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5 Drawn by thy quickening grace, 018 No more alarms from ghostly foes,
Lord,
No cares to break the long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
9 0, long expected year! begin;
Dawn on this world of woe and sin;
Fain would we leave this weary road,
To sleep in death, and rest with God.
HYMN XIII.

In countless numbers let them come,
And gather from their Father's board,
The bread that lives beyond the tomb!
6 Nor let thy spreading Gospel rest,
Till thro' the world thy truth has run,
Till with this bread all men be blest
Who see the light, or feel the sun!
HYMN XI.

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For the same.

The Christian's Hope.

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HEN, rising from the bed of death,

ND are we now brought near to God, Derwhelm'd with guilt and fear,

Who once at distance stood?

And, to affect this glorious change,
Did Jesus shed his blood?

20 for a song of ardent praise,
To bear our souls above!
What should allay our lively hope,
Or damp our flaming love!

S Then let us join the heavenly choirs,
To praise our heavenly King!

O may that love which spread this board,]
Inspire us while we sing-
4Glory to God in highest strains,

And to the earth be peace;

'Good-will from heaven to men is come; And let it never cease!'

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I see my Maker face to face;
O how shall I appear!

2 If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,

My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought;

3

When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed

In Majesty severe,

And sit in judgment on my soul;
O how shall I appear!

4 But thou hast told the troubled mind,
Who does her sins lament,

The timely tribute of her tears
Shall endless woe prevent.

5 Then see the sorrow of my heart,
E'er yet it be too late;
And hear my Saviour's dying groans,
To give these sorrows weight.
6 For never shall my soul despair
Her pardon to procure,

Who knows thy only Son has died,
To make her pardon sure.

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7 Great God! with wonder and with
praise

On all thy works I look ;
But still thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brighter in thy book.

8 The stars, that in their courses roll,-
Have much instruction given;
But thy good word informs my soul
How I may soar to heaven.

9 The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord;
But fruits of life and glory grow

In thy most holy word.

10 Here are my choicest treasures hid,
Here my best comfort lies,
Here my desires are satisfy'd,

And here my hopes arise.

11 Lord, make me understand thy law,
Show what my faults have been;
And from thy Gospel let me draw
Pardon for all my sin.

12 Here would I learn how Christ has
died

To save my soul from hell;
Not all the books on earth beside
Such heavenly wonders tell.

13 Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight,
By day to read these wonders o'er,
And meditate by night.

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HYMN XIV.

On Gratitude to God.

THEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise! 20 how shall words with equal warmth The gratitude declare, That glows within my ravish'd heart! But thou canst read it there. 3 Thy providence my life sustain'd, And all my wants redrest, When in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast.

4 To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear,

E'er yet my feeble thoughts had learnt
To form themselves in prayer.
5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestow'd,
Before my infant heart conceived

From whom those comforts flow'd.
6 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe,
And led me up to man.

7 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,

It gently clear'd my way, And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be fear'd than they. 8 When worn with sickness, oft hast

thou

With health renew'd my face; And when in sins and sorrows sunk, Revived my soul with grace.

9 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Has made my cup run o'er; And in a kind and faithful friend

Has doubled all my store. 10 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts

My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,

That tastes those gifts with joy.
11 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

12 When nature fails, and day and night
Divide thy works no more,
My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
Thy mercy shall adore.

13 Through all eternity to thee
A joyful song I'll raise;
For oh! eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise.

HYMN XV.

On the Glory of God in the Starry Hea vens: Being a Translation of Part of the 19th Psalm of David.

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IIE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth; 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn,

And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
5 What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball;
What though no real voice nor sound
Amidst their radiant orbs be found;
6 In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
For ever singing as they shine,
The hand that made us is divine.'

HYMN XVI.

On the Providence of God: taken chiefly from the 23d Psalm of David.

THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; 2 My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend; When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant. 3 To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary wandering steps he leads," Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still: 5 Thy friendly crook shail give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful

shade:

Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray, 6 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crown'd,

And streams shall murmur all around.

HYMN XVII.

For the Mercies of Redemption.

HYMN XX.

