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3 I cannot live without thy light,

12 Rest for my soul I long to find :
Cast out and banish'd from thy sight:

Saviour of all, if mine thou art,
Thine holy joys, my God, restore,

Give me thy meek and lowly mind,
And guard me that I fall no more.

and stamp thine image on my heart. 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sjn, Thy help and comfort still afford;

and fully set my spirit free; And let a wretch come near thy throne, I cannot rest, till pure within, To plead the merits of thy Son.

till I am wholly lost in thee. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God; Is all the sacrifice I bring;

thy light and easy burden prove, The God of grace will ne'er despise

The cross, all staind with hallow'd blood, A broken heart for sacrifice.

the labour of thy dying love. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust,

5 I would; but thou must give the power ; And owns thy dreadful sentence just;

my heart from every sin release ; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And save the soul condemn'd to die.

and fill me with thy perfect peace. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; 6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; nor let thy chariot wheels delay; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,

Appear in my poor heart, appear;
And they shall praise a pardoning God. my God, my Saviour, come away!
80 may thy love inspire my tongue,

HYMN 36.
Salvation shall be all my song ;
And all my powers shall join to bless

The Necessity of Renewing Grace.

TOW helpless guilty nature lies,
The Lord, my strength and righteousness.
HYMN 33.

The heart unchanged can never rise

to happiness and God.
Jer. iii. 22. Hos. xiv. 4.

2 The will perverse, the passions blind,

in paths of ruin stray :
has wander'd from the Lord !
How oft my roving thoughts depart,

Reason debased can never find

the safe, the narrow way. forgetful of his word !

3 Can aught beneath a power divine 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, " Return;"

the stubborn will subdue ? dear Lord, and may I come!

'Tis thine, Almighty Saviour, thine My vile ingratitude I mourn ;

to form the heart anew. O take the wanderer home.

4 'Tis thine the passions to recall, 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive,

and upwards bid them rise;
and bid my crimes remove?

And make the scales of error fall
And shall a pardon'd rebel live

from reason's darken'd eyes.
to speak thy wondrous love?
4 Almighty grace, thy healing power,

15 To chase the shades of death away,

and bid the sinner live!
how glorious, how divine !

A beam of heaven, a vital ray,
That can to life anu bliss restore

'tis thine alone to give.
so vile a heart as mine.

6 O change these wretched hearts of ours, 6 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet,

and give them life divine ! dear Saviour, I adore ;

Then shall our passions and our powers, O keep me at thy sacred feet, and let me rove no more.

1 Almighty Lord, be thine.

HYMN 37.
HYMN 34.

Watchfulness and Prayer. Matt. xxvi. 41.

LAS, what hourly dangers rise !
The Pool of Bethesda. John v. 24.

what snares beset my way!
row long, thou faithful God, shall I To heaven, O let me lift my eyes,

and hourly watch and pray.
When shall the means of healing be

2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, The channels of thy grace to me?

and melt in flowing tears!
2 Sinners on every side step in,

My weak resistance, ah, how vain!
And wash away their pain and sin;

how strong my foes and fears!
But I, an helpless sin-sick soul,

3 O gracious God, in whom I live, Still lie expiring at the pool.

my feeble efforts aid ; 3 Thou covenant-angel,swift come down, Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, To-day thine own appointments crown; though trembling and afraid. Thy power into the means infuse,

4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, And give them now their sacred use.

when foes and fears prevail;
4 Thou seest me lying at the pool,

And bear my fainting spirit up,
I would, thou know'st I would be whole ; or soon my strength will fail.
O let the troubled waters move,
And minister thy healing love.

5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart,

or lure my feet aside,
HYMN 35.

My God, thy powerful aid impart,

my guardian and my guide.
THAT my load of sin were gone! 6 O keep me in thy heavenly way,

and bid the tempter flee; At Jesus' feet to lay it down!

And let me never, never stray to lay my soul at Jesus' feet!

from happiness and thee.


HYMN 38.

