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PREFACE
TO THE IMPROVED EDITION.
IT is now a little over eighteen months
since this work was first submitted to the
judgment of the public, and the manner
of its reception has fully met the expecta-
tions of the compiler, both as regards the
opinions of its adaptedness to the wants of
the churches, and the number Vof copies
required to meet the demand.
It was an experiment to, see how far a
Hymn Book, whose arrangement was based
on the natural rise of religious emotions,
instead of the order in which points of
theology have been classified, would meet
the wants of our revival and social meet-
ings, by giving a class of hymns expressive
of the various religious emotions which are
then called into exercise, and in order to
enable the worshipper to find them on the
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PIKE FACE.
spur of the moment From the expres-
siens of approbation received {10111 promi-
nent b1ctl11cn 111 the ministry and others,
from all parts of the country, and especially
from the fact that, wherever it has been
used, it has received the highest commen-
dations, the most ardent anticipations of
its usefulness have been realized.
The previous large editions having been
exhausted, the occasion has been improved
to give the work a thorough revision, to
free it from typographical error; and, at
the suggestion of many br,etl1ren the seem-
ineg sectional title has been dropped, by
substituting that by which it is most gen-
erally known.
‘Vith these remarks, the work is again
submitted to those who love to sing the
songs of Zion, “making melody in their
hearts unto the Lord,” with the sincere
prayer, that the blessing of Him, whose
approbation alone can make it useful, may
ever attend its circulation.
JULY, 1853. S D.
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ORDER OF ARRANGEMENT.
HYMN. PAGE-
l’RAISEs 'I‘O GOD, . . . . . . 1 17
PRAISES TO CHRIST, . . . . . 22 23
THE BIBLE, . . . . . . . . 44 50
THE SABRATH, . . . . . . . 55 58
PRAYER, . . 63 64
PRAYER FOR THE SPIRIT’ s INFLUENCE, 72 72
PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL, . . . 83 79
SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED,. 93 87
THE PENITENT, . . . . . . . 121 109
THE CONVERT, . . . . . . 151 134
BAPTISVI, . . . . . . . 176 157
CHRISTIAN 1‘ELIOWSHIP, . . . 195 171
CHRISTIAN DUTIES AND EXERCISES,. 213 184
SOCIAL AND 1‘A MILY WORSHIP, . . 320 271
LORD S SUPPER, . . . V . . . 385 318
- MISSIONS. . . . . . . . . 398 328
TIME AND ETERNITY. . . . . 411 339
DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION,. . 424 349
JUDGMENT, . . . . . . . . 446 365
HEAVEN, . . . . . . . . . 453 371
DOXOLOGIES,. . . . . . . 383
INDEX.
AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, . .
All hail the power of Jesus’ name, .
Angels, roll the rock away, . . . .
Another six days’ work is done, .
As showers on meadows newly mown,
And canst thou, sinner, slight, . .
Awaked by Sinai’s awful sound, . .
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed, .
A broken heart, my God, my King, .
Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound,
Arise, my soul, arise, . . . . . .
At thy inviting words of love, . . .
At the eleventh hour, 0 Lord, . . .
Am I soldier of the cross, . . . .
Alas' What hourly dangers rise, . .
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
A charge to keep l have, . . .
Awake, our souls, away our fears, .
Almighty Lord 1 before thy throne,
Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat,
Assembled round thine altar, Lord,
And now, my soul, another year, .
Almighty Maker of my frame, . .
And must this body die, . . . .
As vernal flowers that scent the mor
As flows the rapid river, . . .
And will the Judge descend, . .
BEFORE Jehovah’s awful throne, .
Bless, O my soul, the living God, .
Behold the throne of grace, . .
Blow ye the trumpet, blow, . . .
Behold a stranger at the door, . .
Broad is the road that leads to death,
Beside the gospel pool, . . . .
Baptized into our Saviour’s death, .
Beneath the J ordan’s limpid wave,
Blest Saviour. we thy will obey, .
Brother in Christ, and well beloved, .
Blest be the tie that binds, . . . .
Believing souls, of Christ beloved, .
Blest be the deer, uniting love, . .
Blest are the sons of peace,
By cool Siloam’s shady rillé . . , .
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HYM!
