THE BENSON LIBRARY OF HYMNOLOGY
Endowed by the Reverend Louis Fitzgerald Benson, d.d.
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LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY PRINCETON, NEW JERSEY
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THE
ADVENT HARP;
DESIGNED FOR
BELIEVERS IN THE SPEEDY COMING OF CHRIST.
Speak to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songa, singing and makmg melody in your heart to the Lord. Eph- 6 : 19.
BOSTON:
PUBLISHED BY J. V. HIMES.
1849.
nr PEEFACE.
pieces, that have seldom been sung, with new pieces that have never appeared in any other collection, or good selec- tions ; while the whole have been carefully revised so as to make them suitable for general use.
To the friends who have contributed their poetical effu- sions, and to those who have forwarded choice selections, we are very grateful, though it has been impossible to insert all that has been sent us without swelling the book beyond any reasonable size. To those brethren of the committee that was appointed at New York who have aided in tiie revision and correction of the old book, and also in selecting new hymns, we express our sincere thanks.
Our friends will be gratified to find this book free from "parts," although it unites all the advantages of the " Mil- lennial Harp." The pages are numbered from beginning to end, as one book. The index refers to the page where any h3nim may be found by the first line. The hymns with- out music are arranged under appropriate heads, according to the particular subject to which they refer.
Still commending our Harp to God, whose aid we have sought in its preparation, we trust it will be the means of aiding some of our fellow-pilgrims to hold on their way, till they all strike their harps of immortality to the songs of the redeemed in the kingdom of God !
J. V. HiMES.
Boston, August, 1849.
THE
ADVENT HARP.
PUBLIC WORSHIP.
1. ^. P. M.
1 HOW pleased and blessed was I To hear the people cry,
" Come, let us seek our God to-day!"
Yes, with a cheerful zeal.
We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay.
2 Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace,
And walls of strength embrace thee round ; In thee our tribes appear, To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel's joyful sound.
3 May peace attend thy gate. And joy within thee wait.
To bless the soul of every guest ;
The man who seeks thy peace,
And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest.
g^ 7s,. M.
1 TO thy temple we repair ; Lord, we love to worship there ; While to thee our prayers ascend, Let thine ear in love attend ;
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2 While thy glorious name is sung, Tune our lips, inspire our tongue ; Then our joyful souls shall bless Christ, the Lord our Righteousness,
3 While thy word is heard with awe, While we tremble at thy law,
Let thy gospel's wondrous love Every doubt and fear remove.
4 From thy house when we return, Let our hearts within us burn ; Then, at evening, we may say,
' We have walked with God to-day.
3. c. M.
1 EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face ; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace.
2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand ; And they must drink, or die.
3 Not life itself, with all its joys.
Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice. As thy forgiving love.
4 Thus, till my last, expiring day,
I '11 bless my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray. And tune my lips to sing.
4^ S. M.
1 COME, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be knovni ; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne
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PUBLIC WORSHIP.
2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from the place ; Religion never was designed To make our pleasures less.
3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From ftiith and hope may grow.
5. L- M.
1 PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, far thee ;
Thy saints adore thy holy name ; Thy creatures bend th' obedient knee, And, humbly, thy protection claim.
2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust ;
The breath of life thy spirit gave ; Where, but in thee, can mortals trust? Who, but our God, has power to save ?
3 Eternal Source of truth and light,
To thee we look, on thee we call ; Lord, we are nothing in thy sight, But thou to us art all in all.
4 Still may thy children in thy word
Their common trust and refuge see ; O, bind us to each other. Lord,
By one great tie — the love of thee.
g, 7s. M.
1 CHRISTIANS, brethren, ere we part, Every voice and every heart
Join, and to our Father raise One last hymn of grateful praise.
2 Though we" here should meet no more, Yet there is a brighter shore ; There, released from toil and pain. There we all may meet again.
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7. _ L. M.
1 IF, in a temple made with hands, God speaketh still his high commands, Let me to that blest place repair, That I may learn my duty there.
2 If, in the ailments of the soul,
There be a power that makes it whole, Let me to that pure fount apply, Lest the neglected spirit die.
3 If there be still a sacrifice. That may to God with favor rise. Let me present a contrite heart, Ere from this temple I depart.
4 Where God w^ould have the oflf'ring made, There be the willing tribute paid.
Till to his name I consecrate The worship of an endless state.
8. L- M.
1 GOD of the morning ! at whose voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a giant doth rejoice
To run his journey through the skies :
2 Oh, like the sun, may I fulfil
The appointed duties of the day ; With ready mind and active will
March on, and keep my heavenly way.
3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure ; Thy gospel makes the simple wise.
4 Give me thy counsel for my guide.
And then receive me to thy bliss ; All my desires and hopes beside
Are faint and cold, compared with this.
PUBLIC WORSHIP.
9, c- M-
1 LOKD, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints.
3 Oft to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there ; I will frequent thy holy court, And worship in thy fear.
4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness ! Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face.
5 The men that love and fear thy name
Shall see their hopes fulfilled ; The mighty God shall compass them With favor as a shield.
10. ■ ^- M-
1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone. He can create and he destroy.
2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay and formed us men ; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to his fold again.
3 We '11 crowd thy gates with thankful songs.
High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise ,
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4 Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand
When rolling years shall cease to move.
11. L. M.
1 GREAT God, attend while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs ; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our sun — he makes our day ; God is our shield — he guards our way From all assaults of hell and sin ; From foes without and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too ; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls.
12. 7s. M.
1 SONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun. When he spake, and it was done
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born ; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away. Songs of praise shall crown the day ; God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
PUBLIC WORSHIP.
4 And shall man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come! No ! the church is called to raise Psalms and hymns of grateful praise.
13. L. M.
1 WE bless thee, Lord, that we have met Once more before thy mercy-seat ; Thy ransomed family, to raise
In Jesus' name one song of praise.
2 And now thy blessing we implore, To guard and keep us evermore ; Into thine hand our souls commend, To guide, to strengthen and defend.
14^ L. M.
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise to set no more.
15, 8 & 7s. M.
LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Hope and comfort from above ; Let us each, thy peace possessing,
Triumph in redeeming love.
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THE HOLY SCRIPTURES
16. L- M.
1 GrOD, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known ; 'T is here his richest mercy shines. And truth is drawn in fairest lines.
2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts,
To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; Its influence makes the sinner live ; It bids the drooping saint revive.
3 Our raging passions it controls, And comfort yields to contrite souls ; It brings a better world in view,
And guides us all our journey through.
4 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near my eye ; Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage.
17. c. M.
1 THE counsels of redeeming grace
The sacred leaves unfold ; And here the Saviour's lovely face Our raptured eyes behold.
2 Here light, descending from above,
Directs our doubtful feet ; Here promises of heavenly love Our ardent wishes meet.
3 Our numerous gifts are here redrest,
And all our wants supplied ; Nought we can ask to make us blest, Is in this book denied.
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4 For these inestimable gains, That so enrich the mind, 0 may we search with eager pains, Assured that we shall find.
18. c- M-
1 FATHER of mercies, in thy word
What endless glory shines ! Forever be thy name adored For these celestial lines.
2 Here may the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find ; Riches above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind.
3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast ; Sublimer sweets than nature knows Invite the longing taste.
4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life, and everlasting joys, Attend the blissful sound.
5 O may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see. And still increasing light !
6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be thou forever near ; '; < •
Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour near.
19. "s. M.
* 1 HOLY Bible ! book divine !
Precious treasure, thou art'mine ! Mine, to tell me whence I came ; Mine, to teach me what I am ;
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2 Mine, to chide me when I rove ; Mine, to show a Saviour's love ; Mine, art thou, to guide my feet ; Mine, to judge, condemn, acquit ;
3 Mine, to comfort in distress. If the Holy Spirit bless ; Mine, to show, by living faith, Man can triumph over death ;
4 Mine, to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner's doom ; O thou holy book divine I Precious treasure, thou art mine.
20. c. M.
1 HAIL, sacred truth ! whose piercing rays
Dispel the shades of night ;
Diffusing o'er the mental world
The healing beams of light.
2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid,
Restores our wandering feet ; Converts the sorrows of the mind To joys divinely sweet.
3 O send thy light and truth abroad,
In all their radiant blaze. And bid th' admiring world adore The glories of thy grace.
21. I- M.
1 'T WA S by an order from the Lord The ancient prophets spoke his word ; His Spirit did their tongues inspire. And warm their hearts with heavenly fire.
2 Great God ! mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ;
There my Redeemer's face I see. And read his name who died for me.
THE HOLY SCRIPTURES.
3 Let the false raptures of the mind Be lost and vanish in the wind ; Here 1 can fix my hope secure ; This is thy word — and must endure.
22. ^- ^•
1 WHAT glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic, like the sun ! It gives a light to every age ; It gives — but borrows none.
2 The power that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat ; It makes the simple truly wise, It gives the hungry meat.
3 Let everlasting thanks be thine
For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of him I love. Till glory breaks upon my view Where we shall meet above.
23. c- M.
1 WHAT is the chaff, the word of man,
When set against the wheat 1 Can it a dying soul sustain, Like that immortal meat?
2 Thy word, O God, with heavenly bread
The children doth supply ; And those who by thy word are fed, Their souls shall never die.
24. ^- ^•
* 1 O, HOW I love thy holy law ! 'T is daily my delight ; And thence my meditations draw
Divine advice by night, 't^
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2 I wake before the dawn of day,
To meditate thy word ; My soul with longing melts away, To hear thy gospel, Lord.
3 Thy heavenly words my heart engage,
And well employ my tongue, And, through my weary pilgrimage, Yield me a heavenly song.
4 When nature sinks, and spirits droop.
Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise.
PREACHING AND TEACHING
25, 8s. M. 61.
1 INSPIRER of the ancient seers,
Who wrote from thee the sacred page. The same through all succeeding years ;
To us, in our degenerate age. The spirit of thy word impart. And breathe the life into our heart.
2 When from the way of life we rove,
The living God through sin forsake, Our conscience by thy word reprove.
Convince and bring the wand'rers back ; Deep wounded by thy Spirit's sword. And then by Gilead's balm restored.
3 The sacred lessons of thy grace.
Transmitted through thy word, repeat. And train us up in all thy ways,
To make us in thy will complete ; Fulfil thy love's redeeming plan, And bring us to a perfect man.
PREACHING AND TEACHING.
4 Furnished out of thy treasury, O may we always ready stand To help the souls redeemed by thee,
In what their various states demand ; To teach, convince, correct, reprove, And build them up in holiest love.
26. ,^ c. M.
1 JESUS, my Saviour, and my Lord,
To thee I lift mine eyes ; Teach and instruct me by thy word, And make me truly wise.
2 Make me to know and understand
Thy whole revealed will ; Fain would I learn to comprehend Thy love more clearly still.
3 Help me to read the Bible o'er
With ever new delight : Help me to love its Author more ; To seek thee day and night.
4 O let it purify my heart,
And guide me all my days ; Its wonders, Lord, to me impart, And thou shalt have the praise.
27. s. M.
1 HOW happy are our ears,
That hear the joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found.
2 How blessed are our eyes.
That see this heavenly light ; Prophets and kings desired it long. But died without the sight.
3 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 2
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4 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God.
28. c. M.
1 LIGHT of the world, shine on our soula.
Thy grace to us afford ; And while we meet to learn thy truth, Be thou our teacher, Lord.
2 As once thou didst thy word expound
To those that walked with thee, So teach us, Lord, to understand. And its blest fulness see ;
3 Its richness, sweetness, power and depth.
Its holiness discern ; Its joyful news of saving grace By blest experience learn.
4 Help us each other to assist ;
Thy Spirit now impart ; Keep humble, but with love inflame To thee and thine, each heart.
5 Thus may thy word be dearer still,
And studied more each day ; And as it richly dwells within, Thyself in it display.
29. L. M.
1 COMFORT, ye ministers of grace,
Comfort the people of your Lord ; O lift ye up the fallen race,
And cheer them by the gospel word.
2 Go into every nation, go,
Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, Glad tidings unto all we show ; Jerusalem, thy God is ni^h !
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3 Hark ! in the wilderness a cry,
A voice that loudly calls, Prepare ! Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh : Then he the guilty will not spare.
4 The glory of the Lord displayed
Shall all mankind together view, And what his mouth in truth hath said, His own almighty hand shall do.
30. c. M.
1 FATHER of all, in whom alone We live, and move, and breathe, One bright, celestial ray dart down, And cheer thy sons beneath.
8 While in thy word we search for thee, (We search with trembling awe !) Open our eyes, and let us see The wonders of thy law.
3 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear ; Now the revealing Spirit send. And give us ears to hear.
31. C. M.
1 BEFORE thy mercy-seat, 0 Lord!
Behold thy servants stand, To ask the knowledge of thy word. The guidance of thy hand.
2 Let thy eternal truths, we pray,
Dwell richly in each heart ; That from the safe and narrow way We never may depart.
3 Lord, from thy word remove the seal,
Unfold its hidden store ; And teach us, as we read, to feel Its value more and more.
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ADVENT HARP.
4 Thus, while thy word our weakness guides, Oh may we safely go To those fair realms where love provides A final rest from woe I
32. L. M.
1 GOD is the refuge of his saints
When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid.
2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled
Down to the deep, and buried there, Convulsions shake the solid world, Our faith shall never yield to fear.
3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God ; Life, love, and joy still gliding through. And cheering our divine abode.
4 That sacred stream, thine holy word,
That all our raging fear controls ; Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls
33. c. M.
1 ONCE more we bow before our God,
Once more his blessing ask ;
Oh ! may not duty seem a load,
Nor worship prove a task !
2 Father, thy quick'ning Spirit send
From heaven in Jesus' name ; To make our waiting minds attend, And put our souls in frame.
3 May we receive the word we hear.
Each in an honest heart ; And keep the precious treasure there, And never with it part.
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, 4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose, To each thy blessiiig suit, And let the seed thy servant sows Produce a plenteous fruit.
34. L. M.
1 THY presence, gracious God, afford ; Prepare us to receive thy word ; Now let thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mixed with what we hear.
2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts on things above ; With food divine may we be fed. And satisfied with living bread.
3 To each thy sacred word apply, With sov'reign power and energy ; And may we, in thy faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear.
4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; Teach us to know and do thy will ; Thy saving power and love display, And guide us to the realms of day,
35. 8 & 7s. M.
1 PRAISE to Him by whose kind favor
Heavenly truth has reached our ears ; May its sweet reviving savor
Fill our hearts and calm our fears.
2 Truth ! how sacred is the treasure !
Teach us, Lord, its worth to know : Vain the hope, and short the pleasure, Which from other sources flow.
3 What of truth we have been hearing.
Fix, O Lord, in every heart ; \j. In the day of thy appearing,
May we share thy people's part.
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4 Till we leave this world forever, May we live beneath thine eye ; This our aim, our sole endeavor, Thine to live, and thine to die.
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REDEMPTION.
§6. '' M.
1 COME, tune, ye sainfe, your noblest strains.
Your dying , risen Lord to sing ; And echo, to the heavenly plains, The triumphs of your Saviour King.
2 In songs of grateful rapture tell
How he subdued your potent foes ; Subdued the pov/ers of death and hell, And, dying, finished all your woes.
3 Then to his glorious throne on high
Returned, while hymning angels round; Through the bright arches of the sky, The Lord, the conquering Lord, resound.
4 Almighty love ! victorious power !
Not angel tongues can e'er display The wonders of that dreadful hour — The joys of that illustrious da)^
5 Dear Saviour, let thy wondrous grace
Fill every heart, and every tongue ; Till the full glories of thy face Inspire a sweeter, nobler song.
37. L. M.
1 JESUS, thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress ; When earth dissolves, then, without dread, With joy shall I lift up my head.
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2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day ; For who aught to my charge shall lay ? Fully absolved, through these, I am, From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
3 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruined nature sinks in years ; No age can change its glorioifs hue, The robe'of Clirist is ever new.
4 Lord, I believe, were sinners more Than sands upon the ocean shore. Thou hast for all a ransom paid, For all a full atonement made.
6 O, let the dead now hear thy voice ; Now bid thy banished ones rejoice ; Their beauty this, their glorious dress, *' Jesus, the Lord, our Righteousness."
38. c. M.
1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne : Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one.
2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,
"To be exalted thus!" " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, " For he was slain for us."
3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine ; And blessings, more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas. Conspire to lift thy glories high. And speak thine endless praise.
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ADVENT HARP.
5 The whole creation join in one To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb.
39. c. M.
1 NOW to the Lamb that once was slain,
Be endless blessings paid ; Salvation J glory, joy, remain Forever on thy head.
2 Thou hast redeemed us by thy blood,
And set the prisoners free ; Hast made us kings and priests to Goi, And we shall reign with thee.
40. . CM..
1 OH for a thousand tongues to sing
The great Redeemer's praise, The glories of our God and King, The triumphs of his grace !
2 Jesus ! the name that soothes our fears.
That bids our sorrows cease ; ... 'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; 'T is life, and health, and peace.
