6 Like her with hopes and fears we come,

To touch thee if we may;

Oh! send us not despairing home-
Send none unhealed away.

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HYMN 77. L. M.

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The Lord send Peace.

COWPER.

Armley. [*]

Judg. vi. 24.

ESUS, whose blood so freely streamed
To satisfy the law's demand-

By thee from guilt and wrath redeemed,
Before the Father's face we stand.

-2 To reconcile offending man,
Make Justice drop her angry rod!

e What creature would have formed the plan?
Or who fulfill it, but-a God?

-3 No drop remains of all the curse,
For wretches who deserved the whole;
No arrows, dipped in wrath, to pierce
The guilty, but returning soul.

e 4 Peace, by such means, so dearly bought
What rebel could have hoped to see?
p Peace-by his injured Sovereign wrought
His Sovereign fastened to the tree!

-5 Now, Lord, thy feeble worm prepare;
For strife with earth and hell begins;
Confirm and gird me for the war;
They hate the soul who hates his sins.
e 6 Let them in horrid league agree!
They may assault, they may distress;
o But cannot quench thy love to me,
Nor rob me of the Lord, my peace.

COWPER.

HYMN 78. C. M. Hymn 2d. Sunday. [*]

1

Thankfulness for Providential Goodness,

WHEN all thy mercies, O my God
My rising soul surveys;

o Transported with the view, I'm lost

In wonder, love, and praise.

-2 Thy providence my life sustained,
And all my wants redressed,
When in the silent womb I lay;
Or hung upon the breast.

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

Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned
To form themselves in prayer.

e 4 When in the slippery paths of youth,
With heedless steps I ran,
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o Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.

5 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou With health renewed my face;

e And when in sin and sorrow sunk,

Revived my soul with grace.

• 6 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ;

e Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy, -7 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue;

o And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew.

o 8 Through all eternity-to thee A grateful song I'll raise;

e For Ŏ, eternity's too short, To utter all thy praise.

ADDISON

HYMN 79. C. M.

Swanwick. [*]

Encouragement to trust and love God. Ps. xxxiv.

1 Tin trouble and in joy,

HROUGH all the changing scenes of life

The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.

o 2 Of his deliverance I will boast,
Till all who are distressed,
From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to rest.

o 3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;

Protection he affords to all,

Who make his Name their trust.

-4 O make but trial of his love,-
Experience will decide,

How blest are they, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.

5 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear:

o Make you his service your delight,

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Your wants shall be his care.

HYMN 80. 8 & 7.

TATE.

Love divine. [*]

Grateful Recollection. 1 Sam. vii. 12.
HOME, thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;

COM

Streams of mercy never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

o Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above:
o Praise, the mount,-I'm fixed upon it-
Mount of God's unchanging love.

น

-2 Here I raise my Ebenezer ;

Hither by thine help I'm come; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home.

e Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; o He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed with precious blood

e 3 Oh! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! -Let that grace now, like a fetter,

Bind my wandering heart to thee e Prone to wander, Lord, I feel itProne to leave the God I love

d Here's my heart-O take and seal it; Seal it from thy courts above.

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ROBINSON

HYMN 81. 8s. Consolation. [*]
Excellences of Christ.

HOW shall I my Saviour set forth?

How shall I his beauties declare?

O how shall I speak of his worth,
Or what his chief dignities are?
o His angels can never express,

Nor saints who sit nearest his throne,
How rich are his treasures of grace :-

e No! this is a mystery unknown.

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2 In him all the fulness of God

Forever transcendently shines;

e Though once like a mortal he stood,
To finish his gracious designs.

p Though once he was nailed to the cross,
Vile rebels like me to set free;
-His glory sustained no loss,
g Eternal his kingdom shall be.

-3 His wisdom, his love, and his power,
Seemed then with each other to vie;
e When sinners he stooped to restore,
p Poor sinners condemned to die!
à He laid all his grandeur aside,
And dwelt in a cottage of clay:
Poor sinners he loved, till he died
To wash their pollution away.
-4 O sinner, believe and adore
The Saviour so rich to redeem;
No creature can ever explore
The treasures of goodness in him.
d Come, all ye who see yourselves lost,
And feel yourselves burdened with sin,
Draw near, while with terror you're tossed;
Believe-and your peace shall begin.

5 Now, sinner, attend to his call,
d "Whoso hath an ear let him hear!"
-He promises mercy to all,

Who feel their sad wants, far and near;

o He riches has ever in store,

And treasures that never can waste:

• Here's pardon, here's grace, yea, and more— u Here's glory eternal at last.

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RIPPON'S COL

HYMN 82. L. M. Armley. [*]
All good in CHrist.

HOU only Sovereign of my heart,

T My Refuge, my almighty Friend;

e And can my soul from thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend?
2 Whither, ah! whither shall I go-
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?
Can thus dark world of sin and woe
One glimpse of happiness afford?

-3 Eternal life thy words impart,

On these my fainting spirit lives;
o Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.

-4 Let earth's alluring joys combine;
• While thou art near, in vain they call:
• One smile, one blissful smile of thine,
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.
-5 Thy Name, my inmost powers adore;
o Thou art my life, my joy, my care;
d Depart from thee?-'tis death-'tis more!
'Tis endless ruin-deep despair!

e 6 Low at thy feet my soul would lie;
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
-Still let me live beneath thine eye,
o For life, eternal life is thine.

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HYMN 83. L. M. Leeds. [*]

Temptation; or, Safety in the Storm.

THE

STEELL.

HE billows swell, the winds are high,
Clouds overcast my wintry sky;
Out of the depths to thee I call,

My fears are great, my strength is small.

-20 Lord, the pilot's part perform,

And guide and guard me through the storm!
Defend me from each threatening ill,

d Control the waves-say, "Peace-be still!"

-3 Amidst the roaring of the sea,
My soul still hangs her hopes on thee;
Thy constant love, thy faithful care,
Is all that saves me from despair.

e 4 Dangers of every shape and name
Attend the followers of the Lamb,
Who leave the world's deceitful shore,
And leave it to return no more.

-5 Though tempest-tossed and half a wreck,
My Saviour through the floods I seek;

o Let neither winds, nor stormy rain, Force back my shattered bark again.

COWPER