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The happy Results of a Revival. Display thy salvation, and teach the new song To every nation, and people, and tongue.

HYMN 630. P.M.
The happy Results of a Revival.
OUR souls by love together knit,

Cemented, mix'd in one;
One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice ;

"Tis heaven on earth begun :
Our hearts have burn'd while Jesus spake,

And glow'd with sacred fire:
He stopp'd, and talk'd, and fed, and bless'd,
" And fill'd the enlarged desire.
CHORUS.-A Saviour! let creation sing !

A Saviour! let all heaven ring!
He's God with us, we feel him ours :
His fulness in our souls he pours;
'Tis almost done,-'tis almost o'er, -
We're joining them who're gone before;

We then shall meet to part no more. 2 We're soldiers, fighting for our King,

Let trembling cowards fly-
We'll stand unshaken, firm and fix'd,

With Christ to live and die:
Let devils rage, and hell assail,

We'll cut our passage through!
Let foes unite, and friends desert,
We'll seize the crown our due.

A Saviour! &c. 3 The little cloud increases still,

The heavens are big with rain :
We haste to catch the teeming shower,

And all its moisture drain;
A rill, a stream, a torrent flows,

But pour the mighty flood :
Oh! sweep the nations-shake the earth,
Till all proclaim thee, God.

A Saviour ! &c.

Revival prayed for.

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4 And when thou mak’st thy jewels up

And set'st thy starry crown;
When all the sparkling gems shall shine,

Proclaim'd by thee thy own;
May we, a little band of love,

Be sinners saved by grace;
From glory into glory changed,
Behold thee face to face.

A Saviour ! &c.
HYMN 631. S.M.
How beautiful upon the mountains," frc.

How beauteous are their feet

Who stand on Zion's hill;
Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace reveal.
2 How charming is their voice!

How sweet the tidings are ! Zion, behold thy Saviour King;

He reigns and triumphs here! 3 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought but never found !
The Lord makes bare bis arm

Through all the earth abroad;
Let every nation now behold

Their Saviour and their God. WAT

HYMN 632. 8-7's.

Revival prayed for.
HASTE again, ye days of grace,
When assembled in one place,
Signs and wonders mark'd the hour ;
All were fill'd and spoke with power;
Hands uplifted, eyes o'erflow'a,
Hearts enlarged,-self destroy'd;
All things common now we'll prove,
All our common stock be love.

Th: same.

CHORUS- Jesus now his work revives;

Now his quickening Spirit strives;
Oh, let preachers, people-all
Listen to the glorious call;
Join the simple, lively throng,
Catch the fire, and swell the song;
Heart in heart, and hand in hand,

Spread the life through all the land.
Oh! that each may now prevail,
Act the faith that cannot fail ;
Rise and pull the blessings down;
Seize the kingdom for our own :
Fire our hearts with holy zeal,
Glowing still for Zion's weal:
Heaven open! blessings pour !
Spirit work the present hour!-Jesus, &c.


HYMN 633. 4-6's & 2-8's

The same. .
SAVIOUR, we know thou art

In every age the same:
Now, Lord, in ours exert

The virtue of thy name;
And daily by thy grace increase
Thy blood-besprinkled witnesses.
2 Thy people saved below

From every sinful stain,
Shall multiply and grow,

If thy command ordain:
And one into a thousand rise,
And spread thy praise thro' carth and skies.
3 In many a soul and mine,

Thou hast display'd thy power;
But to thy people join

Ten thousand thousand more:
Saved from the guilt and strength of sin,
In life and heart entirely clean.

Morning llymn.


IIYMN 634. L.M.
A Morning and Evening Hymn.
My God, how boundless is thy love;

Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above

Gently descend like early dew.
2 Thou spreadest the curtain of the night,

Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sovereign word restores the light,

And quickens all my drowsy powers. 8 I yield my powers to thy coinmand;

To thee I consecrate my days:
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise. WATTS.

HYMN 635. C.M.

A Morning Hymn.
FATHER, I wake, thy love to praise,

Which has my weakness kept;
Thy mercy did the angels place

To guard me while I slept.
2 I laid me down in peace, and rise

Thy goodness to proclaim,
Present my morning sacrifice,

My thanks in Jesu's name.
3 Because he bought me with his blood.

Into thy favour take;
And still be merciful and good

To me for Jesu's sake.
4 Throughout this day thy mercy show,

And still thy child defend,
Till all my spotless life helow

In heavenly glories end.

Thanksgiving for providential Blessings.

HYMN 636. C.M.
Divine Protection during Sleep.
STILL do the wheels of time revolve,

And bear this life along;
With thanks I end the fleeting d

And hail them with a song.
2 Lord, what is man when lost in sleep?

All power of reasoning dies;
And yet from this defenceless state

With new delights I rise.
3 But not defenceless, O my soul!

Observe that guardian hand, Which placed those watchful angels there

There set the heavenly band.
4 And does the King of Glory wake,

To guard my sleeping head;
And shining seraphs pitch their tents

So near a mortal's bed?
5 Great God of Hosts, accept the song

I owe to wondrous grace:
Oh, may the Guardian of my nights

Delight to bless my days.
6 This day let every hour correct

The follies of the past !
And such let all its actions be,
As would adorn the last.

HYMN 637. L.M. Thanksgiving for providential Blessings. How do thy mercies close me round!

For ever be thy name adored ;
I blush in all things to abound;

The servant is above his Lord. 2 Inured to poverty and pain,

A suffering life my Master led :
The Son of God, the Son of Man,
He had not where to lay his head.

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