4 Mercy who show shall mercy find; Thy pitiful and tender mind,

Be, Lord, on me bestow'd; So shall I still the blessing gain, And to eternal life retain

The mercy of my God.

5 Jesus, the crowning grace impart!
Bless me with purity of heart,
That now beholding thee,
I soon may view thy open face,
On all thy glorious beauties gaze,
And God for ever see!

6 Not for my fault, or folly's sake,
The name, or mode, or form I take,
But for true holiness;

Let me be wrong'd, revil'd, abhorr'd,
And thee, my sanctifying Lord,
In life and death confess.

7 Call'd to sustain the hallow'd cross,
And suffer for thy righteous cause,
Pronounce me doubly blest;
And let thy glorious Spirit, Lord,
Assure me of my great reward,
In heaven's eternal feast.

Shields-p. 43.] HYMN 149. C. M. THEE, Jesus, full of truth and grace, Thee, Saviour, we adore;

Thee in affliction's furnace praise,
And magnify thy power.

2 Thy power in human weakness shown, Shall make us all entire;

We now thy guardian presence own,
And walk unburnt in fire.

3 Thee, Son of Man, by faith we see,
And glory in our guide;

Surrounded and upheld by thee,
The fiery test abide.

4 The fire our graces shall refine,
Till, moulded from above,
We bear the character divine,
The stamp of perfect love.

Luton.-p. 52.] HYMN 150.

L. M.

LET the prisoner's mournful cries,
As incense in thy sight appear!
Their humble wailings pierce the skies,
If haply they may feel thee near.

2 The captive exiles make their moans,
From sin impatient to be free:
Call home, call home thy banish'd ones!
Lead captive their captivity!

3 Show them the blood that bought their peace, The anchor of their steadfast hope; And bid their guilty terrors cease,

And bring the ransom'd prisoners up. 4. Out of the deep regard their cries, The fallen raise, the mourners cheer; O Sun of Righteousness, arise,

And scatter all their doubt and fear!
5 Pity the day of feeble things;
O gather every halting soul!
And drop salvation from thy wings,
And make the contrite sinner whole.
6 Stand by them in the fiery hour,

Their feebleness of mind defend;
And in their weakness show thy power,
And make them patient to the end.
7 O satisfy their soul in drought!
Give them thy saving health to see,

And let thy mercy find them out;
And let thy mercy reach to me.

8 Hast thou the work of grace begun,
And brought them to the birth in vain?
O let thy children see the sun!

Let all their souls be born again!

9 Relieve the souls whose cross we bear,
For whom thy suffering members mourn;
Answer our faith's effectual prayer;
Bid every struggling child be born!

Pastoral Hymn-p. 114.] HYMN 151. 6 line
UR earth we now lament to see,
With floods of wickedness o'erflow'd,

With violence, wrong, and cruelty,
One wide-extended field of blood,
Where men like fiends each other tear,
In all the hellish rage of war.

2 As listed on Abaddon's side,

They mangle their own flesh, and slay. Tophet is mov'd, and opens wide Its mouth for its enormous prey; And myriads sink beneath the grave, And plunge into the flaming wave. 3 O might the universal Friend, This havoc of his creatures see! Bid our unnatural discord end; Declare us reconcil'd in thee: Write kindness on our inward parts, And chase the murderer from our hearts!

4 Who now against each other rise,

The nations of the earth constrain

To follow after peace, and prize
The blessings of thy righteous reign,

The joys of unity to prove,
The paradise of perfect love.

A

Portugal-p. 53.] HYMN 152. L. M.
UTHOR of faith, we seek thy face,
For all who feel thy work begun :
Confirm, and strengthen them in grace,
And bring thy feeblest children on.

2 Thou seest their wants, thou know'st their names,

Be mindful of thy youngest care; Be tender of the new-born lambs, And gently in thy bosom bear.

3 The lion roaring for his prey.

With ravening wolves on every side, Watch over them to tear and slay,

If found one moment from their Guide. 4 Satan his thousand arts essays,

His agents all their powers employ,
To blast the blooming work of grace,
The heavenly offspring to destroy.
5 Baffle the crooked serpent's skill,
And turn his sharpest darts aside :
Hide from their eyes the dev'lish ill,
O save them from the demon, pride!

6 In safety lead thy little flock!

From hell, the world, and sin secure : And set their feet upon the rock,

And make in thee their goings sure.

PRAYER AND WATCHFULNESS.

Devotion-p. 45.] HYMN 153. C. M.
WANT a principle within,
Of jealous godly fear;

I

A sensibility of sin,

A pain to feel it near;

I want the first approach to feel,
Of pride, or fond desire;

To catch the wand'ring of my will,
And quench the kindling fire.

2 From thee that I no more may part,
No more thy goodness grieve,
The filiai awe, the fleshy heart,
The tender conscience give.
Quick as the apple of an eye,
O God, my conscience make!
Awake my soul when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.

3 If to the right or left I stray,
That moment, Lord, reprove;
And let me weep my life away,
For having griev'd thy love.
O may the least omission pain,
My well-instructed soul!
And drive me to the blood again,

Which makes the wounded whole.

Kentucky-p. 90.] HYMN 154. S. M.

TH

HE praying spirit breathe,
The watching power impart,

From all entanglements beneath
Call off my peaceful heart;