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5 Ah, how shall guilty man

Chorus, for the end of each verse. Contend with such a God ?

Glory, honour, praise, and power, None, none can meet him, and escape,

Be unto the Lamb for ever!
But through the Saviour's blood.

Jesus Christ is our Redeemer!
HYMN XIV. L. M.

Hallelujah, praise the Lord !
Job is. 30–33.

HYMN XVII. C. M. THOUGH I should seek to wash me our Redeemer's glorious name 1 clean

1 Awake the sacred song! In water of the driven snow,

O may his love (immortal flame )) My soul would yet its spot retain,

Tune every heart and tongue. And sink in conscious guilt and wo: 2 His love, what mortal thought can 2 The Spirit, in his pow'r divine,

reach! Would cast my vaunting soul to earth, What mortal tongue display! Expose the foulness of its sin,

Imagination's utmost stretch And show the vileness of its worth. In wonder dies away 3 Ah, not like erring men is God, 13 He left his radiant throne on high,

That men to answer him should dare; Left the bright realms of bliss, Condemn'd, and into silence aw'd, And came to earth to bleed and die ! They helpless stand before his bar.

Was ever love like this? 4 There, must a Mediator plead,

4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Who, God and man, may both em- Our bumble thanks to thee, brace

May every heart with rapture say, With God, for man to intercede,

The Saviour died for me." And offer man the purchas'd grace. 15 O may the sweet, the blissful theme 5 And lo! the Son of God is slain

Fill every heart and tongue ; To be this Mediator crown'd:

Till strangers love thy charming name
In Him, my soui, be cleans'd from stain, And join the sacred song.
In Him thy righteousness be found!

HYMN XVIII. III. 3.
HYMN XV. L.M.

SAVIOUR. source of every blessing, ALL-glorious God, what hymns of Tune my heart to grateful lays;

Streams of mercy, never ceasing, praise Shall our transported voices raise !

Call for ceaseless songs of praise. What ardent love and zeal are due, | 2 Teach me some melodious measure, While heaven stands open to our view ! Sung by raptur'd saints above; 2 Once we were fall'n, and O how low !

Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, Just on the brink of endless woe;

While 1 sing redeeming love. When Jesus, from the realms above, 3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger, Borne on the wings of boundless love, Wand'ring from the fold of God; 3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night,

Thou, to save my soul from danger, And spread around his heavenly light!

Didst redeem me with thy blood. By him what wondrous grace is shown 4 By thy hand restord, defended, To souls impoverish'd and undone !

Safe through life thus far I'm come, 4 He shows beyond these mortal shores. Safe, O Lord, when life is ended, A bright inheritance as ours;

Bring me to my heavenly home. Where saints in light our coming wait,

HYMN XIX. C. M.
To share their holy, happy state!

Titus iii. 4 7 .
HYMN XVI. C. M.

M Y grateful soul, for ever praise, SALVATION! O the joyful sound,

For ever love his name, Glad tidings to our ears,

Who turn'd thee from the fatal paths A sov'reign balm for every wound,

Of folly, sin, and shame. A cordial for our fears.

2 Vain and presumptuous is the trust 2 Salvation ! buried once in sin,

Which in our works we place : At hell's dark door we lay;

Salvation from a higher source But now we rise by grace divine,

Flows to our fallen race. And see a heavenly day.

3 "Tis from 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly

the love of God throug

Christ,
The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky

That all our hopes begini

His mercy sav'd our souls from death, Conspire to raise the sound.

And wash'd us from our sin. 4 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb, To Thee the praise belongs :

4 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed, Our hearts shall kindle at thy name,

His sacred fire imparts, Thy narne inspire our songs.

Removes our dross, and love divine

Enkindles in our hearts,

5 Thus rais'd from death, we live anew

HYMN XXIII. S. M. And, justified by grace,

TRACE! 'lis a charmulig sound We hope in glory to appear,

U Harmonious to the ear; And see our Father's face.

Heaven with the echo shall resound, HYMN XX. C. M.

And all the earth shall bear,

2 Grace first contriv'd a way TTOW helpless guilty nature lies, 1 Unconscious of its load!

To save rebellious man, The heart unchang'd can never rise

And all the means that grace display. To happiness and God.

Which drew the wondrous plan. 2 The will perverse, the passions blind,

3 Grace guides my wandering feet In paths of ruin stray:

To tread the heavenly road, Reason debas'd can never find

And new supplies each hour I meet The safe, the narrow way.

While pressing on to God.

4 Grace all the work shall crown 3 Can aught beneath a power divine The stubborn will subdue ?

Through everlasting days; *Tis thine, Almighty Saviour, thine

It lays in heaven the topmost stone, To form the heart anew.