3 He breaks the power of reigning sin,
And sets the prisoners free ; His blood can make the foulest clean ; His blood availed for me.
4 He speaks ; and, listening to his voice,
New life the dead receive ; The broken, contrite hearts rejoice ; The humble poor believe.
5 Hear him, ye deaf ; his praise, ye dumb.
Your loosened tongues employ ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come ; And leap, ye lame, for joy.
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41, L. M.
1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast.
Save in thy death, thou Just and Good ! All the vain things which charm me most, I leave them for thy precious blood.
3 See from his head, his hands, his feet.
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, '.
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? !'
4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, ray life, my all.
42. ^' M-
* 1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimm'ring day.
2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief. He came, and (oh amazing love !) He died for our relief.
3 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak.
4 Angels, assist our mighty joys.
Strike all your harps of gold ; But, when you raise your highest notes. His love can ne'er be told.
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43. H. M.
1 COME, ye who love 'the Lord,
And feel his quick'ning power, Unite with one accord. His goodness to adore ; To heaven and earth aloud proclaim Your great Redeemer's glorious name
2 He leflfhis throne above
His glory laid aside, Came dovni on wings of love. And wept, and bled, and died : The pangs he bore, what tongue can tell, To save our souls from death and hell 1
3 He burst the-grave : he rose
Victorious from the dead ; And thence his vanquished^oes
In glorious triumph led : Up through the heavens the Conqueror rode, Triumphant to the throne of God.
4 He soon again will come,
(His chariot will not stay,) To take his children home
To realms of endless day : We there shall see him face to face. And sing the triumphs of his grace.
44. CM.
1 MY song shall always be of him
Who gave himself for me ; Who died a sinner to redeem, And bled upon the tree.
2 I never can his love forget
Who suffered for my good ; His wounded head, hands, side, and feet, Poured forth the sacred flood.
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PROVIDENCE.
3 Like him, on earth I wish to be,
That when he doth appear, I may rejoice his face to see, And his blest voice to hear.
4 For time to come I would fulfil
The wishes of my Lord, Obey his precepts, do his will, And magnify his word. .
L. M.
BEHOLD, the blind their sight receive !
Behold, the dead awake and live !
The dumb speak wonders ! and the lame
Leap like the hart, and bless his name !
2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own And seal the mission of his Son ; The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding on the cross.
3 He dies ! the heavens in mourning stood ; He rises ! and appears with God : Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die !
4 Hence and forever from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart ; And to those hands my soul resign, Whicli bear credentials so divine
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PROVIDENCE.
C. M. GOD moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea.
And rides upon the storm.
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2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ;
The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, p
But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter. And he will make it plain.
47. lis. M.
1 DAUGHTER of Zion! awake from thy sadness ;
Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more ; Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness ; Arise, for the night of thy sorrows is o'er.
2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm that subdued them,
And scattered their legions, was mightier far ; They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them ; Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.
3 Daughter of Zion ! the power that hath saved thee
Extolled with the harp and the timbrel shall be ; Shout ! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee, Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.
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48. 10 & Us M.
1 O, WORSHIP the King, all glorious above ! O, gratefully sing his unchangeable love ! Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.
2 O, tell of his might ! O, sing of his grace ! Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space ;
His chariots of wrath the deep thunder clouds from, And dark is his path on the wings of the storm.
3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light,
It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail. In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end ! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend !
6 O Lord of all might, how boundless thy love ! While angels delight to hymn thee above. The humbler creation, though feeble their lays With true adoration shall lisp to thy praise.
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1 QUIET, Lord, my fro ward heart.
Make me teachable and mild , Humble, upright, free from art;
Make me as a little child, From distrust and envy free, ■ Pleased with all that pleases thee.
2 What thou shalt to-day provide
Let me thankfully receive ; What to-morrow may betide
Calmly to thy wisdom leave ; 'T is enough that thou wilt care — Why should I the burden bear]
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3 As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own, — Knows he 's neither strong nor wisCi
Fears to stir a step alone ; Let me thus with thee abide, Thee my Father, guard and guide.
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1 AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; He justly claims a song from me ;
His loving-kindness, oh how free !
2 He saw me ruined by the fall. Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; He saved me from my lost estate ; His loving-kindness, oh how great!
3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along ;
His loving-kindness, oh how strong !
4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood ; His loving-kindness, oh how good !
5 Soon I may pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers may fail ;
0 may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death !
6 When conquered death shall yield its prey When Christ shall call his saints away,
1 '11 sing with rapture and surprise His loving-kindness in the skies.
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* 1 WHAT shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode. My songs address thy throne.
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2 Among the saints that fill thy house,
My offerings shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vow8 My soul in anguish made.
3 How happy all thy servants are !
How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee.
4 Let me be thine, forever thine ;
Let not my purpose move ; Thy hand hath loosed my bands of pain,
0 bind me with thy love !
52. c. M.
1 LORD, in the winds, and waves, and sky,
1 see thee present here ; And looking at thyself I cry,
" Can I be still thy care? "
2 I think of days and dangers past,
When I have found thee nigh ; And wonder how thy love can last To one so vile as L
3 I think of terrors near at hand.
Of judgment yet to come, When 1 before tliy face must stand, And hear my final doom.
4 The sense of all I 've been and done
Would fill me with despair ; But to my Saviour's cross I run, And find a refuge there.
5 I know he has the power to aid ;
I know he has the will ; And he who once for sinners bled Can rescue sinners still.
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53. L. M.
1 THAT man no guard nor weapon needs,
The power of Jesus' love who knows ; But safe may pass where duty leads,
Through burning sands or mountain snows.
2 Released from guilt, he feels no fear ;
Redemption is his shield and tower ; He sees the Saviour always near, To help in every trying hour.
3 Christ's love possessing, he is blessed ;
Secure whatever change may come ; Whether he go to east or west. With Christ he always is at home.
4 If placed beneath the northern pole,
Though winter reigns with rigor there, Christ's gracious beams will cheer his soul, And make a»spring throughout the year.
5 Or if the desert's sun-burnt soil
His lonely dwelling e'er should prove, Christ's presence will sustain his toil, Whose smile is life, .whose voice is love.
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1 FATHER, 'tis thine each day to yield
Our wants a fresh supply ; To clothe the lilies of the field, And hear the ravens cry.
2 Thy love in all thy works we see,
Thy promise, Lord, we plead. And humbly cast our care on thee, Who knowest all our need.
3 Let not the world engage our lovej
Nor cares our bosom fill ; But fix our heart on things above, That we may do thy will.
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4 The comfort of thy light bestow ; Our faith, O Lord, increase, And grant thy presence here below, The dawn of endless peace.
55. L. M.
1 ALMIGHTY Lord of earth and skies, Supremely good, supremely wise ; Fix thou the place of our abode ;
But may we still live near to God.
2 Where'er our dwelling shall be found. We will thy throne of grace surround, An altar to thy name we '11 raise. With sacrifice of prayer and praise.
3 With faith and with devotion, Lord, Teach us each day to hear thy word ; Grant us thy light to learn thy will, Grant us thy strength to do it still.
4 Give thou the visits of thy grace ; Let all our household seek thy face ; Our circle with thy presence bless ; Keep out each root of bitterness.
5 Thus, while we sojourn here below, Let streams of mercy round us flow, Till safe we see our Father's face, And in his mansions find a place.
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1 SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King ; Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high, but not confines
His goodness to the skies ; Through the whole earth his bounty shines. And every want supplies. 3
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3 With longing eyes thy creatures wail
On thee for daily food ; Thy liberal hand provides their meat. And fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord I
How slow thine auger moves ! But soon 1^ sends his pardoning word. To cheer the souls he loves.
5 Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy power and praise proclaim ; But saints, tliat taste thy richer grace. Delight to bless thy name,
57. L. p. M.
1 GOD of my life, how good, how wise^
Thy judgments to my soul have heeu ; They were bu mercies in disguise,
The painful remedies of sin ; How different now thy ways appear ! Most merciful when most severe.
2 Since first the maze of life I trod.
Hast thou not hedged about my way ; My worldly vain designs withstood.
And robbed my passions of their prey Withheld the fuel from the fire. And crossed each foolish, fond desire?
3 Thou wouldst not let thy captive go,
Or leave me to my carnal will ; Thy love forbade my rest below —
Thy patient love pursued me still, And moved me from my sin to part. And tore the idol from my heart.
4 But can I now the loss lament,
And murmur at thy friendly blow? Thy friendly blow my heart hath rent
From every seeming good below ; Thrice happy loss ! which makes me se© My happiness is all in thee.
PROVIDENCE.
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1 LORD, through the dubious paths of life
Thy feeble servant guide ; Supported by thy powerful arm, My footsteps shall not slide.
Q To thee, O my unerring Guide, I would myself resign ; In all my ways acknowledge thee, And form m.y will by thine.
3 Thus shall each blessing of thy hand
Be doubly sweet to me ; And in new griefs I still shall have A refuge, Lord, in thee.
4 Lord, by thy counsel while I live,
Guide thou my wand'ring feet ; And when my course on earth is run, Conduct me to thy seat.
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* 1 AFFLICTED saint, to Christ draw near ; Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear ; His faithful word declares to thee, That as thy day thy strength shall be.
2 Let not thy heart despond and say,
" How shall I stand the trying day?" He has engaged by firm decree That as thy day thy strength shall be.
3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong ; And if the conflict should be long. Thy Lord will make the tempter flee ; For as thy day thy strength shall be.
4 Should persecution rage and flame, Still trust in thy Redeemer's name ; In fiery trials thou shalt see
That as thy day thy strength shall be.
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SIGNS OF THE TIMES.
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1 WATCHMAN ! tell us of the night,
What its signs of promise are. • Traveller ! o'er yon mountain's height
See that glory-beaming star ! Watchman ! does its beauteous ray
Aught of hope or joy foretell 1 Traveller ! yes ; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel.
2 Watchman ! tell us of the night ;
Higher yet that star ascends. Traveller ! blessedness and light,
Peace and truth its course portends. Watchman ! will its beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth 1 Traveller ! ages are its own ;
See ! it bursts o'er all the earth I
3 Watchman ! tell us of the night,
For the morning seems to dawn. Traveller ! darkness takes its flight,
Doubt and terror are withdrawn ! Watchman ! let thy wandering cease
Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveller ! lo, the Prince of Peace,
Lo, the Son of God is come !
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1 HOW happy are the little flock, Who, safe beneath their guardian Rock,
In all commotions rest ; When war's and tumult's waves run high. Unmoved above the storm they lie, And lodg-e in Jesus' breast.
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SIGNS OF THE TIMES.
J Such happiness, O Lord, have v.e, By mercy gathered into thee Before the floods descend And while the bursting cloud comes down, We mark the vengeful day begun, And calmly wait the end. J The plague, and dearth, and din of war, Our Saviour's swift approach declare,
And bid our hearts arise ; Earth's basis shook, confirms our hope ; Its cities' fall but lifts us up To meet thee in the skies. I Thy tokens we with joy confess ; The war proclaims thee Prince of peace ;
The earthquake speaks thy power ; The famine all thy fulness brings ; _ The plague presents thy healing wings And nature's final hour. 5 Whatever ills the world befall, A pledge of endless good we call,
A sign of Jesus near. His chariot will not long delay ; We hear the rumbling wheels, and pray, " Triumphant Lord, appear !"
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1 THE Lord our Saviour will appear ;
His day is nigh at hand ; The signs bespeak his coming near, And all may understand.
2 Behold, he comes ! he comes to reign
On earth with all his saints ; Jesus, the Lamb of God, once slain, Will end our long complaints.
3 The prince of darkness he will bind ;
The hosts of hell o'erthrow ; Satan, in the abyss confined,
The power of Christ shall know.
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4 Then, those who suffered for his name.
And did obey his word, Shall rise in glory, and proclaim The goodness of their Lord.
5 The wonders of that happy age
What mortal can declare 1 We view with joy the sacred page, For we can read them there.
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1 SEE the gloomy, gathering cloud,
Hanging o'er a sinful land ! Sure the Lord proclaims aloud
Times of trouble are at hand ; Happy they who love his name ;
They shall always find him near ; Though the earth were wrapped in fiame,
They have no just cause for fear.
2 Hark ! his voice, in accents mild,
(O, how comforting and sweet !) Speaks to every humble child,
Pointing out a sure retreat. Come, and in my chambers hide ;
Here 's your refuge, here alone ; Here you safely m.ay abide
Till the storm be overblown.
3 You have only to repose
On my wisdom, love and care ; And when wrath consumes my foes,
Mercy shall my children spare. While they perish in the flood,
You, that bear my holy mark, Sprinkled v/ith atoning blood.
Shall be safe within the ark.
4 Sinners, see the ark prepared !
Haste to enter while there 's room , Though the Lord his arm has bared, Mercy still retards your doom.
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Seek him while there yet is hope.
Ere the day of grace be past ; Lest in wrath he give you up,
And this call should prove your last.
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1 WHEN a black o'erspreading cloud
Has darkened all the air, And peals of thunder, roaring loud, Proclaim the tempest near ;
2 Then guilt and fear, the fruits of sin,
The sinner oft pursue ; A louder storm is heard within, And conscience thunders too-
3 But whither shall the sinner flee,
When nature's mighty frame, The ponderous earth, and air, and sea, Shall all dissolve in flame ?
4 Amazing day 1 it comes apace ;
The Lord as Judge comes down ; Will sinners bear to see his face, Or stand before his frown?
5 Believers, you may well rejoice ;
The thunder's loudest strains Should be to you a welcome voice, That tells you " Jesus reigns !"
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1 THE gatli'ring clouds, with aspect dark,
A rising storm presage ; O to be hid within the ark, And sheltered from its rage !
2 See the commissioned angel frown ;
That vial in his hand, ^
Filled with fierce wi-ath , is pouring down Upon our guilty land.
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3 Ye saints, unite in wrestling prayer,
If yet there may be hope ; Who knows but mercy yet may spare, And bid the angel stop 1
4 May we at least, with one consent.
Fall low before the throne ; With tears the nation's sins lament. The church's and our own.
5 The humble souls who mourn and pray,
The Lord approves and knows ; His mark secures them in the day When vengeance strikes his foes.
THE SECOND ADVENT.
66. L. M.
1 THE Lord will come ; the earth shall quake ; The hills their fixed seats forsake ;
And, withering, from the vault of night The stars withdraw their feeble light.
2 The Lord will come ; but not the same As once in lowly form he came, —
A silent Lamb to slaughter led,
The bruised, the suffering, and the dead.
3 The Lord will come ; a dreadful form. With wreath of flame and robe of storm, On cherub wings and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of human-kind.
4 Can this be he who wont to stray A pilgrim on the world's highway.
By power oppressed, and mocked by pride ? 0 God ! is this the Crucified ?
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5 Go, tyrants ! to the rocks complain ! Go, seek the mountain-cleft in vain ! But Faith, victorious o'er the tomb, Shall sing for joy, the Lord is conae !
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* 1 JESUS, faithful to his word.
Shall with a shout descend ; All heaven's host their glorious Lord
Shall joyfully attend. Christ shall come with dreadful noise,
Lightnings swift and thunders loud ; With the great archangel's voice,
And with the trump of God.
2 First the dead in Christ shall rise ;
Then we that yet remain Shall be caught up to the skies.
And see our Lord again. We shall meet him in the air ;
All wrapt up to heaven shall be ; Find, and love, and praise him there,
From death forever free.
3 Who can tell the liappiness
This glorious hope affords 1 Joy unuttered we possess
In these reviving words ; Happy while on earth we live ;
Higher bliss ordained to know ; When our King to his shall give
The kingdom here below.
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1 OUR Saviour Christ will quickly come, As lightning shines on high ; In clouds, with power and glory great. Be seen by every eye.
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2 The dead are raised, the living changed ;
From every land they come ; And thus triumphant over death, They novi^ are gathered home.
3 O glorious hope ! if Jesus be
Our Saviour and our Friend, For we shall then be with our Lord, In joys that never end.
4 O may we wait, and watch, and pray,
Free from tormenting fear ; Our life be all devotedness. Till he our Lord appear.
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1 IN the sun, and moon, and stars.
Signs and wonders there shall be ; Earth shall quake with inward wars, Nations with perplexity.
2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep.
Tossed with stronger tempests, rise ; Darker storms the mountains sweep, Fiercer lightnings rend the skies.
3 Evil thoughts shall shake the proud.
Racking doubt, and restless fear ; And, amid the thunder-cloud. Shall the Judge of men appear.
4 But though from that awful face
Heaven shall fade and earth shall fly, Fear not ye his chosen race ; Your redemption draweth nigh.
C. M. 1 " BEHOLD I come !" the Saviour cries ; " On wings of love I fly." So come, dear Lord, my soul replies, And bring salvation nigh.
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2 Come plead thy truth's much injured cause,
And make thy glory shine ; Unite us firmly in one band, And our whole frame refine.
3 With winged speed, Redeemer dear,
Bring on th' illustrious day ; Come, lest our spirits droop and faint Beneath thy long delay.