Begone, unbelief . . . ' . . . . . . 301
Brethren, While we sojourn here, . . . . 314
Bread of heaven, on thee we feed, . . . . 386
COME, sound his praise abroad, . . . . . 3
Come, thou almighty King, . . . . . . . 4
Come, ye that love the Saviour’s name, . . . 25
Come, let us join our cheerful songs, . . . . 34
Come, Holy Spirit, come, . . . . . ’73
Come, gracious Spi1it, heavenly Doye,‘ . . . 74
Come, Holy Spirit, come, . . . 75
Come, Holy Spirit. hem only Dove, . . - 78
Come, Lord, in mercy come a: rain,
Come, thou soul t1 ansformmg Spi1it,
Come. ye sinners, poor and needy,
Come, 11 any souls “ith sins distressed, .
Come, trembling sinner, in Whose breast,
Come, heart-broken sinner, . . . .
Canst thou, 0 Lord, forgive so soon, .
Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell .
Come, all ye sons of God, and view, . . .
Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb, . . . . 186
Come, Holy Spirit Dove divine, . . . . . 193
Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, . . .
Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, . . . . 199
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Come away to the Skit s, . . . . . . . . 222
Come 11o th: 1t loye the Lord, . . . 241
Come ye diseonsolate, where’er ye languish, . 255
Children of the hem enly King, . . . . 267
Come, t_hou Fount of every blessing, . . 311
Come, dealest Lord, descend and dwell, . . 356
Come, let us lift our joyful ey es, . . . . . 362
Come, let us anew, . . . , . . . 419
Cease here longer to detain me, . . . . 439
Come ye mourners, cease to 1a111guish,. . . 453
Come, let us join our friends above, . . . . 463
DEEP are the wounds which sin has made, . . 112
Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner, draw near, . . 119
Dear Saviour, prostrate at thy feet, . . . 144
Depth of mercy! —ean there be, . . . . 145
Didst thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame, . . . 165
Do not I love thee, O my Lord, . . . . 167
Did Christ o’er sinners weep, . . . - . . 2:231
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Dear refuge of my weary soul, . . . . .
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Hum.
Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness, . 318
Dear Father, to thy mercy -,seat 331
“ Do this,’ and remember the blood that \1 as shed 397
EARLY, my God, without delay, . . . . . 15
Eternal Spirit, God of truth, . . . . . . 77
Enter, Jesus bids thee welcome, . . . . 208.
Encompassed with clouds of distress . . . 293
Eternity is just at hand, . . . . 413
FROM all that dwell below the skies, . . . 26
Father of mercies, in thy word, . . . 47
Frequent the day of God returns, . . . . . 59
First have these lovers of the word, . . . . 197
From whence doth this union arise, . . . . 198
Father, whate’ er of earthly bliss, . . . . 227
Farewell to my home, . . . . . 810
Far f1om the 11 01ld O Lord, 1 11110,. . . . 3-12
Father of all, thy ca1e we bless, . . . . . 350
Father, adored in worlds above, . . . .1 . 360
Father divine, thy piercing eye, . . . . . 367
From every stormy wind that blow s, . . . . 375
From Greenland s icy mountains, . . . . . 405
GREAT God, attend, 1111110 Zion sings, . . . 5
God IS the refugc of his saints, . . . . . 48
Gracious Spirit— Lord dix me, . . . . . . 7
Great God, we in thy courts appear, . . . . 178
Gracious Saviour! we adore thee, . . . . . 187
God, my supporter and my hope, . . . . . 214
God moves in a. mysterious way, . . . . . 217
Grace, ’tis a charming sound, . . . . . . 225
Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us. . . . . . 249
Give me the wings of faith to rise, . . . . 285
God forbid that I should glory, . . . . . 294
God of mercy, hear our prayer, . . . . . 341
God of the morning, at Whose voice, . . . . 343
Great God, indulge my humble claim, . . . 351
Glory to thee, my God, this night, . . . . 378
Great God! to thee my evening song, . . . 371
“G0 preach my gospel,” saith the Lord, . . . 403
God of cternitv, irom thee, . 414
HAIL, thou blest morn! see the greati Mediator, 24
Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes, . . 28
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, . . . 31
He dies! -—-the friend of sinners dies, . , . 3
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Hark! ten thousand harps and voices, .
How precious is the book divine, . . . .
Holy Bible! book divine, .
Ilow painfully pleasing the fond recollection,
lIoly Source of consolation, . . . . .
Holy Spirit, from on high, . . . . . .
