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And pralo Lord, ond,.
5 Make bare thy potent arm,
2 I have been there, and still would go ; And wing the unerring dart,
'Tis like a little heaven below; With salutary pangs,
Nor all that hell or sin can say
Shall tempt me to forget this day.
30 write upon my memory, Lord,
The text and doctrine of thy word :
That I may break thy laws no more, M. Salem, 139, Northampton,520. But love thee better than before. Lord's-day evening. BROWNE.
4 With thoughts of Christ and things divine I TREQUENT the day of God returns Fill up this foolish heart of mine; T To shed its quickening beams;
That, hoping pardon through his blood, And yet how slow devotion burns ;
I may lie down and wake with God. How languid are its flames ! 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, Our frailties, Lord, forgive;
PART III. S. M. Whitefield's, 168. We would be like thy saints above,
Sabbath-evening recollections. And praise thee while we live.
EDMESTOX. 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope,
1 The light of sabbath-eve And fit us to ascend
1 Is fading fast away; Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,
What pleasing record will it leave The sabbath ne'er shall end ;
To crown the closing day? 4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, 2 Is it a sabbath spent With heavenly lustre shine ;
Fruitless, and vain, and void ? Before the throne of God appear,
Or have these precious moments lent And feast on love divine;
Been sacredly employ'd ? 5 Where we, in high seraphic strains,
3 How dreadful and how drear, Shall all our powers employ; Delighted range th' ethereal plains,
In yon dark world of pain,
Will sabbath seasons lost appear, And take our fill of joy.
That cannot come again!
God of these blissful hours,
O may we never dare
These sacred days of prayer ! 1 W HEN, O dear Jesus, when shall I
W Behold thee all serene; Blest in perpetual sabbath-day,
PART IV. 7's. Deptford, 124. Without a veil between?
Lord's-day evening in retirement. 2 Assist me while I wander here, Amidst a world of cares;
IT ORD, I've met thy saints to-day. Incline my heart to pray with love,
U Where they join'd to praise and pray. And then accept my prayers.
And have listen'd to thy word,
Gladly of my Saviour heard : 3 Release my soul from every chain,
Still I pant thy face to see ;
Wilt thou now retire with me?
2 Come, thou dear Immanuel, come,
Make my heart thy constant home, 4 Spare me, my God, O spare the soul
Let me now thine influence feel, That gives itself to thee;
Here thy richest love reveal : Take all that I possess below,
Fain would I commune with thee; And give thyself to me.
Dearest Lord, retire with me. 5 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give To be my guide and friend,
3 May the savour of thy word To light my path to ceaseless joys,
Joy in solitude afford;
Seal its truths upon my heart,
Till thou dost retire with me.
atas. 4 Stay, thou heavenly lover, stay,
Drive each earthly thought away ;
L. M, Gloucester, 12. Job, 474 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight;
Prayer makes the Christian's armour
And Satan trembles when he sees (bright; I ORD of the sabbath, hear our vows, The weakest saint upon his knees. U On this thy day, in this thy house;
| 4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, And own, as grateful sacrifice, The songs which from the desert rise.
Success was found on Israel's side;
But when through weariness they fail'd, 2 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love, That moment Amalek prevail'd. But there's a nobler rest above; To that our labouring souls aspire,
5 Have you no words? Ah, think agam;
Words flow apace when you complain, With ardent pangs of strong desire.
And fill your fellow-creature's ear 3 No more fatigue, no more distress,
With the sad tale of all your care.
| 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent Which warble from immortal tongues.
To heaven in supplication sent,
Your cheerful songs would oftener be, No rude alarms of raging foes ;
Hear what the Lord has done for me!' No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun; But sacred, high, eternal noon.
252 PART III, L. M. Ulverston, 179. 50 long-expected day, begin ;
Ask, and it shall be given you. Dawn on these realms of woe and sin: VOME, needly soul, howe'er distress'd: Fain would we leave this weary road, U And hear from heav'n thyself ad. And slecp in death, to rest with God.
dress'd: Ask, saith the Lord, and let me know
What I shall now on thee bestow. 2 Art thou to seriousness inclined ?
Ask, and I'll solemnize thy mind: HYMNS BEFORE PRAYER.