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1 O JESUS, Lord ! when shall we see, And cast our longing eyes on thee ; On thee our light, our life, our love. Our all below, our heaven above ?
2 O happy day ! when we no more
Shall grieve him whom our souls adore ; When sorrows, conflicts, fears, shall cease, v'."^ And all our trials end in peace.
3 Come, Saviour, come ! O quickly come. Take us, thy waiting people, home ; We long to stand around thy. throne, To love and serve thee, Lord, alone.
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* 1 ATTEND, O earth ! God doth declare His uncontrolled decree ; " Thou art my Son, this day, my heir. Have I begotten thee.
2 " Upon my holy Zion's hill
My King I thee ordain ; And though thy foes dispute my will, Thou shalt forever reign.
3 " Ask, and receive thy full demands ;
Thine shall the heathen be ; The utmost limit of the lands Shall be possessed by thee.
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4 " Thy righteous sceptre thou shalt sway,
And all thy foes command ; Just as the potter breaks the clay, And moulds it with his hand,"
5 If but in part his anger rise,
Who can endure the flame? Then blest are they whose hope relies On his most holy name.
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THE JUDGMENT.
L. M.
1 THE great archangel's trump shall sound,
(While twice ten thousand thunders roar,) Tear up the graves and cleave the ground, And make the greedy sea restore.
2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead.
The earth no more her slain conceal ; Sinners shall lift their guilty head, And shrink to see a yawning hell.
3 But we who now our Lord confess,
And faithful to the end endure, Shall stand in Jesus' righteousness, Stand as the Rock of Ages sure.
4 We, while the stars from heaven shall fall,
And mountains are on mountains hurled, Shall stand immoved amidst them all. And smile to see a burning world ;
5 The earth and all the works therein
Dissolve, by raging flames destroyed ; While we surv-^ey the awful scene. And mount above the fiery void.
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74. s. M.
1 THOU Judge of quick and dead,
Before whose bar severe,
With holy joy or guilty dread,
We all shall soon appear ;
2 Our cautioned souls prepare
For that tremendous day, And fill us now with watchful care. And stir us up to pray.
3 To pray and wait the hour,
That awful hour unknown, When, robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heaven come down ;
4 Th' immortal Son of man.
To judge the human race. With all thy Father's dazzling train, With all thy glorious grace.
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1 LORD, help us to insure
A lot among the blest, And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest.
2 To damp our earthly joys,
T' increase our gracious fears. Forever let the archangel's voice ^ ^
Be sounding in our ears, ■ ^
3 The solemn midnight cry,
" Ye dead, the Judge is come ! Arise, and meet him in the sky. And meet your instant doom !"
4 O may we thus be found
Obedient to thy word, Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord.
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76. s. M.
1 BEHOLD, with awful pomp
The Judge prepares to come ; The archangel sounds the dreadful trump, And wakes the general doom.
2 Nature, in wild amaze.
Her dissolution mourns ; Blushes of blood the moon deface ; The sun to darkness turns.
3 Horrors all hearts appall ;
They quake ! they shriek ! they cry ! Bid rocks and mountains on them fall, — But rocks and mountains fly.
4 'T is time we all awake ;
The dreadful day draws near ; Sinners, your proud presumption check, And stop your wild career.
5 Now is th' accepted time.
To Christ for mercy fly ; O turn, repent, and trust in him, And you shall never die.
6 Great God, in whom we live.
Prepare us for that day ; ^Help us in Jesus to believe,
To watch, and wait, and pray.
77, C. M.
1 THAT awful day will surely come,—
Th' appointed hour makes haste, — ^ When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test.
2 Jesus, thou source of all my joys.
Thou ruler of my heart, How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound, " Depart !"
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3 The thunder of that awful word
Would so torment my ear, 'T would tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear.
4 What, to be banished from my Lord,
To rocks and mountains cry ! And yet to them must call in vain ; For who his wrath can fly 1
5 O wretched state of deep despair,
To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love !
78. c. M.
1 THE angel comes ; he comes to reap
The harvest of the Lord ; O'er all the earth, with fatal sweep, Wide waves his flaming sword.
2 And who are they, in sheaves, to bide
The fire of vengeance, bound ? The tares, whose rank, luxuriant pride Chokes the fair crop around.
3 And who are they, reserved in store
God's treasure-house to fill 1 The wheat, a hundred fold that bore Amid surrounding ill.
4 O King of mercy ! grant us power
Thy fiery wrath to flee ; In thy destroying angel's hour, O gather us to thee I
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AWAKENING.
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1 0 GOD, my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart
Eternal things impress ; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate,
And wake to righteousness.
2 Before me place, in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day.
When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar : And tell me. Lord, shall I be there
To meet a joyful doom 1
3 Be this my one great business here, With serious industry and fear.
Eternal bliss t' insure ; Thine utmost counsel to fulfil. And suffer all thy righteous will.
And to the end endure.
4 Then, Saviour, me through grace receive, Transported from this vale to live
And in thy kingdom dwell. Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full, supreme delight,
That mortal ne'er can lell
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1 HOW will my heart endure
The terrors of that day. When earth and heaven, before the Judge, Astonished, shrink away !
2 But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead. Hark ! from the gospel's cheering Bound, What joyful tidings spread !
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3 Ye sinners, seek his grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; Fly to the shelter of the cross, And find salvation there.
4 So shall that curse remove,
By which the Saviour bled ; And the last awful day shall pour / His blessings on your head.
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i DARK brood the heavens o'er thee ! Black clouds are gathering fast ! In awful power thy God has come, Thy days of mirth are past.
2 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee !
Red flames are bursting round ; Bright lightnings flash, loud thunders roar, How shakes the trembling ground !
3 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee !
Behold, the Judge appears ; Unnumbered millions throng around, Raised from the dust of years.
4 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee !
Sinner,'behold thy doom ; Destruction opens wide for thee Thy chosen, final home.
5 Yet stay — the vision lingers ;
Why, sinner, wilt thou die 1 Dark brood the heavens, but mercy waits ; This hour to Jesus fly.
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S. M.
SINNERS, the call obey, The latest call of grace ;
The day is come, the vengeful day Of a devoted race. 4
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3 To shelter the distressed He did the cross endure ; Enter into the clefts, and rest In Jesus' wounds secure.
3 Jesus, to thee we fly
From the devouring sword ; Our city of defence is nigh, Our help is in the Lord,
4 Or if the scourge o'erflow,
And laugh at innocence, Thine everlasting arms, we know, Shall be our sure defence.
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* 1 CHURCH of Christ r awake, arise 2 Let not slumber seal your eyes ; Let not joy, nor grief, nor fear. Fill your heart, or close your ear : For those clouds begin to roll Which shall spread from pole to pole.
2 Church of Christ ! till his dread day. All shall eat, and drink, and play. As though God nor cared nor knew What an evil world could do ;
Yet the wrath shall come at last, And the day of grace be past !
3 Church of Christ ! like lightning's glanoa Flashing over heaven's expanse,
Shall the Son of Man appear — Watch and mark ; the hour is near : Blessed ye who then are taken — Woe to those who are forsaken.
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1 SINNER, art thou still secure? Wilt thou still refuse to pray Can thy heart or hands endure In the Lord's avenging day ?
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See, his mighty arm is bared ;
Awful terrors clothe his brow ! For his judgment stand prepared ;
Thou must either break or bow.
2 At his presence nature shakes ; Earth affrighted hastes to flee ; g Solid mountains melt like wax ;
What will then become of thee ? Who his advent may abide ?
You that glory in your shame, Will you find a place to hide,
When the world is wrapt in flame ?
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1 COME to the ark — come to the ark,
To Jesus come away ; The pestilence walks forth by night, The arrow flies by day.
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2 Come to the ark — the waters rise,
The seas their billows rear ; While darkness gathers o'er the skies. Behold a refuge near !
3 Come to the ark — all, all that weep
Beneath the sense of sin ; Without, deep calleth unto deep, But all is peace within.
4 Come to the ark — ere yet the flood
Your lingering steps oppose ; Come, for the door which open stood Is now about to close.
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PENITENTIAL.
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1 ALMIGHTY God, thy piercing eye
Strikes through the shades of night ; And our most secret actions lie All open to thy sight.
2 There 's not a sin that we commit,
Nor wicked word we say, But in thy dreadful book 't is writ, , Against the judgment day.
3 And must the crimes that I have done
Be read and published there 1 Be all exposed before the sun, While men and angels hear 1
4 Lord, at thy foot ashamed I lie ;
Upward I dare not look ; Pardon my sins before I die. And blot them from thy book.
5 Remember all the dying pains
That my Redeemer felt. And let his blood wash out my stains, And answer for my guilt.
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1 LORD, a better heart bestow ;
Hear a sinner's broken prayer ; Full of weariness and woe. To thy mercies I repair.
2 Once I thought I could amend
All the evil of my ways. To thy throne my steps could bend, Do thy will, and gain thy praise.
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3 But in vain I toiled and prayed ;
Still I did but sin the more ; All the efforts that I made
Showed me weaker than before.
4 Now I find no hand but one
Can deliver me from guilt ; ^ On the merits of thy Son
All my confidence is built.
5 Ruined, helpless, and forlorn,
To the Saviour's cross I flee ;
O, since Christ my sins hath borne,
Let my burdered soul go free !
88. L. M.
1 SHOW pity, Lord ; 0 Lord, forgive ! Let a repenting sinner live :
Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not the guilty trust in thee ?
2 My crimes, though great, do not surpass The power and glory of thy grace ;
O, wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean !
3 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace : Lord, should thy judgment be severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear.
4 Yet save a trembling sinner. Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.
89. L, M.
1 COME, weary souls, with sin distressed, The Saviour offers heavenly rest ; The kind, the gracious call obey. And cast your gloomy fears away.
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S Oppressed with guilt, a painful load, O, come and spread your woes abroad ! Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove.
3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows.
To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes ; Pardon, and life, and endless peace, How rich the gift ! how free the grace !
4 Lord, we accept, with thankful heart, The hopes thy gracious word impart : We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice.
5 Dear Saviour, let thy powerful love Confirm our faith, our fears remove ; And sweetly influence every breast, , And guide us to eternal rest.
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* 1 BESIDE the gospel pool, Appointed for the poor. From day to day my helpless soul Hath waited for a cure.
2 How often have I thought
Why should I longer lie ? Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I.
3 But whither can I go ?
There is no other pool, Where streams of sovereign mercy flow, To make a sinner whole.
4 Still then, from day to day,
I '11 wait, and hope, and try Can Jesus hear a, sinner pray. Yet suffer him to die ?
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6 No ; he is full of grace, And never will permit A soul that fain would see his face To perish at his feet.
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1 GOD of mercy and compassion,
Look with pity on my pain ; Hear a mournful, broken spirit,
Prostrate at thy feet complain : Many are my foes and mighty,
Strength to conquer I have none ; Nothing can uphold my goings,
But thy blessed self alone.
2 Saviour, look on me with pity ;
Triumph over all my foes ; Turn to heavenly joy my mourning ;
Turn to gladness all my woes : Live, or die, or do, or suffer.
Let my weary soul abide. In all changes whatsoever.
Sure and steadfast by thy side.
3 When temptations fierce assault me,
When my enemies I find, Sin, and guilt, and death, and Satan,
All against my soul combined ; Hold me up in mighty waters.
Keep my eyes on things above ; Jesus lives, divine atonement,
Peace and everlasting love.
92. L. M.
1 GOD of my life, to thee I call ; Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail.
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2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint ; Where but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor ?
3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea? Does not the word still fixed remain That none shall seek thy face in vain ^
4 Poor though I am, despised, forgot. Yet God, my God, forgets me not ; And he is safe, and must succeed,
For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.
1 GRACIOUS Lord, incline thine ear. My request vouchsafe to hear ; Burdened with my sins, I cry,
Give me Christ, or else I die.
2 Wealth and honor I disdain ; Earthly comforts, Lord, are vain ; These can never satisfy ;
Give me Christ, or else 1 die.
3 Lord, deny me what thou wilt, Only ease me of my guilt : Suppliant at thy feet I lie ; Give me Christ, or else I die.
4 All unholy and unclean,
In my flesh is nought but sin ; For thy mercy I apply ; Give me Christ, or else I die.
5 Thou hast promised to forgive All who in thy Son believe ; On thy promise I rely ;
Give me Christ, or else I die.
94.
PENITENTIAL.
6 Father, thou hast given thy Son, Bruised for sins that I have done ; To that refuge now I fly ; Christ is mine ; I shall not die.
C. M.
1 0 FOR a closer walk with God !
A calm and heavenly frame !
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb !
2 Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord 1 ^ Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word 1
3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed !
How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
4 Return, 0 holy Dove! return,
Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove tliee from my breast.
5 The dearest idol I have known.
Whatever that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
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95.
. 8 & 7s. M. DREAD Jehovah, God of nations,
From thy temple in the skies. Hear thy people's supplications ;
Now for their deliv'rance rise.
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ADVENT HARP.
2 Lo ! \^ith deep contrition turning,
Huidbly at thy feet we bend ; Hear us fasting, praying, mourning ; Hear us, spare us, and defend.
3 Though our sins, our hearts confounding,
Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding ; Jesus' blood can cleanse them all.
PKAYER.
96. L. M.
1 WHAT various hindrances we meet. In coming to the 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 saw,
Gives exercise to faith and love. Brings every blessing from above.
3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer keeps the Christian's armor brigh And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.
4 Have w^e no words ? ah ! think again : Words flow apace when we complain. And fill our fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all our care.
5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent.
Our cheerful songs would oftener be,
" Hear what the Lord hath done for me !"
PRAYER.
97. s. M.
1 OUR Heavenly Father, hear
The prayer we oiFer now ; Thy name be hallowed far and near. To thee all nations bow.
2 Thy kingdom come, thy will
On earth be done in love, As saints and seraphim fulfil Thy perfect law above.
3 Our daily bread supply,
While by thy word we live ; The guilt of our iniquity Forgive, as we forgive.
4 From dark temptation's power,
Frorti Satan's wiles defend ; Deliver in the evil hour. And guide us to the end.
5 Thine then forever be
Glory and power divine ; The sceptre, throne and majesty, Of heaven and earth are tiiine.
98. c. M.
1 GREAT Shepherd of thy people, hear ;
Thy presence now display ; As thou hast given a place for prayer, So give us hearts to pray.
2 Show us some token of thy love,
Our feeble hope to raise ; And pour thy blessing from above, That we may render praise.
3 Within these walls let holy peace,
And love and concord dwell ; Here g-ive the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal.
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56 ADVENT KARP,
4 The hearing ear, the watchful eye.
The contrite heart bestow ; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow.
5 May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith address our prayers ; And in the presence of the Lord Unbosom all our cares.
6 And may thy gospel's joyful sound,
Enforced by grace divine, Awaken many sinners round And bend their wills to thine.
99. c. M.
1 WHERE two or three together meet, '
To seek the Lord by prayer, The Lord is in the midst of these, And he will surely hear.
2 Shine, Lord, on every soul that comes
By prayer to seek thy face ; Thou knowest our hope, our only hope. Is grounded on thy grace.
3 Help us, 0 Lord, to ask in faith ;
Take unbelief away, And for the blessings that we need, Give us a heart to pray.
100. '«• M.
1 SAVIOUR, at thy feet we bow ; O vouchsafe to meet us now ! At thy people's earnest cry. Bring thy loving mercies nigh.
2 Thou hast said, where two or three In thy worship shall agree,
That thou wilt be present there. Answering their faithful prayer.
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3 Lord, we plead thy promise here, Let thy presence now appear ; On our souls thy Spirit pour, Light, and life, and peace restore.
4 Raise our thoughts from things below ; Faith's discerning eye bestow ;
Let our hearts, from sin made free, Hold sweet intercourse with thee.
5 With a beam of living fire Purify each low desire ;
Be thou. Lord our aim and end. Our best hope, and dearest friend.
101. 7s. M.
1 HOLY f'ord, our hearts prepare For the solemn work of prayer ; Grant that when we bend the knee, All our thoughts may turn to thee, And thy presence may be found Breathing peace and joy around.
2 Lord, when we approach th}'^ throne, Make thy power and glory known ; Thus may we bej;aught to call Humbly on the Lord of all,
And with reverence and fear At thy footstool to appear.
3 Teach us, as we breathe our woes, On thy promise to repose,
All thy tender love to trace In the Saviour's work of grace. And with confidence depend On a gracious God and friend.
102. i^- M.
1 ON Tabor's top the Saviour stands ; His altered face resplendent shines, And while he elevates his hands, Lo, glory marks its gentle lines !
58 ADVENT HARP.
2 Two heavenly forms descend tx) wait
Upon their suffering Prince below ; Bilt while they worship at his feet, They talk of fast approaching woe.
3 Amid the lustre of the scene,
To Calvary he turns his eyes, And, with submission all serene, He marks the future tempest rise.
4 Then let us climb the mount of prayer,
Where all his beaming glories shine, And, gazing on his brightness there, Our woes forget in joys divine.
5 O that on yonder heavenly hills.
Where now the risen Saviour stands. And peace, like softest dew, distils, I, too, may elevate my hands !
