, A little Point my Life appears; * * * How frail at beſt is dying Man ! How vain are all his Hopes and Fears. Vain his Ambition, Noiſe, and Show ! Vain are the Cares which ràčk his Mind ! He heaps up Treaſures mix'd with Woe; And dies, and leaves them all behind. 4 Q be a nobler Portion mine : , , My God, I bow before thy Thróne, Earth's fleeting Treaſures I refign, And fix my Hope ön thee alone. . 3 DXLIV. L. M. DR. Dood R1 pc E. The Wiſdom of redeeming Time, Eph. v. 15. 16. ---- 1 I GOD of Eternity, from thee Did Infant-Time his Being draw ; ' Moments and Days, and Months and Years, Revolve by thine unvaried Law. . 2 Silent and low they glide away;Steady anå strong the Current flows, Y Loſt in Eternity’s wide-Sea, . . The boundlefs Gulf, from whence it rofe. --- - . P p 2. ” . : ) : 4
TIME AND ETERNITY. 3 With it the thoughtlefs Sons of Men Before the rapid Streams are borne, On to that everlaſting Home, Whence not one Soul can e'er return. 4 Yet while the Shore on either Side Preſents a gaudy flattering Show, We gaze, in fond Amuſement lost, Nor think to what a World we go. ; Great Source of Wiſdom, teach my Heart To know the Price of every Hour ; That Time may bear me on to Joys Beyond its Meaſure, and its Power. DXLV. Sevens. "RY LAND, Junior. The Saint hans in being entirely at the Dihil: of his Goo.--My Times are in thy Hard, Pſalm xxxi. 15. xxxiv. 1. 1 SOVEREIGN Ruler of the Skies, Ever gracious, ever wife ! All my # are in thy Hand, All Events at thy Command. 2 : His Decree, who form’d the Earth, Fix'd my first and fecond Birth : Farents, Native-Place, and Time, All appointed were by him: , , 3 He that form’d me in the Womb, . He ſhall guide me to the Tomb : t All my Times ſhall ever be Order'd by his wife Decree: * * * * * * . 4 Times of Sickneſs, Times of Health; Times of Penury and Wealth ; " Times of Trial and of Grief; e Times of Triumph and Relief.
TIME AND ETERNITy. "------- - Times the Tempter's Power to prove ; , , 5 Times to taste 'r } All must come, and last, and end, As ſhall pleaſe my heavenly Friend. 6 Plagues and Deaths around me fly; Till he bids, I cannot die ; , Nota ſingle Shaft can hit , Till the God of Love fees fit. . . . 7 O thou.gracious, wife, apdjuſt, , , In my Life I truit: Have I fomewhat dearer ſtill ? . I refign it to thy Will. . . . 8 May I always own thy Hand- n , * Still to the Surrender ſtand: « Know that thou art God alone, I and mine are all thy own. * 9 Thee, at all Times, will I bleſs; - ** Having Thee, I all posteſs: . * * , How can I bereayed be, - Since I cannot part with thçe. . . * DXLVI. C. M. ST E F L F. r - - Time and Eternity; or, longing after un/een Plea /ares, 2 Cor. iv. 18. 1 HOW long ſhall Earth's alluring Toys Detain our Hearts and Eyes, Regardlefs of immortal Joys, And Strangers to the Skies? 2 Theſe tranfient Scenes will foon derw, * They fade upon the Sight ; - - And quickly will their brighteſt Day , t * Be loſt in endleſs Night. . . . . P p 3 - / |
TIME AND ETÉRNITY. 3 Their brightest Day, alas, how vain! With conſcious Sighs we own; While Clouds of Sorrow, Care, and Pain, O'erſhade the fmiling Noon. 4 O could our Thoughts and Wiſhes fly Above thefe gloomy Shades, To thoſe bright Worlds beyond the Sky, Which Sorrow ne'er invades. 5 There Joys unfeen by mortal Eyes, Or Reaſon's feeble Ray,In ever blooming Proſpećts rife, , Unconſcious of Decay. 6 Lord, fend a Beam of Light divine, To guide our upward Aim! With one reviving Touch of thine, Our languid Hearts inflame. 7 Then ſhall, on Faith's fublimest Wing, Our ardent Wiſhes rife - To thoſe bright Scenes, where Pleaſures ſpring Immortal in the Skies. DXLVII. S. M. DR. S. ST EN NETT. Divine Mercies in constant Succeſſion, Lam.iii.24,1; I OW various and how new, . Are thy Compastions, Lord ! Each Morning ſhall Mercy fhew, Each Night thy Truth record. 2 Thy Goodneſs, like the Sun, Dawn'd on our early Days,E'er Infant-Reaſon had begun To form our Lips to Praife. » -
. TIME AND ETERNITY. =--–– 3 Each Object we beheld Gave Pleaſure to our Eyes; And Nature all our Senſes held - In Bands of ſweet Surpriſe 4 But Pleaſures more reſin'd i 1 Awaited that bleſs'd Day * * * When Light aroſe upon our Mind, And chas'd our Sins away- ' 5 How new thy Mercies then ! : How fovereign and how free ! Our Souls that had been dead in Sin, ' " Were made alive to thee. * : P a u s E. . , * 6 Now we expect a Day Still brighter far than this, when Death ſhall bear our Souls away * To Realms of Light and Bliſs- y · 7 There rapturous Scenes of Joy Shall burſt upon our Sight: * - And every Pain, and Tear, and Sigh, " : Be drown'd in endleſs Night. 8 Beneath thy balmý Wing, O Sun of Righteoufneſs," Our happy Souls'fhall fit and fing The onders of thy Grace. , - Nor ſhall that radiant Day So joyfully begun, i, ; ; , , ;" | In Evening Shadows die away, * * Beneath the fetting Sun. . . * * * , - , : * i *, * *** 1o . How various and how newi : . Are thy Compastions, Loro !. , * Eternity thy Love ſhall ſhew, iro: “ And all thy Truth record. 4 * * . * A.
. TIME AND ETERNITY. * , , ; z -i 4A , ' ’ DXLVIII., L. M. A * * Eternity joyful, and remiidiük: ' , ' ; : -rrrrr--. . , i 1: , . * ETERNITY is jest at Hand; And ſhall I wáte my ebbing Šand, . And careleſs view departing Day, * And throw my Inch of Time away.? . . . . 2 Eternity, tremendous Soúnd ! . ~ : , , ! To guilty Souls a dreadful Wound; But O! if CHRIsr and Heaven be mine, How ſweet the Accents ! how-divine ! 3 Be this my chief, my only Care, My high Purſuit, my ardent Prayer, * An Intereft in the Savior's Blood, , , My Pardon feal'd and Peace with Gop. ' " 4 But ſhould my brightest Hopes be yain,. The rifing Doubt, how ſharp its Pain ! . My Fears, O gracious Gop, remove, Confirm my Title to thy Love. 5 Search, Lok D, O ſearch my inmọſt Heart, . And Light,. and Hope, and Joy impart ; ' From Guilt and Error iei me free, And guide me ſafe to Heaven and thee. DXLIX. Chatham Tune. A Prayer for Seriou/nc/s, in Proſpect of Eterniy. , y * . . . . - - * 1 THOU God of glorious Majesty! To thee, against myſelf, to thee, " A finful Worth, I cry : - An half-awaken'd, Child of Man, An Heirlofendlefs Bliſs or Pain, A sinner born to, die, *
TIME AND ETERNITY. 2 Lo ! on a narrow Neck of Land, *Twixt two unbounded Seas I stand, Yet how infenſible ! A Point of Time, a Moment's Space, Removes me to yon’ heavenly-Place, Or–ſhuts me up in Hell. - 3 O God, my inmost Soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful Heart Eternal Things imprefs; Give me to feel their folemn Weight, And fave me ere it be too late, Wake me to Righteouſneis. - 4 Before me place, in bright Array, The Pomp of that tremendous Day, When thou with Clouds ſhalt come To judge the Nations at thy Bar : And tell me, Lord, ſhall I be there To meet a joyful Doom ! 5 Be this my one great Bus’nefs here, With holy Trembling, holy Fear, To make my Calling fure! Thine utmoſt Couafel to fulfil, 1 ' And fuffer all thy righteous Will, And to the End endure ! 6 Then, Savior, then my Soul receive, Tranſported from this Vale, to live reign with thee above; Where Faith is ſweetly lost in Sight, And Hope, in full fupreme Delight And cverlasting Love, : :
D E A T H. = - : " : , t' se , , , , ! - ° . D E A - T : H. * * * - ' , ! | DL. c.'.M. Dr. warts's Ly Ric, | Death and Eternity. I M Y Thoughts, that often mount'tlie Skies, Go, feardh the World beneath, Where Nature all in Ruin lies, And owns her Sovereign, Deáth. 2 The Tyrant, how he triumphs here*, His Trophies ſpread around ! And Heaps of Düft and Bones appear Thro' all the hollow Ground. 3 Theſe Skulls, what ghastly Figures now ! How loathfome to the Eyes! e .. Theſe are the Heads we lately knew So beauteous and fo wife. , ! 4 But where the Souls, thoſe deathlefs Things, That left their dying Clay ? My Thoughts, now ſtretch out all your Wing, And trace Eternity ! ' ' 5 O that unfathomable Sea ! Thoſe Peeps without a Shore ! - Where living Waters gently play, Or fiery Billows roar. 6 There we ſhall fwim in heavenly Bliſs, Or fink in flaming Wayes, , , While the pale Carcafe breathlefs lies Among the filent Graves. * Bunhill-Fields.