Dost thou want love to Jesus' name?
Ask, and enjoy the matchless flame. O PART 1. C.M. Providence, 367. 13 Dost thou waut faith and holy fear?
• Importance of prayer. BEDDOME. Ask, and behold the blessings near : I PRAYER is the breath of God in man, Dost thou want strength to conquer sin ? I Returning whence it came :
Ask, and the victory thou shalt win.. Love is the sacred fire within,
4 Dost thou want justifying grace, And prayer the rising flame.
Through Christ's all-perfect righteous. 2 It gives the burden'd spirit ease,
Or holy peace and pardon seal'd? [ness? And soothes the troubled breast;
Ask, for they wait to be reveal'd. Yields comfort to the mourning soul, 5 Would'st thou sweet fellowship renew And to the weary rest.
With Father, Son, and Spirit too ;3 The prayers and praises of the saints, | Delight thyself in God and prayer? Like precious odours sweet,
Ask, for the blessings promised are, Ascend and spread a rich perfume 6 Would'st thou thy all to Jesus yield, Around the mercy-seat.
Be with his mind and Spirit fill'd, 4 When God inclines the heart to pray,
The heights of holiness attain ? He hath an ear to hear;
Ask, for thou canst not ask in vain. To him there 's music in a groan, 7 Would'st thou surmount the fear of death, And beauty in a tear.
Serenely breathe thy latest breath, 5 The humble suppliant cannot fail
And live till then as those in heaven? To have his wants supplied,
Ask, ask, the bliss shall all be given. Since He for sinners intercedes, Who once for sinners died,
18 Sweet precept, and sweet promise, Lord ! PART II. L.M. Portugal, 97.
We'll ask, encouraged by thy word ; Exhortations to prayer. COWPER.
Now shall our wants be all supplied,
For Christ has promised, Christ has died ! WHAT various hindrances we meet
In coming to a mercy-seat !
PART IV. 7's. Turin, 244, But wishes to be often there?
Ask what I shall give thee. 2 Prayer makes the darken'd cloud with
. 1 Kings iii. 5. NEWTON draw,
1 COME, my soul, thy suit prepare, Prayer'climbs the ladder Jacob saw,
✓ Jesus loves to answer prayer ; Gives exercise to faith and love,
He himself has bid thee pray, Brings every blessing from above.
Therefore will not say thee nay.
2 Thou art coming to a King,
| 2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Large petitions with thee bring;
Hath like a mountain rose; For his grace and power are such,
I know his courts, I'll enter in, None can ever ask too much.
Whatever may oppose. 3 With my burden I begin,
3 Prostrate I 'll lie before his throne, Lord, remove this load of sin;
And there my guilt confess; Let thy blood, for sinners spilt,
I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, Set my conscience free from guilt.
Without his sovereign grace. 4 Lord! I come to thee for rest,
4. 'I 'll to the gracious King approach, Take possession of my breast :
Whose sceptre pardon gives; There thy blood-bought right maintain,
Perhaps he may command my touch, And without a rival reign.
And then the suppliant lives. 5 As the image in the glass
5. Perhaps he will admit my plea, Answers the beholder's face; Thus into my heart appear,
Perhaps will hear my prayer; Print thine own resemblance there.
But if I perish, I will pray,
And perish only there. 6 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer;
6 'I can but perish if I go; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
I am resolved to try; Lead me to my journey's end.
For if I stay away, I know 7 Show me what I have to do,
I must for ever die. Every hour my strength renew;
7. 'But if I die with mercy sought, Let me live a life of faith,
When I the King have tried, Let me die thy people's death.
This were to die (delightful thought!)
As sinner never died.' 254 7's. Turin, 244. Hannah, 342. Holy importunity. Gen. xxxii. 26.
S.M. Eagle-street, 55. Stoke, 207. IT ORD, I cannot let thee go, U Till a blessing thou bestow;
A broken heart and a bleeding Do not turn away thy face,
Saviour. BEDDOME, alt. Mine 's an urgent pressing case.
1 TINTO thine altar, Lord, 2 Dost thou ask me who I am ?
U A broken heart'I bring; Ah, my Lord, thou know'st my name; And wilt thou graciously accept Yet the question gives a plea
of such a worthless thing? To support my suit with thee.