Hasten, O sinner, to be wise, .
lla1 k, sinner, while God from on high doth entreat 118
Here at thy cross incarnate God, . . . . 24
Have mercy, Lord, on me, . . . 130
Hail, s01 ereign 10111, that first began, .
How lost was my condition, . . . .
How happy’ 5 e1e1y child of g1 ace,
How happy are they 11110 their Saviour obey,
Humble souls, who seek salvation, . .
Here at the early noon of life, . . . .
How blest the sacred tie that binds, . .
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Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds,
[low 0ft have sin and Satan strove,
How tender is thy hand, . . . .
How pleased and blest was I, . . .
How 1 ain are all things here below, .
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Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 269
How pleasant, how di1i11ely fair, . . 272
How tedious and tasteless the hours, . 276
How did my heart rejoice to hear, . . 283
How oft, alas! this wretched heart, . . . .
How charming is the place, . . . . .
How sweet to lea1e the w011d awhile, . . .
How can I sink with such a prop,. . . . .
How sweet the meltinfr lay, . . . . .
How ale thy se1'1 ants blessed, 0 Lord, . . .
How can we see the children, L01d, . . . .
Hail, ye days of solemn meeting, . . . .
Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph, 381
How condescending and how kind, . . . . 3
Here at thy table, Lord, we meet, . . .
How sweet and awful is the place, . .
How beauteous are their feet, . . . .
How short and hasty is our life, , . .
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BYMN.
Hark from the tombs a warning sound, . . . 426
How rest the saints in Christ, who sleep, . . 431
How blest the righteous when he dies, . . . 433
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims, . 438
How sad to return to the home whe1e lighthearted, 444
How swift, alas! the moments fly, . . . 412
How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me, 459
I HEAR the voice of singing, . . . . 19
I’ll praise myl Maker while I’ve breath, . . . 20
I love to steal awhile away, . . . . . 68
I saw One hanging on a tree, . . . . . . 126
In the cross of Christ I glory, . . . . . . 160
In all my Lord’s appointed ways, . . . . . 17 5
I love thy kingdom, Lord, . . . . . . 210
In all my ways, 0 God, . . . . . . . 2'28
l ’m not ashamed to own my Lord, . . . . 236
In duties and in sufferings too, . . . . . 238
1 think not of the starry crown, . . . . 302
I would not have life’s pathway smooth, . . 317
If worldlings ask the reason why, . . . . 320
In thy gieat name, 0 Lord, we come, 323
I love to rise at early day, 8:24
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In this calm impressive hour, . . .
Is this the kind return, . . . .
If human kindness meets return, . .
I would not live always: I ask not to stay,
JOY to the world—the L01d is come, .
Jesus, I love thy charming name, . .
Jesus, who knows full well, . . . .
Indulgent Father, by whose ca1e, . .
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Jesus, thou art the sinner’s friend, . . 141
Jesus, save my dying soul, . . . . . 142
Jesus, lover of my soul, . . . . . . . 143
Just as I am, without one plea, . . . . . 150
Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, . . . . . 151
Jesus, I my cross have taken, . . . . . . 156
Jesus, and shall it ever be, . . . . . . . 163
Jesus, we come at thy command, . . 189
Jesus, I love thy charming name, . . . 275
Jesus shall reign where or the sun, . . . . 406
Jerusalem. my happy home, . . . 456
KINDRFD 1n Christ, for his dear sake, . . 209
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LORD, 1n the morning thou shalt hear, . . . 14
Lord, I have made thy word my choice, . . . 54
Lord, I approach the mercy-seat, . . . . . 70
Look down, 0 Lord, with pitying eye, . . . 91
Let every mortal ear attend, . . . . . . 107
Life is the time to serve the Lord, . . . . 115
