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IN this second Edition of the Hymns, several new ones are introduced, which favor the disserent Meafures used in religious Compositions . the sormer being sor the most Part of the plainer Kind-; And many-excellent ones are added from Collections, which did not appear thirty Years ago; vas more might, were it not to avoid, with the increased Bulk and Expence, too many on the fame Subjects, or in Meafures very rare!y used. For the fame Reasons the Reader is reserred sor Pfalms to the Book of Efalms. .._
Religious Music has been so much improved, it has been thought proper to lay together some select Tunes in a separate Book; but the Reader may please to observe, that the like Distinction is here used as in the sormer Rook to make the Hymns correspond with the Tunes, i--.
In regard to Measure, the short, common
and long are distinguishable, on sight of the Stanzas. The sour sevens (i. e. sour Lines of seven Syllables each) are distinguifhable from the sour eights, by the Mark (4—7) annexed to the Title of the Hymn . and all the less ufual Mtafures by the like Figures set there; only a sew Hymns with more musical Tunes have the Names of the Tunes annexed.
In regard to the quality of the Hymns and Tunes, the lofty are marked thus §, the lively thus*, the soft or affecting thus J, the grave or plaintive thus f, and a sew of a very mournsul Cast thus f . whilst those unmarked are of a middling Nature, e. i. not distinguifhable sor gravity, softness, sorightliness, or fublimity, but may be very well adapted to Pulpit Difcourses, Family Service, or private Use.
§ I. Divine Wrath and Mercy.
i. A DORE and tremble, for our God
2. Almighty vengeance, how it burns!
How bright his Fury glows!
3. Those heaps 6f wrath by flow degrees
Are sorc'd into a flame; But kindled, oh! how sierce they blaze! And rend all nature's frame.
4. At His approach the mountains flee,
And seek a wat'ry grave;
5. Through the wide air the weighty rocks
Are swift as hail-stones hurl'd:
Who dares engage His siery rage,
That shakes the solid World?
6. Yet, mighty God, thy sov'reign grace
Sits regent on the throne;
When wrath comes rushing down.
7. Thy hand shall on rebellious kings
A siery tempest pour;
II. For the Lord's Day.
i. A G AI N the Lo R D of lise and ligW i\ Awakes the kindling ray; Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day.
2. O what a night was that, which wrapt
The heathen world in glqom!
3. This day be gratesul homage paid,
And lo.ud Hofannahs fung;
Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart,
And praife on ev'ry tongue!
4. Ten thoufand disf'ring lips shall join
To. hail this welcome morn; Which scatters blessings from its wings, To nations yet unborn. f III. Defiring a Sight of Christ crucified. 6-8ths. H give me, Lo Rd, my sins to mourn, My sins whieh have Thy body torn! Give me with broken heart to see Thy last tremendous agony; To weep o'er an expiring God, And mix my sorrow with thy blood!
2. O could I gain the mountains height, And look upon that piteous sight! O that with Salems daughters 1 Might stand and see my Saviour die, B 3 'Smite
Smite on my breast, and inly mourn,
+ IV. Invitation.
3. With gushing eyes their deeds I see,
4. Jesus, Redeemer of mankind,
5. Open their eyes asd ears to see
J V. The Chriflian <will serve the Lord.
1. \ H wretched fouls, who strive in vain, - y- Slaves to the world, and slaves to fin!
A nobler toil may we fustain,
2. May we refolve with all our heart,
With all%ur pow'rs, to serve, the Lord!
y O be his service all our joy!
4.. Be this the purpose of our foul,
Our folemn, our determined choice;
5. O may we never faint nor tire;
Nor, wand'ring, leave His facred ways! Great God, accept our foul's defire, And give us strength to live thy praife!
•f VI. 1 Human Frailty betvailedi
1. A L A S I how faulty is the best?
I. Dangers, in distant prospect seen,
3. Thus Peter in the trying hour
His boasted courage lost;
4. Mark well, my foul, the dang'rous path
Where e'er the faints have sell:
5. In the strait path that leads to lise
Proceed with all thy care;
6. When dangers threaten, O my God!
Preserve my foul from harm; No foe can hurt whilst I'm secur'd , By an almighty arm.
VII. VII. Charitable Judgment
t. A LL-seeing God ! -'tis thine to know A The iprings whence wrong opimic
2- Who air/ong men, great Lo R D of all,
3. Who with another's eye can read?
4- If wrong sorgive, approve if right,
5-When shall our happy eyes behold
t VIII. Christ fifing from the dead.
i. ALL ye that seek the Lord, who died, * * Your God for finners crucified, Prevent th( earliest dawn, and come
To -worship at his sacred tomb.
2. Bring the sweet spices of your fighs,
l.While thus ye love your fouls t'employ,
§ 4. The third auspicious morn is come, And calls our Saviour from the tomb; An earthquake hath the cavern shook, g opinions And burst the door, and rent the rock.
5. The Lord hath sent his angel down, And he hath roll'd away the stone.
. As snow behold his garment white,
6. The bands of death are torn away,
7. The body breathes, and lifts its head,
8. The L« R D of Lifs is ris'n indeed,
9. Haste then, ye souls that sirst believe,
i0. Go tell tne sollowers of your Lordj,
He lives, that they His lise nuy sind;
i. ALMIGHTY maker, God?
Through the creation's frame [
2. Nature in ev'ry dress
And sinds a thousand ways t'expresi
Thine undissembled praise. j
t (3. In Native white and red The rose and lily stand; And, free from pride, their beauties spread, To shew thy skilful hand.
4. Thelark mounts up the sky,
And bears her Maker's praife on high
5. My foul would rife and fing
Fain would my tongue adore ray Kmg,
6. But pride, that bufy fin,
Curs'd pride, that creeps securely m,
7. Thy glories I abate,
Or praife Thee with defign; k
Some of the favors I forget,
[8. The very fongs I frame
Are faithless to Thy cause; /
And steal the honours of thy name
9. . Create my fou! anew,
Else all my worship's vain!
to Descend, celestial sire,
II. Let joy and worship spend
f X. Repentance sawing srom the patienc os God
1. A N D are we wretches yet alive?
'Tis houndkss, 'tis amazing love
2. The burthen of our weighty guilt
Would fink us down to flames;
3. Almighty Goodness cries, sorbear,
And straight the thunder stays: And dare we now provoke His wrath, And weary out His grace? 4 Lord, we have long abus'd Thy love, Too long induig'd our fin; Our aking hearts e'en bleed to lee What rebels we have been. '3. No more, ye lusts, shall ye command, No more will we obey; Stretchout, Ogod, thy conq'ring hand, • And drive thy foes away!
XL Fnitb in Go J dispel* all sear.
i- A ND art Thou withus, gracious Lo R";
2. Doth Thy right hand, which form'd the
And bears up all the skies, [earth,
Stretch from on high its friendly aid
3. Dost thou a father's pity seel,
For all thy humble faints?