D E . A T. H.: – – – – – – – - ; “ Prepare us, Lorn, for thy Right-Hand, “ Then come the Joyful Day, “ Come, Death, and fome-celestial Band, “ To bear our Souls away.” DLI. As the 148th. Tor Lady's Collection. The Midnight Cry, Matt. xxv. 6... 1 E virgin Souls, arife, A With all the Dead awake, . . * * * Unto Salvation wife, ' ' , : Oil in your Vefſels take: Upſtarting at the Midnight-Cry, Behold your heavenly Bridegroom nigh. z He comes, he comes, to call. “ The Nations to his Bar, :i ** And take to Glory all ' ' '. Who meet for Glory are ; Make ready for your free Reward, Go forth with Joy to meet your Lord– , 3 Go, meet him in the Sky, , . * Your everlaſting Friend ; Your Head to glorify, With all his Saints aſcend, Ye pure in Heart, obtain the Grace To fee, without a Veil, his Face. * / 4 Ye, that have here receiv'd The Unction from aboye, And in his Spirit liv'd, And thirsted for his Love; Jesus ſhall claim you for his Bride; Rejoice with all the fanƐtify'd. \
D E A T H. 5 Rejoice, in glorious Hope Of that great Day unknown, When you ſhall be caught up To stand before his Throne ; Call'd to partake the Marriage-Feaſt, And lean on our Immanuel's Breaſt. 6 The everlaſting Doors Shall foon the Saints receive, Above thoſe Angel-Powers In glorious Joy to live ; Far from a World of Grief and Sin, With God eternally ſhut in. 7 Then letus wait to hear The Trumpet's welcome Sound; To fce our Lord appear, May we be watchingfound ! Enrob’d in Righteoufnefs divine, In which the Bride ſhall ever fhine. DLII. C. M. Viaory over Death thro' CHR1st, 1 Cor. xv. ;7, I HEN Death appears before my Sight W In all his '» y Sig Unequal to the dreadful Ësht, My Courage dies away. 2 But fee my glorious Leader nigh ! My Lord, my Savior lives; Before him Death's pale Terrors fly, And my faint Heart revives. 3 He left his dazzling Throne above, He met the Tyrant's Dart, And (O, amazing Power of Love ;) Receiv'd it in Heart. - --& -------
- * D E A T H. 4 No more, O grim Destroyer, boast Thy univerfal Sway; - To Heaven-born Souls thy Sting is lost, Thy Night, the Gates of Day. 5 Lord, I commit my Soul to thee, Accept the facred Trust, Receive this nobler Part of me, And watch my ſleeping Dust : 6 ”Till that illuſtrious Morning come, When all thy Saints ſhall rife, And, cloth’d in full immortal Bloom, Attend thee to the Skies. - 7 When thy triumphant Armies fing The Honors of thy Name, And Heaven's eternal Arches ring With Glory to the Lamb; 8 O let me join the raptur'd Lays, And with the bliſsful Throng Refound Salvation, Power, and Praiſe, In everlasting Song. DLIII. C. M. DR. WArts's Lyric. The welcome Maffenger. I LORD, when we fee a Saint of thine Lie out his Breath, With longing Eyes, and Looks divine, , Smiling and pleas'd in Death; z How we could e'en contend to lay Our Limbs upon that Bed! We aſk thine Envoy to convey Our Spirits in his Stead. Q q
D E A T H. 3 Our Souls are rifing on the Wing, To venture in his Place ; For when grim Death has loft his Sting, He has an Angel's Face. 4 Jesus, then purge my Crimes away, 'Tis Guilt creates my Fears; "Tis Guilt gives Death his fierce Array, And all Arms he bears. 5 Oh! if my threatening Sins were gone, And Death had loft his Sting, I could invite the Angel on, And chide his lazy Wing. 6 Away theſe interpofing Days, And let the Lovers meet; The Angel has a cold Embrace, But kind, and foft, and ſweet. 7 I'd leap at once my feventy Years, I'd ruſh into his Arms, And loſe my Breath, and all my Cares, Amid thoſe heavenly Charms. 8 Joyful I'd lay this Body down, And leave the lifeleſs Clay, Without a Sigh, without a Groan, And stretch and foar away. DLIV. L. M. Dr. DoD d R I D G e. Defiring to depart and be vith Christ, Phil. i. WHILE on the Verge of Life I stand, And view the Scene on either Hand, MySpirit struggles with my Clay, And longs to wing its Flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my Soul would be ; And faints my much-lov'd Lord to fee; Earth, twine no more about my Heart, For 'tis far better to depart.
]) E A T H. 3 Come, ye angelic Envoys, come, . And lead the willing Pilgrim Home ! Ye know the Way to Jesus’ Throne, Source of my Joys, and of your own. 4 That bliſsful Interview, how fweet ! To fall tranſported at his Feet ! | Rais'd in his Arms, to view his Face, º Thro' the full Beamings of his Grace! . 5 As with a Seraph's Voice to fing !, - ? To fly as on a Cherub's Wing ! - - Performing, with unweary’d Hands, The preſent Savior's high Commands. 6 Yet, with theſe Profpećts full in Sight, We'll wait thy Signal for the Flight ; For while thy Service we purſue, : We find a Heaven in all we do. * · · · DLV. C. M. DR. WAT Ts's LYR 1 c, The Preſence of God worth dying for; or, the Death of Moſes, Deut. xxxii. 49, 5o. xxxiv. 5. I ORD, 'tis an infinite Delight To fee thy lovely Face, To dwell whole Ages in thy Sight, And feel thy vital Rays. 2 This Gabriel knows, and fings thy Name With Rapture on his Tongue; Moſes the Saint enjoys the fame, And Heaven repeats the Song. 3 While the bright Nation founds thy Praiſe From each eternal Hill, ’’’ Sweet Odors of exhaling Grace - The happy Region fill, 'Q q 2
D E A T H. 4 Thy Love, a Sea without a Shore, Spreads Life and Joy abroad; O 'tis a Heaven worth dying for, To fee a fmiiing God ! 5 Sweet was the Journey to the Sky, The wondrous Prophet try’d; “ Climb up the Mount,” ſays God, “ and die:” The Prophet climb'd and died. 6 Softly his fainting Head he lay Upon his Maker’s Breaſt ; His kiſs'd his Soul away, And laid his Fleſh to Rett. 7 Shew me thy Face, and I'll away From all inferior Things; Speak, LoRp, and here I quit my Clay, And stretch my airy Wings. DLVI. C. M. , DR, S.ST E N N ET r. Children dying in their Infancy, in the Arms of Jesus, Matt, xix. 14. THy Life I read, my deareſt LoRD, With Tranſport divine ; Thine Image trace în every Word, Thy Love in every Line. 2 Methinks I fee a thouſand Čharms Spread o'er thy lovely Face, While Infants in thy tender Arms Receive the fmiling Grace.. 3 “ I take thefe little Lambs,” faid he, V “ And lay them in my Breaft; “ Protećtion they ſhall find in me, “ In me be ever bleit. - *
D E . A T H. 4 “ Death may the Bands of Life unloofe, ‘ “ But can't diffolve my Love: Millions of Infant-Souls compoſe “ The Family above. . Their feeble Frames my Pow’r ſhall raiſe, “ And mould with heavenly Skill : “ I'll give them Tongues to fing my Praife; “ And Hands to do my Will.” 6 His Words the happy Parents hear, And ſhout with joys divine, Dear SavioR, all we have and are Shall be for ever thine. 5 4 * DLVII. C. M. ST E E LE, At the Funeral of ayoung Perſon. ! WHEN blooming Youth is ſnatch'd away By Death's refistlefs Hand, Our Hearts the mournful Tribute pay, Which Pity must demand. While Pity prompts the rifing Sigh, O may this Truth, imprest With awful Power,–I too must die,-- Sink deep in every Breast. Let this vain World engage no more; Behold the gaping Tomb! It bids us feize the preſent Hour, To-morrow Death may come. The Voice of this alarming Scene May every Heart obey ; Nor be the heavenly Warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. Q q 3
==--- * - D E . A 'T H. 5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whofe powerful Arm can fave; Then ſhall our Hopes aſcend on high, And triumph o'er the Grave. 6 Great God, thy fovereign Grace impart, With cleanfing, healing Power; This only can prepare the Heart Før Death's ſurprifing Hour. DLVIII. C. M. Dr. Dodbridge. Comfort for pious Parents, who have been berea ved of their Children, Iſaiah lvi. 4, 5. " YE mourning Saints, whoſe streaming Tears Flow o’er your Children dead, Say not in Tranſports of Deſpair, That åll your Hopes are fled. z While cleaving to that darling Dust, * In fond Distrefs ye lie, Rife, and with Joy and Reverence view A heavenly Parent pigh. 3 Tho’, your young Branches torn away, Like wither’d Trunks ye stand, With fairer Verdure ſhall ye bloom, | Touch'd by th' Almighty's Hand. 4 “ I'll give the Mourner,” faith the Lorp, · “ In my own Houſe a Place; “ No Names of Daughters and of Sons “ Could yield fo high a Grace. 5 “ Tranfient and vain is every Hope “ A rifing Race can give ; “ In endleſs Honor and Đelight “ My Children all ſhall live,” * * *
D E A - T H. 6 We welcome, Lord, thoſe rifing Tears, Thro' which thy Face we fee, « And bleſsthofe Wounds, which thro’ our Hearts Prepare a Way for thee. DLIx. L. M. Fawcerr. The Death of the Sinnerand the Saint. 1 WHAT Scenes of Horror and of Dread Await the Sinner’s dying Bed ! Death's Terrors all appear in Sight, Prefages of eternal Night. 2 His Sins in dreadful Order rife, And fill his Soul with fad Surpriſe ; Mount Sinai's Thunder ſtuns his Ears, And not one Ray of Hope appears. 3 Tormenting Pangs diſtract his Breaſt, Where'er he turns, he finds no Reſt; Death ſtrikes the Blow, he groans and cries, And, in Deſpair and Horror, dies. 4 Notfo the Heir of heavenly Bliſs; His Soul is fill'd with conſcious Peace; A ſteady Faith fubdues his Fear; He fees the happy Canaan near. 5 His Mind is tranquil and ferene, No Terrors in his Looks are feen ; His Savior's Smile difpels the Gloom, And fmooths his Paſſage to the Tomb. . . . 6 Lord, make my Faith and Love ſincere, My Judgment found, { Confcience clear; And when the Toils of Life are paſt, May I be found in Peace at last,
D E A T H. = DLX. As the 1o4th. On the Death of a Believer. J 'Tis finiſh'd, 'tis done! the Spirit is fled, Our Brother is gone, the Chriſtian is dead; The Chriſtian is living in Jesus’s Love, And gladly receiving a Kingdom above. 2 All Honor and Praiſe are Jesus's due ; Supported by Grace, he fought his Way thro'; Triumphantly glorious, thro' Jesus’s Žeal, And more than victorious o'er Sin, Death and Hell. 3 Then let us record the conquering Name, OurCaptain and Lord, with Shoutingsproclaim: Who truft in his Paffion, and follow their Head, To certain Salvation fhall furely be led. 4. O Jesus, lead on thy militant Care, And give us the Crown of Righteoufneſs there; Where dazzled withGlory, the Seraphim gaze, Or prostrate adore thee in Silence of Praiſe. 5 Within us diſplay thy Love, when we die, And bear us away to Manſions on high : The Kingdom be given, of Glory divine, And crown us in Heaven eternally thine. DLXI. S. M. Tor Lady's Collectios. Preparation for Death, Matt. xxiv. 44. 1 PREPARE me, gracious God, To stand before thy Face; Thy Spirit must the Work perform, For it is all of Graçe. 2 In CHR1st's Obedience clothe, And waſh me in his Blood: So ſhall I lift my Head with Joy, Among the Sons of God,
D E A T H. Do thou my Sins fubdue, Thy fovereign Love make known ; The Spirit of my Mind renew, And fave me in thy Son. Let me atteſt thy Power, Let me thy Goodneſs prove, *Till my full Soul can hold no more Of everlasting Love. DLXII. C. M. DR. DoD DR 1 b e E. Departed Saints asteep, Markv. 39. 1 Theſſ. iv. 13. 1 ** WHy flow theſe Torrents of Diſtrefs ?” (The gentle Savior cries) “ Why are my ſleeping Saints furvey'd “ With unbelieving Eyes ? - - - - ** Death’s feeble Arm fhall never boaſt, a “ A Friend of C H R Isr is flain ; * * ** Nor o'er their meaner Part in Duſt “ A lasting Power retain. * *. “ I come, on Wings of Love I come, ** The Slumberers to awake ; “ My Voice ſhall reach the deepest Tomb, “ And all its Bonds íhall break. “ Touch'd by my Hand, in Smiles they rife; “ They rife, to fleep no more ; “ But rob'd with Light, and crown'd with Joy, “ To endleſs Day they foar.” Jesus, our Faith receives thy Word; , « And, tho' fond Nature weep, Grace learns to hail the pious Dead, ". And emulate their Sleep. • v • i
D E A T H. - - 6 Our willing Souls thy Summons wait With them to rest and praiſe ; So let thy much-lov'd Prefence cheer Theſe ſeparating Days. DLXIII. C. M. Da. Doodribce. Submiſſion under bereaving Providences, Pſalm xlvi. 1o. 1 PEACE, ’tis the Lor D Jehovah's Hand That blaſts our Joys in Death ; Changes the Viſage once fo dear, And gathers back the Breath. 2 "Tis he, the Potentate fupreme - - - Of all the Worlds above, - Whoſe steady Counfels wifely rule, Nor from their Purpoſe move. 3 "Tishe, whoſe Justice might demand Our Souls a Sacrifice ; - Yet ſcatters, with unwearied Hand, . A thouſand rich supplies. º i - * , , 4 Our Covenant Gop and Father he. :: In CHR1st our bleeding LoRD ; Whoſe Grace can heal Han With one reviving Word. - 5 Fair Garlands of immortal Bliſs He weaves for every Brow ; . . . ' And ſhall rebellious Paffions rife, ... When he correćts us now ? si " " 6 Silent we own Jehovah's Name, * * , , . We kiſs the | - And yield our Comforts and ourLife To thy fugreme Command, - * --; i rt, fe a v is { - , * "3n , !. - . . . . .