Which may be used at Sea or on Lund.
ORD! for the just thou dost provide

ALL-glorious God, what hymns of La Thou art their sure defence

Shall our transported voices raise!
What ardent love and zeal are due,
While heaven stands open to our view!2
2 Once we were fall'n, and O how low!
Just on the brink of endless woe;
When Jesus, from the realms above,
Borne on the wings of boundless love,
S Scatter'd the shades of death and
night,

And spread around his heavenly light!
By him what wondrous grace is shown
To souls impoverish'd and undone!
4 He shows, beyond these mortal shores,
A bright inheritance as ours;
Where saints in light our coming
To share their holy, happy state!
HYMN XVIII.

Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help Omnipotence.

Though they through foreign lands

should roam,

And breathe the tainted air In burning climates, far from home; Yet thou, their God, art there. 3 Thy goodness sweetens every soil, Makes every country please; Thou on the snowy hills dost smile, And smooth'st the rugged seas! 4 When waves on waves, to heaven uprear'd,

Defy'd the pilot's art; wait,When terror in each face appear'd,

For Public Mercies and Deliverances.
ALVATION doth to God belong;
His power and grace shail be our
song;

From him alone all mercies flow;
His arm alone subdues the foe!

And sorrow in each heart;

5 To thee I raised my humble prayer,
To snatch me from the grave!

I found thine ear not slow to hear,
Nor short thine arm to save!

6 Thou gav'st the word-the winds did

cease,

The storms obey'd thy will,
The raging sea was hush'd in peace,
And every wave was still!

2 Then praise this God, who bows his For this my life, in every state,

ear

Propitious to his people's prayer;
And though deliverance he may stay,
Yet answers still in his own day.
30 may this goodness lead our land,
Still saved by thine Almighty hand,
The tribute of its love to bring
To thee, our Saviour and our King;
4 Till every public temple raise
A song of triumph to thy praise;
And every peaceful private home
To thee a temple shall become.
5 Still be it our supreme delight
To walk as in thy glorious sight;
Still in thy precepts and thy fear,
Till life's last hour, to persevere.

HYMN XIX.

On God's Dominion over the Sea.
OD of the seas! thine

A life of praise shall be;

And death, when death shall be my

fate,

Shall join my soul to thee.

HYMN XXI.

Prayer and Hope of Victory.

NOW may the God of grace and

pow'r

Attend his people's humble cry; Defend them in the needful hour, And send deliv'rance from on high. 2 In his salvation is our hope,

And in the name of Israel's God Our troops shall lift their banners up, Our navies spread their flags abroad. 3 Some trust in horses train'd for war, And some of chariots make their boasts;

Our surest expectations are

thee, the Lord heavenly hosts!

G Bids all the rolling awful voice, 4 Then save us, Lord, from slavish fear,

And one soft word of thy command
Can sink them silent in the sand.

2 The smallest fish that swims the seas,
Sportful, to thee a tribute pays;
And largest monsters of the deep,
At thy command, or rage or sleep.
S Thus is thy glorious power adored
Among the watery nations, Lord!
Yet men, who trace the dangerous
waves,

Forget the mighty God who saves!

And let our trust be firm and strong,
Till thy salvation shall appear,

And hymns of peace conclude our song,
HYMN XXII.

For the Use of the Sick.
THEN dangers, woes, or death are
nigh,

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Past mercies teach me where to fly:
Thine arm, Almighty God, can aid,
When sickness grieves, and pains in

vade.

2 To all the various helps of art Kindly thy healing power impart; Bethesda's bath refused to save, Unless an Angel bless'd the wave. 3 All medicines act by thy decree, Receive commission all from thee; And not a plant which spreads the plains, But teems with health, when heaven ordains.

4 Clay and Siloam's t pool, we find, At heaven's command restored the blind;

And Jordan's waters hence were seen
To wash a Syrian leper clean.

5 But grant me nobler favours still,
Grant me to know and do thy will;
Purge my foul soul from every stain,
And save me from eternal pain.
6 Can such a wretch for pardon sue?
My crimes, my crimes arise in view,
Arrest ny trembling tongue in prayer,
And pour the horrors of despair.

