There doth our Shepherd kindly guide,
And for our parching thirst provide.

4 When from this fold we ever stray,
He marks our wand'ring, devious way;
Reclaims our souls to blissful rest,
And brings us leaning on his breast.
5 The tender lambs, too prone to trace
The path of sin's dark wilderness;
He gathers safely with his arm,
And, in his bosom, shields from harm,
6 Shepherd and Bishop of my soul,
O make thy wounded servant whole!
Continue all thy gifts of love,
Till I shall reach thy fold above.

2

HYMN 242. S. M.

Blessings of the Gospel.

RIVERS from Jesus flow,

And bright prophetic streams;

There trees of life immortal grow,
And light effulgent beams.

Leaves from those trees shall heal

The nations of their wo;

Sinners the living balsam feel,

And up to Zion go.

TURNER.

3

Thus, from the house of God,
Waters were seen to flow;

4

And, like the all-atoning blood,
Give health where'er they go.

Behold the spicy hills,

And ever-living groves!

Their pleasant fruit the hungry fills,
And truth spontaneous grows.

H. BALLOU.

HYMN 243. C. M.

The heavenly Jerusalem.

AY sacred heat inspire my tongue,

MAY And ev'ry grace impart;

With golden numbers fill my song,
And animate my heart.

2 Of the eternal fair I sing,
Jerusalem above;

Zion, the city of our King,
Where dwells immortal love.

3 Behold! her walls are great and high,
(Salvation of the Lord)

Her gates the word of prophecy,

And open is the word.

4 From north and south, from east and west,
Shall all the nations come;

And find in her immortal rest,
And an eternal home.

5 On emblematic stones she stands,
Where ev'ry grace is found;
Rais'd by the great Jehovah's hands,
And on Immanuel's ground.

6 She, like a jasper stone most bright,
Reflects her cheering rays;

In her there is no gloom of night,
But one eternal blaze.

7 Of her the Holy One hath said,
(And faithful is his word)

Her seed shall bruise the serpent's head:
This seed is Christ the Lord.

8 Thus is male and female one,

"The Lord our righteousness." The Covenant and Living Son, In whom the world is blest.

H. BALLOU.

HYMN 244. Eights Metre.

The call of Zion, and the exhibition of her glory: Collected from various Scriptures.

ARISE from thy wilderness state,

Thou Zion, belov'd of the Lord,

And deck'd in thy majesty great,
Shine forth as the precious restor❜d.
Long time hast thou wander'd forlorn,
Forsaken, and greatly despis'd;
The garments of sorrow hast worn,
Nor the love of thy God realiz'd.

2 Now clothe thee with raiment of light
On thy head wear a crown of pure gold :
Thy radiant effulgence so bright,
Thy enemies cannot behold.

From the dust of the earth thou shalt rise,
Renew'd in the vigour of youth;
Thus the captive, with pleasing surprise,
Hears the ransoming language of truth.
3 Deliver'd to bondage for nought,

Where tyrants thy steps have pursu'd;
Thou shalt without money be bought,
Thy Saviour thy thraldoms hath view'd.
Thy Maker, thy Husband, thy King,
Shall lead thee to mansions of rest;
And a numerous retinue bring,
To welcome his bride to his breast.

WH

HYMN 245. C. M.

Confidence in God.

WHY thus dejected, O my soul!
Why thus cast down with fear?

If floods of sorrow o'er thee roll,

Is no deliv'rer near?

2 Hope thou in God, and in him trust
And send thy fears away;

He is both merciful and just;
Nor can his love decay.

TURNER

3 My soul, the highest notes of praise
To thy deliv'rer sing;

And in thy sweetest anthems raise
The honours of thy King.

4 Thy health, thy beauty, and thy pow'r,
Is God, thy gracious friend;

Then, O my soul! thy God adore,
Who doth salvation send.

HYMN 246. L. M.

H. BALLOU.

We are all the Offspring of our God. Acts xvii. 28.
E are the offspring of our God;

WE

All nations, made of the same blood,
Are children of his matchless grace,
Through Adam's vast and countless race.
2 The Greek and Jew are one by faith;
Christ is the head, th' apostle saith.
All men are brethren in the Lord,
And heirs of his eternal word.

3 Let God be worshipp'd and ador'd;
He is our Saviour and our Lord:
Nor let our honours e'er be paid
To gods which mortal hands have made.
4 Deliver'd now from sin's dark night,
Our eyes behold a heavenly light;

The Lord will on his Zion rise,

And raise his offspring to the skies. H. BALLOU.
HYMN 247. C. M.

N°

There is no Peace to the Wicked.

peace my starving soul can find
In sin's deceitful way;

No pleasant fruits to cheer the mind,
Nor light a single ray.

2 A guilty conscience gnaws within,
And I am drown'd with grief;
My soul abhors that monster, sin,
Dear Saviour! grant relief

3 0, why should men in sin remain ?
Why walk the tiresome way?
Lord, may éach sinner grace obtain:
And go no more astray.

4 Hast thou not promis'd in thy word,
That sin shall finish'd be?
Fulfil thy testimonies, Lord,
And set the sinner free.

H. BALLOU.

B

The Innumerable Multitude. Rev. vii. 9, &c.

EHOLD on Zion's heavenly shore,
A vast and shining band ;

Which can't be told, or number'd o'er,
In glorious order stand!

2 From earth's remotest bounds they came,
From tribulations great,

And, through the vict'ries of the Lamb,
They've reach'd the heavenly state.

3 Their robes they've wash'd in Jesus' blood
From ev'ry spot of sin;

They stand before the throne of God,
And of his mercies sing.

4 Hunger and thirst they know no more;
From burning heats refresh'd;
The Lamb shall feed them from his store,
And give them endless rest.

5 To living streams of heavenly joy
Jesus shall lead his flock;

To drink fresh draughts is their employ,
From Christ, th' eternal Rock.

6 God all their tears shall wipe away,
And they his wonders tell :
While in his temple they shall stay,
And God with them shall dwell.

H. BALLOU.