D E A T H. DLXIV. L. M. S–. Satisfaction in God under the Lost of dear Friends. 1 THE God of Love will fure indulge The flowing Tear, the i Sigh, When righteous Perfons fall around, When tender Friends and Kindred die. Yet not one anxious murmuring Thought Should with our mourning Pastions blend; Nor would our bleeding Hearts forget , , , , Th’Almighty ever-living Friend. . . . 2 3 Beneath a numerous Train of Ills, ** Our feeble Fleſh and Heart may fail; . \ Yet ſhall our Hope in thee, our Gop, , , ; O'er every gloomy Fear prevail. . . . : : 4 Parent and Huſband, Guard and Guide, Thou art each tender Name in one ; - On thee we cast our every Care, And Comfort feek from thee alone. 5 Our Father Gọn, to thee we look, . Our Rock, our Portion, and our Friend; And, on thy Covenant-Love and Truth, * Our finking soil, fhall still depend. e i F ya C 1; - * DLXV. C. M. Dr. Doobridor. Death and Judgment appointed to all, Heb. ix. 27. . . 1 HEAVEN has confirm’d the great Decree, That Adam’s Race muſt die : One general Ruin ſweeps them down, , And low in Dust they lie. ' " " è 2 Ye living Men, the Tomb furvey, . . ^, Where you must quickly dwell; Hark how the awfuisuminons foểnds In every Funeral Knell! * 4
D E A T H. i 3 Once you must die, and once forali The folemn Purport weigh ; * * · For know, that Heaven or Hell attend * On that important Day. " | 4 Thoſe Eyes, fo long in Darkneſs veil'd, Muft wake, the Judge to fee, And every Word and every Thought Must pafs his Scrutiny. 5 O may I in the Judge behold My Savior and my Friend, And far beyond the Reach of Death With all his Saints aſcend. * * * DLXVI. C. M. DR. Dodd Ridge. Confort under the Lost of Ministers. / I OW let our drooping Hearts revive, And all our Tears be dry; Why ſhould thoſe Eyes be drown'd in Grief, Which view a Savior nigh ? 2 What tho' the Arm of conquering Death Does God's own Houſe invade ? - What tho' the Prophet and the Prieſt Be number'd with the Dead ? 3 Tho' earthly Shepherds dwell in Duft, The Aged and the Young, * The watchful Eye in Darknefs clos'd, And mute th'instrućtive Tongue : 4 Th’eternal Shepherd still furvives, New Comfort to impart ; His Eye still guides us, and his Voice Still animates our Heart,
D E A T H. * g.** Lo, I am with you,” faith the Lokb, “ My Church ihall fafe abide ; ** For I will ne'er forfake my Own, ** Whoſe Souls in me confide.” 6 Thro' every Scene of Life and Death, This Promife is our Trust ; And this ſhall be our Children's Song, When we are cold in Duft. DLXVII. Helmſley Tune. The Grave; or, Chrisr a Guide thro' Death to Glory. * GUIDE me, o thou Jehovah! Pilgrim thro' this barren Land; I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful Hand; Bread of Heaven, Feed me till I want no more. z Open thou the crystal Fountain, - Whence the healing Streams do flow; • Let the fiery cloudy Pillar Lead me all my Journey thro’ : Strong Deliverer, - Be thou still my Strength and Shield. 3 When I tread the Verge of Jordan, . Bid my anxious Fears fubſide; Death of Deaths, and Hell's Deſtrućtion, Land me fafe on Cavdan's Side. Songs of Praifes, I will ever give to thee. R r |
The Reserpignos THE RESURRECTION OF THE Body. . . . Dixviii. c. M.: . The Bodies of the Saintiquick ned and raiſed by the * Spirit, Rom. viii. i 1. . . * 1 WHY ſhould ourmourning Thoughts delight To grovel in the Duſt ? . : Or why ſhould Streams of Tears unite « „Around th' expiring Juſt ?. . . . . . . . . 2 Did not the Lord our Savior die, - * , And triumph o’er the Grave ? Did not our aſcend on high, - And prove his Power to faveř 1 ; Doth not the facred Spirit come, i ! ' - And dwell in all the Saints ? . . . . . . . | And ſhould the Temples of his Grace Refound with long Complaints? a 4 Awake, my Soul, and like the Sun ' Burst thro' each fable Cloud; , , , , And thou, my Voice, tho' broke with Sighs, Tune forth thy Songs aloud. -3 z 5 The Spirit rais'd my Savior up, " . When he had bled for me; - | And ſpite of Death and Hell ſhall raife Thy pious Friends and thee. 6 Awake, ye Saints, that dwell in Duft, ' ' Your Hymns of Victory fing ; : ; And let his dying Servants truft Their ever-living King. “; - r.“, i
Au , i , ' ' + - * OF THE BÖDY. , , Aoi r s : ; DLXIX. C. M. DR. Warrs's Lxxie. A Proſpea of the Reſurrestion. ** , - • How long i pat the Tyrant reigd, 'And triumph o'er the Just ; " While the rich Blood of Martyrs flain : *** Lies mingled with the Duit? ' ’ - | . 2 Lo, 1 behold the featter'd Shades, ‘ ': * The Dawn of Heaven appears; The fweet immortal Morning ſpreads " * Its Bluſhes round the Spheres. ****** 3 I fee the Lord of Glory come, “ r ' ’ . And flaming Guards around ; *** * The Skies divide to make him Roöm, " The Trumpet ſhakes the Ground. * * * * 4. I hear the Voice, “ Ye Dead, ariſe !” 2 º: . And lò the Graves obey ; . bºy . And waking Saints'with joyful Eyes - to Y Saluterth expected Day. : " " - - - 5 They leave the Dust, and on the Wing : Rife to the Midway-Air, In fhining Garments meet their King, And low adore him there. * 6 O may our humble Spirits ſtand Among them cloth’d in White ! The meanest Place af his Right Hand Is infinite Delight. , . ' 7 How will i * When our réttirning King Shall bear us homeward thro’ the Skies, . On Love's triumphant Wing ! R r 2
J E D G M EINIT. THE DAY OF JUDGMENT. DLXX. L. M. Passier»« Davis. Sinners and Saint: in the Wrest 4f Nature. / Iſaiah xxiv. 18–2o. . . I OW great, how terrible that Geo, Who ſhakes Creation with his Nod ł He frowns-Earth, Sea, all Nature's Framf, Sink in one univerſal Flame, 2 Where now, O where ſhall Sinners ſeek For Shelter in the general Wreck ? Shall falling Rocks be o'er them thrown? See Rocks, like Snow, diſſolving dowa, 3 In vain for Mercy now they cry; In Lakes of liquid Fire they lie ; There on the flaming Billows tost, For ever-Q for ever loft. . . 4 But Saints, undaunted and ferene Your Eyes ſhall view the dreadful Scene; Your Savior lives, the Worlds expire, And Earth and Skies diffolve in Fire. 5 Jesus, the helpleſs Creature's Friend, To thee my All I dare commend : Thou canft preferve my feeble Soul, When Lightnings blaze from Pole to Pole, , , DLXXI. L. M. . The Books opened, Rev. XX. I 2. 1 METHINKS the last great Day is come, Methinks I hear the Trumpet found That ſhakes the Earth, rends every Tomb, And wakes the Priſoners under Ground.
J U D G M E N T. The mighty Deep gives up her Trast, A Aw'd by the Judge's high Command; Both Smalland Great now quit theír Dust, And round the dread Tribunal ſtand. Behold the awful Books diſplay'd, Big with th' important Fates of Men;Each Deed and Word now public made, . ' As wrote by Heaven's unerring Pen. To every Soul, the Books affign . , The joyous or the dread Reward : Sinners in vain lament and pine, : : : : * No Pleas the Judge will here regard. - LoRd, when theſe awful Leavės unfold, , May Life's fair Book my Soul approve: There may I read my Name enroll'd, : And triumph in redeeming Love. DLXXII. S. M. DR. Doppri pc'e. The finał Sentence and Miſery of the Wicked, . : , - Matt. xxv. 41. AND will the Judge deſcend ; ". And muſt the Dead arife ? . - And not a fingle Soul eſcape : : * His All-diſcerning Eyes ? - * - * And from his righteous Lips: " Shall this dread Sentence foứnd ; , And, thro' the numerous guilty Throng,Spredd black Deſpair around ? a“ Depart from me,'accurs'd, z*:| : * : * “ To everlasting Flame, ** ** ** “ For Rebel Angels first prepard; ” : Where Mercy never dame.** ** R r 3.