Regardless of immortal joys,
The Joys of Heaven.

and strangers to the skies! CON NOME, Lord, and warm each languid heart, 2 These transient scenes will soon decay, inspire each lifeless tongue ;

they fade upon the sight; And let the joys of heaven impart their influence to our song:

And quickly will their brightest day

be lost in endless night. 2 Sorrow, and pain, and every care,

3 Their brightest day, alas! how vain! and discord there shall cease;

with conscious sighs we own; And perfect joy, and love sincere,

While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain, adorn the realms of peace.

o'ershade the smiling noon. 3 The soul from sin for ever free, shall mourn its power no more;

4 O could our thoughts and wishes fly

above these gloomy shades, But, clothed in spotless purity,

To those bright worlds beyond the sky, redeeming love adore.

which sorrow ne'er invades! 4 There, on a throne (how dazzling bright!) 5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes, the exalted Saviour shines;

or reason's feeble ray, And beams ineffable delight

In ever blooming prospects rise, on all the heavenly minds,

unconscious of decay. 5 There shall the followers of the Lamb

6 Lord, send a beam of light divine, join in immortal songs;

to guide our upward aim! And endless honours to his name

With one reviving touch of thine employ their tuneful tongues.

our languid hearts inflame. 6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,

7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, our feeble notes inspire;

our ardent wishes rise Till in thy blissful courts above,

To those bright scenes where pleasures spring we join the angelic choir.

immortal in the skies.
HYMN 39.

HYMN 41.
Heavenly Joy on Earth.
we that love the Lord,

The Christian's Confidence. and let our joys be known;

THEN I can read my title clear Join in a song with sweet accord, and thus surround the throne.

I'll bid farewell to every fear, 2 The sorrows of the mind

and wipe my weeping eyes. be banish'd from this place;

2 Should earth against my soul engage, Religion never was design'd

and fiery darts be burld, to make our pleasures less.

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 3 Let those refuse to sing

and face a frowning world. that never knew our God,

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, But favourites of the heavenly King

let storms of sorrow fall; may speak their joys abroad.

So I but safely reach my home, 4 The God that rules on high,

my God, my heaven, my all. and thunders when he please,

4 There I shall bathe my weary soul That rides upon the stormy sky,

in seas of heavenly rest, and manages the seas:

And not a wave of trouble roll 5 This awful God is ours,

across my peaceful breast. our Father and our love;

HYMN 42. He shall send down his heavenly powers

INVITING to carry us above.

Life the Day of Grace and Hope. Eccl. ix. 4-6,10 6 There shall we see his face, and never, never sin ;

LIFE is the time to serve the Lord,

The time t' ensure the great reward; There, from the rivers of his grace

And while the lamp holds out to burn, drink endless pleasures in.

The vilest sinner may return. 7 Yes, and before we rise

2 Life is the hour that God hath given to that immortal state,

To 'scape from hell, and fly to heaven; The thoughts of such amazing bliss

The day of grace, and mortals may should constant joys create.

Secure the blessings of the day. 8 The men of grace have found

3 The living know that they must die; glory begun below:

But all the dead forgotten lie; Celestial fruits on earthly ground,

Their memory and their sense is gone, from faith and hope may grow.

Alike unknowing and unknown. 9 The hill of Sion yields

4 Their hatred and their love is lost, a thousand sacred sweets,

Their envy bury'd in the dust; Before we reach the heavenly fields

They have no share in all that's done or walk the golden streets.

Beneath the circuit of the sun. 10 Then let our songs abound,

5 Then what my thoughts design to do, and every tear be dry;

My hands, with all your might pursue; We're marching through Immanuel's ground, Since no device norwork is found, to fairer worlds on high.

Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. HYMN 40.

6 There are no acts of pardon past Time and Eternity. 2 Cor. iv. 18. In the cold grave to which we haste; TOW long shall earth's alluring toys But darkness, death, and long despair,

Reign in eternal silence there.


HYMN 43.

HYMN 45.