And well deserves the praise. 4 Tis thine the passions to recall,

V. THE CHURCH. And upwards bid them rise ;

HYMN XXIV. S. M. And make the scales of error fall

TJKE Noah's weary dove, From reason's darken'd eyes. .

That soar'd the earth around, 5 To chase the shades of death away, But not a resting place above And bid the sinner live ;

The cheerless waters found; A beam of heaven, a vital ray,

2 O cease, my wand'ring soul, Tis thine alone to give.

On restless wing to roam ; 6 O change these wretched hearts of All the wide world, to either polt, ours,

Has not for thee a home
And give them life divine !
Then shall our passions and our powers,

3 Behold the Ark of God,

Behold the open door ;
Almighty Lord, be thine

Hasten to gain ihat dear abode.
HYMN XXI C. M.

And rove, my soul, no more.
DATHER, to thee my soul I lift,

4 There, safe thou shalt abide, i On thee my hope depends,

There, sweet shall be thy rest, Convinc'd hat every perfect gift

And every longing satisfied, From thee alone descends.

With full salvation blest. 2 Mercy and grace ax thine alone, 5 And, when the waves of ire And pow'r and wisdom to;

Again the earth shall all, Without the Spirit of thy Son

The Ark shall ride the sea of fire We nothing good can do.

Then rest on Zion's hill. 3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought

HYMN XXV. S. M. Our good is all divine ;

! LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The praise of every holy thought

The house of thine abode, And righteous word is thine.

The Church, our blest Redeemer sav'd 4 From thee, through Jesus, we receive With his own precious blood. The pow'r on thee to call,

2 I love thy Church, O God ! In whomwe are, and move, and live i

Her walls before thee stand,
Our God is all in all.

Dear as the apple of thine eye,
HYMN XXII. III. I.

And graven on thy hand.
QING, my soul, his wondrous love. | 3 If e'er to bless thy sons,
D Who, from yon bright throne above, My voice or hands deny,
Ever watchful o'er our race,

These hands let useful skill forsake, Still to man extends his grace.

This voice in silence die. 2 Heav'n and earth by him were made, 14 If e'er my heart forget All is by his sceptre sway'd;

Her welfare, or her wo, What are we that he should show

Let every joy this heart forsake, So much love to us below

And every grief o'erflow. 3 God, the merciful and good,

5 For her my tears shall fall; Bought us with the Saviour's blood,

For her my prayers ascend; And, to make our safety sure,

To her my cares and toils be given, Guides us by his Spirit pure.

Till toils and cares shall end. 4 Sing, my soul, adore his name:

6 Beyond my highest joy Let his glory be thy theme

I prize her heavenly ways, Praise him till he calls thee home,

Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Trust his love for all to come.

Her hymns of love and praise

5 Ah, how shall guilty man

Chorus, for the end of each verse. Contend with such a God ?

Glory, honour, praise, and power, None, none can meet him, and escape,

Be unto the Lamb for ever!
But through the Saviour's blood.

Jesus Christ is our Redeemer !
HYMN XIV. L. M.

Hallelujah, praise the Lord !
Job ix. 30–33.

HYMN XVII. C. M. THOUGH I should seek to wash me 110 our Redeemer's glorious name clean

1 Awake the sacred song! In water of the driven snow,

O may his love immortal flame !) My soul would yet its spot retain,

Tune every heart and tongue. And sink in conscious guilt and wo: 1 2 His love, what mortal thought can 2 The Spirit, in his pow'r divine,

reach ! Would cast my vaunting soul to earth, What mortal tongue display! Expose the foulness of its sin,

Imagination's utmost stretch And show the vileness of its worth. In wonder dies away 3 Ah, not like erring man is God,

3 He left his radiant throne on high, That men to answer him should dare ; Left the bright realms of bliss, Condemn'd, and into silence aw'd, And came to earth to bleed and die !

They helpless stand before his bar. Was ever love like this? 4 There, must a Mediator plead,

4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Who, God and man, may both em Our humble thanks to thee, brace;

May every heart with rapture say, With God, for man to intercede,

The Saviour died for me.” And offer man the purchas'd grace. 15 O may the sweet, the blissful theme 5 And lo! the Son of God is slain

Fill every heart and tongue ; To be this Mediator crown'd:

Till strangers love thy charming name 7n Him, my soui, be cleans'd from stain, And join the sacred song. In Him thy righteousness be found!

HYMN XVIII. III. 3.
HYMN Xv. L. M.

SAVIOUR, source of every blessing, ALL-glorious God, what hymns of

Tune my heart to grateful lays; praise

Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Shall our transported voices raise !