J U D G M E N’T. - . ::: * * *,: ^ : ft r ~ T : ., . f .. How will my Heart endure ; The Terrors of that Day & : · When Earth and Heaven, before his Face, Astoniſh'd ſhrink away ? But ere that Trumpet fhaķes - 'The Manſions of the Dead ; " Hark, from the Goſpel's eheering Sound, What joyful Tidings ſpread ! 6 Ye Sinners, feek his Grace, Whofe Wrath ye cannot bear; Fly to the Shelter of his Croſs, - And find Salvation there. 7 So ſhall that Curſe remove, * By which the Savior bled; - - And the last awful Day ſhall pour His Bleffings on your Head. DLXXIII. · C. M. DR. Dopprings, • The Final Sentence, and Happineſs!of the Righta: * Matt. xxv. 34. ..n : ' ATTENPjny a my i risis,While Iesus from his Throne, | Before the bright angelic Hosts, Makes his last Sentence known. 2 When Sinners, curſed from his Face, | To raging Flames are driven;4 | Hi Voice ith Melody diine, Thus calls his Saints # en.* 3 “ Bleſs'd of my Father all draw här; A he great Reward; #. “ And rife, with Raptures to posteſs “ The Kingdom prepard, - | - - - - - - - - ------- ----* --
I- -*------------__ i v n G M E N r. 4 “ Ere Earth's Foundations first were laid, - “ His fovereign Purpoſe wrought, , , , “ And reard thoſe Palaces divine, : ' * * * c rö which you now are brought. 5 “ There ſhall you reign unnumber'd Years, “ Protected by my Power; “ While Sín and Death, and Pafns and Cares, “ Shall vex your Souls no more.” 6 Come, dear majestic Savior, come, This Jubilee proclaim; And teach us Language fit to praife ' , , So great, fo dear a Name. . . ., A * - ' '' f. ---- : -i : * * | DLXXIV. L.M. Dr. warr's Lyne. | - i - : - - * * - Cone, Lord Jesus. 1 WHEN ſhall thy lovely Face be feen? - When ſhall our Eyes behold our God ? . What Lengths of Distange lie between, And Hills of Guilt? A heavy Load ! . z Our Months are Ages of Delay, , And flowly every Minute wears: , , Fly, winged Time, and roll away Thefe Rounds of fluggiſh Years. 3 Ye heavenly Gates, looſe all your Chains, Let the eternal Pillars bow; . - Blest Savior, cleave the starry Plains, .. And make the crystał Mountains stow. * 4 Hark, how thy Saints unite their Cries, e And pray and wait the general Boom $ Come, rH E Soul or A ÉL'our Joys, Thou, tas Desisk or Nstross; come. -- T -- : * ɔ,i , **
3 g p g M E N r. –- ---- T-r | * * l-eirir. - 5 Pütthy Tiiuiiphan; . ' And bleſ of Eyes, and bleſs of Ears, Thou abſent Loys, thoidear sksows,THoÜ FÄYkksi og ### rHot sa No Fairs. i i un . , o i DLXXV. Helmſley Tune. . , Łó, he cometh. . . . ~ ò - * * iii . ' ti . . .: 4 - 1 I O! He cometh! countleſs Trumpets * Blow, to raiſe the steeping Dead; Midſt ten thouſand Saints and Angels See their great exalted Head. Hallelujah, : , arr : " . * * * - Welcome, welcome Son of God. - *- . ', . , 2 Now his Merit, by the Harpers, Thro' th' eternal Deep refounds; . . . Now reſplendent fhine fis Näil-Prints,”, “ . Every Eye fháil fee his wounds # They who pierc'd him i 4° ' ' . Shali at his Appearance wail." ** ** 3 Full of joyful Expectation, i Saints behold Judg: åệPfari, Truth and Justice to - Now the joyful Hallelujah, “ , * Welcome, welcome * * y · | i *, / » * * , a ; '' . * , Judge divine, , , ; 4 - - ! , ; * , , , ' - , ! “ Coiné, ye histe of my Father, . . . 4 “ . ; : · “ Baniſh all your Fears and Sorrows, t.s. “ Endleſs Praiſe be your Employ.” ? * Hallelujah, r. , " ' Welcome, welcome to the Skies. . . . ::
, - r - ~~ - * J Ú D G M E N ir ; Now at once they rife to Glory, . . . . . Jesus brings them to the King ; There, with Hoſts of Heaven, They eternal Anthems fing. . . Hallelujah, - Boundleſs Glory to the Lamb. . . . DLxxvi. Judgment, Rev. i. 7. vi. 14-17. xxii. i7, zo, " LO ! he comes with Clouds deſcending, . Once for favor'd Sinners flain ! " Thouſand Thoufand Saints attending, , , Swell.the Triumph of his Train : : Hallelujah, - * v^. Jesus now ſhall ever reign. 2 Every Eye ſhall now behold him * * * Rob'din dreadful Majesty ; , . . . . . *** Thoſe who fet at Nought and fod him, .. Pierc'd and nail'd him to the Tree, Deeply M ei. --: * - e - r' : * the great Meſfiah fee. , ! , 3 Every Iſland, Sea, and Mountain, ..." : " - Heaven and Earth ſhall stee away ; ) All who hate him must, confounded, - Hear the Trump proclaim the Day ; Come to Judgment ! . . . - Come to Judgment ! come away! * * 4 Now Redemption, long expeeted, See în folemn Pomp appear ! All his Saints, by Man rejected, ; Now ſhall meet him in the Air ! Hallelujah! * f See the Day of God appear ! i
J Ú Đ ở M'E N T. Anſwer thine own Bride and pirit, Haften, LóRD, the general oom ! . ,, The new Heaven and Earth t'inherit, , Take thy pining Exiles Home: ' . All Creation : : * ; Travails, grơans, and bids thee come! - 6 Yea! Amen ! let all adore thee, High on thine exalted Throne ! Savior, take the Power and Glory : „ . *-- Claim the Kingdoms for thine own ! " . Q come quickly, -, , , , . . . . . . . Hallelujah! Come, Lord, come f * , . , iar ze eta " "* DLXXVII, Newton. . . The Py ºf Judgment. 1 AY of jud ;ment, Da of Wonderst - D Hark, * Louder than a thoùfand Thunders, Shakes the vaſt Creation round ! , ' -- How the Summons . " ' ’ Will the Sinner's Heart confound ! 2 See the Judge our Nature wearing, , • cloth'di Majesty divine ! -- You who long for his Appearing, , , A Then halffay, "This God is mine! , , Gracious Savior, : - , ’ Own me in that Day for thīne ! ' ’ . 3 At his Call, the Dead awaken, - - - Rifeto Life from Earth and Sea : ? . All the Powers of Nature, ſhaken' ’ .: : By his Looks, preparé ro fees " "... Careleſs Sinner, : # What will then begợme of thee ? ' * --
J U D G M E N T. 4 Horrors paſt Imagination, g, a 2 , ' ',ia , Will ſurpriſe your trembling Heart, i , s When you hear your Condemnation, ' ' . ' “ Hence, accunfed Wretch, depart! " . ** Thou with Satan · · · · · “ And his Angels, have thy Part!” . 5 But to thoſe who haye confeſſed, . , A Lov'd and ferv'd the LoRp below; , ; ...', He will fay, “ Come nęar, ye Bleſſed, ** See the Kingdom I bestow : * C : :;" “You for ever : |- • "Ja ", e * 44 u vr TAnkºris 4 r. - var jº", ** - Shall niy Lois indclotyknow" X or i 6 Under Sorrows and Reproaches, May this Thought our Courage raife! Swiftly God's great Day approaches, Sighs ſhall then bè chang'd to Praife: May we triumph . . " When the World isih a Blaze. * * • • r * · · - DLXXVIII. C. M. DR. S. Sres Nerr. * * *, ** * - - - - - -; ; ** - " The Last Judgment. - ** :', - * - - 1 HE comes! he comes! "judge the World, Aloud th' Archangel cries: * " While Thunders roll from Pole to Pole, And Lightnings cleave the Skies. 2 Th' affrighted Nations hear the Sound, , .. And upward lift their Eyes: , , , , , , The ſlumb'ring Tenants of the Ground : ; In living Armies rife. . . . . . . . . , , " : » r
J U D G M E N T. .. 3 Amid the Shouts of numerous Friends, Of Hosts divinely bright, The Judge in folemn Pomp deſcends, Array'd in Robes of Light. -- ** 4 His Head and Hair rewhitess snow, His Eyes a fiery Flame, * A radiant Crown adorns his Brów, And Jesus is his Name: 5 Writ on his Thigh his Name appears, And Scars his Vict'ries tell : Lo! in his Hand the Conqu'ror bears The Keys of Death and Hel :, - - - 6 so heastends the Judgment scii, And at his dread Command, Myriads of Creatures round his Feet In folemn Silence ſtand. * * 7 Princes and Peaſants here expeết Their laſt, their righteous Doc The Men who dar’d his Grace reject, And they who dar’d prefume. 8 “ Depart, ye Sons of Vice and Sin,” The injur'd Jesus cries, a while the long kindling Wrath within Flaſhes from both his Eyes. And now in Words divinely fweet, With Rapture in his Face, . Aloud his facred Lips repeat The Sentence of his Grace :“ 1o “ Well done, my good and faithful Sons, “ The Children of my Love; “ Receive the Sceptres, Crowns and Thrones “ Prepar'd for you above.” * *
J U D G M E N T. *---- --- - - - ------------ - * * * * * DLXXIX. Chatham Tune. Longing for a Place at the Right Hand of the Judge. * 1 HEN thou my righteous Judge fhalt come W To fetch r Home, Shall I among them stand ? Shall fuch a worthleſs Worm as I, , Who fometimes am afraid to die, Be found at thy Right Hand ? 2 I love to meet ; them now, . Before thy gracious Feet to bow : * , ! Tho' vileſt of them all ; But can I bear the piercing Thought ? What if my Name left out, When thou for them ſhalt call ! . 3 Prevent, prevent it by thy Grace; Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding Place, In this th' accepted Day : Thy pardoning O let me hear, To still my unbelieving Fear; Nor let me fall I pray. 4 Let me among thy Saints be found, Whene'er th’ Archangels Trump ſhall found, To fee thy fmiling Face; * Then loudeſt of the Crowd I'll fing, While Heaven's refounding Manſions ring With Shouts of fovereign Grace. - S f
H , Eg L! L. . H E L L A N D H E A V E N. DLXXX. C. M. RYLAND, Junior. Hell, the Sinner's own Place, Aćts i. 25. I LORD, when I read the Traitor's Doom, Tọ “ his own Place” confign'd, What holy Fear and humble Alternate fill my Mind! 2 Traitor to thee I too have been, But fav'd by matchleſs Grace, Or elfe the loweſt, hotteſt Hell - Had furely been my Place. 3 Thither I was by Law .And thitherward ruſh’d on ; ' And there in my eternal Doom Thy Justice might have ſhone. 4 But lo : (what wondrous matchleſs Love !) I call a Place my own . On Earth, within the Goſpel Sound Andat thy gracious Throne. " A Place is mine among thy Saints, A Place at Jesu's Feet, And I expect in Heaven a Place Where Saints and Angels meet. 6 Blest Lamb of God, thy fovereign Grace. To all around I’d tell, . &. Which made a Place in Glory mine . Whoſe just Deſert was Hell.