103. c. M.
1 COME, humble sinner, in whose breast
A thousand thoughts revolve ; Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve.
2 *' I '11 go to Jesus, though my sin
Hath like a mountain rose ; . I know his courts, I '11 enter in. Whatever may oppose.
3 ** Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne.
And there my guilt confess ; I '11 tell him I 'm a wretch undone. Without his sovereign grace.
4 " But should the Lord reject my plea.
And disregard my prayer. Yet, still, like Esther, I would stay. And perish only there.
5 " I can but perish if I go —
I am resolved to try ; For if I sta)"" away, I know I must forever die."
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FAITH.
104. C. M.
1 O FOR a faith that will not shrink
Though pressed by many a foe ; That will not tremble on the brink Of poverty or woe ;
2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod ; But in the hour of grief or pain Can lean upon its God.
3 A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without ; That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt ;
4 That bears unmoved the world's dread frown,
Nor heeds its scornful smile ; That sin's wild ocean cannot drown, Nor its soft arts beguile.
5 A faith that keeps the narrow way,
By truth restrained and led, And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed.
6 Lord, give me such a faith as this.
And then, whate'er may come, I '11 taste e'en here the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home.
[05. 8 & 6s. M.
* 1 AUTHOR of faith, to thee I cry ; To thee, who wouldst not have me die,
But know the truth and live ; Open mine eyes to see thy face, Work in my heart thy saving grace, And life eternal give.
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2 Shut up in unbelief I groan,
And blindly serve a God unknown,
Till thou the veil remove ; The gift unspeakable impart, And wTite thy name upon my heart.
And manifest thy love.
3 I know the work is only thine ; The gift of faith is all divine ;
But, if on thee we call, Thou 'wilt the benefit bestow, And give us hearts to feel and know
That thou hast died for all.
4 Be it according to thy word !
Now let me find my pardoning Lord ;
Let what I ask be given ; The bar of unbelief remove. Open the door of faith and love.
Make me a child of heaven.
106. <^M.
1 FAITH adds new joy to earthly bliss,
And saves us from its snares ; Fresh aid in every duty brings, And softens all our cares.
2 Faith mortifies the love of sin.
Kindles the sacred fire Of love to God and heavenly things, And feeds the pure desire.
3 The wounded conscience knov.'s its power
The healing balm to give, Which e'en the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live.
4 Faith draws aside the veil of heaven,
Where unknown glories reign ; And bids us seek our portion there ; Nor bids us seek in vain.
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5 Faith holds to view the promise, sealed With the Redeemer's blood ; And helps our feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful God.
107. c. M.
1 HOW happy every child of grace,
Who knows his sins forgiven ! This earth, he cries, is not my place,
I seek my place in heaven ; A country far from mortal sight.
Yet, O, by faith I see The land of rest, the saints' delight.
The heaven prepared for me.
2 O, what a blessed hope is ours !
While here on earth we stay. We more than taste the heavenly powers.
And antedate that day ; We feel the resurrection near.
Our life in Christ concealed. And with his glorious presence here
Our earthen vessels filled.
3 O, would he all of heaven bestow !
Then like our Lord we '11 rise ; Our bodies, fully ransomed, go
To take the glorious prize. On him with rapture then I '11 gaze,
Who bought the bliss for me. And shout and wonder at his grace
Through all eternity.
108. c. M.
1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me ; A token of his love he gives, A pledge of liberty. 5
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2 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ;
I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, And to thyself receive.
3 Joyful in hope, rny spirit soars
To meet thee from above ; Thy goodness thankfully adorea, And sure I taste thy love.
4 When God is mine, and 1 am his.
Of paradise possessed , I taste unutterable bliss And everlasting rest.
109^ 10 & lis. M.
1 THOUGH troubles assail, and dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite; Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide :
The Scripture assures us the Lord will provide.
2 His call we obey, like Abraham of old,
Not knowing the way ; but faith makes us bold ; For, though we are strangers, we have a sure guide^ And trust in all dangers, the Lord will provide.
3 When Satan appears to stop up our path, And fill us with fears, we triumph by faith ; He cannot take from us, though oft he has tried. This heart-cheering promise — the Lord will provide
4 He tells us we 're weak, our hope is in vain, The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain ; But when such suggestions our graces have tried, This answers all questions — the Lord will provide.
5 No strength of our own, or goodness, we claim ; Yet, since we have known the Saviour's great name, In this our strong tower for safety we hide —
The Lord is our power, the Lord will provide.
FAITH.
110. ^- M.
1 'TIS by the faith of joys to come,
We walk through deserts dark as night ; Till we shall gain our endless home, Faith is our guide — and faith our light.
2 The want of sight she well supplies ;
She makes the pearly gates appear ; Far into things unseen she pries, And brings eternal glories near.
3 Cheerful we tread the desert through,
While faith inspires a heavenly ray ; Though lions roar and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way.
111. L.M.
1 AWAY, my unbelieving fear !
Fear shall in me no more have place ; My Saviour doth not yet appear.
He hides the brightness of his face ; But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield ? No, in the strength of Jesus, no ;
I never will give up my shield.
2 Although the vine its fruit deny,
Although the olive yield no oil. The with 'ring fig-trees droop and die,
The fields elude the tiller's toil, The empty stall no herd afford.
And perish all the blgating race ; Yet will I triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
3 Barren although my soul remain.
And not one bud of grace appear, No fruit of all my toil and pain, But sin, and only sin, is here ;
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Although my gifts and comforts lost, My blooming hopes cut off T see ;
Yet will I in my Saviour trust, And glory that he died for me.
112. ' HM.
1 ARISE, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears ; The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears ; Before the throne my Saviour stands ; My name is written on his hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede ; His all-redeeming love.
His precious blood to plead ; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace
3 Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Received on Calvary ; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me : Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, Nor let that ransomed sinner die !
4 The Father hears him pray,
His dear anointed One ; He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son ; His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells mej[ am born of God.
6 To God I 'm reconciled ;
His pardoning voice I hear ; He owns me for his child ;
I can no longer fear ; With confidence I now draw nigH And Father, Abba, Father, cry
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113. L. M.
1 AUTHOR of faith, we seek thy face, For all who feel thy work begun ; Confirm and strengthen them in grace, And bring thy feeblest children on.
2 Thou seest their wants, thou knowest their names; Be mindful of thy youngest care ; Be tender of the new-born lambs, And gently in thy bosom bear.
.3 The lion roaring for his prey,
With ravening wolves on every side, Watch over them to tear and slay, . ^
If found one moment from their Guide.
4 Satan his thousand arts essays ;
His agents all their powers employ, To blast the blooming work of grace. The heavenly offspring to destroy.
5 In safety lead thy little flock,
From hell, the world, and sin secure; And set their feet upon the rock. And make in thee their goings sure.
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114. C. M.
1 COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire ; Let us thine influenc«prove ; Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of life and love.
8 Come, Holy Ghost* for, moved by thee, The prophets wrote and spoke ; Unlock the truth, thyself the key. Unseal the sacred book.
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3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, ,
Brood o'er our nature's night ; •<> I i
On our disordered spirits move, ^
And let there now be light.
4 God, through himself, we then shall know,
If thou within us shine ;
' ' And sound, with all thy saints below,
The depth of love divine.
115, 8, 8, &6s. M.
1 WHEN thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come. To call thy ransomed people home.
Shall I among them stand 1 Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at thy right hand ?
2 I love to meet among them now, Before thy gracious throne to bow,
Though weakest of them all ; But can I bear the piercing thought, To have my worthless name left out,
When thou for them shalt call ?
3 Prevent, prevent it, by thy grace ! Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place.
In that expected day. Thy pard'ning voice, O let me hear, To still each unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
4 Let me among thy saints be found. Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound,
To see thy smiling face ; Then loud through all the crowd I '11 sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring
With shout of endless grace.
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116. L. M.
1 SING to the Lord, who loud proclaims His various and his saving names ;
O may they not be heard alone, But by our sure experience knovi^n.
2 Through every age his gracious ear Is open to his servant's prayer ; Nor can one humble soul complain That he has sought his God in vain.
3 What unbelieving heart shall dare In whispers to suggest a fear 1 While still he owns his ancient name, The same his power — his love the same.
4 To thee our souls in faith arise ; To thee we lift expecting eyes ; We boldly through the desert tread, For God will guard where he shall lead.
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* 1 SWEET are the gifts which gracious Heaven On true believers pours ; But the best gift is grace to know That Jesus Christ is ours.
2 Let those who know our Jesus not
Delight in earth's gay flowers ; We, glorying in our better lot, Rejoice that he is ours.
3 When hope, with elevated flight.
Towards heaven in rapture towers, *T is this supports our venturous wing, ^ j ,
We know that Christ is ours.
4 Though Providence, with darkening sky,
On things terrestrial lowers, We rise superior to the gloom, When singing, Christ is ours.
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5 Time, which this world, with all its joys,
With eager haste devours. May take inferior things away, But Jesus still is ours.
6 Haste, then, dull time, and terminate
Thy slow revolving hours ; We wish, we pray, we long, we pant, In heaven to call him ours !
118. S' S' ^ 6s. M.
1 TELL me no more of earthly toys, Of sinful mirth and carnal joys —
The things I loved before ; Let me but view my Saviour's face. And feel his animating grace. And I desire no more.
S Tell me no more of fame and wealth, Of careless ease and blooming health,
For they have all their snares ; Let me but know my sins forgiven, And see my name enrolled in heaven, And I am free from cares.
3 Give me a Bible in my hand, A heart to read and understand
That sure unerring word ; I 'd urge no company to stay, But sit alone from day to day,
And converse with the Lord.
119. c. M.
1 MY God, the spring of all my jojrs, The life of my delights ; The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights !
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In darkest shades, if he appear,
My dawning is begun ; He is my soul's sweet morning star,
And he my rising sun. The opening heavens around me shine,
With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his love is mine,
And tells me I am his. My soul would leave this heavy clay,
At that transporting word ; Run up with joy the shining way,
To meet and praise my Lord. Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
I break through every foe ; The wings of love and arms of faith
Shall bear me conqueror through.
C. M. ALAS ! what hourly dangers rise !
What snares beset my way ! To heaven 0 let me turn my eyes.
And hourly watch and pray. How oft my mournful thoughts complain.
And melt in flowing tears ! My weak resistance, ah, how vain !
How strong my foes and fears ! O gracious God ! in whom I live.
My feeble efforts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray and strive,
Though trembling and afraid. Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up,
Or soon my strength will fail. Whene'er temptations fright my heart.
Or lure my feet asidQ, My God, thy powerful aid impart,
My guardian and my guide.
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6 O keep me in thy heavenly way,
And bid the tempter flee ;
And let me never, never stravx
From happiness and thee.
in. L. M.
1 O THOU, to whose all-searching- sight The darkness shineth as the light ; Try us and prove our treach'rous heart, And bid the power of sin depart.
2 As through the wilderness we stray, Be thou our light, be thou our stay ; Mark out the pilgrim's heavenly road, That leads us to the mount of God.
3 If storms and tempests cloud our way, Our strength proportion to our day ; Nor storms nor tempests need we fear, If God, our sun and shield, be near.
4 Guide and uphold us with thy hand, Till we arrive at Canaan^s land —
The land where sin and death shall cease The land of rest, and joy, and peace.
122. 8, 7, & 4s. M.
1 SAVIOUR, through the desert lead us ;
Without thee we cannot go ; Thou from cruel chains hast freed us, Thou hast laid the tyrant low ;
Let thy presence Cheer us all our journey through.
2 Through a desert, waste and cheerless.
Though our destined journey lie, Rendered by thy presence fearless. We may e^ery foe defy ;
Nought shall move us, While we see our Saviour nigh.
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When we 'halt, no track discovering,
Fearful lest we go astray ; O'er our -path thy pillar hov'fing, —
Fire by night, and cloud by day, — Shall direct us ;
Thus we shall not miss our way.
When our foes in arms assemble,
Ready to obstruct our way ; Suddenly their hearts shall tremble ;
Thou wilt strike them with dismay ; And thy people,
Led by thee, shall win the day.
Then lead on. Almighty Victor ;
Scatter every hostile band ; Be our guide and our protector,
Till on Canaan's shores we stand ; Shouts of victory
Then shall fill the promised land.
L. M. I A SKED the Lord that I might grow
In faith, and love, and every grace ; Might more of his salvation know,
And seek more earnestly his face.
I hoped that, in some favored hour.
At once he 'd answer my 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
Assault my soul in every part.
: " Lord, why is this ?" I trembling cried ; *' Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?" " 'Tis in this way," the Lord replied, " I answer prayer for grace and faith.
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5 " These inward trials I employ,
From self and pride to set thee free, And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou may'st seek thy all in me."
124. c. M.
1 WHO will arise and plead my right
Against my num'rous foes ; While earth and hell their force unite. And all my hopes oppose 1
2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,
Sustained my fainting head, My life had now in silence dwelt, My soul amongst the dead.
3 *' Alas ! my sliding feet," I cried ;
Thy promise was my prop ; Thy grace stood constant by my side. Thy spirit bore me up.
4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts
Within my bosom roll, Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul.
125. L. M.
1 LORD, how secure and blest are they
Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ; Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, Their minds have heavenly peace within.
2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads.
Made up of innocence and love ; And soft and silent as the shades. Their nightly minutes gently move.
3 Quick as their thoughts, their joys come on,
But fly not half so swift away : Their souls are ever bright as noon. And calm as summer evenings be.
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4 They scorn to seek our golden toys,
But spend the day, and share the night, In numbering o'er the richer joys
That heaven prepares for their delight.
126. L. M.
1 HAPPY the man that finds the grace, The blessing of God's chosen race ; The wisdom coming from above, The faith that sweetly works by love.
2 Wisdom divine ! who tells the price Of wisdom's costly merchandise ? Wisdom to silver we prefer,
And gold is dross compared to her.
3 Her hands are filled with length of days, True riches, and immortal praise ; Riches of Christ, on all bestowed,
And honor that descends from God.
4 Happy the man who wisdom gains : Thrice happy who his guest retains : He owns, and shall forever own, Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven are one.
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1 HOW pleasant 'tis to see Kindred and friends agree —
Each in his proper station move, And each fulfil his part. With sympathizing heart,
In all the cares of life and love.
2 'T is like the ointment shed On Aaron's sacred head —
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Divinely rich, divinely svjreet ; , ! < ^ , - The oil through all the room Diflused a rich perfume. Ran through his robes, and blest his feet.
3 Like fruitful showers of rain, That water all the plain,
Descending from the neighboring hills ; Such streams of pleasure roll Through every friendly soul,
Where love, like heavenly dew, distils.
128. s. M.
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 sympathizing tear.
4 When we asunder part.
It gives us inward pain ; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
5 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way ; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day.
6 From sorrow, toil, and pain.
And sin, we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity.
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129. 7s. M.
1 JESUS, we thy promise claim; We are gathered in thy name ; In the midst do thou appear ; Manifest thy presence iiere.
2 Sanctify us, Lord, and bless ; Breathe thy Spirit, give thy peace ; Come, and dwell within each heart, Light, and life, and joy impart.
3 Make us all in thee complete ; Make us all for glory meet ; Meet t' appear before thy sight, Partners with the saints in light.
130. L. M.
1 COMMAND thy blessing from above,
O God ! on all assembled here ; Behold us with a father's love, While we look up with filial fear.
2 Command thy blessing, Jesus, Lord ;
May we thy true disciples be ; Speak to each heart the mighty word ; Say to the weakest, " Follow me."
3 Command thy blessing, in this hour,
Spirit of truth , and fill this place With humbling and exalting power. With quickening and confirming grace.
4 O thou, our Maker, Saviour, Guide ;
Our gracious God , by us confessed ; May nought in life or death divide The saints in thy communion blessed.
5 With thee, and these, forever bound,
May all who here in prayer unite, With harps and songs thy throne surround, Rest in thy love, and reign in light.
IB ADVENT HARP.
131. L. M.
1 FEW are the hours when we can share The comfort of united prayer ;
In Jesus' name together meet, And put the world beneath our feet.
2 Yet, Lord, thy goodness *ve adore, Which now assembles us once more ; O may we here thy presence find. And serve thee with a thankful mind ! -
3 Teach us, though in a world of sin, Heaven's best employment to begin ; To speak our great Redeemer's praise, And love his name, and learn his ways.
4 Grant that our souls, renewed by thee, In faith and friendship may agree. And for thy sake delight to heal.
Or share the pain that others feel.
5 Teach us to love as Christians ought, Nor keep one proud or angry thought ; And when we meet, or when we part, O may we still be joined in heart !
132. ^«- M.
1 GREAT the joy when Christians meet ; Christian fellowship, how sweet! When (their theme of praise the same) They exalt Jehovah's name.
2 Sing we then eternal love. Such as did the Father move : He beheld the world undone, Loved the world, and gave his Son.
3 Sing the Son's amazing love ; How he left the realms above. Took our nature and our place. Lived and died to save our race.
