p"Father, I've done thy justice wrong, "Nor can deserve thy grace."

o 4 He said, and hastened to his home, To seek his father's love;

-The father saw the rebel come,

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And all his bowels move.

u 5 He ran and fell upon his neck, Embraced and kissed his son;

p The rebel's heart with sorrow brake, For follies he had done.

o 6"Take off his clothes of shame and sin," (The father gives command)

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"Dress him in garments white and clean, "With rings adorn his hand.

7" A day of feasting I ordain;

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"Let mirth and joy abound!

My son was dead,—and lives again ;
"Was lost-and now is found."

HYMN 124. L. M. Armley. [b*]
The First and Second Adam. Rom. v. 12, &c.

e 1 DEEP in the dust, before thy throne,
Our guilt and our disgrace we own;
a Great God, we own th' unhappy name,
Whence sprung our nature, and our shame!
2 Adam the sinner: at his fall
Death, like a conqueror, seized us all :
A thousand new-born babes are dead,
By fatal union to their head.

e 3 But whilst our spirits, filled with awe, Behold the terrors of thy law,

o We sing the honours of thy grace, That sent to save our ruined race. 4 We sing thine everlasting Son, Who joined our nature to his own : g Adam the Second, from the dust, Raises the ruins of the first.

5 [By the rebellion of one man,
Through all his seed the mischief ran;
And by one man's obedience now,
Are all his seed made righteous too.

o 6 Where sin did reign and death abound,
There have the sons of Adam found

o Abounding life; there glorious grace

Reigns through the Lord our righteousness.]

HYMN 125. C. M. Barby. [*] Christ's Compassion to the Weak and Tempted. Heb iv. 16; v. 7. Matt. xii. 20.

1 WITH

WITH joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above;

His heart is made of tenderness,

His bowels melt with love.

p 2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;

He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.

-3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,
The great Redeemer stood;

e While Satan's fiery darts he bore, And did resist to blood.

p 4 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out his cries and tears; e And, in his measure, feels afresh What every member bears.

b 5 (He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame;

The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.)

o 6 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power;

o We shall obtain delivering grace, In the distressing hour.

HYMN 126. L. M.

Charity and Uncharitableness.

1 Cor. x. 32.

Islington. [*]

Rom. xiv. 17, 19.

1 NOT different food, nor different dress,

Compose the kingdom of our Lord;
But peace, and joy, and righteousness,
Faith, and obedience to his word.
2 When weaker Christians we despise,
We do the gospel mighty wrong;
For God, the gracious and the wise,
Receives the feeble with the strong.
3 Let pride and wrath be banished her
Meekness and love our souls purs

Nor shall our practice give offence
To saints, the Gentile, or the Jew.

HYMN 127. L. M. Portugal. [*]

Christ's Invitation to Sinners.

1 "

CO

Matt. xi. 28-30.

HOME hither, all ye weary souls, "Ye heavy laden sinners, come; "I'll give you rest from all your toils, "And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 "They shall find rest, who learn of me; "I'm of a meek and lowly mind; "But passion rages like the sea,

"And pride is restless as the wind.

3"Blest is the man, whose shoulders take
"My yoke, and bear it with delight;
"My yoke is easy to his neck,

"My grace shall make the burden light."
o 4 Jesus, we come at thy command,
With faith, and hope, and humble zeal;
Resign our spirits to thy hand,

To mould and guide us at thy will.

HYMN 128. L. M. Green's. [*]

The Apostles' Commission. Mark xvi. 15, &c. Matt. xxviii. 18, &c.

1 "

G

O, preach my gospel," saith the Lord; "Bid the whole earth my grace receive "He shall be saved, who trusts my word; e "He shall be damned, who won't believe. -2 "I'll make your great commission known, "And ye shall prove my gospel true;

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By all the works that I have done,

"By all the wonders ye shall do.

3" Go heal the sick; go raise the dead; "Go cast out devils in my name :

"Nor let my prophets be afraid,

"Though Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme.

4 "Teach all the nations my commands; "I'm with you till the world shall end :

"All power is trusted in my hands;

"I can destroy, and I defend."

o 5 He spake, and light shone round his head; On a bright cloud to heaven he rode.

g They to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God.

HYMN 129. L. M.

Armley. [b *] [b*]

Abraham offering his Son.

Gen. xxii. 6, &c.

SAINTS, at your heavenly Father's word,
Give up your comforts to the Lord;

He shall restore what you resign,
Or grant you blessings more divine.
2 So Abra'am, with obedient hand,
Led forth his son, at God's command;
The wood, the fire, the knife he took;
His arm prepared the dreadful stroke.
d 3" Abra'am, forbear," the angel cried,
"Thy faith is known, thy love is tried;
Thy son shall live, and in thy seed,
"Shall the whole earth be blest indeed."
o 4 Just in the last distressing hour,
The Lord displays delivering power;
The mount of danger is the place,
Where we shall see surprising grace.

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HYMN 130. L. M. Sicilian. [b*]
Love and Hatred. Phil. ii. 2. Eph. iv. 30, &c
TOW by the bowels of my God,

NOW

His sharp distress, his sore complaints,
By his last groans, his dying blood,-
I charge my soul to love the saints.
-2 Clamour and wrath and war begone,
Envy and spite forever cease;

Let bitter words no more be known,
Amongst the saints, the sons of peace.
e 3 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove,
Flies from the realms of noise and strife;
Why should we vex and grieve His love,
Who seals our souls to heavenly life?
4 Tender and kind be all our thoughts,
Through all our lives let mercy run:
-So God forgives our numerous faults,
For the dear sake of Christ his Son.

HYMN 131. L. M. Islington. [b]
The Pharisee and Publican. Luke xviii. 10, &e

'BEHO, how and Pharisee

EHOLD, how sinners disagree,—

One doth his righteousness proclaim, e The other owns his guilt and shame. p 2 This man at humble distance stands, And cries for grace with lifted hands; o That boldly rises near the throne, And talks of duties he has done.

-3 The Lord their different language knows, And different answers he bestows:

o The humble soul with grace he crowns, e Whilst on the proud his anger frowns. -4 Dear Father, let me never be

Joined with the boasting Pharisee;

e I have no merits of my own,

But plead the sufferings of thy Son.

HYMN 132. L. M. Brentford. Oporto. [*]

1

Holiness and Grace. Titus ii. 10, 13.

O let our lips and lives express
The holy gospel, we profess;

So let our works and virtues shine,
To prove the doctrine all divine.

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad
The honours of our Saviour God;
When the salvation reigns within,
And grace subdues the power of sin.
e 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied,
Passion and envy, lust and pride;

o Whilst justice, temperance, truth and love, Our inward piety approve.

-4 Religion bears our spirits up,

While we expect that blessed hope,o The bright appearance of the Lord;-And faith stands leaning on his word.

HYMN 133. C. M.

York. [*]

Love and Charity. 1 Cor. xiii. 2—7, 13.

LET Pharisees of high esteem

Their faith and zeal declare;

All their religion is a dream,

If love be wanting there.

2 Love suffers long with patient eye,
Nor is provoked in haste;

She lets the present injury die,
And long forgets the past.