2 To Christ, the bleeding Lamb, 3 Thou didst once a wretch behold,
My faith directs its eyes; In rebellion blindly bold,
Thou may'st reject that worthless thing, Scorn thy grace, thy power defy :
But not his sacrifice. That poor rebel, Lord, was I.
3 When he gave up the ghost, 4 Once a sinner near despair
The law was satisfied ; Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer;
And now to its most rigorous claims, Mercy heard and set him free;
I answer, Jesus died.' Lord, that mercy came to me. 5 Many days have pass’d since then,
357 L. M. Ripon, 188. Antiquity, 331. Many changes I have seen; Yet have been upheld till now:
Holy boldness. BEDDOME. Who could hold me up but thou? 1 SPRINKLED with reconciling blood, 6 Thou hast help'd in every need;
I dare approach thy throne, o God; This emboldens me to plead;
Thy face no frowning aspect wears, After so much mercy past,
Thy hand no vengeful thunder bears! Canst thou let me sink at last.
2 Th' encircling rainbow, peaceful sign! 7 No-I must maintain my hold,
Doth with refulgent brightness shine 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold;
And while my faith beholds it near, I can no denial take,
I bid farewell to every fear. When I plead for Jesus' sake.
3 Let me my grateful homage pay;
. With courage sing, with fervour pray; 255 C. M. Ludlow, 84. Devizes, 14. And, though myself a wretch undone,
The successful resolve. JONES. Hope for acceptance through thy Son 1 COME, humble sinner, in whose breast 4 Thy Son, who on th' accursed tree U A thousand thoughts revolve,
Expired to set the vilest free; Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, On this I build my only claim, And make this last resolve:
And all I ask is in his name. 112
PART I. 8.8. 6. Chatham, 59. 6 The saints in prayer appear as one, Vuo The Lord's prayer. J. STRAPHAN.
In word, and deed, and mind;
While with the Father and the Son I UR Father, whose eternal sway
Sweet fellowship they find. The bright angelic hosts obey, 7 Nor prayer is made on earth alone ; O lend a pitying ear!
The Holy Spirit pleads; When on thy awful name we call,
And Jesus, on the eternal throne, And at thy feet submissive fall,
For mourners intercedes. O condescend to hear!
8 0 thou, by whom we come to God, 2 Far may thy glorious reign extend;
The life, the truth, the way! May rebels to thy sceptre bend,
The path of prayer thyself hast trod : And yield to sovereign love;
Lord ! teach us how to pray.
As angels do above.
HYMNS BEFORE SERMON.
L.M. Portugal, 97. Samuel, 427. And fill the silent tomb.
J To be sung between prayer and 4 Pardon our sins, O God, that rise
sermon. STENNETT. And call for vengeance from the skies; And, while we are forgiven,
1. WHERE two or three, with sweet Grant that revenge may never rest,
W accord, And malice harbour in that breast
Obedient to their sovereign Lord, That feels the love of heaven.
Meet to recount his acts of grace,
And offer solemn prayer and praise : 5 Protect us in the dangerous hour, And from the wily tempter's power
1 2 "There,' says the Saviour, will I be, O set our spirits free!
Amid this little company : And, if temptation should assail,
To them unveil my smiling face, May mighty grace o'er all prevail,
And shed my glories round the place.' And lead our hearts to thee.
3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, $ Thine is the power; to thee belongs
Relying on thy faithful word: The constant tribute of our songs,
Now send thy Spirit from above, All glory to thy name;
Now fill our hearts with heavenly love. Let every creature join our lays, In one resounding act of praise,
PART I. C. M. Great Milton, 212. Thy wonders to proclaim.
The necessity of Divine influence.
1JN vain Apollos' silver tongue, 358 Part II. C.M. Arabia, 324. 1 And Paul's, with strains profound,
| Diffuse among the listening throng
To form the heart anew;
Now let thy sovereign grace divine
Each stubborn soul subdue.
PART II. L. M. New Sabbath, 122.
