FATHER, SON, and SPIRIT, praising,
Magnify the God of Grace:

Hallelujah!

Fill the UNIVERSE with praise!

429. L. M. Gloucester 12. Coombs's 45.

The Increase of the Church.

ISHOUT, for the blessed Jesus reigns!
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;

Those who were dead in sin before,
By sov'reign grace are made alive.
3 [Oppressors bow beneath his feet,
O'ercome by his victorious pow'r;
Princes in humble posture wait,
And proud blasphemers learn t'adore,
4 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey,
Nations remote their offerings bring;
And unconstrain'd their homage pay
To their exalted GoD and King.]
5 O may his conquests still increase,
And every foe his pow'r subdue;
While angels celebrate his praise,
And saints his growing glories shew.
6 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,
From all below and all above;
In lofty songs exalt his name,
In songs as lasting as his love.

BEDDOME.

430 148th. Dartmouth 46. Carter Lane 141.

The Increase of the Messiah's Kingdom.

LL hail, incarnate God!

1 AL

The wond'rous things foretold

Of thee in sacred writ

With joy our eyes behold:

2

3

4

Still does thine arm new trophies wear,

And monuments of glories rear.

To thee the hoary head

Its silver honours pays;
To thee the blooming youth
Devotes his brightest days:
And every age their tribute bring,
And bow to thee, all-conquering King.

O haste, victorious Prince,

That happy glorious day,

When souls, like drops of dew,

Shall own thy gentle sway:

O may it bless our longing eyes,
And bear our shouts beyond the skies!

All hail, triumphant Lord!

Eternal be thy reign!

Behold the nations sue

To wear thy gentle chain :

When earth and time are known no more,
Thy throne shall stand for ever sure.

431 148th. Portsmouth New 144. Grove 125.

The completing of the spiritual Temple, Zech. iv, 7.

1 SING to the Lord above,

2

Who deigns on earth to raise

A temple to his love,

A monument of praise:

Ye saints around, thro' all its frame
Harmonious sound the Builder's name.

eye

Beneath his and care,
The edifice shall rise

Majestic, strong, and fair,

And shine above the skies:

There shall he place the polish'd stone
Ordain'd the work of grace to crown.

COLLECTIONS FOR POOR CHURCHES AND POOR

BRETHREN.*

432 8.7. Jewin Street 222. North, Chapel 126.

At a Collection for poor Ministers, or Missionaries.

1 PRAISE the Saviour, all ye nations,
Praise him, all ye hosts above;
Shout, with joyful acclamations,
His divine victorious love :
Be his kingdom now promoted,
Let the Earth her monarch know;
Be my all to him devoted,

Το my Lord my all I owe.

2 See, how beauteous on the mountains
Are their feet, whose grand design
Is to guide us to the fountains
That o'erflow with bliss divine-
Who proclaim the joyful tidings
Of salvation all around-
Disregard the world's deridings,
And in works of love abound.
3 With

my substance I will honour
My Redeemer and my Lord;

Were ten thousand worlds my manor,
All were nothing to his word:
While the heralds of salvation
His abounding grace proclaim,
Let his friends of every station
Gladly join to spread his fame.

B. FRANCIS,

433 (1st P.) C. M. Braintree 25. New York 33. Relieving CHRIST in his Members, Matt. xxv. 40.

1 JESUS, my LORD, how rich thy grace!
Thy bounties how complete!

How shall I count the matchless sum?
How pay the mighty debt?

2 High on a throne of radiant light
Dost thou exalted shine;

• See also Hymn 246.

What can my poverty bestow,

When all the worlds are thine?

3 But thou hast brethren here below,
The partners of thy grace;

And wilt confess their humble names
Before thy Father's face.

4 In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed,
And visited and cheer'd;

And in their accents of distress
My Saviour's voice is heard.

5 Thy face, with rev'rence and with love,
We in thy poor would see;
O let us rather beg our bread
Than keep it back from thee.

DODDRIDGE.

433 (2d P.) C. M. Streatham 218. Hud

dersfield 202.

Collection for poor Saints, &c. &c.

1 WE who need mercy ev'ry hour,
And by compassion stand,

Should show that mercy to the poor
Which Jesus doth command.

2 Christ in his members asks your alms,
Speaks in his brethren's cry;
The widow's wail his language is,
And orphan's sigh his sigh.

3 The lonely widow, desolate,
With cheerfulness relieve;
The fatherless commiserate;
Bread to the hungry give.

4 O may we feel each brother's sigh,
And with him bear a part;
May sorrow flow from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart.

5 Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above;

And he's an heir of heav'n, that finds
His bosom glow with love.

434 (1st P.) L. M. Lebanon 77. Manning 254. Islington 40.

Of thine own have we given thee, 1 Chron. xxix. 14.

1 THE Lord, who rules the world's affairs, For me a well-spread board prepares ; My grateful thanks to him shall rise, He knows my wants, those wants supplies. 2 And shall I grudge to give his poor A mite from all my generous store? No, Lord! the friends of thine and thee Shall always find a friend in me. 434 (2d P.) 8.7.7. Nuneaton 133.

All that we have is thine.

BRETHREN, let us freely offer

All we have is from above;

Let us give, and act, and suffer;
What is this to Jesu's love!

Did he die our souls to save?
Then we're his, and all we have.

435 L. M.

Martin's Lane 67.

;

Horsley 205. The Beneficence of Christ for our Imitation.

1 WHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay,

What were his works from day to day

But miracles of power and grace,
That spread salvation thro' our race?
2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view
Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue;
Let alms bestow'd, let kindness done,
Be witness'd by each rolling sun.
3 That man may last, but never lives,
Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, whom none can thank,
Creation's blot, creation's blank :

4 But he who marks, from day to day,
In generous acts his radiant way,
Treads the same path his Saviour trod,
The path to glory and to God, DR. GIBBONS.