5 A fecond cries, " The claim forbear, Lo! I'm the greatest wonder here; For I, of all the race that fell, Deferves the loweft place in hell!", 6 Another rifes by his fide, As fond to praife, and free of pride, Cries, "All give place, for I defy You all fhould owe fuch thanks as I." 7 What, will no rival finger yield: He hath an equal in the field? Come then, and let us all agree To praise upon the highest key. A DIALOGUE, HYMN CCxix. MEN... TELL us, O women, we would know Whither fo falt ye move! We call'd to leave the world below, Are feeking one above. MEN. Whence come ye, fav, and what the place From tribulation-we, through grace, Is not your native dwelling here! We seek a better country far, MEN. Thither we travel, nor intend Nor we, till in the finner's Friend CHOR US. Friends of the Bridegroom we shall reignz Hail! Lamb of God, for finners flain, I 2 3 BIRTH-DAY. HYMN CCXX;" GOD of my life, to thee A clod of living earth, I glorify thy name, From whom alone my birth Long as I live beneath, To thee, O let me live; In thanks and praises give! Whate'er I have, whate'er I am, 4 5 I My foul and all its pow'rs, I confecrate to thee: Me to thine image now reftore, I wait thy will to do, As angels do in heav'n; I wait thy perfect will to prove, Then when the work is done, In death's triumphant hour; HYMN CCXXI. AWAY with our fears, The glad morning appears, When an heir of falvation was born? From Jehovah I came, For his glory I am, And to him I with finging return. 2 Thee, Jefus, alone, The fountain I own Of my life and felicity here: And cheerfully fing My Redeemer and King, Till his figns in the heavens appear. 3 With thanks I rejoice In thy fatherly choice Of my ftate and condition below: If of parents I came 'Twas thy wisdom appointed it fo. 4 I fing of thy grace From my earliest days, Ever near to allure and defend; My preferver from fin, And I trust thou wilt fave to the end. 5 O the infinite cares And temptations and fnares Thy hand hath conducted me through! O the bleffings bestow'd By a bountiful God, And the mercies eternally new! 6 What a mercy is this, What a heaven of blifs, How unfpeakable happy am I! Gather'd into the fold,, With thy people enroll'd, With thy people to live and to die! And with triumph declare His unfpeakable riches of grace! 8 O the fathomless love, That has deign'd to approve And profper the work of my hands! I went over the brook, And, behold! I am fpread into bands! R 9 Who? I ask in amaze, And inquire, from what quarter they came? They are born from the skies, And give glory to God and the Lamb. To the Father of grace, He hath made me to do, The God of my life to proclaim : To adminifter blifs 12 My remnant of days I fpend in his praife, Who died the whole world to redeem : My days are his due, BACKSLIDER. HYMN. CCXXII. PART THE FIRST. How happy are they Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above! The fweet comfort and peace Of a foul in its earlieft love. |