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♦. In vain the tempter's slatt'ring tongue,
The world in vain should bid me move;
In vain; for I should gaze fo long,
Till I were all transformed to love.

5. Then, mighty God, I'd fing and fay,

"What empty names are crowns and kings? "Amongst 'em give these worlds away, "These little despicable things."

6. I would not ask to climb the sky,
Nor envy angels their abode;

I have a heav'n as bright and high,
In the blest vifion of my God.

CLXX. Christ a Shelter under a sense os
Sin. 4—7 or 8 —7s.

i. TESU, lover of my foul,
3 l&t me to thy bofom fly ,
While the billows near me roll,

While the tempest still is high:
Hide me, O my SAVIOUR, hide,

Till the storm of lise is past ,
Sase into the haven guide,

O receive my foul at' last!

2. Other resuge have I none,

Hangs my helpless foul on Thee;
Leave, ah I leave me not alone,

Still fupport and comfort met
All my trust on Thee is stay'd,

All my help from Thee I bring {
Cover my desenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing!

3. Thou, O CHRIST, art all I want,

Boundless love in Thee I find;
Raife the fallen, chear the faint,

Heal the fick and lead the blinds'
Just and holy is thy name,
XJ am all unrighteousness;

Vile and full of fin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace.

4. Plentious grace with Thee is found,

Grace to pardon all my fin;
Let the healing streams abound,

Make and keep me pure within;
Thou of lise the fountain art,

Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart!

Rise to all eternity!

t CLXXI. Relieving Christ in his Members.

I, TESU8, our Lord, how rich Thy graces
J Thy bounties how complete!
How shall we count the matchless fum }
How pay the mighty debt?
'%. High on a throne of radiant light,
Dost Thou exalted shine;
What can our poverty bestow,
When all the worlds are Thine?

x. But Thou hast brethren here below,
The partners of Thy grace;
And will consess their humble name*
Besore Thy father's face.

4. In them Thou may'st be cloath'd and fed,
And vifited and chear'd;
And in their accents of distress,
Our faviour's voice is heard,
••y. Thy face with Rev'rence and with love
We in Thy poor would fee;
O let us rather beg our bread,
Than keep it back from Thee J

§ CLXXII. The Ascension. 4—7/

I. TESUS, our triumphant head,
I Ris'n victorious from the dead,


To the realms of glory's gone,
To ascend his rightful throne.

;. Cherubs on the conqu'ror gaze,
Seraphs glow with brighter blaze:
Each bright order of the sky.
Hail Him as He passes by.

3. Heav'n its king congratulates,
Opens wide her golden gates;
Angels songs of vict'ry ling,
All the blifsful regions ring.

4. Saints the glorious triumph greet,
See their en'mies at his seet;

By his scars his toils are view'd
And his garments roll'd in blood!

5. Sinners, join the heav'nly pow'rs;
For Redemption all is ours!

None but burden'd sinners prove
Blood-bought pardon, dying love.

6. Hail, Thou dear, thou worthy Lo Rd! Holy Lamb, incarnate word I

Hail Thou sosfring S o N of Gop!
Take the trophies of thy blood.

CLXXIII. Christ'* Usage.

r TESUS, the rising Lord of all,
J His love to man commends.
Poor worms He blushes not to call
His brethren and His friends.

2. Who baseh/ all sorsook their Lord

In His distress, and fled,
To these He sends the joyful word,
When risen from the dead.

3. Go tell the -vile deserters'. No:

My dearest brethren tell, Their advocate to heav'n I go, To rescue them from HelK

4. Lo! to my Father I ascend!
Tour Father now is he,
My God, and Yours, whoe'er depend
For endless lise on Me.
5 Hencesorth I ever live above.
For you to intercede;
The merit of my dying love,
For all mankiud to plead.

6. Sinners, I rose again to shew
Your sins are all sorgiv'n;
And mount above the skies, that you
May sollow me to heav'n.

CLXXIV. Whitsunday, defiring the. Comforter. 6—8.

i. ¥ESUS we hang upon the word,
J Our saithful souls have heard of thee;
Be mindful of thy promise, Lord,
Thy promife made to all and me.
Thy soll'wers, who thy steps purfue,
And dare believe that God is true.

a. Thou faid'st I will the father pray, .
And he the Pa R Aclc Te shall give:
Shall give him in your hearts to stay,
And never more his temple leave.
Myself will to my orphans come,
And make you mine eternal home.

3. Come then, dear Lord, Thyself reveal,
And let the premise now take place .
Be it according to thy will
According to thy word of grace;

Thy sorrowful'disciples chear,

And send usdownthe Comforter.

4. He visits now the troubled breast,
And oft relieves our fad complaints;
But soon we lose the transient guest,
Too soon we droop again and faint;

G j Repeat ^ Repeat the melancholy moan, Our joy is flee, onr comfort gone! 5.Hasten Him, Lord, into our heart, Our fure inseparable guide 5 O might we meet and never part! O might He in our hearts abide! And keep his house of praife *nd pray'r, And rest and reign for ever there!

CLXXV. Christ our Righteousness.

1. TESU, thy blood and righteousness
I My beauty are, my glorious dress;
fylidst flaming worlds, in these array'd,
With joy shall I list up my head.

a. When from the duit of earth I rise,
To claim my manfion in the skies;
E'en then shall this be all my plea,
"jesus hath Hv'd and died for me,''

3. Bold shall I stand in that great day, ,
For who ought tp my charge shall lay?
Fully thro' Thee ablolv'd 1 am
From fin and sear, and guilt and shame.

4.. Thus Abraham, the friend of God,
Thus all the armies bought with blood,
•saviour of finners Thee proclaim,
Sinners of whom the chief 1 am.
45. This spotless robe the fame appears,
When ruin'd nature finks in years,
No age can change its glorious hue
The grace of Christ is ever new.

6. O let the dead now hear thy voice, Now bid thy banifh'd ones rejoice! Their beamy this, their glorious dress, Jesus the Lord pur righteousness.

CLXXVI. she Hofy Scriptures. 1. J ADEN wirh guilt, and full of sea•s, 1 4 J fly to Thee, my I.ord; And not a glimpse of hope appear* But in Thy written word. %. The volume of my F A T H E R's grace Does all my griess aslwage; Here I behold my S A V I o U R's face Almost in ev'ry page. [3. This is the field, where hidden lie» The pearl of price unknown; That merchant is divinely wise, Who makes the pearl his own.]

4. Here consecrated water flows.

To quench my thirst of fin;
Here the sair tree of knowledge grows,
Nor danger dwells therein.

5. 'Tis is the judge that ends the strise,

V/here wit and reafon fail |
My guide to everlasting lise,

Thro' all this glooriiy vale. 1

6. Omay thy counsels, mighty Goto,

My. roving seet command 1
Nor I forfake the happy road
That leads to thy right-hand!

CLXXVJI. she Travellers.

1. T EADER of faithful fouls, our guide I
I J We travel to the sky;
Come, and with us, e'en us, abide;
Who would on thee rely!

.£. Strangers and pilgrim; here below.
This earth is not our place;
We hasten thro' the vale of woe,
Restieis tp yjew Thy face.

3. We have no biding city here,

But seek one out of fight; Thither our steady course we steer Up to the plains of light.

4. Patient th' appointed race to run,

Thjs world we east behind;
From strength to strength we travel on,
Jerusaletn to find.

5. Thither in all our theughts we tend,

With longing eyes look up;
Our hearts and pray'rs besore us send
Our scouts of faith and hope.

jS. Who faring us news of Sitrn near,
That palace of our King;
We soon shall fee the tow'rs appear,
-They're nearer while we fing.

7. Thro' Thee, who all our fins hath borne,

And graciously forgiv'n;

With fongs to Sion we return,

And to our native heav'n.

8. E'en now we taste the pleafures there,

A cloud of odours comes; Soft wasted by the balmy air, Sweet as Araby's gums.