L01 on a' narrow neck of land, . . . . . 122
Lord, how secure my conscience was, . . . . 129
Let worldly minds the 11 orld pursue, . . . . 155
Lo! 1111:1t an entertaining1 sight . . . . 206
Lord, 11 e confess our numerous faults, . . . 224
Litrht of those 11 hose dreary d11e11ing, . . . 239
Long; 11:11‘11 we heard the joyful sound, . . . 240
Lord, in thy presence here we meet, . . . 265
Let sinners t: 1110 their eour so, . . . . 270
Lord, what :1 thoughtless 11Ietch was 1,. . . 281
Love di1ine, :111 1010 excelling, . . . . . . 305
Let thy kingdom blessed Saviour, . . . . . 308
Lord, when we 110w hofore thy throne, . . . 313
Lord let my pr ayer like incense rise, . . . . 328
Lord, of the 11orlds ab01e, . . . . . . 346
Lord, I will bless thee all my day s, . . . . 348
L01 d, thou 11 111: hear me when I pray, . . . 355
Lord, we come llefore thee new. . . . . . 361
Lord, (lis111iss 11s with thy Messing, . . . 377
Lord, when we 110w before thy throne, . . . 379
Lord, at thy table 1 behold, . . . . . . 389
Life is :1 span— :1. fleeting hour, . . . . . 427
Le! he comes, 11 it -1 clouds descending, . . . 4-18
MY soul repent his pr:1ise, . . . . 2
My soul shall p1 11w thee, O my God, . . . 8
My God, my Kine, tl1v1 1:11'io11s praise, . . 18
“Mercy 0 thou Son of Da1icl,”. . . . 140
My soul’s full of glory, 111spi1'ing my tongue, . 157
My soul forsakes her 1 :1in delight, . . . . 159
My God, my portion, and my love, . . . . 161
My faith looks up to thee, . . . . . . . 1.62
Meekly in Jordan‘s holy stream, . . . . 185
My God! the spring of all my joys, . . 21.6
My God, permit me not to be, . . . . . . 235
My soul, be 011 thy gu 11,:1rd . . . . . 245
VIy bark 1s 0n the (111011,. . . 247
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HYMN.
My gracious Lord, I own thy right, . . . 294
My dear Redeemer and my Lord, . . . . 266
My country] ’tis of thee, . . . . . . . 287
Mary to the Saviour’s tomb, . . . . . . 295
My God, my life, my love, . . . . . . 321
My God, how endless is thy love, . . . ._ . 333
My soul, come meditate the day, . . . . . 440
Mother, has the dove that nestled, . . . . 441
NOW is the day of grace, . . . . . . . 99
Now is the accepted time, . . . . . . . 116
Now the Saviour stands a pleading, . . . 117
Now I resolve, with all my heart, . . 154
Not all the blood of beasts, . . . . . . . . 223
Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, . . . 335
Now, from the altar of our hearts, . . . . 368
Now from labor and from care, . . . . . 384
No room for mirth or trifling here, . . . . 423
O PRAISE yc the Lord, prepare a new song, . 17
One there is above all others, . . . . . . 22
Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing, . . . . 33
Oh, for a shout of sacred joy, . . . . . . 40
Oh, welcome the day, . . . . . . . . . 62
0 thou that hearest prayer, . . . . . . . 81
Once, O Lord, thy garden flourished, . . . . 89
O Lord, thy work revive, . . . . . . 90
O Lord, and shall our fainting souls, . . . . 92
Out of the deeps, 0 Lord, we call, . . . . 123
Oh, that my load of sin were gone, . . . . 133
Oh, for that tenderness of heart, . . . . . 147
O Lord, thy tender mercy hears, . . . . 1.49
Oh, happy day, that fixed my choice, . . . . 152
Oh, when shall 1 see Jesus, . . . 171
0 tell me no more of this vain world’s store, . 174
O Lord, and will thy pardoning love, . . . . 177
Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave, . . . 188
Our souls by love together knit, . . . . . 207
Oh, for a closer walk with God, . . . . . 229
O thou whose compassionate care, . . . 233
O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight, 250
Once I thought my mountain strong, . . . . 257
Oh, could I find, f1om day to day, . . . . . 258
O thou, from whom all goodness flows, . . g7]
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Oh, for a heart to praise my God, .
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HYMN.
