HYMN. The following hymn, written by Mrs. Sigourney, was sung at the funeral of the Rev. G. F. Davis, D. D., one of the partners in the compilation of this volume, but will answer for other similar occasions. 1 PASTOR! thou from us art taken 2 Here, where oft thy lip hath taught us 3 Pale and cold we see thee lying, 4 All thy love, and zeal to lead us In our sorrowing hearts do shine. 5 May the conquering faith that cheer'd thee Guide our spirits while we leave thee A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. A CHARGE to keep I have, Again we'll magnify, Ah! how shall fallen man, Ah! what can I, a sinner, do, Ah! guilty sinner, ruined by transgression, Ah! whither shall I go, Aid, O Lord, our youthful voices, All hail the power of Jesus' name, All ye who laugh and sport with death, A mourning class, a vacant seat, Hyd 256 550 219 92 129 141 446 113 127 265 66 473 8 98 200 459 An alien from God, and a stranger to grace, 284 And are we yet alive? And canst thou, then, believe, my soul, And canst thou, sinner, slight, And must I part with all I have? And what am I? my soul, awake, Ascend thy throne almighty King, 326 197 110 246 237 361 226 400 195 394 442 380 114 As when the weary traveller gains, 271 137 130 356 30 309 Awake the song that gave to earth, 480 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 469 Aye, drink a little longer, 490 210 368 Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth, Blessed Saviour, by thy powerful word, BAPTIZED into our Saviour's death, Behold the expected time draw near, Beside the gospel pool, Beyond the glitt'ring, starry sky, Blest be the tie that binds, 250 146 452 73. 398 418 17 121 445. 79. 43 448 38 249 310 Blest Comforter divine, 87. Blest is the man whose soft'ning heart, 517 Brethren, as you have owned, Bright as the sun's meridian blaze, CHECK, at the fountain-head, Blest Lord, when darkness veils the skies, Brethren, while we sojourn here, Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 26. By whom shall Jacob now arise, Children of the heavenly King, Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine, Come let us anew, Come let us join our friends above, Come, thou fount of every blessing, 511 Come, ye converts, come and welcome, Come, welcome this new year of grace, 234 194 213 Come, sinnner, in whose guilty breast, Come, thou almighty King, Come, thou condescending Jesus, Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, 307 Come, ye who know the Saviour's love, DEAR Jesus here comes, and knocks at thy door, Dear Lord, I see in Peter's case, Delay not, delay not-O sinner draw near, 154 165 74 389 537 514 123 281 112 |