Evening Hymn.
The Goodness of God. Nahum i. 7.

LORY to thee, my God, this night,
TE humble souls, approach your God Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,

Under thy own Almighty wings.
For he is good, supremely good,
and kind are all his ways.

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,

The ills that I this day have done; 2 All nature owns bis guardian care,

That with the world, myself, and thee, in him we live and move;

1, ere I sleep, at peace may be. But nobler benefits declare

3 Teach me to live, that I the wonders of his love.

may dread

The grave as little as my bed; 3 He gave his Son, his only Son,

Teach me to die, that so I may to ransom rebel worms;

Triumphing rise at the last day. 'Tis here he makes his goodness known

4 O may my soul on thee repose, in its diviner forms.

And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close; 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, Sleep, that may me more vigorous make, 'tis here our hope relies;

To serve my God, when I awake.
A safe defence, a peaceful home,

5 When in the night I sleepless lie,
when storms of trouble rise.

My soul with heavenly thoughts supply:
6 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
the souls who trust in thee;

No powers of darkness me molest.
Their humble hope thou wilt reward,
with bliss divinely free.

6 Let my blest guardian, while I sleep,

Close to my bed' his vigils keep; 6 Great God, to thy Almighty love,'

Divine love into me instil,
what honours shall we raise !

Stop all the avenues of ill.
Not all the angelic songs above
can render equal praise.

7 Thought to thought with my soul converse,

Celestial joys to me rehearse;
HYMN 44.

And in my stead, all the night long,
Morning Hymn.

Sing to my God a grateful song.
WAKE, my soul, and with the sun

8 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,
Thy daily course of duty run;

Praise him, all creatures here below;
Shake off dull sloth, and early risé

Praise him above, ye angelic host;

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

HYMN 46.
2 Redeem thy mispent time that's past
Live this day, as if 'twere thy last :

Paraphrase of the 100th Psalm.
To improve thy talents take due care ;
'Gainst the great day thyself prepare.

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;

Know that the Lord is God alone;
3 Let all thy converse be sincere,

He can create, and he destroy.
Thy conscience as the noon-day clear:
Think how the all-seeing God, thy ways,

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, And all thy secret thoughts, surveys.

Made us of clay, and form'd us men;

And when like wandering, sheep we stray'd, 4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,

He brought us to his fold again.
And with the angels bear thy part;

3 We are his people, we his care,
Who all night long unwearied sing
Glory to thee, eternal King.

Our souls, and all our mortal frame;

What lasting honours shall we rear,
5 I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir

Almighty Maker, to thy name?
May your devotion me inspire ;
That I like you my age may spend,

4 We'll croud thy gates with thankful songs, Like you may on my God attend.

High as the heaven our voices raise ;

And earth,with her ten thousand tongues, 6 May I like you in God delight,

Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
Have all day long my God in sight;
Perform like you my Maker's will :

5 Wide as the world is thy command,
0! may I never more do ill.

Vast as eternity thy love;

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 7 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,

When rolling years shall cease to move.
And hast refresh'd me while I slept :

HYMN 47.
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,

Praise to the Redeemer.
I may of endless life partake.

our Redeemer's glorious name 8 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;

awake the sacred song! Scatter my sins as morning dew;

O may his love (immortal flame!) Guard my first spring of thought and will,

tune every heart and longue. And with thyself my spirit fill.

2 His love, what mortal thought can reach' 9 Direct, control, suggest this day,

what mortal tongue display? All I design, or do, or say ;,

Imagination's utmost stretch
That all my powers, with all their might, in wonder dies away.
In thy sole glory may unite.

3 He left his radiant throne on high, 10 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, left the bright realms of bliss, Praise him, all creatures here below;

And came to earth to bleed and die ! Praise him above, ye angelic host;

was ever love like this? Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay

our humble thanks to thee;


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, earth adored,

May every heart with rapture say,

HYMN 51. « The Saviour died for me."