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4 Sing we too the Spirit's love : v r- 1
With our stubborn hearts he strove ; ' ' '
Chased the mists of sin away, Turned our night to glorious day.
6 Great the joy, the union sweet, When the saints in glory meet ; Where the theme is still the same ; Where they praise Jehovah's name.
133. H. M.
1 BEHOLD how good a thing
It is to dwell in peace ! How pleasing to our King
The fruit of righteousness ! When brethren all in one agree, How great the joys of unity !
2 When all are sweetly joined —
True folFwers of the Lamb — ?■ fi f
The same in heart and mind.
In thought and speech the same — And all in love together dwell, The peace and joy no tongue can tell.
3 Where unity takes place,
The joys of heaven we prove ; This is the gospel grace, The unction from above ; The Spirit on believers shed. Descending swift from Christ our Head.
4 Where unity is found.
The sweet anointing grace Extends to all around,
And consecrates the place ; To every waiting soul it comes, And fills it with divine perfumes.
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134. ""■ M
1 JESUS, Lord, we look to thee, Let us in thy name agree : Each to each unite, endear ; Come, and spread thy baimer here.
2 Make us of one heart and mind, Courteous, pitiful, and kind; Lowly, both in thought and word Altogether like our Lord.
3 Let us for each other care ; Each the other's burden bear ; To thy church the pattern give ; Show how true believers live.
4 Free from anger and from pride. Let us still in God abide :
May our daily life express Constant love and holiness.
135. c. M.
1 ASCENDING to his Father's throne,
The Saviour left the grave : To comfort and unite his own, The Spirit then he gave.
2 The spreading flame, from breast to breast.
The chosen faithful prove ; The world the wondrous power confest — " See how these Christians love 1"
3 But now, the enemy his tares
Among the wheat hath spread ; And pride, and self, and earthly cares, Their baleful influence shed.
4 From lust of power and gain arise
Rancor, deceit, debate ; The taunting world malignant cries — " See, how these Christians hate !"
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Almighty Lord, we turn to thee ;
This foul reproach remove ; And let our one contention be,
For meekness, peace, and love.
CHRISTIAN HOLINESS.
136. c. M.
1 EYE hath not seen, ear hath not heard,
Nor sense nor reason known. What joys the Father has prepared For those that love his Son.
2 But the good Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a heaven to come ;
The beams of glory in his word
Allure and guide us home.
3 Pure is the land the saints espy,
And all the region peace ;
No wanton lips nor envious eye
Can see or taste the bliss.
4 Those holy gates forever bar
Pollution, sin and shame; None shall obtain admittance there But followers of the Lamb.
137. t;. M.
1 HOLY and good I own the law,
And all its precepts right ; The sinner's soul it fills with awe, The saint's with pure delight.
2 I cannot reach its vast extent.
For 'tis exceeding broad ; But give the whole my full consent, And own my righteous God.
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3 Its holiness my soul desires ;
My failings I bemoan ; But the perfection it requires I find in Christ alone.
4 Jesus the holy law fulfilled,
To be our righteousness ; And we to him obedience yield, Who is our life and peace.
5 His bright example shows the way ;
His grace the power imparts ; His love constrains us to obey ; His law is in our hearts.
138. L. M.
1 MY bless'd Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ;
But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters.
2 What truth and love thy bosom fill ! What zeal to do thy Father's will ! Such zeal, and truth, and love divine,
1 would transcribe, and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer ; The desert thy temptations knew. Thy conflict, and thy victory too.
4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear More of thy gracious image here ;
Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb.
139. c. M.
1 O SAVIOUR, may we never rest Till thou art formed within ; Till thou hast calmed our troubled breast, And crushed the power of sin !
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2 0 may we gaze upon thy cross,
Until the wondrous sight Makes earthly treasures seem but dross, And early sorrows light !
3 Until, released from carnal ties,
Our spirit upward springs, And sees when earthly glory dies, True joy in heavenly things.
4 There as we gaze may we become
United, Lord, to thee ; And in a fairer, happier home Thy perfect beauty see.
140. c. M.
1 O FOR a heart to praise my God !
A heart from sin set free ! A heart that 's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me ! —
2 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean. Which neither life nor death can part From him th?t dwells within ; —
3 A heart in every thought renewed,
And filled with love divine ! Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy. Lord, of thine !
4 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ;
Come quickly from above ; Write thy new name upon my heart, Thy new best name of love.
141. 7s. M.
1 BLESSED Jesus, heavenly Lamb, Thine and only thine I am : Take me, body, spirit, soul ; Only thou possess the whole.
82 ADVENT HARP.
2 Thou my one thing needful be ; Let me ever cleave to thee ; Let me choose the better part ; Let me give thee all my heart.
3 Fairer than the sons of men ! Do not let me turn again — Leave the fountain-head of bliss, Stoop to creature happiness.
4 All my treasure is above, All my riches is thy love : Who thy depth of love can tell, Infinite, unsearchable 1
141 ^-- M-
1 COME, my soul, thy suit prepare; Jesus loves to answer prayer ;
He himself has bid thee pray. Therefore will not turn away.
2 Thou art coming to a King ; Large petitions with thee bring ; For his grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much.
3 With my burden I begin ; 0 remove this load of sin !
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt.
4 Lord, I come to thee for rest ; Take possession of my breast ; There thy lawful right maintain, And without a rival reign.
5 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer ;
As my guide, my guard, my friend Lead me to my journey's end.
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143. L. M.
1 EMPTIED of earth I fain would be, Of sin, of self, of all but thee ; Reserved for Christ that bled and died Surrendered to the Crucified.
2 Sequestered from the noise and strife, The lust, the pomp, the pride of life; Prepared for heaven, my noblest care, And have my conversation there.
3 Nothing save Jesus would I know ; My friend, and my companion, thou ; Constrain my soul thy sway to own ; Self-will, self-righteousness dethrone.
4 Detach from sublunary joys
One that would only hear thy voice, Thy beauty see, thy grace admire, Nor glow but with celestial fire.
144. c. M.
1 NO longer far from rest I roam.
And search in vain for bliss ; My soul is satisfied at home, — The Lord my portion is.
2 Jesus, who on his glorious throne
Rules heaven, and earth, and sea. Is pleased to claim me for his own. And give himself to me.
3 His person fixes all my love ;
His blood removes my fear ; And, while he pleads for me above.
His arm preserves me here. >
4 His word of promise is my food,
His Spirit is my guide : Thus daily is my strength renewed. And all my wants supplied.
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5 For him I count as gain each lose ,
Disgrace, for him, renown ; Well may I glory in his cross, While he prepares my crown.
145. c. M.
1 O 'T IS delight, without alloy,
Jesus, to hear thy name ; My spirit leaps with inward joy, I feel the sacred flame.
2 My passions hold a pleasing reign,
When love inspires my breast ; Love, the divinest of the train, The sovereign of the rest.
3 This is the grace must live and sing
When faith and hope shall cease ; Must sound from every joyful string Through the sweet groves of bliss.
4 Let life immortal seize my clay ;
Let love refine my blood ; Her flames can bear my soul away. Can bring me near my God.
6 Swift I ascend the heavenly place,
And hasten to my home ; I leap to meet thy kind embrace ; I come, O Lord, I come !
CHRISTIAN WARFARE
146. C. M.
1 AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb ? And shall I fear to own his cause. Or blush to speak his name?
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2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease, Whilst others fought to win the piize, And sailed through bloody seas?
3 Are there no foes for me to face ?
Must I not stem the flood 1 Is this vile world a friend of grace, To help me on to God ?
4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ;
Increase my courage, Lord ; I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word.
5 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die ; They see the triumph from afar. With faith's discerning eye.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise, , And all thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine.
147. 8, 8, & 6s. M.
1 THE Lord of hosts is on my side ; In him — him only, I confide,
Nor shall confide in vain ; Amidst ten thousand foes and snares, Amidst ten thousand anxious cares.
He can my soul sustain.
2 I will not yield to servile fear. Though all the fiends of hell draw near,
To fight, and rage, and rave ; My gracious God is also nigh, And will their hostile rage defy ;
He is at hand to save.
3 Let us our hope in God express ; Our hope is in his mighty grace ;
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And Still in him confide ; With dauntless courage let us rise, Press on, and win the gracious prize,
For God is on our side.
148.
149.
8, 8, & Gs. M.
1 COME on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness,
Who still your hurdens feel ; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond the vale of tears,
To yon celestial hill : —
2 Look far beyond this narrow space, Look forward to that heavenly place,
The saints' secure abode ; On faith's strong eagle pinion rise. And force your passage to the skies,
Strong in the strength of God.
3 Who suffer with their Master here Shall soon before his face appear,
And by his side sit down : To patient faith the prize is sure ; And all that to the end endure
The cross, shall wear the crown.
4 Thrice blessed bliss-inspiring hope ! It lifts the fainting spirit up ;
It brings to life the dead : Our conflicts here shall soon be past, And you and I ascend at last,
Triumphant with our Head.
L. P. M.
1 AND art thou, gracious Master, gone, A mansion to prepare for me ■? ShaU I behold thee on thy throne ? Shall I forever dwell with thee? Then let the world approve or blame, I '11 triumph in thy glorious name.
150.
CHRTSTIAN V\'ARFARE. 87
2 ShouM I, to gain the world's applause,
Or to escape its sharpest frown, Refuse to countenance thy cause,
And make thy people's lot my own ; What shame would fill me in that day When thou thy glory shalt display !
3 And what is man, or what his smile?
The terror of his anger what ] Like grass he flourishes awhile,
But soon his place shall know him not ; Through fear of such an one, shall I The Lord of heaven and earth deny ?
4 No ; let the world cast out my name,
And vile account me, if it will ; If to confess the Lord be shame,
I purpose to be viler still : For thee, my God, I all resign. Content, if I can call thee mine.
L. M.
1 WHAT means this conflict in my heart, In which both grace and sin take part ? Both seem resolved in me to reign. And both a daily w^ar maintain.
2 Grace bids me seek the Lord by prayer ; Sin almost drives me to despair : Grace bids me rise by heavenly birth ; Sin drags me downward to the earth.
3 Grace makes me love the saints of God, His house, his service, and his word ; But sin in every place has tried
To turn my wand'ring heart aside.
4 Grace gives me views of heavenly joys. But sin my happiness annoys ;
Though sin, O Lord ! would hold me fast, Thy grace shall conquer sin at last.
88 ADVENT HARP.
151. c. M.
1 CHRIST'S trumpet sounds, let saints be armed ;
The battle is begun ; The hosts of Satan are alarmed ; The day will soon be won.
2 The glorious Captain, Jesus, sends
The heralds of his might, To search and try who are his friends, And who will 'list to fight.
3 The gospel calls for volunteers,
That come with heart and hand ; Come, brethren, banish all your fears, And with your Saviour stand.
4 Our King is sure the day to gain ;
His friends with him shall share ; Who suffer now with him shall reign ; But let his foes beware.
5 Dear Lord, accept my worthless name ;
A soldier I would be ; Thy gracious promises I claim, And give myself to thee.
J52^ 8, 7, & 4s. M.
1 GUIDE us, 0 thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrims through this barren land ; We are weak, but thou art mighty, Hold us with thy powerful hand ;
Bread of heaven. Feed us now and evermore.
2 Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let thy fiery, cloudy pillar
Lead us all our journey through ;
Strong deliv'rer, Be thou still our strength and shield.
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3 Musing on our habitation,
Looking to our heavenly home, Fills our souls with holy longing — Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come ;
Hard the conflict, Till we find our rest with thee.
153. ^- M-
1 THE Christian warrior, — see him stand,
In the whole armor of his God ; The Spirit's sword is in his hand ; His feet are with the gospel shod :
2 In panoply of truth complete,
Salvation's helmet on his head, With righteousness, a breastplate meet, And faith's broad shield before him spread.
3 With this omnipotence he moves,
From this the alien armies flee ; Till more than conqueror he proves, Through Christ, who gives him victory.
4 Thus strong in his Redeemer's strength,
Sin, death and hell he tramples down, Fights the good fight ; and wins at length, Through mercy, an immortal crown.
PATIENCE.
154. ^' M.
1 PATIENCE, O what a grace divine, Sent from the God of peace and love ! That leans upon its Father's hand. As through the wilds of life we rove.
8 By patience we serenely bear
The troubles of our mortal state ;
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And wait contented our discharge, Nor think our glory comes too late,
3 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 port of endless rest !
4 Faith into vision shall be brought,
Hope shall in full enjoyment die ; And patience in possession end.
In the bright world of bliss on high.
155. c. p. M.
1 AS much have I of worldly good
As e'er my Master had ; I feed upon as dainty food.
And am as richly clad, Though plain my garb, though scant my boardy As Mary's son, and nature's Lord.
2 The manger was his infant bed ;
A pilgrim life he passed ; He had not where to lay his head,
Nor owned his tomb at last. Earth yielded him no resting spot, — Her Saviour, but she knew him not.
3 As much the world's good will I share,
Its favors and applause, As he whose blessed name I bear,
Hated, without a cause ; Despised, rejected, mocked by pride, Betrayed, forsaken, crucified.
4 Why should I court my Master's foel
Why should I fear his frown 1 Why should I ask for rest below.
Or sigh for brief reno-\\Ti 1 A pilgrim to a better land, An heir of joys at God's right hand.
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156. c. M.
1 AFFLICTION is a stormy deep,
Where wave succeeds to wave ; Though o'er ray head the billows roll, I know the Lord can save.
2 The hand that now withholds my joys
Can yet restore my peace ; And he who bids the tempest roar Can bid the tempest cease.
3 In the dark watches of the night,
I '11 count his mercies o'er ; I '11 praise him for ten thousand past, And humbly beg for more.
4 There will I rest and build my hopes,
Nor murmur at his rod ; He 's more than all the world to me, My Saviour and my God.
157. , c, M,
1 O THOU Irom whom all goodness flows !
I lift my soul to thee ; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Jesus, remember me.
2 When on my aching, burdened heart
My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon grant, new peace impart ; In love remember me.
3 When trials sore obstruct my way.
And ills I cannot flee, O let my strengtli be as my day ; For good remember me.
4 If worn with pain, disease, and grief,
This feeble body be. Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; And, Lord, remember me.
92 ADVENT HARP.
5 K in the solemn hour of death I bow to thy decree, Be this the prayer of my last breath, O Lord, remember me !
158. c. M.
1 0 LORD I whate'er is felt or feared,
This thought is our repose. That he, by whom this frame was reared, Its various weakness knows.
2 Thou view'st us with a pitying eye,
While struggling with our load ; In pains and dangers thou art nigh, Our Father and our God.
3 Supported by our Saviour's love,
We tend to realms of peace. Where every pain shall far remove. And every frailty cease.
159. L ^-
1 LORD, 1 am thine, but thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love ; When wicked men against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine.
2 Their hope and portion lie below ; 'T is all the happiness they know ;
'T is all they seek ; they take their shares. And leave the rest among their heirs.
3 What sinners value, I resign : Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold tliy blissful face.
And stand complete in righteousness.
4 This life 's a dream, an empty show. But the bright v/orld to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere : When shall I wake and find me there ?
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6 ,0 glorious hour ! O bless 'd abode ! I shall be near and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul.
6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground. Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains, with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise,
160. c. M,
1 FIERCE passions discompose the mind,
As tempests vex the sea ; But calm content and peace we find, When, Lord, we turn to thee.
2 In vain by reason and by rule
We try to bend the will ; For none but in the Saviour's school Can learn the heavenly skill.
3 Since at his feet my soul has sat,
His gracious words to hear, Contented with my present state, I cast on him my care.
4 " If thou of murm'ring wouldst be cured,
Compare thy griefs with mine ; Think what my love for thee endured, And thou wilt not repine.
6 " 'Tis I appoint thy daily lot, And I do all things well : Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot, And rise with me to dwell."
161. L. M.
1 LORD, who hast suffered all for me, My grace and pardon to procure ; The lighter cross I bear for thee, Help me with patience to endure. 7
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2 The storm of loud repining hush ; ,
Give me, O Lord ! submissive faith ; Nor let me speak of my distress. Who merit everlasting wrath.
3 Perhaps some golden wedge suppressed,
Some secret sin, offends my God ; Perhaps that Babylonish vest.
Self-righteousness, provokes the rod.
4 Ah ! were I buffeted all day,
Mocked, crowned with thorns, and spit uptn I yet should have no right to say My great distress is mine alone.
5 Let me not angrily declare
No pain was ever sharp as mine ; Nor murmur at the cross 1 bear, But rather weep, rememb'ring thine.
162. 8s. M.
1 HOW tedious and tasteless the hours,
When Jesus no longer I see ! Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flower
Have all lost their sweetness to me ; The midsummer sun shines but dim,
The fields strive in vain to look gay ; But when I am happy in him,
December 's as pleasant as May.
2 His name yields the richest perfume,
And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom.
And makes all within me rejoice. Content with beholding his face,
My all to his pleasure resigned ; No changes of season or place
Would make any change in my mind.
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3 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine,
If thou art n^iy sun and my song, Say why do 1 languish and pine ?
And why are my winters so long ? O drive these dark clouds from ray sky !
Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; And bid me rejoice in thee nigh ;
Then winter and clouds are no more.
163. L. M.
1 WAIT on the Lord, ye heirs of hope, And let his word support each soul ; Well can he bear your courage up. And all your foes and fears control.
2. He waits his own well-chosen hour Th' intended mercy to display ; And his paternal pities move, While wisdom dictates the delay.
3 Blest are the humble souls that wait
With sweet submission to his will ; Harmonious all their passions move. And in the midst of storms are still.
4 Still, till their Father's well-known voice
Wakens their silence into songs ; TheiPearth grows vocal with his praise, And heaven the grateful shout prolongs
WATCHFULNESS.
164. C. M.
1 AND must I be to judgment brought, And answer, in that day. For every vain and idle thought, And every word I say 1
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2 Yes, eveiy secret of my heart
Shall shortly be made known, And I receive m.y just desert For all that I have done.
3 How careful, then, ought 1 to live —
With what religious fear — Who such a strict account must give For my behavior here !
4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead,
The watchful power bestow ; So shall I to my ways take heed. To all I speak or do.
6 If now thou standest at the door,
0 let me feel thee near,
And make my peace with God, before
1 at thy bar appear.
165. '«: M
1 HARK, my soul, it is the Lord ; 'T is thy Saviour, hear his word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?
2 " I delivered thee when bound,* ^ And when wounded, healed thy wound ; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light ;
3 " Can a mother's tender care Cease toward the child she bare 1 Yes, she may forgetful be.
Yet will I remember thee.
4 " Mine is a redeeming love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death.
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5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?"
6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ;
O, for grace to love thee more !
166. s. M.
1 A CHARGE to keep I have,
A God to glorify ; Who life and all its blessings gave, My love for him to try.
2 To serve the present age.
My calling to fulfil ; O may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will.
3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live ; And O, thy servant. Lord, prepare, A strict account to give.
4 Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely ; Assured if I my trust betray I shall forevjpr die.
167. s. M.
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 ; His coming thus proclaim : —
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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.
4 O happy servant he
In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see. And be with honor crowned.
168. L. M.
1 GREAT God, indulge my humble claim,
Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest ; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God ! And I am thine by sacred ties, —
Thy son, thy servant bought with blood.
3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
4 My life itself, without tRy love.
No lasting pleasure can afibrd ; Yea, 't would a tiresome burden prove, If I were banished from the Lord !
5 I '11 lift my hands, I '11 raise my voice.
While I have breath to pray or praise ; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And hope to sing immortal lays.
169. ^ P- ^^•
* 1 " A LITTLE while," our Lord shall come. And we shall wander here no more, He '11 take us to our Father's home, Where he for us has gone before, To dwell with him, to see his face. And sing the glories of his grace.
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" A little while," he '11 come again,
Let us the precious hours redeem I Our only grief to give him pain.
Our joy to serve and follo\v him ; Watching and ready may we be, As those that long their Lord to see.
" A little while," 'twill soon be past,
Why should we shun the shame and cross?
O let us in his footsteps haste,
Counting for him all else but loss !
O how his smile will recompense
For this short season of suspense !
" A little while," come, Saviour, come !
For thee thy bride has tarried long ; Take thy poor wearied pilgrims home,
To sing the new eternal song ; To see thy glory, and to be In everything conformed to thee.
\^ illTING FOR DELIVERANCE
170. C. M.
1 ANOTHER weary day is past ;
I 'm waiting still for thee ; O, keep me, Saviour, till the last, And set me fully free.
2 I long to know thee as thou art,
And reign with thee in life ; O, let this longing, fainting heart Now end the mortal strife !
S With thine immortal image seal This feeble creature thine ; And all thy glory then reveal, And let me in it shine.
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4 I would be where thou art : 0 come ! No longer now delay ; But take thy weeping children home, From sin and grief away.
171. CM.
1 JESUS, our hope, our life, our heaven,
The lingering times have flown ; To thee the kingdom now is given ; Return and claim thine own.
2 And, as we wait, along the skies
Unearthly glory steals, And our glad spirits seem to rise, To haste thy chariot wheels.
3 Although they seem to linger, still
Thy retinue on high Is marshalled, and awaits the will That bids their myriads fly.
4 Then we will wait, nor deem too long
The closing hours of grace. But trim our lamps with cheerful song, Till we shall see thy face.
172, 5 & 6s. M.
1 O TELL me no more
Of this world's vain store I The time for such trifles With me now is o'er.
2 A city I 've found.
Where true joys abound ; To dwell I 'm determined On this happy ground.
3 My soul, don't delay ;
He calls thee away ; Rise, follow thy Saviour, And bless the glad day. ».
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173. 8, 8, & 6s. M.
1 0 GLORIOUS hope of heavenly love ! It lifts me up to things above ;
It bears on eagles' wings ; It gives my ravished soul a taste, And makes me for some moments feast
With Jesus' priests and kings.
2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope,
I stand, and from the mountain-top
See all the land below ; Rivers of milk and honey rise. And all the fruits of paradise
In endless plenty grow.
3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, Favored with God's peculiar smile,
With every blessing blest ; There dwells the Lord our Righteousness, And keeps his own in perfect peace.
And everlasting rest.
4 O that I might at once go up ! No more on this side Jordan stop,
But now the land possess ! This moment end my toilsome years, Sorrows, and sins, and doubts, and fears,—
A howling wilderness !
174. «■ M-
1 WHEN wild confusion wrecks the air.
And tempests rend the skies ; Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire, In harsh disorder rise ;
2 Safe in my Saviour's love I '11 stand,
And strike my tuneful song ; My harp all trembling in my hand, And all inspired my tongue.
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3 I '11 shout aloud, " Ye thunders, roll,
And shake the sullen sky I Your sounding voice from pole to pole In angry murmurs try.
4 " Let the earth totter on her base,
And clouds the heavens deform ; Blow, all ye winds, from every place And rush the final storm.
5 " Come quickly, blessed Lord ! appear^
Bid thy swift chariot fly ; Let angels tell thy coming near, And snatch me to the sky.
6 " Around thy wheels in the glad throng
I 'd bear a joyful part ; All hallelujah on my tongue. All rapture in my heart."
175^ 10 & lis. M.
1 O WHAT shall I do my Saviour to praise? So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace ; So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, The weakest believer that hangs upon him ?
2 How happy the man whose heart is set free ! The people that can be joyful in thse ! Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face, And still they are talking of Jesus's grace.
3 Their daily delight shall be in thy name ;
They «hall, as their right, thy righteousness claim ; And having thy Spirit, and cleansed by thy blood, Bold shall they appear in the presence of God.
4 For thou art their boast, their glory, and power ; And I also trust to see the glad hour,
My soul's new creation, a life from the dead, The day of salvation that lifts up my head.
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5 For Jesus my Lord is now my defence ;
I trust in his word ; none plucks me from thence ; Since I have found favor, he all thing-s will do, My King and my Saviour shall make me anew.
6 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of thine own ; Thy secret to me shall soon be made known ; For sorrow and sadness, I joy shall receive, And share in the gladness of all that believe.
176. c. M.
1 DEAR Saviour, here we fainting he,
And long to see thy face ; Descend, O Jesus, from on high. In mercy to our race.
2 How long shall that bright hour delay ?
When will our Lord appear ?
We long to see the glorious day
When Jesus will draw near.
3 We long to hear the trumpet sound,
And see the just arise ; We long to see our Saviour crowned, And meet him in the skies.
4 We wish to see our Lord descend,
Arrayed in robes of light ; To Satan's kingdom put an end. And claim his proper right.
5 We long thy coming to behold.
That day of joy to see ; Our ardent longings can't be told ; Lord, let it quickly be.
177. c. M.
1 WITH hope deferred, our Lord to see ; " Why tarries he?" we cry ; And if he should rebuke our haste. Thus would we make reply : —
,104 ADVENT HARP.
2 " May not the exile, Lord, desire
His native realm to see? May not the captive seek release ? The prisoner to be free ?
3 ".Children, when far away, may long
" For home and kindred dear, And she that loves her absent Lord Must grieve till he appear."
178. c. M.
1 DEAR Saviour, we would know thy love,
Which yet no measure knows ; For us it led thee once to die, — From thence salvation flows.
2 Fain would we strike the golden harp,
And wear the promised crown, And at thy feet, while bending low, Would sing what Grace has done.
3 Then leave us not in this dark world,
As strangers long to roam ; Come, Lord, and take us to thyself, Come, Jesus, quickly come !
HOPE TRIUMPHANT
179. C. M.
1 SWEET rivers of redeeming love
I see before me lie ; Had I the pinions of a dove, I 'd to those rivers fly.
2 I 'd rise superior to my pain.
With joy outstrip the wind ; I 'd cross bold Jordan's stormy main. And leave the world behind.
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3 A few more days, or months, at most,
My troubles will be o'er ; I hope to join the heavenly host On Canaan's happy shore.
4 My rapturous soul shall drink and feast
In love's unbounded sea ; The glorious hope of endless rest Ts ravishing to me.
5 0, come, my Saviour, come away,
And bear me to the sky ! Nor let thy chariot wheels delay ; Make haste and brino it nio-h,
6 I long to see thy glorious face,
And in thine image shine ; To triumph in victorious grace, And be forever thine.
180. c. M.
1 O, WHAT hath Jesus bought for me !
Before my ravished eyes Rivers of life divine I see. And trees of paradise.
2 I see the blessed saints in light,
Who taste the pleasure there ; They are all robed in spotless white. And conquering palms they bear.
3 In hope of that immortal crown,
I now the cross sustain ; And gladly wander up and down. And smile at toil and pain.
4 O what are all my sufferings here,
If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptured host t' appear, And worship at thy feet ?
106 ADVENT HARP.
5 Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away ; But let me find them all again In that eventful day !
181.. 8^- M.
1 TO Jesus, the crown of my hope,
My soul is in haste to be gone ;
0 bear me, ye cherubim, up,
And waft me away to his throne. My Saviour, whom absent I love ;
Whom, not having seen, I adore ; Whose name is exalted above , All glory, dominion, and power.
2 Dissolve from these bands that detain
My soul from her portion in thee, Ah ! strike off this adamant chain,
And make me eternally free. When that happy era begins, > When arrayed in thy glories I shine,
Nor grieve any more, by my sins,
The bosom on which I recline.
3 O then shall the veil be removed,
And round me thy brightness he poured ;
1 shall meet him, whom absent I loved,
I shall see, whom unseen I adored. And then, never more shall the fears.
The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears,
Intrude on my blissful repose.
182. c- M-
1 AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high ; Awake and praise that sovereign love That shows salvation nigh.
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9 On all the wings of time it flies ; Each moment brings it near ; Then welcome each declining day, Welcome each closing year !
3 Not many years their round shall run, Not many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes.
183. ^' ^^•
* 1 " THESE glorious ones, how bright they shine
Whence all their white array?
How came they to the happy seats
Of everlasting day?"
2 Now they approach th' eternal God,
And bow before his throne ; Their warbling harps and sacred songs Adore the Holy One.
3 The unveiled glory of his face
Spreads joy on every side ; While the rich treasure of his grace Sees all their wants supplied.
4 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls,
And hunger flee as fast ; The fruit of life's immortal tree Shall be their sweet repast.
5 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly flock
Where living fountains rise ; And love divine shall wipe away The sorrows of their eyes.
184. c. M.
1 AMAZING grace ! (how sweet the sound !) That saved a wretch like me ; 1 once was lost, but now am found. Was blind, but now I see.
108 ADVENT HARP.
2 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved ; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed !
3 Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come ; 'T is grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.
4 The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures ; He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures.
5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace.
6 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow.
The sun forbear to shine ; But God, who called me here below, Will be forever mine.
THE RESURRECTION TO LIFE
185. ^«- M.
1 ANGELS, roll the rock away! Death, yield up the mighty prey ! See, the Saviour quits the tomb. Glowing with immortal bloom.
2 Shout, ye seraphs ; Gabriel, raise Fame's eternal trump of praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo to the joyful sound.
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3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes ; See the Conqueror mount the skiea ; When he comes ye conquer too ! He has triumphed thus for you.
4 Heaven unfolds her portals wide ; Glorious Hero, through them ride ; King of glory, mount thy throne ; Boundless empire is thy own.
5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, Raise and sweep your golden lyres ; Praise him in the noblest songs.
From ten thousand thousand tongues. ^
186. L. M. ,
1 THE morning flowers display their sweets,
And gay their silken leaves unfold, As careless of the noontide heats, As fearless of the evening cold.
2 Nipt hy the winds' untimely blast,
Parched by the sun's director ray, The momentary glories waste, The short-lived beauties die away
3 So blooms the human face divine,
When youtli its pride of beauty shows Fairer than spring the colors shine, And sweeter than the virgin rose.
4 But worn by slowly rolling years,
Or broke by sickness in a day, The fading glory disappears.
The short-lived beauties die away. '
5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb,
With lustre brighter far shall shine, Revive with ever-during bloom, Safe from diseases and decline. 8
ADVENT HARP.
6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, • If heaven but recompense our pains ; Perish the grass and fade the flower, K firm the word of God remains.
187. c. M.
1 HOW long shall death the tyrant reign,
And triumph o'er the just ; While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust?
2 When shall the tedious night be gone T
When will our Lord appear? Our fond desires would pray him down, Our love embrace him here.
3 Let faith arise and climb the hills,
And from afar descry How distant are his chariot wheels, And tell how fast they fly.
4 We hear the voice, " Ye dead, arise !"
And, lo, the graves obey I And waking saints, with joyful eyes, , Salute th' expected day.
5 O may our humble spirits stand
Among them clothed in white ! The meanest place at his right hand Is infinite delight.
6 How shall our joy and wonder rise,
When our returning King Shall bear us upward to the skies On love's triumphant wing *
188. c. M.
1 WHEN the last trumpet's awful voice This rending earth shall shake ; When opening graves shall yield their charge, And dust to life awake :
THE resurkp:ction to lifk. ir
2 Those bodies that corrupted fell *
Shall incorrupted rise, And mortal forms shall spring to life Immortal in the skies.
3 Behold, what heavenly prophets sung
Is now at last fulfilled ; That death should yield his ancient reign, And, vanquished, quit the field.
4 Let faith exalt her joyful voice,
And thus begin to sing : O Grave ! where is thy triumph now? And where, O Death ! thy sting?
5 Then steadfast let us still remain,
Though dangers rise around, And in the work assigned to us, Yet more and more abound.
6 Assured that though we labor now.
We labor not in vain ; But through the grace of heaven's great Lord, Th' eternal crown shall gain.
189. c. M.
1 0 FOR the eye of faith divine,
To pierce beyond the grave, To see that Friend, and call him mine, Whose arm is strong to save.
2 Behold my glorious Leader nigh ;
My Lord, my Saviour, lives ;
y; Before him death's pale terrors fly.
And my faint heart revives.
3 Lord, if in death I offered be,
Watch thou my sleeping dust ; My spirit I '11 commit to thee ; Accept the sacred trust —
IIB ADVENT HARP.
4 Till thou shalt in thy glory come, When all thy saints shall rise, And, clothed in full immortal bloomi Attend thee to the skies.
190. c. M.
1 AS Jesus died, and rose again
Victorious from the dead ; So his disciples rise and reign With their triumphant Head.
2 The time draws nigh, when from the cloud*
Christ shall with shouts descend ; And the last trumpet's awful voice The heavens and earth shall rend.
3 The saints of God, from death set free,
With joy shall mount on high ; The heav'nly hosts, with praises loud, Shall meet them in the sky.
4 Together to their Father's house
With joyful hearts they go ; And dwell ferever with the Lord, Beyond the reach of woe.
6 A few short years of evil past. We reach the happy shore. Where death-divided friends at last Shall meet, to part no more.
191. . c M-.
1 ALL nature dies, and lives again :
The flowers, that paint the field. The trees, that crown the mountain's brow, And boughs and blossoms yield, —
2 Resign the honors of their form
At winter's stormy blast. And leave the naked, leafless plain, A desolated waste.
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3 Yet soon reviving plants and flowers
Anew shall deck the.plain ; The woods shall hear the voice of spring, And flourish green again.
4 So, to the dreary grave consigned,
Man sleeps in death's dark gloom i Until the final morning wake The slumbers of the tomb.
5 0 may the grave become to us
The bed of peaceful rest ! Whence we shall gladly rise at length, And mingle with the blest.
THE NEW CREATION.
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192. ^- ^^•
* 1 A MYSTERY doth the gospel show,— We shall ere long be changed below ; When from the graves the saints shall rise, And their loud songs salute the skies.
2 The earth, to its first form restored, Shall glorify its mighty Lord ;
And his blest children hail the place, Where they may view him face to face.
3 What joys ecstatic will surprise, When God shall wipe from oflf our eyes All tears of grief, and bliss restore, And suffer us to sin no more !
4 Lord, let this glorious kingdom come ! We would proclaim, there still is room For myriads yet unborn to God ;
O, fly — or ve must feel his rod !