Oh! for a glance of heavenly day, . . . . 289
O thou that hear’st when sinners cry, . . 291
Our bondage here shall end, by and by, . . 292
Oh, if my soul was formed for woe, . . . . 300
O Lord, my best desires fulfill, . . . . . . 304
Oh, 110w the hearts of those revive, . . . . 306
O thou whose mercy guides my way, . . . . 329
Oh! where shall rest be found, . . . . . 336
Once more, my soul, the rising day, . . . . 338
O Lord, our languid souls inspire, . . . . 340
O Lord, behold 11s at thy feet, . . . . . . 344
0 Lord! I would delight in thee, . . . . . 345
Oh, turn, great Ruler of the skies, . . . . 353
011, that the L01 d would guide my ways, . . 354
O Lor,d anothe1 day is flown, . . . . . 358
O thou who d11est the mourne1’s tear, . . . 37 4
O Lord, we come before thee now, . . . . . 376
Once more before we part, . . . . . . 380
O’er the gloomy hills of darkness, . . . . . 398
On the mountain’s top appearing, . . . . . 401
Our life is like an idle dream, . . . . . . 42':
0 God, my inmost soul convert, . . . . . 446
0h sing to me of heaven, . . . . . . . 455
On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand, . . . . 465
PRAISE to God, the great Creator, . . . 10
Praise ye Jehovah’s name, . . . o . . 12
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, . . . . 3
Prayer is the breath of God in man, . . . . 63
Prayer is the soul’s sineele desire, . . . . 64
Pray er is appointed to convey, . . . . 69
Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, . . 349
REVIVE thy churches, Lord, with grace, . . 83
Retire, ain world, awhile retire, . . . . 84
Return, 0 wanderer, now return, . . . . 103
Repent! the xoice celestial cries, . . . . . 104
Rock of ages,eleftf01 me, . . . . . . 131
Repent, believe, and be baptized, . . . . . 194
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, . . 316
Return, my roving heart, return, . . . . . 37'2
Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is comina‘, . 410
Remember thee, redeeming Lord, . . . . 387
SWEET is the memo1y of thy grace, . . . . 9
Sweet is the work, 0 Lord, . . . . . . . 11
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Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, . . . . 29
SafSly through another week, . . . . . 56 5
Sweet 1s the w01k, my God, my King, . . . 61
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, . . . . . 8:}
Spirit of holiness, descend, . . . . . . t 80 1
Saviour, visit thy plantation, . . . . . 88 3‘
Sovereign grace has power alone, . . . . . 93 ’
Sinners, the voice of God regard, . . . . . 94 r
Stop, poor sinner, stop and think, . . . 108
Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all, . . . . . . 125
Show pity, Lord; 0 Lord, forgive, . . . 127
Sweet the moment, rich in blessing, . . . . 173
Saviour, thy law we love, . . . . . . . 17
So let our lips and lives express, . . . . . 213
Soft and light o’er the soul are now gliding, . 25:5
Sweet was the time when first I felt, . . . . 2,7
Sweet land of rest! for thee I sigh, . . . . 280
Soldiers of Christ, ar,ise . . . . . . 286
Searcher of hearts! from mine erase, . . . . 296
Should storms arise, and daikness 1eign, . . . 319
Saviour, breathe an ex ening blessing . 3:32
Salvation! oh, the joyful sound, . . 40-1
Stoop do“ 11, my thoughts that used to rise, . 429
Sci vant of God, well done, . . . 3-
Shed not a tear 0 er your friend’s early bier, . 435
Sister, thou wast mild and lovely, . . . 437
THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, . . 13
That thou art love, 0 God, I see, . . 21
Thou sweet gliding Kedr,on by thy silver stream, 41
The heavenso declaie thy glory, Lo1d, . . . 45 3.
This is the word of truth and love, . . . . 50 .
This is the field where hidden lies, . . . 51 '
There is a calm and pure delight, . . . . 53
This is the day the Lord hath made, . . . 55
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, . . . 60
The Saviour calls, let evei y ear, . . . . . 98
The Spirit, in 0111 hearts, . . . . . 10!
The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mounta111106
Time 1s earnest, passing by, . . . . . . 109
There is a happy land, . . . . . . . 114 ;
The smitten heait and starting tear, . . . . 146 3'
The great Redeemer we adore, . . . . . . 181 :
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HYMN.