Thine Eyes shall see the King in his Beaty. 6 O may the sweet, the blissful theme

Isaiah xxxiii. 17. fill every heart and tongue;

SH Till strangers love thy charming name,

HOULD nature's charms, to please the ere,

in sweet assemblage join, and join the sacred song.

All nature's charis would droop and die,
HYMN 48.

Jesus, compared with thine.
Communion with Christ.

2 Vain were her fairest beams display'd,

and vain her blooming store; ro Jesus, our exalted Lord,

Her brightness languishes to shade,

her beauty is no more. Fain would our hearts and voices raise A cheerful song of sacred praise.

3 But ah, how far from mortal sight

the Lord of glory dwells ! 2 But all the notes which mortals know,

A veil of interposing night Are weak, and languishing, and low;

his radiant face conceals. Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues.

14 O could my longing spirit rise 3 Yet whilst around his board we meet,

on strong immortal wing,

And reach thy palace in the skies, And worship at his sacred feet;

my Saviour and my King! O let our warm affections move, In glad returns of grateful love.

5 There thousands worship at thy feet

and there (divine employ!) 4 Yes, Lord, we love, and we adore,

The triumphs of thy love repeat,
But long to know and love thee more;
And whilst we taste the bread and wine,

in songs of endless joy. Desire to feed on joys divine.

16 Thy presence beams eternal day

o'er all the blissful place; 6 Let faith our feeble senses aid,

Who would not drop this load of clay, To see thy wondrous love display'd;

and die, to see thy face? Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, Thy dreadful agonizing pains.

HYMN 52. 6 Let humble penitential wo,

The Excellency and Sufficiency of the Scriptures. With painful,pleasing anguish flow;

ATHER of mercies ! in thy word And thy forgiving love impart,

what endless glory shines ! Life, hope and joy to every heart.

For ever be thy name adored
HYMN 49.

for these celestial lines.
The Lord's Day.

2 Here may the wretched sons of want

exhaustless riches find; WELCOME, sweet day of rest, Riches above what earth can grant,


and lasting as the mind. Welcome to this reviving breast,

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, and these rejoicing eyes.

and yields a free repast, 2 The King himself comes near

Sublimer sweets than nature knows to feast bis saints to-day;

invite the longing taste. Here we may sit, and see him here,

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice and love, and praise, and pray.

spreads heavenly peace around; 3 One day amidst the place

And life and everlasting joys where Jesus is within,

attend the blissful sound. Is better than ten thousand days

5 O may these heavenly pages be of pleasure and of sin.

my ever dear delight; 4 My willing soul would stay

And still new beauties may I see, in such a frame as this,

and still increasing light. Till it is call'd to soar away

6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, to everlasting bliss.

be thou for ever near ; HYMN 50.

Teach me to love thy sacred word,

and view my Saviour there. Preparations for religious Worship.

HYMN 53. PAR from my thoughts, vain world, be gone, The Seasons crowned with Goodness. Psalm lxv. U. From Alesh and sense I would be free, ETERN AL Sourceraie ver og er

Well may thy praise our lips employ, And hold communion, Lord, with thee. While in thy temple we appear, 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,

To hail thee sovereign of the year. And kindles with a pure desire,

2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, To see thy grace, to taste thy love,

Thy hand supports and guides the whole : And feel thine influence from above.

The sun is taught by thee to rise, 3 When I can say that God is mine,

And darkness when to veil the skies. When I can see thy glories shine,

3 The flowery spring at thy command, I tread the world beneath my feet,

Perfumes the air, and paints the land ; And all that men call rich and great.

The summer rays with vigour shine 4 Send comfort down from thy right hand,

To raise the corn and cheer the vine. To cheer me in this barren land;

4 Thy hand in autumn richly, pours And in thy temple let me know

Through all our coast redundant stores; "The joys that from thy presence flow. And winters, soften'd by thy care,

No more the face of horror wear.


