Imatges de pÓgina

Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet:

Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount.-I'm fix'dupon it

Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer,

Hither by thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,

Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,

Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,

Interpos’d with precious blood. 3 O! to grace how great a debtor,

Daily I'm constrain'd to be! Let that grace now, like a fetter,

Bind my wand'ring heart to thee: Prone to wander, Lord! I feel it

Prone to leave the God I love Here's my heart-o take and seal it;

Seal it from thy courts above.


HYMN 47. C. M. Hymn Second. [*]

Light shining out of darkness. 1 God moves in a mysterious way,

His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines,

Of never failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,

And works his sov'reign will.
3 Ye fearful saints! fresh courage take,

The clouds ye so much dread,
Are big with inercy, and shall break

With blessings on your head.
4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,

But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence,

He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a better taste,

But sweet will be the flow'r. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.


HYMN 48. L. M. Pilesgrove. [*]

Meeting of Christian Friends,
1 Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake,
A hearty welcome here receive;
May we together now partake
The joys which only he can give.
2 To you and us by grace is giv'n,
To know the Saviour's precious name;
And shortly we shall meet in heav'n,
Our hope, our way, our end the same.
3 May he by whose kind care we meet,
Send his good Spirit from above;
Make our communications sweet,
And cause our hearts to burn with love.
4 Forgotten be each earthly theme,
When Christians see each other thus;
We only wish to speak of Him,
Who lived and died-and reigns

for us. 5 We'll talk of all he did and said, And suffer'd for us here below; The path he mark'd for us to tread, And what he's doing for us now. 6 Thus as the moments pass away, We'll love, and wonder, and adore; And hasten on the glorious day, When we shall meet to part no more. NEWTON.

HYMN 49. S. M. Shirland. [*]

Parting of Christian Friends. 1 Blest be the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds

Is like to that above.
2 Before our Father's throne,

We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,

Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes,

Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows

The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part,

It gives us in ward pain;
But we shall still be join'd in heart,

And hope to meet again.

5 This glorious hope revives

Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives,

And longs to see the day;
6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,

And sin we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign,
Through all eternity.


HYMN 50. L. M. Armley. [b *]

Exhortation to prayer. 1 What various hindrances we meet, In coming to a mercy seat! Yet, who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there? 2 Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw; Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 5 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, Success was found on Israel's side; But when through weariness they fail'd, That moment Amalek prevailid. 5 Have you no words? Ah! think again, Words flow apace when you complain; And fill a fellow creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were haif the breath thus vainly spent, To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, “Hear what the Lord hath done for me.” COWPER,

HYMN 51, 7s. Hotham. [*]

Power of Prayer.
1 In themselves as weak as worms,
How can poor believers stand,
When temptations, foes, and storms,
Press them close on every hand?
2 Weak indeed they feel they are,
But they know the throne of grace,
And the God who answers prayer,
Helps them when they seek his face.

3 Though the Lord awhile delay, Succour

they at length obtain; He who taught their hearts to pray, Will not let them seek in vain. 4 Wrestling prayer can wonders do, Bring relief in deepest straits; Prayer can force a passage through Iron bars and brazen gates. NEWTON.

HYMN 30. 88, 7s and 4s. Tamworth. [*]

God, the Pilgrim's Guide.
1 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah!

Pilgrim thro' this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand:

Bread of heaven!
Feed me till I want no more.
2 Open, Lord! the crystal fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,
Lead me all my journey through:

Strong Deliv'rer!
Be thou still my strength and shield.
3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side:

Songs of praises
I will ever give to thee. ROBINSON.

HYMN 53. C. M. Hymn Second. [*]

Walking with God. 1 Oh! for a closer walk with God,

A calm and heavenly frame; And light to shine upon the road,

That leads me to the Lamb. 2 Where is the blessedness I knew,

When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul refreshing view

Of Jesus, and his word? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!

How sweet their mem’ry still! But they have left an aching void,

The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove! return,

Sweet messenger of rest;

I hate the sins that made thee mourn,

And drove thee from my breast.
5 The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be-
Help me to tear it from thy throne,

And worship only thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,

Calm and serene my frame;
And purer light shall mark the road,

That leads me to the Lamb. CowPER.

HYMN 54. C. M. St. Martin's. [*]

Holy Fortitude; or, the Christian Soldier. 1 Am I a soldier of the cross?

A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause?

Or blush to speak his name?
2 Must I be carry'd to the skies,

On flow'ry beds of ease?
Whilst others fought to win the prize,

And sail'd thro’ bloody seas?
3 Are there no foes for me to face?

Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,

To help me on to God?
4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;

Increase my courage, Lord;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,

Supported by thy word.
5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,

Shall conquer, tho' they die;
They view the triumph from afar,

And seize it with their eye.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise,

And all thy armies shine,
In robes of victory thro' the skies--
The glory shall be thine.



HYMN 55. C. M. Mear. [*]

Prayer heard, and Zion restored.
1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice-

Behold the promis'd hour!
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,

And comes t'exalt his pow'r.
? Her dust and ruins that remain,

Are precious in our eyes;

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