’Tis religion that can give, . . . . . . 226
’Tis my happiness below, . . . . . 243
The Lord' 1s my shepherd, he makes me repose, 251
The Lord is our shepherd our guardian and guide 254
’Tis a point I long to know, . . . . . . 262
The Lord my pasture shall prepare, . . . 263
There is a fountain filled with blood, . . . . 268
The Lord into his garden comes, . . . . . 282
The world may change from old to new, . . 284
To Jesus, the crown of my hope, . . . . . 290
Take up thy cross! the Saviour said, . . . 312
The day is past and gone, . . . . 359
To go fiom home, and with kindred to part, . 382
Though troubles assail, and thick dangers affright 383
This is the feast of heavenly wine, . . . 391
’Twas on that dark, that doleful night, . . . 394
The King of Heaven his table spreads, . . . 396
The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding, . 407
The morning light is breaking, . . . . . 409
Time is winging us away, . . . . . . . 416
Thee we adore, Eternal name, . . . . 42]
The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll on fire, 443
Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore 445
That awful day will surely come, . . . . . ' 47
The last lovely morning. . . 449
The day of wrath, that dieadful day . . . 450
There comesa day, a fearful day, . . . 451
There' is a place where my hopes are stayed, . 457
Though hard the winds are blowing, . . . . 458
There is a land mine eye hath seen, . . . 460
There is an hour of peaceful rest, . . . . 462
There is a land of pure delight, . . . . 464
This world is all a fleeting show, . . . . . 467
UP to the fields where angels lie, . . . . . 234
WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by night, 27
What glory gilds the sacred page, . . . 46
Welcome sweet day of rest, . . . . . 57
What various hindrances we meet, . .
When torn is the bosom by sorrow c: care, . 71
Why will ye waste on trifling cares, . . . .
With tears of anguish I lament, . . . .
Weeping soul, no longer mourn, . . . .
We feel that heaven is now5begun, . .
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When marshaled on the nightly plain,
While in this sacred rite of thine, .
“'ith willing hearts we tread, . . .
With Willing feet into the stream, .
Welcome, thou well beloved of God, .
When languor and disease invade, .
When all thy mercies, O my God, . .
When shall we all meet again, .
When overwhelmed with grief, . .
When I can read my title clear, .
When then, my 1ighteous Judge, shalt com,
With joy we meditate the grace, . . .
Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger,
“'hen, his salvation bringing, . . . .
Why 13 my hcalt so far f10m thee, . .
W'here two 01 three, with sweet accord.
While thee I seek, protecting power,
‘Vhen the wo1n spirit w ants repose,
When any turn f1or11 Zion’s way, . .
What shall I render to my God, . .
When I survey the wondrous cross, .
While now we taste these emblems, Load,
When shall the voice of singing,
Watchman! tell us of the night, . .
While, with ceaseless course, the sun, .
Why should we start and fear to die, .
When at the margin of the stream, . .
Why do we mourn departing friends. . .
What, what IS this that steals upon my frame,
We speak of the realms of the blest, . .
When shall we meet again, . . . .
What is life? ’tis but a vapor, . . . .
YE nations round the eaith, rejoice, . .
Ye tribes of Adam, join, . . .
Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, .
Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have you seen,
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, . .
Ye sons of earth, arise, . . . . .
Ye servants of the Lord, . . . . .
Ye servants of God, . . . . .
Yes my native land, I love thee. . .
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PRAISES TO GOD.
L. M. WA'i'rs
Sovereiyn Goodness.
BEFORE Jehovah’s awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create and he destroy.
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.
We are his people—we his care—
Our souls, and all our mortal frame :
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name '2
We’ll 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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2 S. M. \VATTI
‘ Greatness of God’s [Mercy
1 MY soul: repeat his praise
\V hose niercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
3 High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3 S. M. WATTS
’ ' Wore/zip.
1 Come, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing ;
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.
2 Come, worship at his throne,
Come bow before the Lord;
W e are his work, and not our own,
He formed us by his word.
3 To-(lay attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod ;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
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I COME, thou almighty King,
Help us thy name to sing,
Help us to prsise,
Father all glovinus,
O’er all victorious,
Come, and reign over IL
Ancient of days.
2 Jesus our Lord, arise,
Scatter our enemies,
And make them fall.
Let thine almighty aid,
Our sure defense be made
Our souls on thee be staie.
Lord, hear our call.
3 Come, thou incarnate \‘Vord,
Gird on thy mighty sword;
Our prayer attend ;
Come, and thy people bless,
And give thy word success;
Spirit of holiness,
On us descend.
4 Come, Holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear,
In this glad hour;
Thou, Who almighty art,
New rule in every heart,
And ne’er from us depart,
Spirit of power.
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5 To the great One in Three,
The highest praises be,
Hence ever-more.
His sovereign majesty,
May we in glory see,
And to eternity,
Love and adore.
5 L. M. VVA'I'K‘B,
' Joy of Public Wars/zip.
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, 0 God of grace,
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
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God is our sun—he makes our day;
God is our shield—he guards our way
From all the 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.
