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MYtimes of sorrow and of joy:
4 A soul oppressed with sin's desert 1164
My God will ne'er despise;
ESUS, my Saviour, bind me fast, Is our best sacrifice.
Then sweetly draw me to thy breast,
Nor let me thence remove. 162
2 Draw me from all created good, !
From self, the world, and sin; Where I might find my God! To the dear fountain of thy blood, I'd spread my wants before his face, And make me pure within. And pour my woes abroad.
3 O lead me to thy mercy-seat, % I'd tell him how my sins arise,
Attract me nearer still; What sorrows I sustain;
Draw me, like Mary, to thy feet,
To sit and learn thy will.
; 4 My God will pity my complaints, All my enjoyments come from thee, And heal my broken bones;
And go at thy command. He takes the meaning of his saints, 2 O Lord, shouldst thou withhold them The language of their groans.
Yet would I not repine;
[all, 5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, Before they were by me possessed, And banish every fear;
They were entirely thine. He calls thee to his throne of grace,
3 Nor would I drop a murmuring word To spread thy sorrows there.
If all the world were gone,
But seek substantial happiness, 163
In thee, and thee alone.
166 On thee, when waves of trouble roll, HY do we mourn departing
My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief,
Or shake at death's alarms? For thou alone canst heal;
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends Thy word can bring a sweet relief, To call them to his arms. For every pain I feel.
2 Are we not tending upward too, 3 But 0 when gloomy doubts prevail, As fast as time can move? I fear to call thee mine;
Nor should we wish our hours more The springs of comfort seem to fail,
To keep us from our love. [slow, And all my hopes decline.
3 Why should we tremble to convey 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee?
Their bodies to the tomb? Thou art my only trust;
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And still my soul would cleave to thee,
And left a long perfume. Though prostrate in the dust. 5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?
4 The graves of all the saints he blest, And shall I seek in vain ?
And softened every bed; And can the ear of sovereign grace
Where should the dying members rest, Be deaf when I complain ?
But with their dying Head? 6 No, still the ear of sovereign grace 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, Attends the mourner's prayer:
And showed our feet the way; O may I ever find access,
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly To breathe my sorrows there.
At the great rising day.
CAMBRIDGE. C. M.
13 The Lord, our glory and defence,
Strength and salvation gives;
Thy God for ever lives.
II. 2 Thy praise, more constant than before,
Shall fill his daily breath; J Lette the world, the Lord is come, Thy hand, that hath chastised him sore, Let every heart prepare him room, Defends him still from death.
And heaven and nature sing. 3 Open the gates of Zion now, For we shall worship there,
2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns, The house where all the righteous go,
Let men their songs employ;. Thy mercy to declare.
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and
Repeat the sounding joy. [plains 4 Among the assemblies of thy saints
Our thankful voice we raise; 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, There we have told thee our complaints, Nor thorns infest the ground: And there we speak thy praise. He comes to make his blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.
4 He rules the world with truth and 168 I.
And makes the nations prove (grace,
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.
II. And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up 04., praise the Lord! for he is good ;
Through their Redeemer's name; In His righteousness exalts their hope, His mercy has through ages stood, And fills their foes with shame.
And ever shall remain.
2 Let all the people of the Lord 14 He, the great Lord, the sovereign His praises spread around;
That sits enthroned above, (Judge, Let them his grace and love record, In wisdom rules the worlds he made, Who have salvation found.
And bids them taste his love. 3 Now let the east in him rejoice, 5 Earth shall obey his high command, The west its tribute bring,
And yield a full increase ; The north and south lift up their voice Our God shall crown his chosen land In honor of their King.
With fruitfulness and peace. 4 Oh, praise the Lord ! for he is good; 6 God the Redeemer scatters round In him we rest obtain :
His choicest favors here, His mercy has through ages stood, While the creations utmost bound And ever shall remain.
Shall see, adore, and fear.
ALL ye nations, praise the Lord, 0
Each with a different tongue; The sovereign of your heart proclaim, In every language learn his word, And bow before his throne.
And let his name be sung. 2 Behold your King, your Saviour 2 His mercy reigns through every land,
With glories all divine; (crowned Proclaim his grace abroad ;And tell the wondering nations round Forever firm his truth shall stand,
How bright these glories shine. Praise ye the faithful God. 3 Infinite power and boundless grace In him unite their rays;
JERUSALEM, my happy home, 4 When in his earthly courts we view
to The glories of our King,
When shall my labors have an end, We long to love as angels do,
In joy, and peace, and thee? And wish like them to sing. 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built 5 And shall we long and wish in vain ? And pearly gates behold? (walls Lord, teach our songs to rise ;
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, Thy love can animate the strain,
And streets of shining gold? And bid it reach the skies. 3 O when, thou city of my God, 6 O happy period ! glorious day!
