Nor shrink thy harshest truths t unfold,

But more than meet the gatb'ring storm. 3 Adverse to earth's rebellious throng,

Still may I turn my fearless face;
Stand as an iron pillar strong,

And steadfast as a wall of brass.
4 Give me thy might, thou God of pow'r,

Then let, or men, or fiends assail; Strong in thy strength, I'll stand a tow'r, Impregnable to earth or hell.

Hymn 216. C. M. Therefore behold, I will this once cause them to know mine hand, and my might. Jer. xvi. 21.

BEFORE PREACHING. 1 ONG

NCE more we come before our God,

Once more his blessing ask: O may not duty seen a load,

Nor worship prove a task.
2 Father, thy quick’ning Spirit send

Froin heaven, in Jesu's vame,
To make our waiting minds attend,

Aud put our souls in frame.
3 May we receive the word we hear,

Each in an honest heart;
And keep the precious treasure there,

And never with it part.
4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose ;

To each thy blessings suit;
And let the seed thy servant sows,

Produce a copious fruit.

Hymn 217. C. M. Nevertheless I am not ashamed. 2 Tim. j. 12. 1

I'Momotaefend his cause;

"M not asham'd to own ipy Lord, Maintain the honour of his word,

The glory of his cross.
2 Jesus, my God! I know his name;

His name is all my trust;
Nor will he put my soul to shame,

Nor let iny hope be lost.
3 Firm as his thronc his promise stands,

And he can well secure
Wbat I've committed to his bands,

Till the decisive hour.
4 Tben will he own my humble name:

Before his Father's face;
Apd in the new Jerusalem
Appoint my soul a place.

Hymn 218. P. M.
HEPHERD of souls, the great, the good,

Who on thy servant's side hast stood,
And blest my ministry;
Ready my prosper'd course to end,
I to thy guardian love commend

The fock receiv'd from thee.
2 Beneath thy wings, their sure defence,
Protected by Omnipotence,

Thy most distinguish'd care;
The lambs and sheep of thy own fold,
Now in thy book of life enroll'd,

Preserve for ever there.

ON THE SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL All the ends of the earth shall see the salvation

of our God. Isa. lii. 10. Having the everlasting Gospel to preach unto

them that dwell on the earth, and to every nation, and kindred, and tongue, and people. Rev. xiv. 6.

Hymn 219. L. M.
For Zion's sake will I not hold my peace.

Isaiah lxii. 1.
1 D EMEMBER, Lord, the pious zeal
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Of every soul that cleaves to thee, The troubles for thy sake they seel,

Their eager hopes thy house to see. 2 Their vows to cry and never rest,

Till thou art in thy church ador'd, And dweil'st in every faithful breast,

And count them worthy of their Lord, 3 We too the joyful sound have heard,

That God is coming to his place; Ilere in this wilderness prepar'd,

Our Lord his ruin'd church shall raise. 4 For this our willing soul shall go,

And lowly at his footstool lie,
Where'er his tent is pitch'd below,

There for a glorious temple cry.
5 Thv priests be cloth'd with righteousness,

Tby praise their happy lives employ; The saints in thee their all possess,

And shout the sons of God for joy.

8. Renew'd and sanctified by grace,

The pillars shall no more remove;
A holy, chosen, happy race,
Enthron'd in everlasting love.

Hymn 220. P. M.

So mightily grew the word of God. Acts xix. 20.
1
SEE

EE how great a flame aspires,

Kindled by a spark of grace !
Jesu's love the nations fires,

Sets the kingdoms in a blaze :
To bring fire on earth he came :

Kindled in some bearts it is:
O that all migbt catch the flame,

All partake the glorious bliss !"
2 When he first the work begun,

Small and fecble was his day:
Now tbe word doth swiftly run,

Now it winds its wid'ning way:
More and more it spreads aud grows,

Ever mighty to prevail ;
Sin's strong-bold it now o'ertbrows,

Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise :

He the door hath open'd wide :
He bath given the word of grace,

Jesu's word is glorified !
Jesus, mighty to redcem,

He alone the work bath wrought;
Worthy is the work of him,
Flim who spake a world from nought:

4 Saw ye uot the cloud arise,

Little ás a humav hand ? Now it spreads along the skies,

Hangs o'er all the thirsty land. Lo! the promise for a show'r

Drops already from above; But the Lord will shortly pour

All the Spirit of his love!

Hymn 221. L. M.

Thou shalt arise and have mercy upon Zion;

for the time to furour her is come. Psalm cii. 13. VOR lo! the Lord a seed hath chose,

His grace and glory to display ;
His own peculiar people those,

Whoe'er the gospel call obey 2 Zion, he saith, my rest shall be;

The faithful shall my presence feel : I lovg for all who lorg for ne,

And will in them for ever dwell. 3 I will increase their gracious störe;

My Zion every moment feed,
And satisfy the bungry poor,

And fill their souls with living bread. 4 With garments of salvation deck

Her priests, and clothe with robes of praise. Her saints their joy aloud shall speak,

And shout my all-sufficient grace.