H E L L. DLxxxI. L. M. " SINNER, Owhy fo thoughtleſs grown ? ^ Why in fuch dreadful Haste to die ? Daring to leap to Worlds unknown, Heedleſs against thy Gop to fy? 2 Wilt thou deſpiſe eternal Fate, Urg'd on by Sin's fantastic Dreams, Madly attempt th' infernal Gate, And force thy Paflage to the Flames ? * 3 Stay, Sinner, on the Goſpel Plains, 4 Behold the God of Love unfold The Glories of his dying Pains, . For ever telling, yet untold. DLXXXII. L. M. Dr. Dop DR I D C E. The Rich Man and Lazarus, Luke xvi. 25. 1 IN what Confufion Earth appears - God’s dearest Children bath'd in Tears; While they, who Heaven itſelf deride, Riot in Luxury and Pride. - 2. But patient let my Soul attend. : I view the End ; . That End, how different, who can telf? The wide Ektremes of Heáven ånd Hell, 3 See the red Flames around him twine, Who did in Gold and Púrple fhine ! Nor can his Tongue one Drop obtain Tº allay the Scorching òf his Pain. 4 While round the Saint, fo poorbelow, Full Rivers of Salvation How; On Abram's Breaſt he leans his Head, And banquets on celestial Bread. S f 2
H E A V E N. 5 Jesus, my Savior, let me ſhare The meaneſt of thy Servants Fare; May I at laſt approach to taste - The Bleffings of thy Marriage-Feast, DLXXXIII. C. M. Srs ele. The foys of Heaven. " COMELoad, and warmeachlangưid Heart, Inſpire each lifeleſs Tongue ; - And let the Joys of Heaven impart Their Influence to our Song. 2 Sorrow, and Pain, and every Care, And Difcord there ſhall ceaſe ; And perfect Joy, and Love ſincere Adorn the Realms of Peace. 3 The Soul, from Sin for ever free, Shall mourn its Power no more ; But, cloth’d in ſpotleſs Purity, Redeeming Love adore. | 4 There on a Throne, how dazzling bright!) Th’ exalted Savior ſhines ; And beams ineffable Delight On all the heavenly Minds. 5 There ſhall the Followers of the Lamb Join in immortal Songs ; And endleſs Honors to his Name Employ their tuneful Tongues. 6 LoRD, tune our Hearts to Praife and Love, ur feeble Notes inſpire ; : , "Till, ingthy bliſsful Courts above, We join th' angelic Choir,
H E A v E N. DLXXXIV. c. M. Da. s. Stenxerr. The promiſed Land. " ON Jordan's stormy Banks I stand, And caſt a wiſhful Eye, . To Canaan's fair and happy Land, Where my Posteſſions Īie. 2 O the tranſporting rapturous Scene, That rifes to my Sight ! Sweet Fields array’d in living green, And Rivers of Delight! . 3 There generous Fruits that never fail, On Trees immortal grow : There Rocks and Hills, and Brooks and Vales, , With Milk and Honey flow. 4 All o'er thoſe wide extended Plains z Shines one eternal Day : - - There God the Sun for ever reigns, And ſcatters Night away. 5 No chilling Winds, or poiſonous Breath : # Çan reach that healthful Shore : , Sickneſs, and Sorrow, Pain, and Death Are felt and fear'd no more. 6 When ſhall I reach that happy Place, And be for ever blest ? . When ſhall I fee my Father's Face, * And in his Bofom reſt ? | 7 Fill'd with Delight, my raptur'd Soul Can here no longer ſtay : Tho' Jordan's Waves around me roll, Fearleſs I’d launch away. S f3
H E A V E N. DLXXXV. As the old 5oth. J. strarnas. Heaven. " ONWingsofFaith, mountupmySoulandrife, View thine Inheritance beyond the Skies: Nor heart can think, nor mortaltongue can tell, What endleſs Pleaſures in thoſe Manſions dwell: Here our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious, O'er Sin and Death and Hell, he reigns victorious. z No gnawing Grief, no fad Heart-rending Pain, In that bleſt Country can Admifion gain ; No Sorrow there, no Soul-tormenting Fear, For God's own Hand ſhall wipe the falling Tear, Here our Redeemer lives, &c. 3 Before the Throne a crystal River glides, Immortal Verdure decks its cheerful Sides: Here the fair Tree of Life majestic rears Its blooming Head, and fovereign Virtue bears. Here our Redeemer lives, &c. 4. No rifing Sun his needlefs Beams diſplays, No fickly Moon emits her feeble Rays: The Godhead here celestial Glory fheds, Th' exalted Lamb eternal Radiance ſpreads. Here our Redeemer lives, &c. 5 One distant Glimpfe my eager Pastion fires! Jesus, to thee my longing Soul afpires! When ſhall I at my heavenly Home arrive, When leave this Earth, and when begin to live? For here my Savior is all bright and glorious, O'er Sin and Death and Hell, he reigns victorious.
H. E A V E N. DLXXXVI. C. M. DR. DoD DR 1 D G e. Happineſ; approaching / Rom. xiii. I 1. I AWAKE, ye Saints, and raiſe your Eyes, And raiſe your Voices high ; Awake, and praiſe that fovereign Love, That fhews Salvation nigh. 2 On all the Wings of Time it flies, Each Moment brings it near ; Then welcome each declining Day! And each revolving Year! 3 Not many Years their Round ſhall run, Nor many Mornings rife, - Ere all its Glories ſtand reveal’d To our admiring Eyes. 4 Ye Wheels of Nature, ſpeed your Courſe; Ye mortal Powers, decay ; Fast as ye bring the Night of Death, Ye bring eternal Day. DLXXXVII. L. M. STE E I, E. The Worſhip of Heaven, John xvii. 24. 1 FOR a fweet, inſpiring Ray, O To animate our feeble Strains, From the bright Realms of endlefs Day, The bliſsful Realms, where Jesus reigns ! z There, low before his glorious Throne, f. Adoring Saints and Angels fall ; And with delightful Worſhip own His Smile their Bliſs, their Heaven, their Alí. 3 Immortal Glories crown his Head, | 4 While tuneful Hallelujahs rife, - And Love, and Joy, and Triumph fpread Thro' all th' Aſſemblies of the Skies.
H E A V E N. 4 He fmiles, and Seraphs tüne their Sóngs: To boundlefs Rapture while they gaze; Ten thouſand thouſand joyful Tongues Refound his everlaſting Praiſe. 5 There all the Favorites of the Lamb Shall join at laſt the heavenly Choir ; Q may the Joy-inſpiring Theme Awake our Faith and warm Defire ! 6 Dear Savior, let thy Spirit feal Our Intereſt in that blifsful Place; *Till Death reňove this mortal Véil, And we behold thy lovely Face. DLXXXVIII. C. M. The everlasting Sang ' EARTH has engroſs'd my Love too long; 'Tis Time I lift mine Eyes , , Upward, dear FATH ER, to thy Throne, And to my native Skies. 2 There the blest MAN my Savior fits; The God how bright he fhines ! And fcatters infinite Delights On all the happy M 3 Seraphs, with elevated Strains, Circle the:Throne around; And move, and charm the starry Plains With an immortal Sound. 4 Jesus, the Lord, their Harps employs; Jesus: my Love, they fing : Jesus, the Life of İys, Soundsfweet from every String.
H E A v E N. 5 [Hark, how beyond the narrow Bounds OfTime and Space they run ; And echo in majeſtic Sounds The Godhead of the SoN ! 6 And now they fink the lofty Tune, And gentler Notes they play; And bring the FATHER's EQUAL down To dwell in humble Clay. 7 O facred Beauties of the MAN ! (The God reſides within :) His Fleſh all pure, without a Stain; His Soul without a Sin : 3 But, when to Calvary they turn, Silent their Harps abide : Suſpended Songs, a Moment, mourn The God that lov'd and dy'd. 9 Then, all at once, to living Strains They fummon every Chord: Tell how he triumph'd o'er his Pains, And chant the riſing Lord.] 1o Now let me mount, and join their Song, And be an Angel too : My Heart, my Hand, my Ear, my Tongue, Here's joyful Work for you. 1 1 I would begin the Mufic here, And fo my Soul ſhould riſe : O for fome heavenly Notes to bear My Paffions to the Skies ! 12 There ye, that love my SAvior, fit : There I would fain have Place, Among your Thrones, or at your Feet. So I might fee his Face. * *
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TABLE OF SCRIPTURES. Book .Ch. v. Hymn GEN. 1 v 27 3 I 5 1 22 5 24 | 98 14 18, 19 : 183 18 19 - 335 18 23-33 526 24 56 ° 447 32 26 - 354 || 49 I O - 185 Exod. iz 7, 13 1,186 2o 3-1 2- 48 28 29 Numb.13 3o : 21. 8, 9 23 I 9 . 23 23 . Deut. i 21 3 2 5 6 , 4 6 5 8 2 32 49, 5o 33 2 5 . 34 5 Joſhe: 24 1 ; : Ruth 3 4, 9* i Sam. 3 18 i 7 1 2 i 3o 2 Sam. 16 17 I 54 232 1 57 I 9 535 232 232 2 247 324 555 I 23 555 334 178 279 5o9 233 17o Book Ch. V. Hymn 2 Sam. 23 5 67 1Chron. 4. 9,1o 38í , 29 14 - 434 Esther 4 1ố · 3;; ob : 1 1 7 23 | 23 3,4 99 29 2 3 I 5 Pſalm 2 - 8 : 413 4 4. 329 | 4 6 399 | 19 44. ! 23 1-3 197 i 24 7 - 145 27 344 34 28; 35 · 3 I 13 37 4 248 39 543 4o 7,8 347 * 43 5 318 45 3-5 77 46 9 - 531 46 1o 563 48 14 385,567 5 1 1 1 2 I 5 6; 1 1 go8 66 16 437,438 69 4 , 5o 72 6 , 2o9 74 2O 68
A T A B L E, &c. Book Ch. V. Hymn Pſalm 77 19 34 84 343 84 | 8 382 84 9 76 84 I I I 99 , 85 6 , 427 - 85 8 265 85 , 1o . . 2I 87 3 418 89 I I 5 89 2 5 89 1 5 58 9o 4. * 9I I I, 12 . 3o7 1 OI I I 8 I oz 23 557 1oz 25-28 5 Io7 . . . 33,36 1 o7 7 . I 8o 1ο7 3 1 3o Book Ch. V. Hymn Prov. 3 13-18 291 8 17 518 1o - 5 5o5 14 26 z 27 23 I 7 226 28 13 . . 88 3o 7-9 ; 262 Eccles. 1 2 398 12 8 : 398 Cantic. 1 3 164 3 1-3 249 3 I I 177 5 Io-16 161 6 1o 403 Iſaiah 1 18 I I 4 6 8 4ο8 8 1 3 17 9 2 182 I 2 2 29o 24 18-23 57o 2 5 6 56 26 3 , 266 26 4 195 28 16, 17 163 33 2o, 2 1 418 35 , 2o I 41 I o I 24 44- 23 I I 2 I I 9 9 52 I I 19 32 453 I 19 94 - 1ο6 . I 19 I o 5. 43 I 19 I 17. I O5 I 19 136,158 42 I 22 346 - 135 7 I 38 5 239 139 8 139 28,37 i 45 * 2 I 49 4. 26o 24 84 | I O 3o3 54 5 I 59 54 I 3 244. 55 I 1 1 5 55 4 · 189
O F S C R I P T U R E S. Book Ch. V. - Hymn Iſaiah 55 7 1 1 6 56 4, 5 558 56 6, 7 4ο6 #! I 5 275 I 2 I 93 63 1–3 472 63 7 13 Jer. 3 I 5 4-I I 3 22 86 8 22 I 88 9 23, 24 238 17 9 4O 23 6 84, 194 31 3 I I O 5o 5 4o5 Lam. 3 22, 23 547 3 39 3 I2 Ezek. 36 37 2 I O 3 37 I Daniel ; : 49 9 26 185 Hoſea z 15 165 6 4 31 o 9 4 2 16 1.3 9 379 I 4 4 86 Amos 3 1–6 528 Micah 6 6–8 83 7 18 85 Nah. i 7 I 2, 198 Hab. 3 17, 18 286 Hag. 2 7 164 2 i 185 Zech, 4 ? 43 I T t Book Ch. V. Hymn Zech. 9 iz 198 1 3 1 168, 169 Mal. 3 1 I 84 16, 17 423 Matt. ; ; 7 174 3 I 5 444 5 3 234 5 44- 2 58 5 48 24. 6 6 332 6 9-13 358 6 1o 37o, 374 6 33 5 19 7 1 2 242 8 2, 3 1oz 9 2 89 1 1 19 17o I I 28 1 17 I 2 2O 5 I 7 13 3-23 37z 13 46 187 I 5 I 9 4O 1 7 4 135 * 8 zo 359 19 I 4- 556 2 O 28 ! 33 2 I I 3 4ο6 24 44- 561 25 6 55 1 2 5 34 573 25 4o 433 2 5 4 I 57z 26 41 32O 28 z I 42 28 5, 6 144