5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days 8 Still the orphan and the stranger, Demand successive songs of praise ;

still the widow owns thy care, And be the grateful homage paid,

Screen'd by thee in every danger, With morning light and evening shade.

heard by thee in every prayer. 6 Here in thy house let incense rise,

Hallelujah. Amen. And circling sabbaths bless our eyes,

HYMN 56. Till to those lofty heights we soar,

At the Ordination or Institution of a Minister. Where days and years revolve no more.

FATHER of mercies! in thy house
HYMN 54.

We pay our homage and our vows;
A Funeral Thought.

Whilst with a grateful heart we share ARK! from the tombs, a mournful sound, These pledges of our Saviour's care. my ears attend the cry;

2 The Saviour, when to heaven he rose, “ Ye living men, come view the ground In splendid triumph o'er bis foes, “ where you must shortly lie.

Scatter'd his gifts on men below, 2“ Princes, this clay must be your bed,

And wide his royal bounties flow. " in spite of all your towers !

3 Hence sprang the Apostle's honour'd name, « The tall, the wise, the reverend bead Sacred beyond heroic fame; “ must lie as low as ours."

Hence dictates the prophetic sage, 3 Great God! is this our certain doom?

And hence the evangelic page. and are we still secure ?

4 In lower forms, to bless our eyes, Still walking downward to the tomb;

Pastors from hence and Teachers rise ; and yet prepare no more?

Who, though with feebler rays they shine, 4 Grant us the power of quickening grace,

Still mark a long extended líne. to fit our souls to Ay;

6 From Christ their varied gifts derive, Then, when we drop this dying flesh, And, fed by him, their graces live; we'll rise above the sky.

Whilst, guarded by his potent hand,
HYMN 65.

Amidst the rage of hell they stand.
A Charity Hymn.

6 So shall the bright succession run, ORD of life, all praise excelling,

Through all the courses of the sun ;

Whilst unborn churches, by their care, Deign'st to make thy humble dwelling

Shall rise and flourish large and fair. with the poor of humble mind.

7 Jesus our Lord, their hearts shall know 2 As thy love, through all creation,

The spring whence all these blessings flow; beams like thy diffusive light;

Pastors and people shout his praise, So the scorn'd and humble station

Through the long round of endless days. shrinks before thine equal sight.

HYMN 57. 3 Thus thy care, for all providing,

Prayer for Ministers. * warm'd thy faithful prophet's tongue;

ATHER of mercies! bow thine ear, Who, the lot of all deciding, to thy chosen Israel sung:

We plead for those who plead for thee, 4 When thine harvest yields thee pleasure

Successful pleaders may they be! thou the golden sheaf shalt bind;

2 How great their work, how vast their charge! To the poor belongs the treasure

Do thou their ansious souls enlarge; of the scatter'd ears behind.

Their best acquirements are our gain,

We share the blessings they obtain.
These thy God ordains to bless

3 Clothe, then, with energy divine
The widow and the fatherless.

Their words, and let those words be thine ; 6 When thine olive plants increasing,

To them thy sacred truth reveal, pour their plenty o'er thy plain,

Suppress their fear, infame their zeal. Grateful thou shall take the blessing, 4 Teach them to sow the precious seed, but not search the bow again.

Teach them thy chosen flock to feed; Chorus. These, &c. Teach them immortal souls to gain6 When thy favour'd vintage flowing,

Souls that will well reward their pain. gladdens ihy autumnal scene,

5 Let thronging multitudes around, Own the bounteous hand bestowing,

Hear from their lips the joyful sound; but thy vines the poor shall glean.

In humble strains thy grace implore, Chorus. These, &c And feel thy new creating power. 7 Still we read thy word declaring

6 Let sinners break their massy chains, mercy, Lord, thine own decree;

Distressed souls forget their pains ; Mercy, every sorrow sharing,

Let light through distant realms be spread, warms the heart resembling thee.

And Zion rear her drooping head.

1 Whenever the Hymas are used at the celebration of divine service, a certain portion or portions of the Psalms

of David in metre shall also be sung.



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