571. T. 22.

WE sing to God, whose tender love Caus'd him to leave his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms below, And save them from eternal woe. 2 On fallen men he cast his eye, In depths of mis'ry saw them lie; Pity'd their state, resolv'd to come, And suffer freely in their room. 3 A mortal body he assum❜d, Groan'd, bled and dy'd, and was entomb'd;

At length, the work thus finished, He rose triumphant from the dead. 4 To heav'n's bright realms he took his flight,

Beyond the reach of mortal sight; There pleads with God for ransom'd

O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My dear Redeemer's praise!
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace.

2 Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
In the poor contrite sinners' ears,

'Tis life, and health, and peace. 3 His grace subdues the pow'r of sin, He sets the pris'ners free; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood avail'd for me.

4 He speaks, and list'ning to his voice
New life the dead receive;
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.

5 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosen'd tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.

573. T. 14.

NOT all the angels of the sky,
Nor happy saints above,
Have greater cause to praise than I
The Saviour's dying love.
2 Had I an angel's heav'nly tongue,
Or seraphs melody,

My theme should be his praise, who hung
Upon the cross for me.

3 For thee he hangs! my soul, rejoice;
For thee, my soul, expires;
Then sing his love with thankful voice,
Sing what his love inspires.

4 Till fleeting time shall have an end,
And shall cease to roll,
years
Due praise shall from his church ascend,
And spread from pole to pole.
5 How sweet the precious gospel sounds

In the believer's ear!

This balsam heals his cank'ring wounds,

And dries each anxious tear. 6. But tears of joy must ever flow For Jesus' wondrous love, And when I leave this world below, I'll sing his praise above. 574. T. 595. AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb! Wake ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue, To praise the Saviour's name! 2 Sing of his dying love,

Sing of his rising pow'r: Sing how he intercedes above For us whose sins he bore.

3 Ye pilgrims on the road

To Zion's city, sing!
Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God,
In Christ, th' eternal King!
4 Soon shall we hear him say,

"Ye blessed children, come !" Soon will he call us hence away,

To our eternal home.

5 There shall our raptur'd tongues
His endless praise proclaim;
And sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.

TO God the only wise,

Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring.

2 'Tis his almighty love,

His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And ev'ry hurtful snare.

3 He will present our souls

Unblemish'd and complete,
Before the glory of his face,
With joys divinely great.
4 Once all the chosen race

Shall meet around the throne,
Shall praise him for his saving grace,
And make his wonders known.
5 To our Redeemer-God,
Wisdom and pow'r belongs,
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And everlasting songs,

WHEN all thy mercies, Lord, to mind we call,

Astonish'd at thy feet we humbly fall. Grant us still in future, thy kind direction,

Till in us all the aim of thy election
Be quite obtain'd.

587. T. 16. NE'ER dejected-unaffected May I walk before thee here; What distresses,-or oppresses, Pouring in thy faithful ear.

588.* T. 580.

WITH ardent longing, at thy feet,
Lord Jesus Christ, I humbly wait,
O lend a gracious ear
Unto my manifold complaints;
I trust thou wilt relieve
my wants,

And deign thy needy child to hear.

2 Grant me an upright simple heart,
A cheerful mind to me impart,
Free from sin's galling load;
O may I of my sinfulness
Always retain a consciousness,

But not serve sin; forbid it, God!

3 Grant me a harmless, dove-like mind, To true humility inclin'd,

Thy will be mine indeed;
O may I labor constantly
Endow'd with spirit's poverty,
From ev'ry hurtful influence freed.
4 In peace with all may
I be found,
Clearly thy gospel-truth propound,
In praying faithful be;

A share in others' welfare take,
The schemes and plots of Satan break,
Fast bound unto thy church and thee.
5 Presence of mind on me bestow,
A readiness O may I show

To execute thy will;
When I enjoy the highest good,
Partaking of thy flesh and blood,
My soul with thy love's ardor fill.
6 May I be serious, childlike too,
In all essentials firm and true;

Give me a trusty ear;

A constant, genuine brother's heart,
To sympathize with ev'ry smart,

And gladly others' burdens bear. 7 In converse make me tractable And mild, in storms invincible,

And never prone to yield;
May I maintain incessantly
A tender fellowship with thee,
From day to day by grace upheld.
8 Thy unction O may I obey,
And tread the pilgrim's rugged way,
Grant I may shun no toil;
In all my senses render me
Well exercis'd, and let me be
Anointed with thy gladd'ning oil.
9 What for myself I thus request,..
That pray I also for the rest

Of those, who cheerfully
Go forth salvation to proclaim
Thro' faith in thy most holy name,

Wherever they are sent by thee. 10 O Father, me with pleasure own The dear-bought purchase of thy Son;

O Spirit, bless thou me,

Guide and protect me as thy child;
Lord Christ, who me hast reconcil'd,
Preserve me thine eternally.