A T A B L E : Book Ch. V, Hymn Matt. 28 19 454 Mark · 1 9 442 5 39 562 8 34 28 1 8 36 4o 1 8 38 28o 9 24- 2 19 * 1 o 14 337 1 O 2 I 52o 1 o 47 295 1 6 1 6 469 Luke 1 74, 75 532 2-14 129 2 2 5 162 4 18, 19 134 5 5 · 366 7 47 87 9 23 281 9 z6 28o 1 o 29–37 257 1o 33, 34 82 I O 42 297 i z 1 6-22 4oo 1 2 32 127, 24912 33 · 436 1 2 35-38 325 13 6-9 5 1 1 I 4 22 1 1 8 I4 22 473, 486 I 4 23 I 19 I 5 3» 4 79 1 5 32 273 16 2 5 582 18 13 235, 23618 35-38 369 Book Ch. V. Hymn Luke 19 -io i8 I 9 4 I 367 z 1 19 263 22 31, 32 155 * 22 54-62 314 23 34 2 58 23 42 8o 24.34 149 John I 9 182 - 1 1 2 94, 95 I I 4 I 31 1 1 6 1 5o I 29 179 3 14. I 57 3 16 171 4. I o 2c8 4 24- 3 5 2-4 364 6 2 o 289 # 37 8 35, 48 I 5 6 53-55 483 6 67-69 440 7 37 I 20 8 35 93 .9 25 244 1 o 9 16; :I O I O I Ol 1 o 27-29 1o3 I 1 35 484 1 2 32 138 I 3 7 35 1 3 1 5 166 14 ' 6 2oz, 377 14 16, 17 213
O F S C R I P T U R È S. John aa. Rom. Book Ch. V. - Hymn Book Ch. V. Hymn I 4. 1 4 1 5 1 5 17 19. 19 2O 2 I • 2 I zr 2 I I | 16, 18 zo6 Rom. 8 14 19. 181|| 8 33-39 1–5 2oo 1 1 1, 26 I 5 66 1 2 1 24 1 53, 587 13 1 1 5. i 36 , 1 Cor. 1 3o, 31 3o 71, 72' 3 6, 7 13 274 5 7, 8 6 366' 6 17 r; . 425 6 19 16 · 25o 9 24 r8–2o 29z , 1 o 13 25 58o 1 1 28 1z , 196 13 1-3 31 . 269' 13 , 9 59 327 15 56 12 - 452, 1 5 57 2 I-24 268 | | 16 13 39 471 z Cor. 1 1o | 6 | 294, 4 | 6 36 176, 177 4 18 38 435|| . 5 14; 1 5 6, 7 , 3o7, 6 : 2 ' . 3o -- „ 294 9 15 3o 267 1 2 9 24 326 1 3 5 2d, 27 4 I4 13 1 1 24, 25 38o i3 14 22 5 Io, 512 Gal. 3 1 o I 6 : 6o, 225. 3 28 4- 449 4 6 I 9 3O9, 4 19, 2o i 7 . 39 17 23 41 | Eph. ; 5 1 1 . 568 1 · 7, 1 i - T t 2 - 2ο7 63 422 298 586 zo3 6o 86 81 299 3o2 3o6 33 1 259 245 1 4 1 552 228 533 243 546 139 376 171 1 2 5 33 1 51 6 392 | 52 255 92 331 41 6; 73 1
A T A B L E, &e. Book Ch, V. Hymn Eph. I - 11 | 31 * . I 2 Í 479 z 5,8 1 1 1,217|| 2 - 18 22 2 1 9 4d6 3 8 I 5 I 4 8, 1 1 , 1 2 4o7 4 1 5, 16 172 ... 5 i 5, 16 544 Phil. I 6 64 1 2 3 554 2 - 8, 9 148 3 12-14 3o2 4. . I 41 6 4 4 I 49 4 5 26 i 4 7 39 I 4 , 8 - 282 + 19, 2o : 126 Col. 1, 19 I 5o 2 1 5 148 , 3 1 47o 3 : 1 1 2O4 1 Thef 4 13 562 1 Tim. I 1 I 59 I 1 5 55, 3 8–13 417. 3. 16 146, 174 6 12 3o3 | . 2 Tim. 1 9 1 o8 1 1 2 64 2 1 3 64 1 2 1 Heb. ; ; 4 2 53 4 9 352 Book Ch. V. ~ Hymn Heb. - 4 16 357 6, 18 -23Ô. 6 19, 2o 167 7 1-21 183 7 2 5 1 52 9 27 565 1 o 39 225 ; 11 | 13 3oo 12 - 7 278 13 17 41o 13 , 2o, 21 39o James . 1 27 284 * * * . 2 , 1o 52 1 Pet. I 18, 19 7o .2 6 163 - , 2 7 173, 192 . 3 2o, 2 1 104. 2 Pet- , 1 4 1 28 3 18 322 1 John 1 3 96 I 9 88 , 2 , I 1 56 3 : 1-3 91,95 v : 5, 21 299 Jude , 2o, 21 375 Rev. . 1 7 576 2 -- I 4I2 ...2.1o 328 5 , 9-14 387 , 5 1 2 .-479 6 14-17 576 19 I o 2O5 2O. I 2 571 22 16 i6o 22 1 7 1 21 22 17, 23 · 574
C O N T E N T S. A # - Aanov his Breast-plate, * * . , Melchifedec and Chriſt - Abraham's God - • • • Care of his Family - - , Interceſſion for Sodom * Acceptance thro' Christ alone Aereft to God, by Christ *Adivity in Religion - *-* Adam the first and fecond - Admiration and Joy Adoption - - - Affliction, pleading with God under it Prefence of God defired in it , . See Sickneß Agur's Wiſh - - Angels, ministering to Christ to Christians e Reply to the Women that fought Christ Their Song at the Birth of Christ , The Fallen, paffed by Apostacy deprecated - Ark, Noah preferved in it - Aftenfon of Christ - Affociations, of Ministers and Churches Spiritual, registered in Heaven Miniſters abounding in the work, &c. Lovest thou me? feed my Sheep Prayer for Ministers - A Revival defired Spread of the Goſpel longed for Praife for the Increaſe of the Church Spiritual Temple completed Atonement of Chriſt e Gratitude for it Pleaded – - 4wakened Sinners Prayer ---- Hymn Ts 154 183, 19o, 191 * 66 334 526 377 - 83 3253 293 38 477 91-95 31 2 537 262 14t 397 1 44 12ó, 13o 137 439, 44o 164 142, 145 423-431 423 424 42,5 426 427 428, 21o 429, 430 43 1 74 75 76 29 : |E T t 3
* C O N T E N T S. B Back/liders invited to return Back/lidings, and Returns Dreaded - Baptiſm * ***een Barren Fig-tree *4 * * Bartimeus’s Prayer Benevolence a Duty and Pleaſure Birth of Chrift - ą Birth-day Hymn Bodies of the Saints, the Care of God Temples of the Holy Ghoſt Boldneſs, holy - - Book of Life * Brethren, Love to them * * i-* C Calling, effectual 77, 78, and Glorification Canaan, the 2d Part of Hymn The Happineſs of it longed for Way to it. See Heaven Ceremonial Law Charity - Children, every Day given to the Lord Christ's Regard to them Christ, Aaron the true - Adam the fecond - - Advocate - - Angel of the Covenant Brazen Serpent * * Bread of Life • • Bridegroom - Bright and Morning Star Brother ' - . -- Chicf among ten Thouſand Confolation of Iſrael Corner Stone w Defire of all Nations * * Door * * Example -- - - Fure runner 246, | Hymn 118, 121, 176 - 12 285, 288 299 357 9, 11t 254 | 1c8 66 232 2C: - 53 3 432-436 336 '; 156, 152 J :2 5 7 157 , 158 159 160 * 240 161 162 163 164 165 167 * – - - - -*-------a, -
C O N T E N T S. - * * ", Hymn Christ, Foundation - - 163, 167 Fountain opened - – 168, 169 Friend - - - 17o, 385 Gift of God - - 171 Guide - - - 567 Head of the Church - - 172 Huſband - - - - 159 Jeſus - * - 173, 475 Immańuel - |- - 174 King of Saints - - 175-177Kinſman - --. |- 178 Lamb of God - - 179 Worthy is the Lamb - - 387 Leader' -** - - 18o Life of the Soul - * – 181 Light - - - 182 Lord of All - – 176, 177 Melchiſedec - - 183, 386Meffenger of the Covenant 184 Meſfiah |- - 185 Paffover - - 186 Pearl of great Price ---- 187 Phyſician of the Soul - - 188 Of the Soul and Body 189 r. Prieſt, the great high - - - 19o, 191 Prince and Savior *- - 269 Prophet, Priest and King - - 192 Ranfom ---- - ' 90, 193 Refuge - - - , " 3o5 Righteoufnefs, our - " – - 194 Rock fmitten " ---- – 195 Savior, the only – 196, 269 able and willing - 115 Shepherd - - 197 Strong Hold - - 198 Sun t- 199 Vine - 2CO Way 196. Way to Canaan - 2O1 , Way, Truth, and Life - 2O2 * Wifdom, Righteouſneſs, Sanctification, &c. 2ο3 „The Burden of the Song – 386, 387 ALL IN ALL -- - 204, 2 O5
C O N T E N T S, ** . . . . * Hymn Christian, awakened * * ---- 294 Crying for Mercy - * * 295 HLonging for an Intereſt în Chriſt * 296 Choofing the good Part - - - 297 Devoting himſelf to God - ---- 298 His Body the Temple of the Spirit * * 299 A Pilgrim - ---- 300 his Song * * ** ce 3C1 Running the Race : : * ** •* • 302 Fighting the good Fight * * 303 On his fpiritual Voyage * * 304 Tempted e - 395 His Temptations moderated . - 306 Ministered to by Angels * * * * 307 Walking in Darkneſs and trusting - 308 Complaining of Sin and Inconstancy - 309, 31o Lamenting Pride - ----- -- 311 Pleading with God under Affliction ---- 312 Backſliding and returning - * * 313 Falling and recovered **** 314 Wiſhing to be as in Months past-- a * 315 Troubled, but making God his Refuge -- 316 Perfecuted -- 317 Cast down, but hoping in God ' , * * 318 His Requeſt - -** 319 Watching and praying - 320 His Prayers anfwered by Croſſes *- 321 Growing in Grace ------- a 322 · Rifing to God - - - - - - 323 Remembering all the Way, &c. .. 324 Waiting for the Coming of his Lord 4 32 Defirous of finiſhing his Courfe with }; 326 Committing his departing Spirit to Jefus 327 . , Crowned . - * * e a 328 ciure, defcribed, 4ο3. formed - 406 , Prefence of Christ, the Joy of it - 404 Way to it enquired - - * 405 Begging a of the Lord * 409 Praying for their Minister * 415 Praying for their Pastor when ill 413 Chooſing Deacons * * . , • 417 Christ's Care of Churches and Ministers 412
C O N T E N T S. , * Hymn Church, Glory of it predicted ---- - 418, 419 prayed for -- . 419-422, 441 Church Meetings *= * - 437-441 See Ministers, alſo Aſociations Come and welcome to Jeſus Christ « - 1 15 Collestions for poor Churches and Ministers · 432-436 Communion, with God 96 With Chriſt 487, đefired * * 97-99 With Saints 254, our own Hearts – 329 Cnmpaſion of Christ : - 367 Complaint, of Inability to do Good . . . – 3C9 Of Inconstancy · - 31o. Of Pride 311 (Of Hardnefs of Heart |- 25o OfStupidity in Hearing and Prayer e – 275 Of Unfruitfulnefs - - - 51.1 ' Under great Pain .. - -, 358 Condefending Grace of Christ . - * * 133 Condfenſion of God ---- - 14 Confidence in God - , - ' 286, 344 Confliti - 41, 3og Contentment See Refgnation 262, 276–279 Čontrition of Heart 275 Converſion, a work of efficacious Grace – . , 77 ' Of a Sinner; or, Joy in Heaven - . , 79; 438 , , ' ' Of the Thief 8o. Of Zaccheus | 78 Praiſc to God for it - , - . . . 82 Conviction, fpiritùał as. . . - - 50, 294 Coronation of Chrift - --• – ‘ 176, 177 Counfal of God's Will * * - įg:, F-, i. ; 3ł Covenant of Grace 66, 223 - pleaded " 68 Supporting under Trouble * * 67 Creation, a fummary View of it 27 Of Man * 27» 28 Creating Wiſdom, Song to it ** --, 29 And Providence -- - - t - - - , 32 Croß of Christ 137. flying to it · · · · 52 Attractions of it * * -- , 138 Triumphs of it : - . ' * - - 481 Crof, the Christians, taken up - – 28o, 281 Croffes, Prayer anfwered by them --- 321 Crown him , ---- - ł76, i 77 Crown of Glory promiſed **** -- 328 - * * * -
