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.

THOM

1

HOU 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 hear'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
TAW

TALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal, 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.

1

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. 48's & 26's. 1

COW happy, gracious Lord, are we!

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

THEE will I love, my strength, my tower;

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; Thée shall I love in endless day.

Suffolk.] HYMN 245. C. M.
I NEINITE, unexhausted love ;

Jesus and :
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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