Nor found religious duties sweet,

Nor sought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways.
2 With tend'rest voice thou bad'st me flee
The paths which thou could'st ne'er approve;
And gently drew my soul to thee,

With cords of sweet, eternal love.
3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly,
And low in self-abasement fall;
A vile, a helpless worm, I lie,

And thou, my God, art all in all. 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart,

Than all the joys that earth can give;
From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd part,
Beneath thy countenance to live.
5 And when, in smiling friendship drest,
Death bids me quit this mortal frame,
Gently reclin'd on Jesus' breast,

My latest breath shall bless his name.
6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise,
And soar above yon starry spheres,
Join the full chorus of the skies,

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And sing thy praise thro' endless years.
HYMN 58. P. M. 8, 7.

A miracle of Grace.

H Only thee I wish to sing;
To my soul thy name is precious,
Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King.
2 Oh, what mercy flows from heav'n,
Óh, what joy and happiness!
Love I much ?--I've much forgiv'n--
I'm a miracle of grace.

AIL, my ever blessed Jesus,

3 Once, with Adam's race in ruin,
Unconcern'd in sin f lay;
Swift destruction still pursuing,
Till my Saviour pass'd that way.

4 Witness all ye hosts of heav'n,
My Redeemer's tenderness!
Love I much ?-I've much forgiv❜n-
I'm a miracle of grace.

5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir;

Praise the Lamb enthron'd above; While, astonish'd, I admire

God's free grace and boundless love. 6 That bless'd moment I receiv'd him, Fill'd my soul with joy and peace; Love I much ?--I've much forgiv'nI'm a miracle of grace,

זי

HYMN 59. L. M.

Distinguishing Grace acknowledged. HEAR a voice that comes from far; From Calvary it sounds abroad; It soothes my soul, and calms my fear: It speaks of pardon bought with blood. 2 And is it true, that many fly

The sound that bids my soul rejoice; And rather choose in sin to die,

Than turn an ear to mercy's voice! 3 Alas, for those !-the day is near, When mercy will be heard no more; Then will they ask in vain to hear The voice they would not hear before. 4 With such, I own, I once appear'd,

But now I know how great their loss For sweeter sounds were never heard Than mercy utters from the cross. 5 But let me not forget to own,

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That ifI differ aught from those,
"Tis due to sov'reign grace alone,
That oft selects its proudest foes.
HYMN 60. C. M.

Asking the way to Zion.

INQUIRE, Zionis,

NQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way,
That leads to Zion's hill,

And thither set your steady face,
With a determin'd will.

2 Invite the strangers all around,
Your pious march to join ;

And spread the sentiments you feel
Of faith and love divine.

3 Oh, come, and to his temple haste,
Ánd seek his favor there;
Before his footstool humbly bow,
And pour your fervent pray'r!

4 Oh, come, and join your souls to God
In everlasting bands;

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Accept the blessings he bestows,
With thankful hearts and hands.

HYMN 61. L. M.

Not ashamed of Jesus.

JESUS! and shasham'd of thee!

TESUS! and shall it ever be,

A mortal

Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine thro' endless days

2 Asham'd of Jesus!-sooner far

Let ev'ning blush to own a star:

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He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus !-just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus !-that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! No! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus!-yes 1 mayWhen I've no guilt to wash awayNo tear to wipe-no good to craveNo fear to quell-no soul to save. 6 Till then-nor is my boasting vainTill then I boast a Saviour slain ! And Oh, may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me! HYMN 62. L. M.

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Renewal of self-dedication.
HAPPY day, that fix'd my choice
On thee, my Saviour, and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.
2 O happy bond, that seals my vows
To him, who merits all my love!
Let cheerful anthems fill his house,
While to that sacred shrine I move.
3 'Tis done :-the great transaction's done,
I am my Lord's, and he is mine :
He drew me and I follow'd on-
Charm'd to confess the voice divine.
4 Now rest, my long-divided heart,
Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest;
With ashes who would grudge to part,
When call'd on angels' bread to feast!
5 High heav'n, that heard the solemn vow,
That vow renew'd shall daily hear:
Till in life's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.

HYMN 63. C. M.

Deliverance from evil companions.

1 THE giddy world, with flatt'ring tongue, charm'd my soul astray,

And lur'd my heedless feet to death,
Along the flow'ry way.

2 My heart, with agonizing pray'r,
Besought the Lord to save;

Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand,
And brought me from the grave.

3 He broke the charm, which drew my feet To darkness and the dead:

From lips profane, and tongues impure,
With quiv'ring steps I fled.

4 Homeward I flew to find my God,
And seek his face divine,

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Restor❜d to peace, to hope, to life,
To Zion's friends, and mine.

HYMN 64. C. M.

Christian Fellowship.

OUR souls, by love together knit,

Cemented, mixt in one,

One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice,
"Tis heav'n on earth begun.

2 Our hearts have often burn'd within,
And glow'd with sacred fire,
While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blest,
And fill'd th' enlarged desire.

3 The little cloud increases still,

The heav'ns are big with rain;
We haste to catch the teeming show'r,
And all its moisture drain.

4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows!
But pour a mighty flood 1;

Oh! sweep the nations, shake the earth,
'Till all proclaim thee God.

5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up,
And sett'st thy starry crown;
When all thy sparkling gems shall shine,
Proclaim'd by thee thine own;

6 May we, a little band of love,
We sinners, sav'd by grace,
From glory unto glory chang'd,
Behold thee face to face.

HYMN 65. L. M.

Christian Fellowship.

1 HOW blest the sacred tie that binds,

In union sweet, according minds! How swift the heav'nly course they run, Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one. 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What jealous love, what holy fear! How doth the gen'rous flame within Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow, For human guilt and mortal wo;

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HYMN LXVI. LXVII.

Their ardent pray'rs together rise,
Likemingling flames in sacrifice.
4 Together oft they seek the place,
Where God reveals his awful face ;-
At length they meet in realms above,
A heav'n of joy-because of love.

Salvation by Grace.
HYMN 66. S. M.

Salvation by Grace.

RACE! 'tis a charming sound;

G Harmonious to the ear!

Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contriv'd the way,
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wond'rous plan.

3 Grace led my roving feet

To tread the heav'nly road;
And new supplies each hour, I meet,
While pressing on to God.

4 Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

HYMN 67. P. M. 11, 8.
Election.

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1 IN songs of sublime adoration and praise;
Ye pilgrims, for Zion who press,
Break forth and extol the great Ancient of days,
His rich and distinguishing grace.

2 His love from eternity fix'd upon you,—
Broke forth and discover'd its flame,

When each with the cords of his kindness he drew,

And brought you to love his great name. 3 O, had not he pity'd the state you were in, Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt :

You all would have liv'd, would have died too in sin,

And sunk with the load of your guilt.

4 What was there in you that could merit estee. Or give the Creator delight?

Twas" Even so, Father," you ever must sing "Because it seem'd good in thy sight."

5 Then give all the glory to his holy name, To him all the glory belongs :