C Ở N T E N T S. B - - ----- - - - Hymn Barknef, walking in it - - .** 3ο8. Hope in it - - 231 Spirit of God addreſſed in it - 21 Pay, one well ſpent ---- - 226 Beacons, at a Choice of - *--- 417 Death, and Eternity , - *-e- 55o Preparation for it defired -- - 561 Of the Sinnerand Saint - : – 559 Of Moſes •- 555. A Sleep to good Men - , - 562 Victory over it through Christ : *-* 552 The welcome „... -- - a 533 - And Judgment, See Funerał - .*- 565 Becrees of God - , - , jas: 9 Þelight in God 248. westis -- -344; 34 Þeliverances, pational, celebrate - 532-535 ir, iki 9o prevented - 287 # culties farmounted * - ---- , 447 Þiligence and holy zeal - - - - - 293, 3 s on, Hymns at -- , vs - 378-392 # of God -- - , - - | 9 orologier -- - , - -, - 393-397 # of the Spirit of God , - 93 216 Drought, threatening - , - 501 Duties, and Privileges ------ - ... - 375 Difficulties thereoffurmounted – 447 Duty to God. - - ; , - , :, 47 Ánd our Neighbour -, " - 48, 2;: 'E. · · · · · · * Early Piet ---- : * * 518 Earthly #4, their Vanity -- – 398 Ebenezer -- |- 5o9, 51o, 512, 290 Education of Youth - - 522, 523 Flection, 62. Confequences of it . . . . . – 63 Godly Conſideration of it cọmfortable – , 65 Encouragement, and Invitation – 114-121 To fuch who feek a rifen Jeſus 144 To young Perfons to feek Chriſt - 518 To the weak in Faith **** *r- 224
C O N T . E N T. S. Encouragement to trust and love God To Prayer Enemies, Love to them - * * - Eternity, of God - '' Joyful and tremendous a Time and Eternity -- Beath and Eternity * Prayer in Proſpect of it · · - Evening Hymas Love. See Eletlion - Example of Christ ---- Exaltation of Christ - – Excellencies of Chriſt – " ' * ", - - *-a F Faith, its Author and Preciouſneſs Forgiveneß, See Pardon * * * * . ' . God ready to forgive Forms vain without Religion Fortitude, holy Fulnefs of Chriſt * * * * e ***** ; Hymn 285 353 - 4 . 548 35º 549 5-497, ::: 49 *- 2 166, 435 147, 148, 269 ---- : · · * ' ’ **** 217 Naturc and Effećłs * - 222 Power of 218. Weakneſs of it ---- » 224 Struggling with Unbelief - * ---- 219 Fainting 22o Reviving • • 221 Conquering 222 'Connected with Salvation 225 - ithfulnefs of God --* * * - 19, 3o6 Fall of Man, lamented - : '' 42' AF y * * *- 1 22 family Worſhip - - 333-337 Fast Day Hymns * - - - - 524-528, 536 Fear of God exerciſed all the Day - ' 226 The Happinefs attending it - 227, 285 Fears and Doubts remo *-* – 289, 285 Fear not --. *-- 288 I will trust and not be afraid -- 29o Feast, the Goſpel * * * 56, 473, 486 Room at it . *-- - 118, 486 Felix trembling ---- ***** ---- 38o Fellow/hip of the Saints e • 254 Fervency of Devotion defired ---- 21 1 Following Christ **** e 292, 445, 446 –“ : * 87 9o 345 228 15o E
C O N T E N · T · S. Hymn Funeral, See Death Of an Infant - - 556 Of a young Perfon - - 557 . Of Children * * * * 558 Of a Believer - - - * » 569 Of a Miniſter * – - - - Futurity committed to the Lord * - 519 G - General Meetings–See Affociations Glorying in the Lord alone - 238 God–a Father e e – 92, 278 A Refuge 316. is Love * « . * * 241 A Portion - - -- « 976 The Searcher of the Heart * 28 Reaſoning with Men - * * * 114 Our God 124. for ever and ever * . 385 Exalted above all Praife 26 Good Samaritan, Parable of the -r 257 Goodneſs of God, 12; 3o, and Juſtice - - 18 In giving his Son ---- | 12 Goſpel, * * 4 a - - 54 Glorious **** ee- * * 59 Worthy of all Acceptation - 55 . The Power of God to Salvation ** 6o Repreſented by, a Feast 486, 362, 56, 473 ilee **** a 57, 58 Rationally defended * * **** 61 Freeneſs of it – ---- 362 Net, casting it ---- - 366 Spread of it defired * * 37o, 374, 428 Grace, electing, adopting, fovereign » 14, 65 Efficacious 77. distinguiſhing * ** 413 Sufficient 125. deſired * * * * 382 Growing in it 322. defired * - 390 Salvation by Grace ---- *** - 1 1 ! Gratitude the Spring of true Religion - 246 Grave -, - - - 550, 567 Gravity and Decency * * 229 Growth in Grace 322, defired 399
c o N T E N T s. H Hymn Habitation, going to a new one * - 333-335 Happinefs, in God - 238, 34 Attending divine Wiſdom - 291 Of thofe who fear God 227, and trust him 285 . Of the Poor in Spirit * 234 Of humble Worſhippers 343 Of ſpiritual Pilgrims - 3OG Of being with Chrift * * * 554. Harmony of the divine Perfections * « t. Harvest and Summer - - 5o4, 5°5 - Heart, evil 4o. Contrite defired . - - * 75 Hard lamented 25o. New defired * 382 Heaven, anticipated, 2d part of Hymn - - 66 Promifed Land * 584 Happineſs and Joys of it - - 583. 58 , Worſhip of it 587. The everlasting Song .* 583 Hell, the Sinner’s own Place * * 589 Everlasting Mifery of it - - 42 Praiſe for being out of it * 16 n Heaven – 582 elp prayed for 379. Obtained - 5o9, 51 o # zd part of Hymn 5o9 ° Of God - 17 Hope, in Darkneſs 231. Set before us - 23o Encouraged by the Perfections of God 233 Hoping and longing for Glory - 232, 253 Humble, their Joy encouraged - 26o Humiliation of Chriſt ---- - 148 AHumility of Mind 234, prayed for A - 237 The humble Publican * * * - 236 Humble Pleadings for Mercy - 235 Hypocrify dreaded * * - 108, 283 I Idol Worſhip stupid * ** - 2, 3 Idols renounced and God welcomed into the Soul 299 Illnefs, See Sickneß *** linmutability of God | – - 5 Inabiiity to do good complained of - 3e9 Incarnation of Christ ******** - 129-132 Incomprehenſibility of God **** U u
C O N T E N T S. Inconstancy lamented Indwelling sin Anfants, See Children Dying in the Arms of Jeſus Infinity of God - Influences of the Spirit Compared to living Water * To Rain 2ο9. to the Wind , Defired 21 c–2 12. experienced Ingratitude to Christ detested - IJþuation of the Scriptures Inter effion of Christ, 152 For Peter Typified by Aaron’s Breast-plate Interest in Christ deſired Invitations, of Scripture To the Goſpel Feaſt Falez: Prayer Gews prayed for * Joy, of the Humble And rejoicing The Return of Joy 7ubilec - Judgment-Day The c ming of the Judge 575–578. Deſire Books opened Sentence on the Wicked - On the Righteous A Place at the right Hand defired Tustice and Goodneſs of God * # and Equity to our Neighbour uftfication King and royal Family prayed for Hymn 31o 39 336 556 6 - 2o6–216 2ο8 2 12 213 252 43 . prevalent 153 -- - 238–241 57, 58 570-579 574 571 572 573 579 18 242 83, 84 d * K Kingdom di Carift 149 Increaſing - - 430 » God, to be frit fought • * , 519 "O Glory, See Heaven 234 *vu vleuge, ipiritual : ---- - 243-245 l', '1' te of God its Author - * 4 243 Imperiećt at, preſent * * * * a 245
C O N T E N S. T Knowledge, One Thing I know - And Happinefs L latter-day-glory longed for - Law, moral 47, 48. Honored by Christ Sinners found wanting by it Praćtical Ufe of it - Ceremonial - - And Goſpel - Legal Obedience followed by Evangelical leper crying 189, 289. Healed liberality, See Čharily - Liberty, ſpiritual - Life, abundant by Chriſt - - Long Sufering of God Lord's Day, See Refurreãion ofChrist Morning Evening -- . - Lord's Prayer – - Lord's Supper - . -- Lg/l Sheep found, Parable of the Loving Kindneß of Gea Love, of God, i lećti.. ,, everlaſting Eternal al o anchangcabie Redeerntlig Love | Hymn 244 291 421 5o, 356 49 5O 53 52 5 1 1 O2 246 93 1 O 1 16 346- 349 350-352 ! 58 472--49o 79 1 3 62 6.+ Love, of h, ist constraining - . On a Croſs and a Throne - Weeping and dying - - Love, to God To Chº ſt preſent or abſent Lovcſt : hou nne ? - - Defiring to o, e Christ Profeſion of Love to the Redeenter Suprenne Love To the Brethren 254 enfeigned : To all Saints -- ---- To our Neighbour To our Enemies - - - - All Attainments vain will.out :. ~~ 69 139, 446 8o 484 247 z ! 9 252: ; ? 5 2., 2.5 t * » b * * , , * * U u 2
C O N T E N T S. M Hymn Majesty of God * *** 1 O a????a * - * * – 158, 183 Mariner, the ſpiritual |- 3O4 Mariner’s Pfalm - * - - 36 Meditation 329. On the Croſs of Chriſt - 478 Meek beautined with Salvation - 26o Meeting and parting of Friends - – 514-516 Mercies in constant Succeſſion - * * 547 Mercy, of God - - 15 Pieaded for 235, 332. Implored - 295 And Truth met together - - 21 Meffage of the Redeemer 134 Midnight Cry - - - 551 Ministers, Nothing without Chriſt - 36o Abounding in the Work of the Lord - 424 Watching for Souls - 41 O Leaving a People - - - - 414 . I lineſs of one - - - 413 Meeting of, See Aſſociations Christ's Care of them m. - 4r2 Prayer for them - – 416, 426 coÍestion for poor Ministers -- 432-436 Ministry, Goſpel instituted by Christ - 407 Ö e called to the Work of the Miniſtry 4c8 Ministry ef Angels, See Angels Miraclis of Chriít applied - - - 189 Miſionaries prayed for - 420 Moderation - - – 261, 262 Mortality of Man, See Death * - 4 , 524, 543 Morning Hymns * 491-494, 226 Mutatility of the Creation - - 5 N National Prayer and Praife * – 525-536 Nativity of Chriſt - - – 129-132 Noah preferved in the Ark - 104 Neighbour, our Duty to him *a - 48 Our Love to him - - - 257 New Year's Day * * * – 508-511
C O N T E N T S. - Hymn Not unto us - • * * 384 - November the fifth, &c. – 533-535 O Obedience evangelical - – 51 Omnipotence of God – - 7 omniprefence and Omniſcience 8 Old Age - - 524 One Thing needful - - 297, 2o4 Ordination Hymns - 41O-413, 338, 497 Original Sin - 38 P Pardon – * * – 85–9o Of all Sin - – – 87 Spoken by Chrift – - – * 89 Confeſſion and Pardon - - 88 And Sanctification - * . . 1 CO God ready to forgive – - 9o Pardoning God 85. Love - - - 86 Parting of Chriſtian Eiends · 515, 516, 254 Pastor, one fought of God - 4C9 His Prayer for his People - - - - 416 Peoples Prayer for him » 415 Patience of God admired – 16 Chriſtian Patience defired -- – 263, 264 Peace, promiſed and prayed for - – 266, 391 God ſpeaking it to the Soul -- - 265 Peuce of the Nation prayed for - - - 53O Praiſe for it – – 53! Penitence and Hope, See Repentance - 272 Penitent the 27 1. his Sighs - 27o Perfections of God – - 1–26 În Harmony 21. celebrated - - 25 Moral Perfećtions imitated - 24 Perſecution to be cxpected by good Men – 317 Perfèverance in Grace * - 1o3–! d6, 223 Defired - - ---+-- – 1 o5: 1 c6 Peter, admoniſhed by Chriſt 155 His Fall and Recovery - - 31 3. 314 And John following Chriſt • 292 U u 3.
