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Arm to battle; lag no longer,

Hark! the silver trumpets soupd.
Wake, ye sleepers! wake, what mean you?

Sin besets you round about,
Up and search, the world's within you,

Slay, or chase the traitor out.

2 What enchants you, sloth or pleasure ?

Pluck right eyes, with right hands part! Ask your conscience, where's your trea

For be certain there's your heart. [sure ?
Give the lawuing foe no credit;

See the bloody flag unfarl'd;
That base heart, the truth hath said it,

Loves not God, that loves the world.
3 God and mamnon! O be wiser,

Serve them both! it cannot be ;
Ease in warfare, saint and raiser,

These can never well agree.
Shun the shame of basely falling,

Cumber'd captives clogg'd with clay,
Prove your faith : make sure your calling,

Wield the sword, and win the day. 4 Onward press towards perfection,

Watch and pray, and all things prove;
Seek to know your own election,

Set your heart on things above.
Shan backsliding, scoro dissembling;

Lo! salvation's near in view;
Work it out with fear and trembling;

"Tis your God that works in you.

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Hymn 198. S. M.

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Full of grace and truth. John i. 14. 1 JESUS, full of

To thee I make iny moan,
Let me again behold thy face,

Call hoine thy banish'd one. 2 Again my pardon seal,

Again my soul restore,
And freely my backslidings heal,

And bid the sin no more.

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3 Wilt thou not bid me rise;

Speak, and my soul shall live;
Forgive, wy gasping spirit cries,

Abandantly forgive.
4 For thine owo mercy's sake,

Relieve my wretchedness,
And O, my pardon give me back,

And give me back my peace. 5 Again thy love reveal,

Restore that inward heaven:
O grant me once again to feel,

Through faith my sins forgiven. 6 Thy utmost mercy show,

Say to ry drooping soul,
In peace and fuli assurance go,

Thy faith hath made thee whole.

FOR PREACHERS OF THE GOSPEL. 5 Coye into all the world, and preach the Gospet

to every creature. Mark xvi. 15.
Wo is unto me if I preach not the Gospel.

1 Cor. ix. 16.
Hymn 199. L. M.
For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ:
For it is the power of God unto sulration.

Rom. i. 16.
SHALL I for fear of feeble man,

The Spirit's course in nie restrain ?
Or undisiuay'd in deed and word,

Be a true witness of any Lord ?
2 Aw'd by a mortal's frown, shall I

Conceal the word of God Most High?
How then before thee shall I dare

To staud, or how thine anger bear?
3 Shall I, to soothie th' unholy throng,

Soften thy truth and smooth my tongue,
To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee

The cross endur'd, my Lord, by thec?
4 What tben is he whose scorn I dread?

Whose wrath or bate makes ine afraid?
A man! an heir of death! 'a slave

To sin! a bubble on the ware!
5 Yea let men rage, since thou wilt spread

Thy shadowing wings around my head;
Since in all pain thy tender love
Will still my sure refreshinent prove.

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Hymn 200. L. M.
For the love of Christ constraineth us.

2 Cor. v. 14.
AVIOUR of men, thy searching eye

Doth all my inmost thoughts descry: Doth aught on earth my wishes raise,

Or the world's pleasures, or its praise? 2 The love of Christ doth me constrain

To seek the wand'ríug'80118 of men;
With cries, entreaties, tears, to save,

To snatch them from the gapivg grave. 3 For this let men revile my name,

No cross I shup, I fear no shame;
All hail, reproach; and welcome, pain ;

Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain.
4 My life, my blood, I here resent,

If for thy truth they may be spent,
Fulfil thy sov'reign counsel, Lord!

Thy will be done, thy name ador'd.
5 Give me thy strength, 0 Gud of power;

Then let winds blow, or thunders roar,
Thy faithful witness will I be:
'Tis fixt: I can do all ihrough thee!

Hymn 201. L. M. Thy throne, O God, is for over and erer; a sceptie of righteousness is the sceptre of thy

kingdom Heb. i. S. 1 The Lord is King, and earth submits ; Between the Cherubina he sits,

And makes bis restless fees obey.

2 All power is to our Jesus given;

O'er earth's rebellious sons he reigns;
He wildly rules the hosts of heaven,

And holds the powers of hell in chainsa 3 Come, glorious Lord, the rebels spurn,

Scatter thy foes, victorious King;
And all the foes of God shall mourn,

And all the sons of God shall sing : 4 Shall magnify the sov'reign grace

Of him that sits upon the throne;
And earth and heaven cuspire to praise
Jehovah and his conqu’rivg Son.

Hymn 202. P. M. If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. John xi.9.

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Twelve hours, in which he safely may
His calling's work pursue ?
Though sin and Satan still are near,
Nor sin por Satan can I fear,

With Jesus in my riew.
2 Light of the world, thy beams I bless :
On thee, bright Suo of righteousness,

My faith hath fixt its eye: Guided by thee, through all I go, Nor fear the ruin spread below,

For thou art always pigh. 3 Ten thousand snares my path beset, Yet will I, Lord, the work complete,

Which thou to me hast given;

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