5 Wherefore of thy love we sing and rejoice, Hymn 16. C. M. The temple of the Lord are these. Jer. vii. 4. 1 HE men who slight thy faithful word, Tin their own lies confide; Are these the temple of the Lord, And heathens all beside? 2 Who live in pomp, and wealth, and easè, What! hyprocrites and pharisees, 3 O wouldst thou, Lord, reveal their sins! The world, the Christian world, convince 4 The formalist confound, convert, And to thy people join; And break, and fill the broken heart Hymn 17. P. M. For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground. Isa. xliv. 3. 1 YE thirsty for God, to Jesus give ear And take, through his blood, a pow'r to draw near; His kind invitation, ye sinners, embrace, The sense of salvation accepting thro' grace. 2 Sent down from above, who governs the skies, In accents of love to sinners he cries, Drink into my Spirit, who happy would be, And all things inherit, by coming to me. 3 O Saviour of all, thy word we believe, And come at thy call, thy grace to receive: The blessing is given, wherever thou art: The earnest of heaven is love in the heart. 4 To us at thy feet, the Comforter give, Who gasp to admit thy Spirit and live, The weakest believer acknowledge for thinę, And fill us with rivers of water divine! Hymn 18. L. M. Behold, I was shapen in iniquity. Psalm li, 5. 1 LORD, we are vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall, 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 3 Great God, create my heart anew, 4 Behold, I fall before thy face: No outward forms can make me clean, 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 6. Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse mne so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh, nor soul, has rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Hymn 19. P. M. There am I in the midst of them. Matt. xviii. 20. 1 NATHER of omnipresent grace thy face; But every soul assembled here, Thou know'st who only bow the knee; 2 Thy Spirit hath the diff'rence made O that e'en now thy pow'rful call, 3 The sinners suddenly convince, And from the iron furnace groan. 4 Then, then acknowledge and set free 1 Hymn 20. L. M. Do it with thy might. Eccl. ix. 10. IFE is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' ensure the great reward, 2 "Life is the hour that God hath given 3 The living know that they must die: -4 Then what my thoughts design to do, 5 There are no acts of pardon pass'd Hymn 21. S. M. Lord, to whom shall we go? John vi. 68, A ND wilt thou yet be found? And may I still draw near? 2 Jesus, thine aid afford, If still the same thou art, 3 Thou seest my troubled breast, 4 The daily death I prove, Saviour, to thee is known; 'Tis worse than death my God to love,» 5 O my offended Lord, Restore my inward peace, I know thou canst ;-pronounce the word, And bid the tempest.cease.> 6 I long to see thy face, Thy Spirit I implore, The living water of thy grace, |