COLLECTION

OF

HYMNS,

FOR THE

USE OF THE CONGREGATION

ASSEMBLING AT

SALEM CHAPEL, LEICESTER.

INTENDED AS

AN APPENDIX TO HART'S HYMNS.

By the Rev. JOSEPH CHAMBERLAIN.

London:

Printed by T. BENSLEY, Crane Court, Fleet Street.

Sold by J. EEDES, No. 2, Newgate Street;
By N. BULLOCK, Granby Street, Leicester; and
By G. BARSTON, Granthain, Lincolnshire.

1829.

BI

459
452

The Tunes affixed to the Hymns of peculiar

measure are to be found in "Prowet's
Sacred Melodies," Nos. 1 & 2.
Sold by Eedes, London, &

Bullock, Leicester.

INDEX.

Page

1

A

..143

..204

167

...

188

..174

149

75

89

42

74

140

DEBTOR to mercy alone.......
Afflicted saint, to Christ draw near.......
Afflictions are the lot of saints...
A friend or brother wouldst thou find
A jewish king, by war opprest.
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
All ye that weary are of sin......
All hail the pow'r of Jesu's name.
And can my heart aspire so high.

And does thy heart for Jesus pine.

Arise, my soul, with wonder see..

As parched in the barren sands.....

Atonement Jesus made.....

Awake, sweet gratitude, and sing.

Away, my needless fears...

Begone, unbelief.....

Behold the throne of grace..

Be still, my heart, these anxious cares.

Blessed are the poor in spirit....

Blest are the souls that hear and know.

..201

. 169

..104

5

14

186

10

73

17

113

116

93

7

32

75

79

77

41

44

....

Cease, O believer, cease to mourn....

Children of the heavenly King.

Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing..

Come, ye who trembled for the ark.

Come let us join our cheerful songs.

Confirm the hope thy word allows...

Could the creatures help or ease us.

Courage, ye tempted saints.......

Courage, my soul! behold the prize.

Dangers of every shape and name.....

Day of judgment, day of wonders.

101

.200

Faith is an eye that views the Lord
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss..
Firm as the earth thy gospel stands.
For mercies countless as the sands.
For a season call'd to part
From all that dwell below the skies..
From Egypt lately freed

...

....

Page

157

.170

159

108

168

68

92

125

51

182

53

202

Hail, sov'reign Love, that first began..
Happy are they to whom the Lord..
Happy are they who know the Lord
Happy the man who finds the grace.
Hark, my soul, it is the Lord.....,
He dies, the friend of sinners dies.
He who on earth as man was known.
Head of the church triumphant

How oft have sin and Satan strove....

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord.

How gracious and how wise..

55

64

67

How watchful is the loving Lord.

87

How prone the mind to search for ill.

.102

How oft I murmur and repine.

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds.

How happy are we.

How safe and how happy are they
How vain are all things here below.
Hungry, and faint, and poor..

I ask'd the Lord that I might grow
I'm not asham'd to own my Lord
saith Christ, your glorious head.
If Jesus is ours..

I

am,

If Paul in Cesar's court must stand
In themselves as weak as worms...
In Christ my treasure's all contain'd
In mounts of danger and of straits..
In sweet exalted strains.
I no more at Mary wonder...

Jesus, at thy command
Jesus, Lord, we look to thee

Jesus, immutably the same...
Jesus, lead me by thy power...
Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone
Jesus, to thee I bow

Jesus, cast a look on me..

Jesus, lover of thy nation
Jesus, and shall it ever be.
Jesu, thy blood and righteousness.
Jesu, lover of my soul.

Joy is a fruit that will not grow..

Kindle, Saviour, in my heart.

Lamb of God, for whom we languish..
Let me, thou sov'reign Lord of all
Let me but hear my Saviour say..
Let hearts and tongues unite..
Lofty sinners love to talk.
Lord, at thy table we behold..
Lord, what a restless state...
Lord, how many are my foes
Lord, what a heav'n of saving grace
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing..