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2 He now stands knocking at the door
Of ev'ry sinner's heart:

The worst need keep him out no more,
Or force him to depart.

3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice,
Yield to be sav'd from sin:
In sure and certain hope rejoice,
That thou wilt enter in.

4 Come quickly in, thou heav'nly guest,
Nor ever hence remove;
But sup with us, and let the feast
Be everlasting love.

Pastoral Hymn.] HYMN 240. 6 lines 8's.



NHOU hidden source of calm repose,
Thou all-sufficient love divine,

My help and refuge from my foes,

Secure I am if thou art mine: And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame, I hide me, Jesus, in thy name.

2 Thy mighty name salvation is,

And keeps my happy soul above: Comfort it brings and pow'r, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love: To me with thy great name are giv'n Pardon, and holiness, and heav'n.

3 Jesus, my all in all thou art,

My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
The med❜cine of my broken heart,

In war, my peace; in loss my gain;
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown,
In shame, my glory and my crown:
4 In want, my plentiful supply,

In weakness, my almighty pow'r;

In bonds my perfect liberty,

My light, in Satan's darkest hour';
In grief, my joy unspeakable,
My life in death, my all in all.

Pickering.] HYMN 241. C. M.


1 ALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal,
While here o'er earth we rove;
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel
The kindlings of thy love.

2 With thee conversing, we forget
All time, and toil, and care:
Labour is rest, and pain is sweet,`
If thou, my God, art here.

3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice;

My bounding heart shall own thy sway,
And echo to thy voice.

4 Thou callest me to seek thy face;
'Tis all I wish to seek :

To 'tend the whispers of thy grace,
And hear thee inly speak.

5 Let this my ev'ry hour employ,
Till I thy glory see!
Enter into my Master's joy,
And find my heav'n in thee.


Arlington.] HYMN 242. C. M.

JESUS, to thee I now can fly,

On whom my help is laid:
Opprest by sins, I lift my eye,
And see the shadows fade.

2 Believing on my Lord, I find
A sure and present aid:

On thee alone my constant mind
Be every moment stay'd!

3 Whate'er in me seems wise or good,
Or strong, I here disclaim:

I wash my garments in the blood
Of the atoning Lamb.

4 Jesus, my Strength, my Life, my Rest, On thee will I depend,


Till summon'd to the marriage-feast,
When faith in sight shall end.

Alderton.] HYMN 243. 4 8's & 26's.


TOW happy, gracious Lord, are we!
Divinely drawn to follow thee,

Whose hours divided are

Betwixt the mount and multitude:
Our day is spent in doing good,
Our night in praise and pray'r.
2 With us no melancholy void,
No moment lingers unemploy'd,
Or unimprov❜d below:
Our weariness of life is gone,
Who live to serve our God alone,
And only thee to know.

3 The winter's night, and summer's day, Glide imperceptibly away,

Too short to sing thy praise;

Too few we find the happy hours,
And haste to join those heav'nly pow'rs,
In everlasting lays.

4 With all who chant thy name on high, And holy, holy, holy cry,

A bright harmonious throng,
We long thy praises to repeat,
And ceaseless sing around thy seat
The new, eternal song.

Eutaw.] HYMN 244. 6 lines 8's.

1 HEE will I love, my strength, my tower;

T Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;

Thee will I love with all my power,
In all thy works, and thee alone:
Thee will I love, till the pure fire
Fill my whole soul with chaste desire.
2 Ah! why did I so late thee know,

Thee, lovelier than the sons of men!
Ah! why did I no sooner go

To thee, the only ease in pain!
Asham'd I sigh, and inly mourn,
That I so late to thee did turn.

3 In darkness willingly I stray'd;

I sought thee, yet from thee I rov'd: Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread; Thy creatures more than thee I lov'd; And now, if more at length I see,

'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee.

4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun,

That thy bright beams on me have shin'd; I thank thee, who hast overthrown

My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind;
I thank thee, whose enliv'ning voice
Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice,

5 Uphold me in the doubtful race,
Nor suffer me again to stray;
Strengthen my feet with steady pace
Still to press forward in thy way;
My soul and flesh, O Lord of might,
Fill, satiate with thy heavenly light.
6 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears;

Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd fires;
Give to my soul, with filial fears,

The love that all heaven's host inspires,

That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.

Thee will I love, my joy, my crown,
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God;
Thee will I love, beneath thy frown,
Or smile, thy sceptre, or thy rod;
What though my flesh and heart decay;
Thee shall I love in endless day.

Suffolk.] HYMN 245. C. M.

NFINITE, unexhausted love;
Jesus and love are one:
If still to me thy bowels move,
They are restrain'd to none.

2 What shall I do my God to love!
My loving God to praise ;

The length, and breadth, and height to prove, And depth of sov'reign grace?

3 Thy sov'reign grace to all extends, Immense and unconfin'd;

From age to age it never ends,

It reaches all mankind.

4 Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity:

So wide it never pass'd by one,

Or it had pass'd by me.

5 My trespass was grown up to heaven,
But far above the skies,

Through Christ abundantly forgiven,
I see thy mercies rise.

6 The depth of all-redeeming love,
What angel tongue can tell?

O may I to the utmost prove
The gift unspeakable!


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