The message of God. Judges iii. 20. Prayer is the simplest form of speech 1 CREAT God, to-day thy grace impart, That infant lips can try;
U Bring home thy word to cvery heart; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach Deep let this truth impressed be, The Majesty on high.
God' has a message unto me. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 2 O be thine arm revealed now, The Christian's native air;
That stubborn enemies may bow, His watchword at the gates of death : And say, and feel, and clearly see, He enters heaven with prayer.
God has a message unto me. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 3 Now also let each saint rejoice, Returning from his ways;
And thankful sing with heart and voice While angels in their songs rejoice, Blessed for ever let him be, And cry, ‘Behold he prays !
God has a message unto me.
200 PART III. L. M. Wareham, 117. 3 Thy presence in thy house afford, Speak, Lord, &c. 1 Sam. iii. 9.
To every heart apply thy word;
That sinners may their danger see, 1 PEAK, Lord, to each of us this day, And now begin to mourn for thee.
» But from the mercy-seat we pray ; That all may with deep reverence hear, Receive thy word, adore, and fear.
C.M. Michael's, 119. Sprowston,369. 2 May careless sinners now attend,
Freeness of the gospel. BEDDOME. And ponder well their latter end;
1 LOW free and boundless is the grace And for this day have cause to praise,
1 Of our redeeming God, While angels chant their endless lays.
Extending to the Greek and Jew, 3 O make the rocky heart to feel,
And men of every blood ! Though harder than the harden'd steel; 2 The mightiest king, and meanest slave, • Repentance unto life impart,
May his rich mercy taste; That pleasing penitential smart.
He bids the beggar and the prince 4 [Bless those who think they are too good Unto the gospel-feast.
To need the Saviour's precious blood; I 3 None are excluded thence, but those Alas! too good to be forgiven !
Who do themselves exciude; Too good to sing the songs of heaven!
Welcome the learned and polite, 5 Bless those who are too bad, they say, The ignorant and rude. For Christ to wash their sins away;
| 4 Come, then, ye men of every name, But show the souls who mercy crave
Of every rank and tongue, He to the uttermost will save.]
What you are willing to receive 60 let us all without delay
Doth unto you belong.
7's. St. Andrew's, 502. Aaron, 508.
V A blessing requested. HAMMOND 261 PART I. 112th. Simeon's Song, 438.1 T ORD, we come before thee now, Before sermon. FAWCETT. L At thy feet we humbly bow;
Oh, do not our suit disdain ; I THY presence, gracious God, afford, I
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 1 Prepare us to receive thy word : Now let thy voice engage our ear,
2 In thy own appointed way, And faith be mix'd with what we hear;
Now we seek thee, here we stay; Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants
Lord, from hence we would not go, bless,
Till a blessing thou bestow. And crown thy gospel with success. 3 Send some message from thy word, 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, That may joy and peace afford; And fix our hearts and hopes above;
Let thy Spirit now impart With food divine may we be fed,
Full salvation to each heart. And satisfied with living bread :
4 Grant that all may seek and find Chor. Thus, Lord, &c.
Thee a God supremely kind: 3 To us the sacred word apply
Heal the sick, the captive free,
Let us all rejoice in thee.
264 L.M. Portugal, 97. Walton, 352.
The pool of Bethesda. Johnv. 2 . 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal; Teach us to know and do thy will;
Uow long, thou faithful God, shall 1
I Here in thy ways forgotten lie? Thy saving power and love display, And guide us to the realms of day:
When shall the means of healing be Chor. Thus, Lord, &c.
The channels of thy grace to me? 2 Sinners on every side step in,
And wash away their pain and sin; 26 PART II. L. M. Gould's, 272.
But I, a helpless, sin-sick soul, Longing for God's presence. Still lie expiring at the pool. IT OOK from on high, great God, and see 3 Thou covenant angel, swift come down
Thy saints lamenting after thee : To-day thine own appointments crown: We sigh, we languish, and complain; Thy power into the means infuse, Revive thy gracious work again.
And give them now their sacred use. 2 To-day thy cheering grace impart, 4 Thou seest me lying at the pool,
Bind up and heal the broken heart; I would, thou know'st I would be whole; Our sins subdue, our souls restore,
o let the troubled waters move, And let our foes prevail no more.
And minister thy healing love.