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HYMN 150. C. M. Colchester. [*]
Christ, the Refuge of the Church.

HE2w bore curt

E, who on earth as man was known,
And bore our sins and pains,

g Now, seated on th' eternal throne-
The God of glory reigns!

2 His hands the wheels of nature guide,
With an unerring skill;

And countless worlds, extended wide,
Obey his sovereign will.

3 While harps unnumber'd sound his praise, In yonder world above;

o His saints on earth admire his ways, And glory in his love.

-4 His righteousness, to faith reveal'd, Wrought out for guilty worms,

o Affords a hiding place, and shield,
From enemies and storms.

5 When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head;

o To this high rock his people run,
And find a pleasing shade.

e 6 How glorious he!-how happy theyIn such a glorious friend!

o Whose love secures them all the way, 0 And crowns them at the end.

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HYMN 151. L. M. Moreton. [*b]
Covenant engagements joyfully recognised. 2 Chron. xv, 15.
HAPPY day, that fix'd my choice,
On thee, my Saviour, and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.
e 20 happy bond, that seals my vows
To him, who merits all my love!
o Let cheerful anthems fill his house,
While to that sacred shrine I move.

d 3 'Tis done :-the great transaction's done;
I am my Lord's, and he is mine:
He drew me and I follow'd on-
Charm'd to confess the voice divine.
-4 Now rest, my long-divided heart,
Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest;
With ashes who would grudge to part,
When call'd on angels' bread to feast?

5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear:

e Till in life's latest hour I bow,

And bless in death a bond so dear. Doddridge.

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HYMN 152. C. P. M. Bradbury. [*]
Covenant Everlasting.

NOW

OW for a hymn of praise to God!
Ye trophies of a Saviour's blood,
Join the sweet choir above;

All your harmonious accents bring,
Wake every high, celestial string,
To chant redeeming love.

-2 Ere God pronounc'd creation good,
Or bade the vast, unbounded flood
Through fixed channels run;

Ere light from ancient chaos sprung,
Or angels earth's formation sung,
He chose us in his Son.

3 Then was the cov'nant order'd sure,
Through endless ages to endure,
By Israel's triune God:

-That none his cov'nant might evade,
With oaths and promises 'twas made,
And ratify'd in blood.

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o 4 God is the refuge of my soul,

Though tempests rage, though billows roll,
And hellish powers assail:

g Eternal walls are my defence,
Environ'd with Omnipotence-
What foe can e'er prevail?

-5 Then let infernal legions roar,

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And waste their cursed, vengeful power!
My soul their wrath disdains:

g In God, my refuge, I'm secure,

While cov❜nant promises endure,
Or my Redeemer reigns.

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HYMN 153. 11s. Idumea. [*]
Church in afliction. Isa. xlix, 14—17.

ZION, afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no

man can save;

With darkness surrounded, by terrours dismay'd, In toiling and rowing, thy strength is decay'd.

o 2 Loud roaring, the billows now nighoverwhelm, -But skilful's the Pilot who sits at the helm; o His wisdom conducts thee, his power thee deIn safety and quiet thy warfare he ends. [fends; d 3 0 fearful! O faithless!' in mercy he cries 'My promise, my truth,are they light in thine eyes? Still still I am with thee,my promise shall stand, "Thro' tempest and tossing I'll bring thee to land. 4 'Forget thee I will not-I cannot; thy name 'Engrav'd on my heart doth for ever remain ; "The palms of my hands while I look on, I see 'The wounds I received when suff'ring for thee. 5 'I feel at my heart all thy sighs and thy groans, 'For thou art most near me, my flesh and my bones; 'In all thy distresses thy Head feels the pain'Yet all are most needful, not one is in vain. 6 'Then trust me, and fear not; thy life is secure, 'My wisdom is perfect, supreme is my power; 'In love I correct thee, thy soul to refine, To make thee at length in my likeness to shine.' Jay's Col. HYMN 154. 8 & 7. Love Divine. [*]

