Note, The Letters, a, b, c, denote the Ift, IId, or IIId Book: The Figures direct to the Hymn. SEVIRE A
Alas, and did my Saviour bleed-b
All glory to thy wond'rous Name
All mortal Vanities be gone
And are we Wretches yet alive
And must this Body die
And now the Scales have left mine Eyes b
Arife, my Soul, my joyful Powers -
At thy Command, our deareft Lord
Attend while God's exalted Son
Awake, my Heart, arife, my Tongue -
Awake, our Souls, away our Fears.
Away from every mortal Care -
Backward with humbleShame we look a 57 Begin,myTongue, fomeheav'nly Themeb69 a 131
Behold how Sinners difagree
Behold the Blind their Sight receive - b 137
Behold the Glories of the Lamb
Behold the Grace appears
Behold the Potter and the Clay
Behold the Rofe of Sharon here
Behold the Woman's promis'd Seed
Behold the Wretch whofe Luft and Wine a 123
Behold what wond'rous Grace
Blefs'd be the everlasting God
Blefs'd be the Father and his Love -
Blefs'd is the Man whofe cautious Feet a 3
Blefs'dMorning whofe young dawning Raysb72
Blefs'd with the Joys of Innocence
Blood has a Voice to pierce the Skies
Bright King of Glory, dreadful God
Broad is the Road that leads to Death
Bury'd in Shadows of the Night
But few among the carnal Wife -
AN Creatures to Perfection find
Chrift and his Crofs is all our Theme
Come, all harmonious Tongues
Come, dearest Lord, defcend and dwell a 135
Come, happy Souls, approach your God b
Come hither, all ye weary, Souls
Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove-
Come, let us join a joyful Tune
Come, let us join our cheerful Songs
Come, let us lift our joyful Eyes
Come, let us lift our Voices high-
Come, we that love the Lord-
Daughters of Sion, come, behold - a
Dear Lord, behold our fore Diftrefs 6
Deareft of all the Names above –
Death cannot make our Souls afraid
Death may diffolve my Body now
Death! 'tis a melancholy Day
Deceiv'd by fubtil Snares of Hell -
Deep in the Duft before thy Throne
Defcend from Heav'n, immortal Dove
Do we not know that folemn Word
Down headlong from their native Skies b 96
Dread Sov'reign, let my Ev'ning Song b 7
RE the blueHeav'ns were ftretch'd abroada2 Eternal Sovereign of the Sky Eternal-Spirit, we confefs
AITH is the brighteft Evidence - @ 120 Far from my Thoughtsvain Worldbegonebr5 Father, I long, I faint, to fee
Father, we wait to feel thy Grace -
Firm and unmov'd are they
Firm as the Earth thy Gospel ftands - a 138 From Heav'n the finning Angels fell - b 97 From thee, my God, my Joys fhall rife b
ENTILES by Nature, we belong @ 114 Give me the Wings of Faith to rise b 140 Give to the Father Praise
Glory to God the Trinity
Glory to God that walks the Sky
Glory to God the Father's Name
God is a Spirit just and wise
God of the Morning, at whofe Voice
God of the Seas, thy thund'ring Voice b
God, the eternal awful Name -
God, who in various Methods told -
Go preach my Gofpel, faith the Lord
Go worship at Immanuel's Feet
Great God, how infinite are thou-
Great God, I own thy Sentence juft
Great God, thy Glories fhall employ - b. 167
Great God to what a glorious Height 6 112
Great King of Glory and of Grace -b 159
Great was the Day, the Joy was great 6 144
HADI the Tongues of Greeks and Jewsa 134
Happy theChurch, thou facred Place b 64
Happy the Heart where Graces reign-b 38
Hark! from the Tombs a doleful Sound b 63
Hark! the Redeemer from on High a 70
Hear what the Voice from Heav'n proclaimsa 18
Hence from my Soul fad Thoughts be gone b 73
Here at thy Crofs, my dying God
High as the Heav'ns above the Ground b 115
High on a Hill of dazzling Light -
Honour to Thee, Almighty Three-
Hofanna, &c. -
Hofanna to our conquering King
Hofanna to the Prince of Light
Hofanna to the Royal Son -
Hofanna with a cheerful Sound
How are thy Glories here difplay'd - c 25
How beauteous are their Feet
How can I fink with such a Prop
How condefcending and how kind
How full of Anguifh is the Thought-b 100
How heavy is the Night-
How honourable is the Place
How large the Promife, how divine
How oft have Sin and Satan ftrove-
How rich are thy Provifions, Lord
How fad our State by Nature is
How fhall I praife th'Eternal God
! How short and hafty is our Life
BOOK HY. How fhould the Sons of Adam's Race - a hould the Son How ftrong thine Arm is, mighty God a 49 How fweet and awful is the Place - C 13 How vain are all Things here below - b 48 How wondrous great, how glorious bright b 87
Cannot bear thine abfence, Lord
I give immortal Praife
I hate the Tempter and his Charms
I lift my Banner, faith the Lord
I love the Windows of thy Grace -
I'm not afham'd to own my Lord
I fend the Joys of Earth away
I fing my Saviour's wond'rous Death
Jehovah fpeaks, let Ifr'el hear -
Jehovah reigns, his Throne is high-b 168
Jefus, in thee our Eyes behold -
Jefus invites his Saints
Jefus is gone above the Skies
Jefus, the Man of conftant Grief-
Jefus, we blefs thy Father's Name -
Jefus, we bow before thy Feet -
Jefus, with all thy Saints above
In Gabriel's Hand a mighty Stone -
In thine own Ways, O God of Love - a 30
In vain the wealthy Mortals toil
In vain we lavifh out our Lives
Infinite Grief! amazing Woe-
Join all the glorious Names
Join all the Names of Love and Power a 149 Is this the kind Return
Kind is the Speech of Christ our Lord a 73
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