1 HAPPINESS! thou lovely name,
Where's thy seat? O tell me where!
Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame,
All cry out, "It is not here."
Not the wisdom of the wise
Can inform me where it lies,
Not the grandeur of the great
Can the bliss, I seek, create.
2 Object of my first desire,
Jesus! crucified for me,
All to happiness aspire
Only to be found in Thee:
Thee to praise and Thee to know,
Constitute our bliss below:
Thee to see and Thee to love
Constitute our bliss above.
3 Lord! it is not life to live
If thy presence Thou deny,
Lord! if Thou thy presence give,
'Tis no longer death-to die.
Source and Giver of repose,
Singly from thy smile it flows,
Peace and happiness are thine,
Mine they are if Thou art mine.
4. Whilst I feel thy love to me,
Every object teems with joy;
Here, O may I walk with Thee,
Then into thy presence die!
Let me but Thyself possess,
Total sum of happiness!
Real bliss I then shall prove,
Heaven below and heaven above.
The entire surrender of the soul.
1 PEACE has unveil'd her smiling face, And wooes thy soul to her embrace;
Enjoy'd with ease, if thou refrain
From earthly love, else sought in vain;
She dwells with all who truth prefer,
But seeks not them who seek not her.
2 Yield to the Lord, with simple heart,
All that thou hast, and all thou art;
Renounce all strength but strength divine,
And peace shall be for ever thine;
Behold the paths the saints have trod,
The paths which led them home to God.
Exhortation against sectarian spirit.
1 LET party names no more
The Christian world o'erspread:
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free,
Are one in Christ their Head.
Among the saints on earth,
Let mutual love be found:
Heirs of the same inheritance,
With mutual blessings crown'd.
Resemble that above;
Where no discordant sounds are heard,
But all is peace and love.
Christians meeting and separating for the work of God.
1 GOD of all consolation, take
The glory of thy grace:
Thy gifts to Thee we render back
In ceaseless songs of praise.
2 Through Thee we now together came,
In singleness of heart;
We met, O Jesus, in thy name,
And in thy name we part.
3 Present we still in spirit are,
And intimately nigh;
While on the wings of faith and prayer,
We each to other fly.
4 Our life is hid with Christ in God:
Our life shall soon appear,
And shed his glory all abroad,
In all his members here.
5 The heavenly treasure now we have
In a vile house of clay;
But He shall to the utmost save,
And keep us to that day.
6 Then let us lawfully contend,
And fight our passage through:
Bear in our faithful minds the end,
And keep the prize in view.
1 BLESS'D be the dear uniting love,
That will not let us part;
Our bodies may far off remove;
We still are one in heart.
2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head,
Where He appoints we go;
And still in Jesus' footsteps tread,
And show his praise below.
30 may we ever walk with Him!
And nothing know beside,
Nothing desire, nothing esteem,
But Jesus crucified.
4 Partakers of the Saviour's grace,
The same in mind and heart;
Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place,
Nor life, nor death can part.
5 But let us hasten to the day
Which shall our flesh restore;
When death shall all be done away,
And bodies part no more.
The Lord's vineyard.
1 SEE the vineyard lately planted,
By thy hand, O Lord of Hosts!
Let thy people's prayer be granted,
Keep it safe from hostile boasts:
Hear, O! hear us when we pray;
Keep thy vineyard night and day.
2 Drooping plants revive and nourish;
Let them thrive beneath thy hand;
Let the weak grow strong and flourish,
Blooming fair at thy command:
Let the fruitful yield Thee more;
Laden with a faithful store.
3 Further, Lord, be Thou entreated;
Plant the barren waste around;
Let thy work be thus completed,
And no fruitless spot be found:
Let the earth a vineyard be,
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
1 SALVATION! O, the joyful sound!
'Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.
2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay,
But we arise by grace divine
To see a heavenly day.
3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
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Heavenly joy on earth.
COME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known:
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God,
But servants of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
The God that rules on high,
And thunders when He please,
That rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring seas,-
This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our love,
He shall send down his heavenly powers
To carry us above.
There we shall see his face,
And never, never sin;
There, from the rivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in.
To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.
7 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below,
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.
The hill of Sion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
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