114 ADVENT HARP.
5 Open each eye, unsiop each ear,
And show thy gi;eat approach draws near, To claim the kin^rdoms for thine own, Renew the world, erect thy throne.
6 0 quickly change each earthly clod ; Restore the image of our God ;
Let universal nature sing
Praises to Christ, our heavenly King.
193. 7&6S.M.
1 THE glorious day is coming,
The hour is rolling on, Its radiant light is beaming,
Resplendent as the sun ; In yon bright clouds of heaven
The Saviour will appear. And gather all his chosen
To meet him in the air.
2 Then fire, from God descending.
Shall sweep this wide earth o'er. And nations, loud lamenting.
Shall sink to rise no more. Though tears with groans are blended
Yet still in vain they cry ; The day of hope is ended ;
The sinner now must die.
3 But saints shall be victorious, }
And joy to meet the Lord ; An earth more bright and glorious
Is promised in his word. Our God himself, there reigning,
Shall wipe all tears away ; No clouds or night remaining,
But one eternal day.
4 O, Christian! wake from sleeping,
And let vour worlis abound ;
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Be watching, praying, weeping,
For soon tne trump will sound O, sinner ! hear the warning ;
To Jesus quickly fly ! • - t
^ Then you on that blest morning
May meet him in the sky.
194. H- M-
1 O THE amazing change !
A world created new ! My thoughts with transport range,
The lovely scene to view. Thee, Lord divine, in all I trace ; The work is thine — thine be the praise
2 Where pointed brambles grew,
Entwined with horrid thorn, Gay flowers, forever new.
The painted fields adorn ; The lily there, and blushing rose, In union fair their sweets disclose.
3 Where the bleak mountain stood,
All bare and disarrayed. See the wide branching wood
Diffuse its grateful shade ; Tall oaks, and pines, and cedars nod. And elms, and vines, confess their God.
4 The tyrants of the plain
Their savage chase give o'er ; • I
No more they rend the slain,
They thirst for blood no more : But infant hands fierce tigers lead. And lions with the oxen feed.
5 O, when. Almighty Lord,
Shall these glad scenes arise, To verify thy word,
And bless our wond'ring eyes?
116 ADVENT HARP.
That earth, with all her tongues, may raise United songs of ardent praise.
195. L. M.
1 JEHOVAH reigns ! he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might ;
The world, created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands.
2 But ere this spacious world was made Or had its first foundation laid,
Thy throne eternal ages stood. Thyself the ever-living God.
3 Like floods the angry nations rise. And aim their rage against the skies ; In vain their rage they aim so high ! At thy rebuke the billows die.
4 Forever shall thy throne endure ; Thy promise stands forever sure ; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.
THE NEW JERUSALEM.
196. c- M.
1 JERUSALEM ! my glorious home !
Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labors have an end. In joy, and peace, and thee ?
2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
And pearly gates behold 1 Thy bulwarks with salvation strongs And street« of shining gold ?
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3 0, when, thou city of my God,
Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths have no end 1
4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom,
Nor sin nor sorrow know : Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes I onward press to you.
5 Jerusalem ! my glorious home !
My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see.
197, 8&7s. M.
1 GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God ! He whose word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for his own abode. On the rock of ages founded.
What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2 See ! the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters.
And all fear of want remove. Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? Grace, which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
3 Blest inhabitants of Zion, »
Washed in the Redeemer's blood ! Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God ;
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198,
199.
ADVENT HARP.
Saviour, if of Zion's city
I, through grace, a member am,
Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in thy name.
8s. M.
1 I LONG to behold him arrayed
With glory and light from above ; The King in his beauty displayed.
His beauty of holiest love : I languish and sigh to be there,
Where Jesus hath fixed his abode ; O, when shall we meet in the air.
And fly to the mountain of God 1
2 With him I on Sion shall stand, —
For Jesus has spoken the word , — The breadth of Immanuel's land
Survey by the side of my Lord. But when, on thy bosom reclined.
Thy face I am strengthened to see, My fulness of rapture I find,
My heaven of heavens, in thee.
3 How happy the people whose home ^ Is found in the city of God !
As pilgrims no more they shall roam, Nor travel a dangerous road.
Physician divine, unto me
Thy soul-healing blessing now give.
And keep me while waiting for thee. And then to that city receive.
C. M. 1 ZION, the city of our God, How glorious is the place ! The Saviour there has his abode, And saints -\vill see his face.
THE NEW JERUSALEM.
2 There all the fruits of glory grow,
And joys that never die ; And streams of grace and knowledge flow, The soul to satisfy.
3 Come, set your faces Zionward,
The sacred road inquire ; And let this city of the Lord Be henceforth your desire.
4 The gospel shines to give you light,
No longer, then, delay ; The Spirit waits to guide you right, And Jesus is the way.
5 0 Lord, regard thy people's prayer ;
Thy promise now fulfil ; And young and old by grace prepare To dwell on Zion's hill.
200. ^' M.
1 TRIUMPHANT Zion ! lift thy head From dust, from darkness, and the dead! Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength
2 Put all thy beauteous garments on. And let thy excellence be known ; Decked in the robes of righteousness, Thy glories shall the world confess.
3 No more shall foes unclean invade. And fill thy hallowed walls with dread ; No more shall hells insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast.
4 God, from on high, has heard thy prayer; His hand thy ruin shall repair ;
Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace.
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THE JUBILEE.
201. C. M.
1 WHAT heavenly music do I hearl
Salvation sounding free ! Ye souls in bondage, lend an ear ; This is the Jubilee.
2 How svreetly do the tidings roll
All round from sea to sea, From land to land, from pole to pole This is the Jubilee.
3 Jesus is on the mercy-seat ;
Before him bend the knee ; Let heaven and earth his praise repeat ; This is the Jubilee.
4 Sinners, be wise, return, and come
Unto the Saviour free ; The Spirit bids you welcome home ; This is the Jubilee.
5 Come, ye redeemed, your tribute bring
With songs of harmony ; While on the road to Canaan sing, This is the Jubilee.
202. ^- ^•
1 WHEN shall I see the day
That ends my woes ; When shall I victory gain
O'er all my foes ; When will the trumpet sound
That calls an exile home — The grand, sabbatic year,
When will it come 1
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3 A crown of glory bright,
By faith I see, In yonder realms of light,
Prepared for me. O, may I faithful prove,
And keep the prize jn view ; And through the storms of life
My way pursue.
3 Jesus, be thou my guide ;
My steps attend ; O keep me near thy side ;
Be thou my friend ; Be thou my shield and sun.
My ki'aviour and my guard ; And, when my v erk is done,
My great rev/ard.
4 O, how I long to see
That happy day. When sorrow, sin and pain, "
Shall flee away ! When all the heavenly tribes
Shall find their long sought home ! The Jubilee of Heaven,
When will it come 1
L. M.
1 SIX thousand years are nearly past Since Adam from thy sight was cast ; And ever since his fallen race From age to age are void of grace.
2 When will the happy trump proclaim The judgment of the martyred lamb 1 When shall the captive ones be free, And keep th' eternal Jubilee?
3 Hasten it, Lord, in everv land ;
Send thou thine angels, and cuiuiaaud,
122 ADVENT HARP.
*' Go, sound deliverance, loudly blow — Salvation to the saints below."
4 We want to have the day appear, — The promised great sabbatic year ; When, far from grief, and sin, and hell, Israel in ceaseless peace shall dwell.
5 Till then we will not let thee rest ; Thou still shalt hear our strong request ; And this our daily prayer shall be, Lord, sound the trump of Jubilee.
204. '«• M.
1 HARK ! the song of Jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunders' roar, Or the fulness of the sea
When it brealcs upon the shore.
2 See, Jehovah's banner furled !
Sheathed his sword ; he speaks — H is done • Now the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdom of his Son.
3 He shall reign from pole to pole,
With supreme, unbounded sway ; He shall reign, when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have passed away !
4 Hallelujah ! for the Lord
God omnipotent shall reign ! Hallelujah ! let the word
Echo round the earth and main.
205. H. M.
1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow
The gladly solemn sound ; Let all the nations know.
To earth's remotest bound, The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
THE JUBILEE.
2 Ye slaves of sin and hell ,
Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell,
And blest in Jesus live. The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home*
3 Ye who have sold for nought
Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought.
The gift of Jesus' love. The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
4 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heavenly grace ; And, saved from earth, appear
Before your Saviour's face. The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
7s. M.
1 WAKE the song of Jubilee ; Let it echo o'er the sea !
Now is come the promised hour ; Jesus reigns with sovereign power.
2 All ye nations, join and sing,
" Christ of lords and kings is King!" Let it sound from shore to shore, Jesus reigns for evermore !
3 Now the desert lands rejoice. And the islands join their voice ; Yea, the whole creation sings,
" Jesus is the King of kings !"
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124 ADVENT HARP.
THE KINGDOM OF GOD.
207.
208.
.L. M.
THY kingdom come ! thus, day by day, We lift our hands to God and pray ; But who has ever duly weighed The meaning of the words he said 1
2 Thy kingdom come ! O day of joy, When praise shall every tongue employ ; When hate and strife and war shall cease, And man with man shall be at peace !
3 Jesus shall reign on Zion's hill. And all the earth with glory fill ; His word shall Paradise restore, And sin and death afflict no more.
4 Then bears and wolves, no longer wild, Obey the leading of a child ;
The lions with the oxen eat.
And dust shall be the serpent's meat.
5 God's holy will shall then be done By all who live beneath the sun ; For saints shall then as angels be, All changed to immortality.
L. M.
1 GREAT God, whose universal sway All heaven reveres, all worlds obey. Now make the Saviour's glory known, Extend his power, exalt his throne.
2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands ; Angels submit to his commands ; His justice shall protect the poor. And pride and rage prevail no more.
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3 With power he vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; His righteous government shall last, Till days, and years, and time be past.
209. s- M.
1 REJOICE ! the Lord is King !
Your Lord and King adore ; Ye ransomed saints, give thanks and sing. And triumph evermore !
2 The mighty Saviour reigns,
The God of truth and love ; When he himself had purged our stains, He took his seat above.
3 His kingdom cannot fail ;
He rules o'er earth and heaven ; The sovereign keys of death and hell Into his hands are given.
4 He sits at God's right hand,
Till all his foes submit, And humbly bow to his command And fall beneath his feet.
5 Rejoice in glorious hope I
Jesus, the Judge, shall come.
And take his waiting servants up,
And thus conduct them home.
210. L. M.
1 THE Saviour comes, his advent 's nigl. ; He soon will rend the azure sky, Descending swift to earth again, When God shall dwell indeed with men.
2 O happy day, when wars shall cease, And ransomed earth be filled with peace When sin and death no more shall reign, And Eden bloom on earth again !
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126 ADVENT HARP.
3 Saints, lift your heads ; that day is near, When your Redeemer shall appear,
To take the kingdom and the crown. And make his ransomed bride his own.
4 Shall not his people sing- for joy ?
Shall not the church their songs employ? Sing, ye who will ; sing while y^e may. And shout for joy th' approaching day.
211. ^- ^•
' 1 ARISE and shine, O Zion fair ! Behold, thy light is come ; Thy glorious conquering King is near,
To take his exiles home ; The trumpet sounding through the sky
Will set the captives free ; The day of wonders now is nigh — The year of jubilee.
2 Arise, ye nations under ground,
Before the Judge appear ; All tongues, all languages, shall come,
Their final doom to hear. King Jesus on his azure throne,
Ten thousand angels roimd ; While Gabriel, with his awful trump,
Echoes the dreadful sound.
3 The glorious news of gospel grace
With sinners now is o'er ; The gospel trumpet now is still.
And will be blown no more. The watchmen all have left their walls,
And bid the world adieu, And with their flocks, on Canaan's shore^
They strike their songs anew.
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7 & 6s. M.
O WHEN shall I see Jesus,
And in his kingdom dwell ; Partake its rest eternal,
Its songs triumphant swell ? When shall I be delivered
From this vain world of sin. And, with my blessed Jesus,
Drink endless pleasures in]
But now I am a soldier ;
My Captain 's gone before ; He 's given me my orders,
And bids me not give o'er. If I continue faithful,
A righteous crown he '11 give, And all his valiant soldiers
Eternal life shall have.
And when the last loud trumpet
Shall rend the vaulted skies, And bid the entombed millions
From their cold beds arise, Our ransomed dust, revived,
Bright beauties shall put on. And soar to the blest mansions
"V^here our Redeemer 's gone.
Our eyes shall then, with rapture,
The Saviour's face behold ; Our feet, no more diverted,
Shall walk the streets of gold ; Our ears shall hear with transport
The hosts celestial sing ; Our tongues shall chant the glory
Of our immortal King.
S. M. AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb !
128 ADVENT HARP.
Wake, every heart and every tongue To praise the Saviour's name.
2 Sing of his dying love ;
Sing of his rising power ; Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore.
3 Sing on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing ; Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ, th' eternal King.
4 Soon shall we hear him say,
" Ye blessed children, come ;" Soon will he call us hence away, And take his wanderers home.
5 Soon shall our raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim. And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb.
214. . .LM-
1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead ;
Our Jesus is gone up on high ! The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky.
2 There his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay ; Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; Ye everlasting doors, give way.
3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold th' ethereal scene ; He claims these mansions as his right ; Receive the King of Glory in.
4 Who is the King of Glory 1 Who 1
The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame, — The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ; And Jesus is the conqueror's name.
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5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lav ; Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! Ye everlasting doors, give way !
6 Who is the King of Glory 1 Who 1
The Lord, of glorious power possessed ; The King of saints and angels too ; God over all, forever blest.
C. M.
1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's name,
And joy to make it known ; The Sovereign of your heart proclaim, And bow before his throne.
2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned
With glories all divine ; And tell the wondering nations round How bright those glories shine.
3 Infinite power and boundless grace
In him unite their rays ; You that have e'er beheld his face, Can you forbear his praise 1
4 While in his earthly courts we view
The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do. And wish like them to sing.
5 O happy period ! glorious day !
When heaven and earth shall raise With all their powers the raptured lay, '^Vo celebrate thy praise.
C. M.
1 ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
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2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, —
A remnant weak and small, — Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all.
3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all.
4 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe. And crown him Lord of all.
6 O that, with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ! We '11 join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all.
MISSIONARY.
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1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle — Though every prospect pleases. And only man is vile ? —
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In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ;
The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high — Shall we to man benighted
The lamp of life deny? — Salvation ! — O, salvation !
The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation
Has heard Messiah's name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain. Redeemer, King, Creator,
Returns in bliss to reign.
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* 1 0 SAVIOUR, is thy promise fled?
Nor longer might thy grace endure, To heal the sick and raise the dead, And preach thy gospel to the poor 1
2 A feeble race, by passion driven.
In darkness and in doubt we roam. And lift our anxious eyes to heaven, Our hope, our harbor, and our home.
3 Yet, mid the wild and wintry gale,
When death rides darkly o'er the sea. And strength and earthly daring fail, Our prayers, Redeemer, rest on thee !
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4 Come, Jesus, come ! and as, of yore,
The prophet went to clear thy way, A harbinger thy feet before,
A dawning to thy brighter day, —
5 So now may grace, with heavenly shower,
Our stony hearts for truth prepare ; Sow in our souls the seed of power. Then come and reap thy harvest there.
219. L. M.
1 SHALL I, for fear of feeble man, The Spirit's course in me restrain ? Or, undismayed, in deed and word, Be a true witness of my Lord ?
2 Awed by a mortaPs frown, shall I Conceal the word of God most high ? How then before thee shall I dare To stand, or how thine anger bear?
3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng, Soften thy truth, or smooth my tongue. To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee The cross endured, my Lord, by thee?
4 What then is he whose scorn 1 dread. Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid ? A man ! an heir of death ! a slave
To sin ! a bubble on the wave !
5 Yea, let men rage ; since thou wilt spread Thy shadowing wings around my head ; Since in all pain thy tender love
Will still my sure refreshment prove.
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1 VAIN, delusive world, adieu. With all your creature good ; Only Jesus we pursue,
Who boucrht us with his blood !
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All thy pleasures we forego ;
We trample on thy wealth and pride ; Only Jesus will we know,
And Jesus crucified !
Here alone may sinners rest
And ease the burdened heart : From the haven of his breast
O may we never part ! Whither should a sinner go 1
His wounds for me stand open wide ; Only Jesus will we know,
And Jesus crucified !
0 that we could all invite,
This saving truth to prove ; Show the length, the breadth, the height,
And depth of Jesus' love ! Fain we would to sinners show
The blood by faith alone applied ; Only Jesus we will know,
And Jesus crucified !
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1 LET Zion's watchmen all awake,
And take the alarm they give ; Now let them from the mouth of God Their awful charge receive.
2 'T is not a cause of small import
The pastor's care demands ; It occupies tlie Saviour's heart. Employs angelic bands.
3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord
Did heavenly bliss forego, For souls which by his grace may live, Or perish in their woe.
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4 May they that Jesus whom they preach Their own Redeemer see ; And watch thou daily for their souls, That they may watch for thee.
