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Our life and liveliness are fled,
And many number'd with the dead.
We need relief from all our woes :
Let neither earth nor hell prevaila * 6 Near to each other and to thee,
LORD, bring us all in unity;
And all our numerous wants supply.
No blessing for us is too great ;
We plead thy Son, we plead thy word, ; O Founder, Patron, bounteous LORD!
427 (38 P.) L. M. China 300. Rochford 22.
A holy Glance at happier Days. .
To bow before thy mercy seat;
While former days our minds employ. . 2 Ah! how we hasten’d to thy house ;
Mingled our joys, our tears, our vows !
On Sabbath and on weekly days.
Devoutly knock'd at mercy's door,
But some are to the dust gone down.
Our smiling skies are overcast;
No!—for we hear thee say, Return! · 5 Return ! -Oh kind inviting voice !
We hear, we gladden, we rejoice ;
6 Then shall we run thy heavenly ways
As in our holier, happier days;
Sweet foretastes of eternity.. 427 (4th P.) 1ls. Geard 156. Broughton 172.
Comfort for the Church in Trouble. 10 ZION ! afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no man
can save; With darkness surrounded, by terrors dismay'd,
In toiling and rowing thy strength is decay'd. 2 Loud roaring the billows now nigh overwhelm,
But skilful's the Pilot who sits at the helm,
In safety and quiet thy warfare he ends. 30 fearful! O faithless ! in mercy he cries,
My promise, my truth, are they light in thine
Thro' tempest and tossing I'll bring thee to land. 4 Forget thee, I will not, I cannot, thy name
Engrav’d on my heart doth for ever remain;
The wounds I received, when suff'ring for thee. 5 I feel at my heart all thy sighs and thy groans,
For thou art most near me, my flesh and iny bones,
Yet all are most needfil, not one is in vain. 6 Then trust one, and fear not ; thy life is secure,
My wisdom is perfect, supreme is my power;
To make thee at length in my likeness to shine. 7 The foolish, the fearful, the weak are my care,
The helpless,the hopeless, I hear their sad pray’r;
L. H, C.
428 8.7.4. Trevecca 37. Kentucky 114.
Longing for the Spread of the Gospel.* 10'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,
Look, my soul, be still and gaze ;
With a glorious day of grace,
Let the rude Barbarian, see
Once obtain'd on Calvary;
Loud resound from pole to pole.
Grant them, Lorn, the saving light;
May the morning chase the night,
Oš— And redemption,
Freely purchas'd, win the day,
Ride and conquer, never cease ;
Multiply, and still increase,
On-Sway thy sceptre,
Saviour, all the world around.
PAUSE.—Lewes 63, Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord, Psa. cl.6. 5 Every creature, living, breathing,
In divinely grateful lays, • To avoid several repetitions in this much-loved Hymn, and to give familiar rhyme to the last lines of each verse, alterations are here made, which may be adopted or omitted as it shall seem proper.
FATHER, Son, and Spirit, praising,
Magnify the God of Grace:
Fill the UNIVERSE with praise !
The Increase of the Church.
w Thro’ distant lands his triumphs spread; . And sinners, freed from endless pains,
Own him their Saviour, and their head , 2 His sons and daughters from afar,
Daily at Sion's gate arrive;
By sov’reign grace are made alive. 3 [Oppressors bow beneath his feet,
D'ercome by his victorious pow'r;
And proud blasphemers learn t'adore. 4 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey,
Nations remote their offerings bring ;
To their exalted God and King.)
And every foe his pow'r subdue ;
And saints his growing glories shew. 6 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,
From all below and all above;
In songs as lasting as his love." 430 148th. Dartmouth 46. Carter Lane 141.
The Increase of the Messiah's Kingdom.
The wond'rous things foretold
Still does thine arm new trophies wear,
And monuments of glories rear. 2 To thee the hoary head
Its silver honours pays;
Devotes his brightest days:
And bow to thee, all-conquering King. 3 O haste, victorious Prince,
That happy glorious day,
Shall own thy gentle sway: .
And bear cur shouts beyond the skies! 4 All hail, triumphant Lord !
Eternal be thy reign !
To wear thy gentle chain :
431 148th. Portsmouth New 144. Grove 125.
The completing of the spiritual Temple, Zech. iv. 7. 1 SING to the Lord above,
w Who deigns on earth to raise
A monument of praise :
Beneath his eye and care,
And shine above the skies :