c o N T E N T s. , Hymn Pilgrim, the ſpiritual 3oo. His Song - - 3o1 Piliar of Fire 44. and Cloud – 18o, 418 Pleaſures, of Religion 4- 291 Unfeen longed for *--- 546 Pool of Betheſda - - - - - 364 Poor in Spirit blefied * * 234 Portion, God a ---- 276 Poverty, fpiritual - - 234 Power and Providence of God * 7 Praife to God, from the whole Creation – 1 For the Bleſſings of Providence and Grace 37 For the Fountain opened - 169 For Salvation - - 383 To the Redeemer - – 488, 489 To Father, Son, and Spirit - 2 2 God exalted above all Praife - 26 Prayer, fecret 332. the Lord's - 358 Anfwered 316. by Croffes 321 Imperfećt but accepted - 156 Exhortation to it - - 353 Hymns before Prayer – 353-358 Preparatory Thought for the Lord's Supper 472 Prefence, of God, worth dying for - 555 f Christ the Joy of his People 4C4: 554: 135 Promifed 359. longed for - 22 Q Pride lamented - - - 311 , 345 Priesthood of Christ igo. its Excellency – 191 Privileges of the Sons of God - 94, 375 Prodigal Son, Parable of the - *- 273 Promifes, the first Promife |- ---- 1 2 2 Of Strength according to our Days - 123 Of the divine Prefence - - 124 Of ſufficient Grace - - 125 Of a Supply of all our Need 126 Of the Kingdom - - 127 Exceeding great and precious - 1 28 Prophecy, Christ the Substance of it 2C5 Fulfilled - - 185 Proſperity of Soul defired - 322 Providence 31. and Power of God 7 Equitable and kind 33. mysterious 34 To be explained hereafter ---- 35
C O N T E N T S. Hymn Providence, Bereaving, fubmitted to • • 563 Praife for the Bleſſings of it - 37 Publican, the humble - - * 236 R Race, the Christian - - - 302 Rain, threatening * * 5O2 Reading the Scriptures 33O Reaſon 32. an infufficient Guide - 196 Accolleếtion, grateful - 324, 5oq Redeeming Love - 69, 169 Aedemption, by Christ alone * * - 7o Finiſhed 71, 72. Wonders of it - 485 Gratitude to God for it - 73 Refuge, God a 316. Christ a 52, 100, 305 #egeneration, . See Converſion Rejoicing, in God 238. in Hope - 24o In the Ways of God * * - 239 And going on our Way - 24o Religion, Gratitude the Spring of it - 2 16 Internal, defired * * - 284 Perfonal - 329–332 Family - 333–337 Public - 338–397 Vain without Love - 259 Remembering all the Way, &c. - 324 Repentance, commanded by God 267 Given by Christ 269 And Hope - - 272 Prayed for, See Penitence and Penitent – 268 Why weepest thou ? ---- 274 Refgnation, See Submiſion – 276–279 to ferve the Lord -- 334 The fucceſsful one * a - 355 Kefurrection, of the Body - 568, 569 Of Chrift * * 140-143, 474 A Pledge of ours 1 43 Comfortable to fuch who feek Christ - 144 And Afcenſion of Chriſt - 142, 145 ARetirement - 329. Revival prayed for * * ---- 437
C O N T E N T . S. Hymn Rick Fool ſurpriſed - 4co Riches their Emptinefs ---- 398 Riches of Chriſt unfearchable - 151 Righteous, See Christian Righteoufnefs, imputed - * * 84 Human, infuſhicient to justify - 83, 5o RJing to God 323 S. Sabbath, See Lord's Da - , 348, 352 Safety of Christ's Sheep y - - 47 34 ; ; Saint indeed - - - - 261 Salvation, approaching - – 224, 586 Of Sinners 1ο7-113 The Method of it 1ο7, complete 109 Free 1ο8. by Graee - - – 11c, 1 1 1 An Interest in it defired - 1 13 What muſt I do to be faved ? - 294 God glorious and Sinners faved - 1 12 Praife for it – 383 Samaritan the good - - 257 Sanč7ification, and Pardon ! - 1QQ And Growth defired - 102, 390 Satan repulſed - Scriptures, their Inſpiration - 43 Their Uſefulnefs 44. Riches - 45 Their Sufficiency and Excellency - 46 Reading them - 330 Seafons crowned with Goodneſs - 508 Secret Prayer - 332 Self-Dedication - 298, 490 Self-Denial – 28o, 281 Self-Examination 331. Lord, fearch me – 283 Self-Existence and Self-Sufficience of God – 2o, 23 Serioufne/s prayed for - 549 Sermon, Hymns before it '- 359–371 Hymns after it - - 372–392 Shanie, on Account of Christ, abhorred - 451 Sheep of Christ fecure | – 1C3 Shepherd, See Christ * * - 1C1 Sicknefs, Prefence of God defired in it * 537. Submiſſion under it ---- 549
C O N T E N T S. Hymn Sicknefs, Complaint and Hope în it * , 538 General 539 . And Recovery - 541: 542 Sinai and Calvary * ** - 52 Sincerity and Truth 282. deſired - 283 Sin, original 38. Indwelling - 39 And Grace |- 4 I And Sorrow laid before God. * 99 Sinner, imp; nitent, found wanting 49 Reafoned with 581. convinced - 5o Repenting, accepted - - 273 And Saints in the Wreck of Nature - - 57o Death of the Sinner - 559 Sion, its Stability and Glory 4O3 Afking the Way to it - - 4O5 Glorious Things ſpoken of it. See Church 418 Seng to creating Wiſdom -* 29 Of the Angels at Christ's Birth – 129, 13o Of the fpiritual Pilgrim - 3o1 Of Praife to the Redeemer 347, 488, 489 Sons of God, their Privileges 94: 95 Sorrow, godly, See Repentance For Sin, defired - - 274. Laid before God ---- 99 Soul, Worth of it - ---- 4O1 Sovereignty of God * a • • 9 Sower, Parable of -- – 372, 373 Spirit of God, See Influences – 2c6–216 The Comforter * ** 2c6 Leads the People of God - 2O7 Addreſſed under Darkneſs - 214 Grieved but intreated not to depart - 21 5 His Drawings celebrated - 216 Spiritual Mindedneſs -* * - 284 Spirituality of God ---- - - 3 Spring . • – 498-5co Strait Gate - - 165 Strength, as our Days are - – 123, 125 Submifion, to the Will of God 276, 277, 264 To bereaving Providences 563, filial - 278 It is the Lord, let him, &c. * * 279
C O N T E N T S. - - - -------- . * - Hymn Sufering Christians, dear to Christ - 28o Sufferings of Christ. See Lord's-Supper - 136 Summer and Harvcit - - 5o4, 5o5, Sunday Schools - 522: 523 Supplication - - 295. * 4 T Temple, the Bodies of the Saints - 299 The Spiritual completed - 431 Temptation, 305, 324. Moderated - 3c6 Tempted, Chriſt’s interceſſion for them * . 155 Thankſgiving Days – 529-536. Thief on the Crofs - - - 8o Thirsty Souls invited to Chriſt * * 1 2 O Thunder, the God of 5O3 Time, well ſpent 226. Short - 543 Now is the accepted Time – 376, 5o5 Every Part of it in God's Hands – 545 And Eternity * * 546 Transfiguration of Christ 135 Traveller's Pſalm 36 Trinity, the Doctrine of the, . See Doxologies 22 Triumphs of Christ 148. Of the Croſs – 481 Trouble, pleading with God in it * - 312 Troubled but making God our Refuge -- 316 Trust, in God under Trials – 286, 287, Humble, or Defpair prevented * * 287 Encouragement to.it ---- 285 I will truft and not be afraid 290 Truth, and Faithfulnefs of God - 19 And Mercy met together * • 2 1 And Sincerity 282 Types, Chriſt the Subſtance of them U Unbelief lamented 241. Surmounted Union to Chriſt - Unity of God | – Vanity of earthly Things Victory, Thankſgiving for national Over Death 53; 2O5, 202 - 29ɔ 2 398, 401 529 552 =
- ---- « ---- - - -***** * ) C O N T E N T S. 1 Hymn Wifion of the dry Bones . – * - 37 1 Voyage, the Spiritual - - 394 W Walking, with God 98. in Darkneſs * * 308 Warfare, the Christian ---- – 228, 3o3 Warrior animated and crowned - 328 Watchfulnef, rewarded -- « 325 Weary and burdened invited to Reft 1 17 Wedding-Hymn - |- 513 Wicked Men exhorted - - 1 16 Winter improved - 5c6, 507 Wiſdom, of God 11. In Creation - 29 And Grace of the Goſpel 59 Wiſdom’s Ways pleaſant * * 291 Wonders of Redemption 485 Word of God, See Scripture World, Vanity of it - - - 398, 399 Renounced 4o2. Deſpifed - - 253 No Compenſation for the Lofs of one Sou 4O1 Worſhip, private - - 329-332 Family - | – - 333-337 Public 338–397. Reverential * 17, 26 Opening a new Place of - 338–34o Pleaſures of it - 341, 343, 344, 346 Excellency of it ---- - 342, 343 Formal Worſhip vain 345 Worthy is the Lamb – - 387, 479 Y Year crowned with Goodneſs ---- 508 Youth, educated - 522, 523 Encouraged to feek the Lord - 517-521 A lovely one falling ſhort of Heaven - - 52o Z Zeal, and Diligence * * 293 For Chriſt - yw * * 292 For the Houſe of God “ . * a 346 == == ------- - --- ---- ----------- | *
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