1 ALMIGHTY God, thy word is cast
Like seed into the ground ; Now let the dew of heaven descend, And righteous fruits abound.
2 Let not the foe of Christ and man
This holy seed remove ; But give it root in every heart, To bring forth fruits of love.
3 Let not the world's deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy ; But let it yield a hundred-fold The fruits of peace and joy.
4 Oft as the precious seed is sown,
Thy quickening grace bestow, That all, whose souls thy truth receive, Its saving power may know.
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1 LET every mortal ear attend,
And every heart rejcice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice.
2 Ho I all ye hungry, starving souls,
That feed upon the wind. And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind :
3 Eternal w^isdom has prepared
A soul-reviving feast ; And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste.
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4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine, away and die ; Here you may quench your raging thirst, With springs that never dry.
5 Great God ! the treasures of thy love
Are everlasting mines ; Deep as our helpless miseries are, And boundless as our sins.
6 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day ; Lord, we are come to seek supplies And drive our wants away.
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1 THOU hast said, exalted Jesus,
" Take thy cross and follow me ;" Shall the word with terror seize us ? Shall we from thy burden flee ?
Lord, I '11 take it, And, rejoicing, follow thee.
2 While this liquid tomb surveying,
Emblem of my Saviour's grave. Shall I shun its brink, betraying Feelings worthy of a slave?
No ! I '11 enter ; Jesus entered Jordan's wave.
3 Blest the sign which thus reminds me,
Saviour, of thy love for me ; But more blest the love that binds me In its deathless bonds to thee ;
O what pleasure, Buried with my liord to be !
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4 Should it rend some fond eonnection,
Should I suffer shame or loss, Yet the fragrant, blest reflection, I have been where Jesus was.
Will revive me When I faint beneath the cross.
5 Fellowship with him possessing,
Let me die to earth and sin ; Let me rise t' enjoy the blessing
Which the faithful soul shall win : May I ever Follow where my Lord has been.
225. c. M.
1 0 LORD, and will thy pardoning love
Embrace a wretch so vile ? Wilt thou my load of guilt remove. And bless me with thy smile ?
2 Hast thou the cross for me endured,
And all its shame despised 1 And shall I be ashamed, O Lord, With thee to be baptized 1
3 Didst thou the great example lead.
In Jordan's swelling flood? And shall my pride disdain the deed. That 's worthy of ray God 1
4 0 Lord, the ardor of thy love
Reproves my cold delays ; And now my willing footsteps move In thy delightful ways.
226. c. M.
1 BURIED beneath the yielding wave The great Redeemer lies ; Faith views him in the watery grave, And thence beholds him rise.
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2 Thus do his willing saints to-day Their ardent zeal express, And in the Lord's appointed way Fulfil all righteousness. 8 With joy we in his footsteps tread, And would his cause maintain, — Like him be numbered with the dead, And with him rise and reign. 4 Now we, blest Saviour, would to thee Our grateful voices raise ; Washed in the fountain of thy blood, Our lives shall all be praise.
C. M. WHILE in this sacred rite of thine,
Ourselves we offer now, Shine o'er the waters, Dove divine,
And seal the cheerful vow.
2 All glory be to him whose life
For ours was freely given. Who aids us in the spirit's strife, And makes us meet for heaven.
3 To thee we gladly now resign
Our life and all our powers ; Accept us in this rite divine, And bless these hallowed hours.
4 O, may we die to earth and sin.
Beneath the mystic flood ; And when we rise, may we begin To live anew for God.
L. M. 1 COME in, thou blessed of the Lord ; O, come in Jesus' precious name ; We welcome thee with one accord, And trust the Saviour does the same.
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2 Thy name, we hope, already stands
Within the book of life above ; And now to thine we join our hands, In token of fraternal love.
3 Those joys which earth cannot afford
We '11 seek in fellowship to prove, Joined in one spirit to our Lord, Together bound by mutual love.
4 And while we pass this vale of tears,
We '11 make our joys and sorrows known ; We '11 share each other's hopes and fears, And count a brother's case our own.
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1 HUMBLE souls, that seek salvation,
Through the Lamb's redeeming blood, Hear the voice of revelation. Tread the path that Jesus trod.
2 Hear the blessed Redeemer call you,
Listen to his gracious voice ; Dread no ills that can befall you,
While you make his w^ays your choice.
3 Jesus says. Let each believer
Be baptized in my name ; He himself in Jordan's river
Was immersed beneath the stream.
4 Plainly here his footsteps tracing.
Follow him without delay ; Gladly his command embracing ; Lo ! your Captain leads the way.
230. ^' ^' ^^ ^^- M-
1 SALEM'S great King, Jesus by name, In ancient time to Jordan came, All righteousness to fill ;
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'T was there the ancient Baptist stood, Whose name was John, a man of God, To do his Master's will.
2 Down in old Jordan's rolling stream, The Baptist led the holy Lamb,
And there did him baptize ; Jehovah saw his darling Son, And was well pleased with what he 'd done,
And owned him from the skies.
3 This is my Son, Jehovah cries ; On him to rest the Spirit flies :
O children, hear ye him I Hark ! 't is his voice ; behold he cries, Repent, believe, and be baptized,
And wash away your sin.
4 Come, children, come ! his voice obey ; Salem's bright King has marked the way,
And has a crown prepared ; O then arise and give consent, Walk in the way that Jesus went,
And have the great reward.
231. c. M.
1 " I COME," the great Redeemer cries,
" To do thy will, O Lord!" At Jordan's flood, Isehold, he seals The sure prophetic word.
2 " Thus it becomes us to fulfil
All righteousness," he said;
He spake obedient, and beneath
The yielding wave was laid.
3 Hark ! a glad voice ! the Father speaks,
From heaven's exalted height ; " This is my Son, my well beloved, My joy, my chief delight."
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4 Jesus, the Saviour, well beloved !
His name we will profess, Like him, desirous to fulfil Each law of righteousness.
5 No more we '11 count ourselves our own,
But his in bonds of love ; O may such bonds forever draw Our souls to thinofs above !
THE LORD'S SUPPEK.
232. L. M.
1 'T WAS on that dark and doleful night,
When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight. And friends betrayed him to his foes.
2 Before the mournful scene began,
He took the bread, and blest, and break ; What love through all his actions ran !
What wond'rous words of grace he spake !
3 " This is my body, broke for sin ;
Receive and eat the living food ; ' ' Then took the cup, and blest the wine, " 'Tis the new covenant in my blood.'
4 " In memory of your dying Lord,
Do this," he said, " till time shall end ; Meet at my table and record
The love of your departed friend "
6 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate,
We show thy death , we sing thy name ; Till thou return, and we shall eat, The marriage supper of the Lamb.
THE lord's supper.
233. c. M.
1 COME, Saviour, let thy tokens prove,
Fitted by heavenly art, As channels to convey thy love To every faithful heart.
2 The living bread, sent down from heaven,
In us vouchsafe to be ; Thy flesh for all the world is given, And all may live by thee.
3 Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow,
And let us drink thy blood. Till all our souls are filled below With all the life of God.
4 Determined nothing- else to know
But Jesus crucified, I will not from my Jesus go, Or leave his wounded side.
234. (^- M.
1 THE blest memorials of thy grief,
Thy suff'rings and thy death, We come, dear Saviour, to receive ; But would receive with faith.
2 The tokens sent us to relieve
Our spirits, when they droop, We come, dear Saviour, to receive ; But would receive with hope.
3 The pledges thou wast pleased to leave,
Our mournful minds to move. We come, dear Saviour, to receive ; But would receive with love.
4 Here, in obedience to thy word,
We take the bread and wine ; The utmost we can do, dear Lord, For all beyond is thine. 10
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5 Increase our faith, and hope, and love ; Lord, give us every good : We would thy full salvation prove, And share thy flesh and blood.
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1 MEETING in the Saviour's name,
Breaking bread by his command, To the world we thus proclaim
On what ground we hope to stand, When the Lord shall come with clouds, Joined by heaven's exulting crowds.
2 Sing we then of him who died ;
Sing of him who rose again : By him we are justified,
And with him we hope to reign ; Soon we hope to see our Lord, And to share his bright reward.
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1 JESUS invites his saints
To meet around his board ; Here pardoned sinners meet and hold Communion with their Lord.
2 Here we survey that love
Which spoke in every breath, Which crowned each action of his life And triumphed in his death.
3 Here let our powers unite,
His glorious name to raise : And holy joy fill every mind, And every voice be praise.
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1 WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above ;
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His heart o'erflows with tenderness, And yearns with faithful love.
2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same.
3 He, in the days of feeble flesh,
Poured out his cries and tears, And still, in glory, feels afresh What every member bears.
4 He '11 never quench the smoking flax.
But raise it to a flame ; The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name.
6 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power ; We shall obtain delivering grace In each distressing hour.
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* 1 '' STRICKEN, smitten, and afflicted," See him dying on the tree ! 'T is the Christ by mxan rejected ! Yes, my soul, 'tis he ! 'tis he ! Mark the sacrifice appointed I
See who bears the awful load ! 'Tis the Word, the Lord's anointed, Son of man, and Son of God.
2 Here we have a firm foundation ;
Here 's the refuge of the lost : Christ, the rock of our salvation.
Is the name of which we boast : Lamb of God, for sinners wounded,
Sacrifice to cancel guilt, None shall ever be confounded
Who on thee their hone have built.
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* 1 THE day approacheth, O my soul, The great, decisive day, Which from the bounds of mortal life Shall bear thee far away.
2 Another day, more awful, dawns,
And lo ! the Judge appears !
Ye heavens, retire before his face,
And sink, ye darkened stars.
3 Yet does one short preparing hour
Of precious life remain ; Awake, my soul, with all thy power, Nor let it pass in vain.
4 For this, thy temple, Lord, we throng;
For this the board surround ; There may our service be approved, And with thy presence crowned.
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S. M. WITH Jesus in our midst
We gather round the board ; Though many, we are one in Christ,
One body in the I^ord.
Our sins were laid on him
When bruised on Calvary ; For us he died and rose again,
A pledge of victory. Faith eats the bread of life,
And drinks the living wine ; Thus we, in love together knit,
On Jesus' breast recline.
Soon shall the night be gone, And we with Jesus reign ;
The marriage supper of the Lamb Shall banish every pain.
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THE LORD'S DAY.
241. L. M.
1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ! To show thy love by morning- light,
And talk of all thy truth by night.
2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ;
No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; O may my harp in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound !
3 When grace has purified my heart, Then I shall share a glorious part ; And fresh supplies of joy are shed. Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desired or wished below ;
And every hour find sweet employ, In that eternal world of joy.
U%. ^'' M.
1 MAY I, throughout this day of thine,
Be in thy spirit, Lord ; Spirit of humble fear divine, That trembles at thy word.
2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise.
And fix on things above ; Spirit of sacrifice and praise, Of holiness and love.
243. s. M.
1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest. That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast. And these rejoicing eyes !
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2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
3 One day in such a place,
Where thou, my God, art seen, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin.
4 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss.
244. L. M.
1 RETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest ; Improve the day that God has blest ; Another six days' work is done, Another Sabbath is begun.
2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; Provides a blest foretaste of heaven,
On this day more than all the seven.
3 0 that our thoughts and thanks may rise
As grateful incense to the skies ;
And draw from Christ that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows.
4 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the best pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains.
1 LORD of the Sabbath, hear us pray, In tliis thy house, on this thy day ; Accept, as grateful sacrifice. The songs which from thy temple rise.
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2 Now met to pray and bless thy name, Whose mercies flow each day the same, Whose kind compassions never cease, We seek instruction, pardon, peace.
3 We love thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord : A nobler rest thou wilt afford ;
O that we might that rest attain From sin, from sorrow, and from pain !
4 In thy blest kingdom we shall be From every mortal trouble free ;
No sighs shall mingle with the songs Resounding from immortal tongues.
246. L. M. .,,0
1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made ;
He calls the hours his own ; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad. And praise surround the throne.
2 To-day he rose and left the dead.
And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints his triumphs spread. And all his wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to th' anointed King,
To David's holy Son ; Help us, O Lord ! Descend and bring Salvation from thy throne.
4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace — Who comes, in God his Father's name, To save our sinful race.
Hosanna, in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ;
But m the kingdom where he reigns He shall have nobler praise.
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7s. M. ERE another Sabbath's close, Ere again we seek repose, Lord, our song ascends to thee, At thy feet we bow the knee.
2 For the mercies of the day, For this rest upon our way,- Thanks to thee alone be given. Lord of earth and King of heaven.
3 Whilst this thorny path we tread, May thy love our footsteps lead ; When our journey here is past. May we rest with thee at last.
248. L. M.
1 LORD, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee !
At once they sing, at once they pray ; They hear of heaven, and learn the way.
2 I have been there, and still would go ; 'T is like a little heaven below ;
Not all that careless sinnei-s say Shall tempt me to forget this day.
3 O write upon my memory, Lord, The texts and doctrines of thy word ; That I may feel their saving power. And learn to love thee more and more.
4 With thoughts of Christ and things divine Fill up this foolish heart of mine ;
That, finding pardon through his blood, I may lie down and wake with God.
249. c. M.
1 WHEN the worn spirit wants repose, . And sighs her God to seek, How sweet to hail the evening's close That ends the weary week !
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2 How sweet to hail the early dawn
That opens on the sight, When first that soul-reviving mom Beams its new rays of light !
3 Blest day ! thine hours too soon will cease :
Yet, while they gently roll, Breathe, Heavenly Spirit, source of peace, A sabbath o'er my soul !
4 When will my pilgrimage be done,
The world's long week be o'er — That sabbath dawn which needs no sun, That day which fades no more 1
250. • H. M.
1 AWAKE, ye saints, awake, And hail the sacred day ! In loftiest songs of praise Your joyful homage pay ; Come bless the day The type of heaven's
That God hath blest,
Eternal rest.
2 On this auspicious morn The Lord of life arose. And burst the bars of death. And vanquished all our foes ;
And now he pleads Our cause above,
And reaps the fruit Of all his love.
3 All hail ! triumphant Lord ! Heaven with hosannas rings ; And earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings ;
Worthy the Lamb, That once war slain,
Through endless years To live and reign.
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SUNDAY SCHOOLS.
251. c. M.
1 GREAT God, the guardian of our youth,
In whom we live and move, Instruct our souls in this great truth, That thou, our God, art love.
2 Our years are few, but thou hast seen
Much evil in our ways ; O turn our hearts, and make them clean, And grant thy pard'ning grace.
3 May we the love of Christ discern ;
Teach us thy holy will ; And let us, through thy Spirit, learn Thy precepts to fulfil.
4 Humble and holy may we be.
Assisted from above ; That, from our actions, all may see That we our Saviour love.
5 Full often have we thee forgot,
Yet still thy blessings prove, That, though we change, thou changest not ; For thou, our God, art love.
252. c. M.
1 FROM the first dawn of infant life
Thy goodness we have shared ; And still we live to sing thy praise. By sovereign mercy spared.
2 To seek thy grace, to do thy will,
O Lord ! our hearts incline ; And o'er the paths of future life Comm.and thv light to shine.
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3 While taught to read the word of truth,
May we the word receive ; And, when we hear of Jesus' name, In that blest name believe.
4 Let not our feet incline to tread
Sin's broad, destructive road ; But trace those holy paths which lead To glory and to God.
253. L. M.
1 LORD, let a few poor children raise To thee a hymn of prayer and praise ; 'T is by thy great compassion we Are taught to love and worship thee.
2 Lord, may our lives with thee begin. Cleansed by our Saviour's blood from sin Not only taught thy truth to know,
But to believe and feel it too.
3 Remember, Lord, we are but dust ; 'T is to thy grace alone we trust ; Do thou instruct and guide us still. That we may ne'er forget thy will.
254. s. M.
1 THE praises of my tongue
I offer to the Lord, That I was taught, and learnt so young-, To read his holy word.
2 Dear Lord, this book of thine
Informs me where to go For grace to pardon all my sin, And make me holy too.
3 O may thy Spirit teach.
And make my heart receive. Those truths which all thy servants preach, And all thv saints believe.
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4 Then shall I praise the Lord, In a more cheerful strain, That I was taught to read his word, And have not learnt in vain.
255. s ^ ^«- M.
1 THE Sabbath day is come again,
The best of all the seven ; And we are met, a happy train, To hear of God and heaven.
2 Lord, send thy grace into our hearts,
And through the day be near us, And make us all fulfil our parts, With thee to help and hear us.
3 Keep down each vain and sinful thought,
Correct our whole behavior ; And make us thankful to be taught ; And lead us to our Saviour.
256. c. M.
1 WHEN daily I kneel down to pray,
As I am taught to do, God does not care for what I say,
Unless I feel it too.
2 Yet foolish thoughts my heart beguile,
And while I pray and sing, I 'm often thinking all the while About some other thing.
3 Some idle play, or childish toy,
Can send my thoughts abroad ; When this should be my chiefest joy. To love and seek the Lord.
4 0 let me never, never dare
To act a trifler's part ; Or think that God will hear a prayer That comes not from the heart.
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5 But if I make his word my choice,