1. I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high,
At thy command diseases fly;
Who but a God can speak and save
From the dark borders of the grave?
2. Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his,

And tell how large his goodness is;
Let all your powers rejoice, and trace
The wondrous records of his grace.
3. His anger but a moment stays;

His love is life and length of days;
Though grief and tears the night employ,
The morning star restores the joy.

I stretch my hands to God again, And thirst, like parching lands, for rain. 5. For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn: When will thy smiling face return? Shall all my joys on earth remove; And God forever hide his love! 133.

Acceptance through Christ. [Hy. 227.
1. How shall the sons of men appear,
Great God! before thine awful bar!
How may the guilty hope to find
Acceptance with th' eternal mind.
2. Not vows, nor groans, nor broken cries,
Not the most costly sacrifice,
Not infant blood profusely spilt,
Will expiate a sinner's guilt.

3. Thy blood, O Jesus! thine alone,
Hath sovereign virtue to atone :
Here we will rest our only plea,
When we approach, great God! to thee.

1. As when the weary traveler gains The height of some o'erlooking hill, His heart revives, if, cross the plains, He eyes his home though distant still;2. So when the christian pilgrim views,

By faith, his mansion in the skies;
The sight his fainting strength renews,
And wings his speed to reach the prize.
3. "Tis there, he says, I am to dwell,

With Jesus in the realms of day;
Then I shall bid my cares farewell,
And he will wipe my tears away.

1. THE God of love will sure indulge
The flowing tear, the heaving sigh,
When his own children fall around,
When tender friends and kindred die.

2. Yet not one anxious, murmuring thought,
Should with our mourning passions blend,
Nor would our bleeding hearts forget
Th' almighty, ever living Friend.
2. Beneath a numerous train of ills,

Our feeble flesh and heart may fail;
Yet shall our hope in thee, our God,
O'er every gloomy fear prevail.

4. Parent and husband, guard and guide,
Thou art each tender name in one;
On thee we cast our every care
And comfort seck from thee alone.

1. In sleep's serene oblivion laid, I safely passed the silent night; Again I see the breaking shade, I drink again the morning light. 2. New-born, I bless the waking hour,

[Hy. 689.

Once more, with awe, rejoice to be; My conscious soul resumes her power, And springs, my guardian God, to thee. 3. O guide me through the various maze,

My doubtful feet are doomed to tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze When dangers press around my head. 4. A deeper shade will soon impend,

A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress;
Yet then thy strength shall still defend,
Thy goodness still delight to bless.

5. That deeper shade shall break away,
That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes;
Thy light shall give eternal day-
Thy love, the rapture of the skies!

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139.

1. SHOW pity, Lord: O Lord, forgive;
Let a repenting rebel live;
Are not thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner trust in thee?

2. My crimes are great, but don't surpass
The power and glory of thy grace:
Great God, thy nature hath no bound;
So let thy pardoning love be found.

3. O wash my soul from every sin,

And make my guilty conscience clean;
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain mine eyes.

4. My lips with shame my sins confess
Against thy law, against thy grace;
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe,
I am condemned, but thou art clear.

5. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath,
I must pronounce thee just, in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.
6. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word,
Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.

1. FROM deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I raised my cries:

If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2. But thou hast built thy throne of grace, Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. 3. As the benighted pilgrims wait,

And wish and long for breaking day,
So waits my soul before thy gate;

When will my God his face display? 4. My trust is fixed upon thy word,

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain; Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5. Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. 141. Public Worship.

1. AWAY from every mortal care,

[Hy. 16.

Away from earth, our souls retreat; We leave this worthless world afar, Aud wait and worship near thy seat.

1. How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When listening thousands gathered round, And joy and reverence filled the place!

2. From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his followers' way; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unvailing an immortal day.

3. "Come, wanderers, to my Father's home;
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest:"
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come,
Obey thee, love thee, and be blest.
4. Decay, then, tenements of dust;

Pillars of earthly pride, decay:
A nobler mansion waits the just,
And Jesus has prepared the way.

[lly. 262.

146.

1. WHY will ye waste on trifling cares
That life which God's compassion spares,
While in the various range of thought,
The one thing needful is forgot?

2. Shall God invite you from above?
Shall Jesus urge his dying love?
Shall troubled conscience give you pain?
And all these pleas unite in vain?
8. Not so your eyes will always view
Those objects which you now pursue;
Not so will heaven and hell appear,
When death's decisive hour is near.
4. Almighty God, thy grace impart;
And fix conviction on each heart;
Then we no more on trifling cares
Shall waste that life thy mercy spares.

1. SAVIOUR! When night involves the skies, My soul, adoring, turns to thee; Thee, self-abased in mortal guise,

And wrapt in shades of death for me. 2. On thee my waking raptures dwell, When crimson gleams the east adorn; Thee, victor of the grave and hell,

Thee, source of life's eternal morn. 3. When noon her throne in light arrays, To thee my soul triumphant springs; Thee, throned in glory's endless blaze, Thee, Lord of lords, and King of kings! 4. O'er earth when shades of evening steal, To death and thee my thoughts I give; To death, whose power I soon must feel; To thee, with whom I trust to live.

147.

Love to the Saints.

1. PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need!
For succor to thy throne I flee;
But have no merits there to plead;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

2. Oft hath my heart and tongue confessed,
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name.

8. Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,

These are the choicest friends I know.

4. Let others choose the sons of mirth,
To give a relish to their wine;

I love the men of heavenly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.

148. The Merciful blessed.

With secret blessings on his head, When drought, and pestilence, and dearth, Around him multiply their dead.

4. Or if he languish on his couch,

God will pronounce his sins forgiven;
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heaven.

[Ps. 41. ii.

Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face: When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid.

8.

False are the men of high degree, The baser sort are vanity;

1. BLEST is the man whose soul can move, And melt with pity to the poor; Whose heart, by sympathizing love, Feels what his fellow saints endure:-

2. Who still contrives for their relief

More good than his own hands can do:
He in the time of general grief,
Shall find the Lord has pity too.

Laid in the balance both appear
Light as a puff of empty air.

4. Make not increasing gold your trust,
Nor set your hearts on glittering dust:
Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke,
And not believe what God has spoke!