Turn not from his griefs away ;
Learn from him to watch and pray.
2 See him at the judgment-hall,
Beaten, bound, reviled, arraigned :
See him meekly bearing all!
Love to man his soul sustained!
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss;
Learn of Christ to bear the cross.
3 Calvary's mournful mountain view;
There the Lord of Glory see,
Made a sacrifice for you,

Dying on th' accursed tree:

"It is finished," hear him cry;

Trust in Christ and learn to die.

4 Early to the tomb repair,
Where they laid his breathless clay;
Angels kept their vigils there:
Who hath taken him away?

"Christ is risen!" he seeks the skies;
Saviour! teach us so to rise.

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HYMN 268.

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C. M. Woodstock. [b]

Christ precious. 1 Pet. ii, 7.

OW sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear!

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,

And to the weary, rest.

3 By him, my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled.
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Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.

4 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see thee, as thou art,
I'll praise thee as I ought.

5 Till then, I would thy love proclaim,
With every fleeting breath:

And may the music of thy name

Refresh my soul in death.

Newton.

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HYMN 269. H. M. Haddam. [*]

JESUS, harmonious Name!

It charms the hosts above:

They evermore proclaim

And wonder at his love; 'Tis all their happiness to gaze, 'Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 2 His name the sinner hears, And is from sin set free: 'Tis music in his ears,

'Tis life and victory:

New songs do now his lips employ,
And dances his glad heart for joy.
3 Stung by the monster sin,
My poor expiring soul

The balmy sound drinks in,
And is at once made whole:
See there my Lord upon the tree!
I hear, I feel, he died for me.

4 O unexampled love!
O all-redeeming grace!
How swiftly didst thou move

To save a fallen race!

What shall I do to make it known
What thou for all mankind hast done?

5 O for a trumpet-voice,

On all the world to call!
To bid their hearts rejoice

In him who died for all!

For all my Lord was crucified :

For all, for all, my Saviour died. Wesley's Col.

HYMN 270. C. M. Abridge. [*]

Chief among Ten Thousand; or the Excellencies of Christ.

AJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Saviour's brow;

His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace o'erflow.

2 To him I owe my life and breath,
And all the joys I have:

o He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave.

3 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet; o Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 4 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine.

HYMN 271. C. M. St. Martin's. [*]
The Day of Pentecost.

o 1. Christ, our ascended Lord,
L
ET songs of praises fill the sky!
Sends down his Spirit from on high,
According to his word.

o 2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath,
New life creates within:

He quickens sinners from the death
Of trespasses and sin.

-3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes,
And shows them unto men;
The fallen soul his temple makes,
God's image stamps again.

s 4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above,
With thy celestial fire:

Come, and with flames of zeal and love
Our hearts and tongues inspire.

Cotterill.

HYMN 272. 8 & 7. Sicilian. [*]

HOLY

OLY GHOST! dispel our sadness,
Pierce the clouds of nature's night.
Come, thou source of joy and gladness,
Breathe thy life and spread thy light.
e 2 Hear, oh! hear our supplication,
Blessed Spirit! God of Peace!
Rest upon this congregation,

With th' abundance of thy grace.
3 Author of our new creation!
Bid us all thine influence prove:
Make our souls thy habitation;
Shed abroad the Saviour's love.

Geo. Burder's Col.

HYMN 273. S. M. Lisbon. [*] 0 1 LEST Comforter Divine!

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1B Let rays of heavenly love

Amidst our gloom and darkness shine,
And guide our souls above.

2 Draw, with thy "still small voice,”
From every sinful way;

And bid the mourning saint rejoice,
Though earthly joys decay.
3 By thine inspiring breath
Make every cloud of care,
And e'en the gloomy vale of death,
A smile of glory wear.
4 Oh fill thou every heart
With love to all our race!
Great Comforter! to us impart
These blessings of thy grace.

COM

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HYMN 274. L. M. Alfreton. [*] OME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above; Be thou our Guardian, thou our Guide; O'er every thought and step preside. 2 The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose thy way: Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may not depart. 3 Lead us to holiness,-the road That we must take to dwell with God; Lead us to Christ, the living way, Nor let us from his precepts stray. s 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, In his enjoyment to be blest; Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, Where pleasure in perfection is.

Browne.

HYMN 275. C. M. Broomsgrove. [b or *]

To the Holy Spirit.

TERNAL Spirit! God of truth!
Our contrite hearts inspire;

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Kindle the flame of heavenly love,

And feed the pure desire.

p 2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, With guilt and fear oppressed;

'Tis thine to bid the dying live, And give the weary rest,

-3 Subdue the power of every sin,
Whate'er that sin may be;
That we, in singleness of heart,
May worship only thee.

-4 Then with our spirits witness bear,
That we are sons of God;

Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell,
Through Christ's atoning blood.

How precious is the book divine,

By inspiration given !

o Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven.

e 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, In this dark vale of tears

o Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, And quells our rising fears.

e 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way,

o Till we behold the clearer light

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Rippon's Col. HYMN 277. C. M. Dundee. [b or *]

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The Souls

WHAT is the thing of greatest price,
The whole creation round?
-That, which was lost in paradise,
That, which in Christ is found.

2 The soul of man,-Jehovah's breath!
That keeps two worlds at strife;
Hell moves beneath to work its death,
Heaven stoops to give it life.

3 God, to reclaim it, did not spare
His well-beloved Son;

Jesus, to save it, deigned to bear
The sins of all in one.

4 And is this treasure borne below,
In earthly vessels frail?

Can none its utmost value know,
Till flesh and spirit fail?

5 Then let us gather round the cross,

This knowledge to obtain,

Not by the soul's eternal loss,

But everlasting gain.

Montgomery.