7 But thou, regard my contrite sighs,
My tortur'd breast, my streaming eyes;
To me thy boundless love extend,
My God, my Father, and my Friend.
8 These lovely names I ne'er could
plead,

Had not thy Son vouchsafed to bleed;
His blood procures for human race
Admittance to the throne of grace.
9 When sin has shot its poison'd dart,
And conscious guilt corrodes the heart,
His blood is all-sufficient found
To draw the shaft and heal the wound.
10 What arrows pierce so deep as sin?
What venom gives such pain within?
Thou great Physician of the soul,
Rebuke my pangs, and make me whole.
11 0! if I trust thy sov'reign skill,
And bow submissive to thy will,
Sickness and death shall both agree
To bring me, Lord, at last to thee.

HYMN XXIII.

On Recovery from Sickness.

WH

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THEN we are raised from deep distress,

Our God deserves our song;

We take the pattern of our praise
From Hezekiah's tongue.

2 The gates of the devouring grave
Are open'd wide in vain,

If he that holds the keys of death
Command them fast again.

3 When he but speaks the healing word, Then no disease withstands;

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Fevers and plagues obey the Lord, And fly, as he commands.

John, y. 4. John, ix. 7.

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MY God, since thou hast raised me

up,

Restored by thine Almighty power, Thee I'll extol with thankful voice;

With fear before thee I'll rejoice. 2 With troubles worn, with pain oppress'd,

To thee I cry'd, and thou did'st save; Thou did'st support my sinking hopes,

My life did'st rescue from the grave. 3 Wherefore, ye saints, rejoice with me, With me sing praises to the Lord; Call all his goodness to your mind, And all his faithfulness record.

4 His anger is but short; his love,

Which is our life, hath certain stay; Grief may continue for a night,

But joy returns with rising day!
5 Then what I vow'd in my distress,
In happier hours I now will give,
And strive, that in my grateful verse
His praises may for ever live.

6 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The blest and undivided Three,
The one sole Giver of all life,
Glory and praise for ever be.

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But Christ, our ransom, died!

2 Kings, 4 The graves of all his saints he blessi When in the grave he lay;

v. 10. § Isaiah, xxxix. 9, &c.

And rising thence, their hopes he raised
To everlasting day!

5 Then joyfully, while life we have,
To Christ, our life, we'll sing,
Where is thy victory, O grave?
And where, O death, thy sting?

HYMN XXVI.

Christ's Commission to preach the Gospel.
St. Matt. chap. x.

Gosforth ye Heralds, in my pet

Sweetly the Gospel trumpet sound; The glorious Jubilee proclaim,

Where'er the human race is found. 2 The joyful news to all impart,

And teach them where salvation lies; With care bind up the broken heart, And wipe the tears from weeping]

eyes.

8 Be wise as serpents where you go, But harmless as the peaceful dove, And let your heaven-taught conduct show

That ye're commission'd from above. 4 Freely from me ye have received,

Freely, in love, to others give; Thus shall your doctrines be believed, And, by your labours, sinners live.

HYMN XXVII.

The same Commission, from St. Mark, xvi. 15, &c. and from St. Matt. xxviii. 18, &c.

2

3

GO preach my Gospel,' saith the

Lord,

'Bid the whole earth my grace receive; Explain to them my sacred Word, 'Bid them believe, obey, and live! I'll make my great commission known,

And ye shall prove my Gospel true, By all the works that I have done, And all the wonders ye shall do. Go heal the sick, go raise the dead, Go cast out devils in my name; Nor let my Prophets be afraid, "Though Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme.

4 While thus ye follow my commands, 'I'm with you till the world shall end All power is trusted in my hands; 'I can destroy, and can defend.'' 5 He spake, and light shone round his head;

On a bright cloud to heaven he rode: They to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God.

ADDITIONAL HYMNS,

SET FORTH IN GENERAL CONVENTION, 1808.

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The Saviour promised long! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.

? Or him the spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts his sacred fire;

Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire.

3 He comes, the pris❜ners to release,
In satan's bondage held,

The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

4 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray;

And on the eyes oppress'd with night, To pour celestial day.

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