Shall I thy courts ascend, When heaven and earth shall raise, Where congregations ne'er break up, With all their powers, the raptured lay,
And Sabbaths have no end. To celebrate thy praise.
4 There happier bowers than Eden's
Nor sin nor sorrow know: [bloom, 172 II.
Blest seats, through rude and stormy
I onward press to you. [scenes, "HINE, mighty God, on Zion shine, 5 Why should I shrink at pain and woe,
With beams of heavenly grace; Or feel at death dismay? Reveal thy power through all our I've Canaan's goodly land in view,
And show thy smiling face. (coasts, And realms of endless day. 2 When shall thy name from shore to 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there
Sound all the earth abroad; [shore Around my Saviour stand ; And distant nations know and love And soon my friends in Christ below Their Saviour and their God ?
Will join the glorious band. 3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, 17 Jerusalem, my happy home,
Sing loud with solemn voice; My soul stiil pants for thee; Let every tongue exalt his praise Then shall my labors have an end, And every heart rejoice.
When I thy joys shall see.
CHRISTMAS. C. M.
13 'Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin ; ALORY to God the Father's name,
'Tis by the water and the blood, U Who from our sinful race,
Our souls are washed from sin. Chose us his people, to proclaim 4 Raised from the dead, we live anew; The honours of his grace.
And justified by grace,
We shall appear in glory too, 2 Glory to God the Son be paid,
And see our Father's face.
II. 3 Glory to God the Spirit give, From whose almighty power,
VING to the Lord, ye distant lands, Our souls their heavenly birth derive, And bless the happy hour.
His new discovered grace demands
A new and nobler song. 4 Glory to God who reigns above, The eternal Three in One;
2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, Who, by the wonders of his love,
God's own almighty Son; Has made his nature known.
His power the sinking world sustains,
And grace surrounds his throne. 3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day,
Joy through the earth be seen : 176 I.
Let cities shine in bright array,
And fields in cheerful green.
4 The joyous earth, the bending skies, For ever love his name; Who turns thy feet from dangerous Ye mountains sink, ye valleys rise,
His glorious train display;
Prepare the Lord his way. 2 'Tis not by works of righteousness 5 Behold he comes, he comes to bless
Which our own hands have done; The nations as their God; But we are saved by sovereign grace, To show the world his righteousness, Abounding through the Son.
And send his truth abroad.
DAExalt thy fallen head;
14 My soul would leave this heavy clay,
At that transporting word; FROM FROM thee, my God, my joys shall Run up with joy the shining way,
eternal rounds [rise, To embrace my dearest Lord. Beyond the limits of the skies,
15 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, And all created bounds.
I'd break through every foe; 2 The holy triumphs of my soul
The wings of love and arms of faith Shall death itself outbrave,
Should bear me conqueror through. Leave dull mortality behind, And fly beyond the grave.
181 3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns,
In heaven's unmeasured space, I'll spend a long eternity.
And press with vigour on: (nerve, In pleasure and in praise.
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 4 Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul A bright, immortal crown. Up to thy blest abode;
12 A cloud of witnesses around Fly, for my spirit longs to see
Hold thee in full survey : My Saviour and my God.
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way. 179 II.
3 'Tis God's all animating voice,
That calls thee from on high;
To thine aspiring eye.
4 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee,
Have I my race begun ; 2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, And crowned with victory at thy feet Thy beautiful array;
I'll lay my honours down. The day of freedom dawns at length,
The Lord's appointed day. 3 They come, they come--thine exiled 182 Where'er they rest or roam, [bands,
Where And hasten to their home.
Infinite day excludes the night, 4 Thus, though the universe shall burn,
And pleasures banish pain. And God his works destroy,
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never withering flowers;
This heavenly land from ours.
Stand dressed in living green ; 180
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
; The glory of my brightest days, And linger, shivering on the brink, And comfort of my nights.
And fear to launch away. 2 In darkest shades if he appear,
5 O could we make our doubts remove, My dawning is begun;
Those gloomy doubts that rise, He is my soul's bright morning star, And see the Canaan that we love And he my rising sun.
With unbeclouded eyes : 3 The opening heavens around me shine 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, With beams of sacred bliss,
And view the landscape o'er, [flood While Jesus shows his heart is mine, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold And whispers I am his.
Should fright us from the shore.