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Consolation of Israel. Luke ii, 25.
OME, thou long expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free;

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From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in thee :
Israel's Strength and Consolation,
Hope of all the saints thou art
Dear Desire of ev'ry nation,
Joy of ev'ry longing heart.
2 Born, thy people to deliver;
Born a child and yet a King;
Born to reign in us for ever,

Now thy precious Kingdom bring :

By thine own eternal Spirit,

Rule in all our hearts alone;

By thine all-sufficient merit,

Raise us to thy glorious throne. Madan's Col.
HYMN 155. L. M. Islington. [b]

Christ's address to the Church at Ephesus. Rev. ii, 1–7.
1HUS saith the Lord to Ephesus,
And thus he speaks to some of us;

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d'Amidst my churches, lo, I stand, And hold the pastors in my hand. 2 'Thy works to me are fully known; Thy patience, and thy toil I own; Thy views of gospel truth are clear, Nor canst thou other doctrine bear. 3 'Yet I must blame, while I approve: Where is thy first, thy fervent love? Dost thou forget my love to thee, That thine is grown so faint to me? 4 Recall to mind the happy days, When thou wast fill'd with joy and praise; Repent-thy former works renew, Then I'll restore thy comforts too. 5 'Return at once, when I reprove, Lest I thy candlestick remove, And thou, too late, thy loss lament; I warn before I strike:-Repent.' e 6 Hearken to what the Spirit saith To him who overcomes by faith; o 'The fruit of life's unfading tree In Paradise his food shall be.'

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HYMN 156. C. M. York. [*]

Newton.

Christ's Address to the Church at Smyrna. Rev. ii, 11.
HE message first to Smyrna sent,
A message full of

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grace, To all the Saviour's flock is meant, In every age and place.

2 Thus to his church, his chosen bride, Saith the great First and Last,

Who ever lives-though once he died! 'Hold thy profession fast.

3 Thy works and sorrow well I know,
Perform'd and borne for me

Poor though thou art, despis'd and low,
Yet who is rich like thee?

4 'I know thy foes, and what they say,
How long they have blasphem'd;
The synagogue of Satan, they,

Though they would Jews be deem'd. 5 'Though Satan for a season rage, And prisons be your lot:

I am your friend, and I engage
You shall not be forgot.

6 'Be faithful unto death, nor fear
A few short days of strife;

Behold the prize you soon shall wear,-
A crown of endless life.'

e 7 Hear what the Holy Spirit saith
Of all who overcome;

o 'They shall escape the second death,The sinner's awful doom!'

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Newton.

HYMN 157. 7 & 6. Clark's. Hymn 5th. [b*]
Christ's Address to the Church at Sardis. Rev. iii, 1—6.
TRITE to Sardis,' saith the Lord,
'And write what he declares,-
He, whose Spirit, and whose Word,
Upholds the seven stars;
All thy works and ways I search,
Find thy zeal and love decay'd;
Thou art call'd a living church,
But thou art cold and dead.

2 'Watch-remember-seek, and strive,
Exert thy former pains:

Let thy timely care revive,

And strengthen what remains: Cleanse thy heart, thy works amend,

Former times to mind recall ;

Lest my sudden stroke descend,

And smite thee once for all.

3 'Yet I number now in thee
A few who are upright;
These my Father's face shall see,
And walk with me in white:

When in judgment I appear,

They for mine shall stand confess'd:

Let my faithful servants hear,
And wo be to the rest.'

HYMN 158. L. M. Oporto. [*]

Cowper.

Christ's Address to the Church at Philadelphia. Rev. iii, 7–-13.

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HUS saith the Holy One, and true,
To his beloved faithful few;

'Of heaven and hell I hold the keys,
To shut or open as I please.

2 'I know thy works, and I approve; Though small thy strength, sincere thy love;