Call for ceaseless sungs of praise. What ardent love and zeal are due, 2 Teach me some melodious measure While heaven stands open to our view ! Sung by raptur'd saints above; 2 Once we were fallin, and O how low !

Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, Just on the brink of endless woe ;

While I sing redeeming love. When Jesus, from the realms above,

13 Thou didst seek me when a stranger, Borne on the wings of boundless love, Wand'ring from the fold of God; 3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night.

Thou, to save my soul from danger, And spread around his heavenly light!

Didst redeem me with thy blood. By him what wondrous grace is shown 4 By thy hand restor'd, defended, To souls impoverish'd and undone! Safe through life thus far I'm come, 4 He shows beyond these mortal shores, sat

Safe, O Lord, when life is ended, A bright inheritance as ours;

Bring me to my heavenly home, Where saints in light our coming wait,

HYMN XIX. C. M.
To share their holy, happy state!

Titus iii. 4-7.
HYMN XVI. c. M.

M Y grateful soul, for ever praise,
SALVATION! O the joyful sound, W For ever love his name,
Glad tidings to our ears,

Who turn'd thee from the fatal paths A soy'reign balm for every wound,

Of folly, sin, and shame. A cordial for our fears.

2 Vain and presumptuous is the trust 2 Salvation ! buried once in sin,

Which in our works we place : At hell's dark door we lay;

Salvation from a higher source But now we rise by grace divine,

Flows to our fallen mace. And see a heavenly day.

3 'Tis from the love of God througa 3 Salvation ! let the ecbo fly

Christ, The spacious earth around;

That all our hopes begin While all the armies of the sky

His mercy sav'd our souls from death, Conspire to raise the sound.

And wash'd us from our sin. 4 Salvation ! 0 thou bleeding Lamb, 4 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed To Thee the praise belongs :

His sacred fire imparts,
Cur hearts shall kindle at thy name, Removes our dross, and love divine
Thy name inspire our songs.

Egkindles in our hearts..

5 Thus rais'd from death, we live anew

HYMN XXJ11. S. M. And, justified by grace,

1 RACE! 'lis a charmnog sound We hope in glory to appear,

Harmonious to the ear; And see our Father's face.

Heaven with the echo shall resound, HYMN XX. C. M.

And all the earth shall bear,

2 Grace first contriv'd a way UTOW helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load !

To save rebellious man,

And all the means that grace display. The heart unchang'd can never rise

Which drew the wondrous plan. To happiness and God. 2 The will perverse, the passions blind,

3 Grace guides my wandering feet

To tread the heavenly road, lo paths of ruin stray : Reason debas'd can never find

And new supplies each hour I meet The safe, the narrow way.

While pressing on to God.

4 Grace all the work shall crown 3 Can aught beneath a power divine The stubborn will subdue ?

Through everlasting days;

It lays in heaven the topmost stone, STis thine, Almighty Saviour, thine

And well deserves the praise. To form the heart anew. 4 Tis thine the passions to recall,

V. THE CHURCH. And upwards bid them rise ;

HYMN XXIV. S. M. And make the scales of error fall

TJKE Noah's weary dove, From reason's darken'd eyes. .

That soar'd the earth around, 5 To chase the shades of death away,

But not a resting place above And bid the sinner live;

The cheerless waters found; A beam of heaven, a vital ray,

2 O cease, my wand ring soul, Tis thine alone to give.

On restless wing to roam ; 6 O change these wretched hearts of all the wide world, to either pole, ours,

Has not for thee a home And give them life divine !

3 Behold the Ark of God, Then shall our passions and our powers,

Behold the open door ;
Almigl.ty Lord, be thine

Hasten to gain ihat dear abode.
HYMN XXI. C. M.

And rove, my soul, no more.
NATHER, to thee my soul I lift, 4 There, safe thou shalt abide,
N On thee my hope depends,

There, sweet shall be thy rest, Convinc'd that every perfect gift

And every longing satisfied, From thee alone descends.

With full salvation blest. 2 Mercy and grace as thine alone,

5 And, when the waves of ire And pow'r and wisdom to;

Again the earth shall 611, Without the Spirit of thy Son

The Ark shall ride the sea of fire We nothing good can do.

Then rest on Zion's hill. 3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought

HYMN XXV. S. M. Our good is all divine ;

I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The praise of every holy thought

The house of thine abode, And righteous word is thine.

The Church, our blest Redeemer say'd 4 From thee, through Jesus, we receive With his own precious blood. The pow'r on thee to call,

2 I love thy Church, God! In whomwe are, and move, and live Her walls before thee stand, Our God is all in all.

Dear as the apple of thine eye,
HYMN XXII. III. I.