9. Rais'd by the breath of love divine,

We run with strength renew'd; The church of the first-born to join, Upon the mount of God.

CLXXVIII. Righteousness the Source os Peace.

1. T EAVE, O our fouls, the tents of fin; 1 4 How false her joys appear 1

Noise and consufion dwell within;
Peace is a stranger there.

2, Peace never fixed her facred throne

So near the gates of hell;

She reigns in pious breasts alone,
Where heav'nly graces dwell.

3. The men, who keep the laws of God,

His choicest blessings share; Or if he lifts his chatt'ning rod, 'Tis with a father's care.

4. His mighty pow'r shall guard the just.

His wisdom point their way;
His eye shall watch their sleeping dust;
His hand revive their clay.

5. Begin, ye faints, the joyful talk;

His praife employ your tongue;
And foon eternity will ask
A more exalted fong.

CLXXIX. The Excellency os the Christian

1. T ET everlasting glories crown

I J Thy head, our Sa ViOur, and our

Lo RD;

Thy hands have brought salvation down,

And writ the blessings in Thy word. [2. What if we trace the globe around,

And search from Britain to Japan;

There shall be no religion found

So just to Gor;, fo fate for man ?] 3,. In vain the trembling conscience seeks

Some folid ground to rest upon;

With long despair the spirit breaks,

Till we apply to Ch R I S T alone. 4. How well Thy blessed truths agree!

How wise and holy Thy commands!

Thy promifes, how firm they be!

How firm our hope and comfort stands!

fj. Not the fam'd fields of Heath'nish blifs Could raise such pltasures ta the mind; Nor does the Turkish paradife Pretend to joys so well ressin'd.] 6. Should all the sorms, that men devife, Assault our faith with treach'rous arts; We'd call them vanity and lies, And bind the gospel to our hearts.

§ CLXXX. The Invitation of the Gospel. 2. X ET ev'ry mortal ear attend, ,1 .j And ev'ry heart rejoice; The trumpet of the Gospel sounds With an inviting voice!

2. Ho, all ye hungry starving souls,
/That seed upon the wind;
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To sill an empty mind I

J. Eternal Wisdom has prepar'd
A souUreviving seast;
And bids your lor.ging appetites
The rich provision taste.

4. Ho, ye that pant sor living streams,

And pine away, and die;
Here ye may quench your raging thirst,
With springs that never dry!

5. Rivers of love and mercy here

In a rich ocean join;
Salvation in abundance stows
Like floods of milk and wine.
[6. Ye perishing and naked poor;
Who work, with mighty pain,
To weave a garment of your own,
That will not hide your sin!

7. Come naked, and adorn your souls
In robes prepar'd by God;
Wrought by the labors of his Son,
And dy'd in His own blood!]

8. Dear God, the treafures of Thy love

Are everlasting mines;
Deep as our helpless rais'ries are,
And boundless as our sins!

9. The happy gates of Gospel-grace

Stand open night and day;
Lord, we are come to seek fupplies.
And drive our wants away t

CLXXXI. Christ our Strength.

I. T ET me but hear my Saviowr say,
I J " Strength shall be equal to thj day:"
Then I rejoice in deep distress,
Leaning on all-fufficient grace.

2.1 glory in insirmity,

That C H R i S T's own pow'r may rest- on me;
When I am weak, then am I strong,
Grace is my shield, and Christ my song,

3.1 can do all things, or can bear
All fusPrings, if my Lord be there;
Sweet pleafures mingle with the pains,
While his lest-hand my head fustains.

4.- But if the Lord be once withdrawn,
And we attempt the workalone.;( .
When new temptations spring and "si$,
We sind how great our weakness is:

5. So Sampson, when his hair was lost,
Met the Philiflinet to his cost,
Shook his vain limbs with sad furpriz^
Made seeble sight, and lost his eyes. ..

CLXXXII. God our Preserver,

I. T ET others boast how strong they be,
I 4 Nor death nor danger sear;
But we'll consess, O Lord, to thee,
.. What fteble things we are.

2. Fresh

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