5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious host of heaven obey,
Display thy grace, exert thy power,
Till all on earth thy name adore.
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PRAISES TO GOD.
' Praise to our Creator.
1 YE nations round the earth, rejoice
Before the Lord, your sovereign King;
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;
With all your tongues his glory sing.
‘2 The Lord is God; ’tis he alone
Doth life, and breath, and being give;
We are his work, and not our own;
The sheep that on his pastures live.
3 Enter his gates with songs of joy;
With praises to his courts repair;
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honors there.
4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;
Great is his grace, his mercy sure;
And the Whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.
L. M. VVA’I‘TI.
7' Praise for His Goodness.
l BLESS, O my soul, the living God,
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad;
Let all the powers Within me join,
In work and worship so divine.
2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
His favors claim the highest praise :
Why should the wonders he hath wrought,
Be lost in silence and forgot ?
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3 ”Dis he, in; will, that sent his Son,
To die for -,- zinies which thou hast done;
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
; .1 The vices of the mind he heals,
. And cures the pains that nature feels;
‘ Redeeim the soul from hell, and saves
0n: wasting lives from threatening graves.
} 5 ()I‘r youth decayed. his power repairs;
I ‘ H): mercy crowns our growing years:
He ‘ills our store with every good,
AM :ieeds our souls with heavenly food.
6 Ii' sees the oppressor and th: oppressed,
3 M1 often gives the sufferers rest;
I ..c Wlll his Justice more display.
t I the last great rewarding day.
8 C. M. HEGINBOTHAM.
Praise at all Times.
MY soul shall praise thee, O my God,
'l‘hrough all my mortal days,
And in eternity prolong
Thy vast, thy boundless praise.
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Be this my sweet employ 3
Thy praise refines my earthly bliss,
And heightens all my joy.
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2 Afflict my throbbing breast,
3* My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise,
I And lull each pain to rest.
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4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
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My life 111th all its active powers,
Shall 511103.11 thy 111a1se abroad.
And when these lips shall cease to move,
When death shell close these eyes,
My soul shall then, to nobler heights
Of joy and transport rise.
' My po1ve1s 5112111 then in lofty strains,
"l‘hei1 grateful tiibute pay;
The theme demands an "11111el s tongue
A11 eveilasting day.
C. M. WATTS.
God’s Goodness.
SWEET 13 the 111emor1 of thy giaee,
My God, 1111' heavenly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness
ln songs of glory sing.
God reipns on hieh but ne’e1 confines
His 1100Ll11ess to the skies;
Th1ough all the ealth his b0i1nt1 shines,
Aurl evel1r went supplies.
Hon kind me thy compassions. Lord 1
How slou thine ange1 moves '
But soon he sends his p111 donnw word,
To cheer the souls he loves.
S11 eet is the memo1 1’ of thv grace,
\11 God 11111 heavenly King;
Let we to one thy 1ighteousness
In son1rs 051 11-10111 sing.
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1 Praise to God, the great Creator,
Praise to God from every tongue;
Join, my soul, with every creature,
Join the universal song.
2 Father! source of all compassion !
Pure, unbounded grace is thine:
Hail the God of our salvation,
Praise him for his love divine.
3 J oyfully on earth adore him,
Till in heaven our song we raise:
Then enraptured fall before him,
Lost in wonder, love and praise.
4 Praise to God. the great Creator,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
Praise him, every living creature,
Earth and heaven’s united host.
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1 SWEET is the work, 0 Lord,
Thy glorious name to sing,
To praise and pray, to hear thy word,
And grateful offerings bring.
'2 Sweet, at the dawning light,
Thy boundless love to tell;
And, when approach the shades of night,
Still on the theme to dwell.
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3 Sweet, on this day of rest.
To join in heart and voice,
With those who love and serve Thee hast.
And in thy name rejoice.
4 To songs of praise and joy,
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Be every Sabbath given,
Since such shall be our blest employ
Eternally in heaven.
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Praise in film Courts of tile Lord.
PRAISE ye Jehovah’s name;
Praise through his courts proclaim;
Rise and adore;
High o’er the heavens above,
Sound his great acts of love,
While his rich grace we prove,
Vast as his power.
Now let the trumpet raise
’l‘riumphaut sounds of praise:
\Vide as his fame;
There let the harp be found;
Organs, with solemn sound,
Roll your deep notes around,
Filled with his name.
While his high p