And graven on thy hand.
SING, my soul, his wondrous love. 3 If e'er to bless thy sons,
Who, from yon bright throne above,

My voice or hands deny, Ever watchful o'er our race,

These hands let useful skill forsake, Still to man extends his grace.

This voice in silence die. 2 Heav'n and earth by him were made, 4 If e'er my heart forget All is by his sceptre sway'd ;

Her welfare, or her wo, What are we that he should show

Let every joy this heart forsake, So much love to us below?

And every grief o'erflow. 3 God, the merciful and good,

5 For her my tears shall fall; Bought us with the Saviour's blood;

For her my prayers ascend; And, to make our safety sure,

To her my cares and toils be given, Guides us by his Spirit pure.

Till toils and cares shall end. 4 Sing, my soul, adore his name: 6 Beyond my highest joy Let his glory be thy theme

I prize her heavenly ways, Praise him till he calls thee home,

Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Trust his love for all to come.

Her hymns of love and praise

Jesus, thou Friend divine,

I view her mansions, that contain Our Saviour and our King,

The angel host, a beauteous train, Thy hand from every snare and foe

And shine with clondless day. Shall great deliv'rance bring.

3 Thither, from earth's remotest end, 8 Sure as thy truth shall last,

Lo! the redeem'd of God ascend, To Zion shall be given

Borne on immortal wing; The brightest glories earth can yield, There, crown'd with everlasting joy, And brighter bliss of heaven.

In ceaseless hymns their tongues employ HYMN XXVI. C. M.

Before th' Almighty King.

4 The King a seat hath there prepar'd, Hebrews xii. 18, 22-24.

High, on eternal base uprear'd,
N OT to the terrors of the Lord,

For his eternal Son:
I The tempest, fire, and smoke; His palaces with joy abound;
Not to the thunder of that word

His saints, by him with glory crown'd, Which God on Sinai spoke :

Attend and share his throne. 2 But we are come to Zion, hill,

5 Mother of cities ! O'er thy head The city of our God;

Bright peace, with healing wings out. Where milder words declare bis will,

Spread, And spread his love abroad.

For evermore sball dwell: 3 Behold th' nnumerable host

Let me, blest seat! my name behold Of angels cloth d in light!

Among thy citizens enroll'd, Behold the spirits of the just

And bid the world farewell. Whose faith is chang'd to sight

HYMN XXIX. L. M. Behold the bless'd assembly there

Isaiah lii. I, 2. Whose names are writ in heav'n ;

TVRIUMPHANT Zion! lift thy head Hear God, the Judge of all, declare

I From dust, and darkness, and the Their sins, through Christ, forgiv'n.

dead! 5 Angels, and living saints and dead, Though humbled long, awake at length, But one communion make;

And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength All join in Christ, their vital Head, 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And of his love partake.

And let thy excellence be krown:
HYMN XXVII. S. M.

Deck'd in the robes of righteousness, D LEST is the tie that binds

The world thy glories shall confess. D Our hearts in Christian love :

3 No more shall foes unclean invade, The fellowship of kindred minds

And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread; Is like to that above.

No more shall bell's insulting host 2 Before our Father's throne

Their vict'ry and thy sorrows boast. We pour united prayers ;

4 God from on high has heard thy prayer, Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one

His hand thy ruins shall repair: Our comforts and our cares.

Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 9 We share our mutual woes,

To guard thee in eternal peace. Our mutual burdens bear;

V3. FESTIVALS AND FASTS. And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.

THE LORDS DAY. 4 When we at death must part,

HYMN XXX. 11. 4. How keen how deep the pain !

A WAKE, ye saints, a wake, But we shall still be join'd in heart, A And hail this sacred day ; And hope to meet again.

In loftiest songs of praise 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain,

Your joyful homage pay: And sin we shall be free;

Welcome the day that God hath blest, And perfect love and friendship reign The type of heav'n's eternal rest. Throughout eternity.

2 On this auspicious mora HYMN XXVIII. 11, 1.

The Lord of life arose ;

He burst the bars of death,
Psalm cxxii.

And vanquish'd all our foes :
The Church in Glory.

And now he pleads our cause above,
WITH joy shall I behold the day

And reaps the fruits of all his love. VV Thai calls my willing soul away,

3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! To dwell among the blest :

Heav'n with hosannas rings, For lo! my great Redeemer's pow'r And earth, in humbier strains, Untolds the everlasting door,

Thy praise responsive singe. And points me to his rest.

Worthy the Lamb that once was slais, Ev'n now, to my expecting eyes

Through endless years o live and reign. The heav'n-built tow'rs of Salem rise: 14 Great King, gird on thy sword, Their glory I survey i

Ascend thy conquering cars

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