2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's willSuch love, and meekness so divine

I would transcribe and make them mine. p 3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Witnessed the fervour of thy prayer; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy victory too. 4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear More of thy gracious image here!

Then God, the Judge, shall own my name,
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.

HYMN 140. C. M.

Mear. [*]

The Examples of Christ and the Saints.
IVE me the wings of faith, to rise

• 1 G Within the vail, and see

The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be!

p 2 Once they were mourning here below,
And wet their couch with tears:
They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts, and fears.

-3 I ask them, whence their victory came;
They, with united breath,

o Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb-
Their triumph to his death.

They marked the footsteps he had trod,
(His zeal inspired their breast ;)
And, following their incarnate God,
Possessed the promised rest.

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise,
For his own pattern given;

While the long cloud of witnesses

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Show the same path to heaven.

HYMN 141. C. M. St. Martin's. [*]

Preaching, Baptism, and the Lord's Supper.
Saviour God, my Sovereign Prince,

M Reigns far above the skies;

But brings his graces down to sense,
And helps my faith to rise.

2 My eyes and ears shall bless his name;
They read and hear his word;

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My touch and taste shall do the same,
When they receive the Lord.
3 Baptismal water is designed
To seal his cleansing grace;
While, at his feast of bread and wine,
He gives his saints a place.
4 But not the waters of a flood
Can make my flesh so clean,
As, by his Spirit and his blood,
He'll wash my soul from sin.

5 Not choicest meats, nor noblest wines,
So much my heart refresh,

As when my faith goes through the signs,
And feeds upon his flesh.

6 1 love the Lord, who stoops so low,
To give his word a seal;

But the rich grace his hands bestow,
Exceeds the figures still.

HYMN 142. S. M. Peckham. [b *]
Faith in Christ our Sacrifice.

NOT all the blood of beasts,

On Jewish altars slain,

Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,

Takes all our sins away;

A sacrifice of nobler name,

And richer blood than they.
3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,-
While like a penitent I stand,

And there confess my sin.
4 My soul looks back to see

The burdens thou didst bear,When hanging on the cursed tree,And hopes her guilt was there.

u 5 Believing, we rejoice

To see the curse remove;

s We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing his bleeding love.

HYMN 143. C. M. Armley. [b *]
Flesh and Spirit.

WHAT different powers of grace and sin

WHA
Attend our mortal state!

I hate the thoughts that work within,

And do the works I hate.

p 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die, While sin and Satan reign:

o Now raise my songs of triumph high, For grace prevails again.

-3 So darkness struggles with the light,
Till perfect day arise;

Water and fire maintain the fight,
Until the weaker dies.

4 Thus will the flesh and spirit strive,
And vex and break my peace;

o But I shall quit this mortal life, And sin forever cease.]

HYMN 144. L. M.

1

Old Hundred. [*]

Effusions of the Spirit: Success of the Gospel.

GREAT was the day, the joy was great,

When the divine disciples met;

Whilst on their heads the Spirit came, And sat like tongues of cloven flame. e 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave! And power to kill, and power to save! Furnished their tongues with wondrous words, Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. -3 Thus armed, he sent the champions forth, o From east to west, from south to north; d "Go-and assert your Saviour's cause; "Go-spread the mystery of his cross.' -4 These weapons of the holy war, Of what almighty force they areTo make our stubborn passions bow, And lay the proudest rebel low! 5 Nations, the learned and the rude, Are by those heavenly arms subdued: While Satan rages at his loss, And hates the doctrine of the cross. 6 Great King of grace, my heart subdue, I would be led in triumph too

A willing captive to my Lord-
And sing the victories of his word.

HYMN 145. C. M. Barby. [*]
Sight through a Glass, and Face to Face.

I LOVE the windows of thy grace,

Through which my Lord is seen;

And long to meet my Saviour's face,
Without a glass between.

e 2 Oh, that the happy hour were come,
To change my faith to sight!

-1 should behold my Lord at home, In a diviner light.

o 3 Haste, my Beloved, and remove
These interposing days;

-Then shall my passions all be love,
And all my powers be praise.]

HYMN 146. L. M. Babylon. Carthage. [b] Vanity of Creatures; or, no Rest on Earth.

1

AN has a soul of vast desires;

MAN

He burns within with restless fires;
Tossed to and fro, his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.

2 In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind :
We try new pleasures; but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.
3 So, when a raging fever burns,
We shift from side to side, by turns;
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,

To change the place, but keep the pain.
4 Great God, subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust;

Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our souls with joys refined.

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HYMN 147. C. M. Barby. [*]
The Creation of the World. Gen. i.

["NOW let a spacious world arise,"

Said the Creator Lord:

At once th' obedient earth and skies
Rose at his sovereign word.

2 (Dark was the deep: the waters lay
Confused, and drowned the land;
He called the light; the new-born day
Attends on his command.

3 He bids the clouds ascend on high;
The clouds ascend, and bear
A watery treasure to the sky,
And float on softer air.

4 The liquid element below
Was gathered by his hand.

The rolling seas together flow,

And leave the solid land.

5 With herbs and plants of flowery birth,
The naked globe he crowned;

Ere there was rain to bless the earth,
Or sun to warm the ground.

6 Then he adorned the upper skies:
Behold the sun appears:

The moon and stars in order rise,
To mark out months and years.
7 Out of the deep th' almighty King
Did vital beings frame;

The painted fowls of every wing,
And fish of every name.)

8 He gave the lion and the worm,
At once, their wondrous birth;
And grazing beasts of various form,
Rose from the teeming earth.
9 Adam was framed of equal clay,
Though sovereign of the rest;
Designed for nobler ends than they,
With God's own image blessed.
10 Thus glorious in the Maker's eye,
The young creation stood;
He saw the building from on high,
His word pronounced it good.

11 Lord, while the frame of nature stands,
Thy praise shall fill my tongue;

But the new world of grace demands

A more exalted song.]

HYMN 148. C.M. Canterbury. St. Ann's.[b]

God reconciled in Christ.

1DMy Jesus and my God

EAREST of all the names above,

Who can resist thy heavenly love,
Or trifle with thy blood?

-2 "Tis by the merits of thy death,
The Father smiles again;
"Tis by thine interceding breath,
The Spirit dwells with men.

e 3 Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find;