Isaac Watts.

The psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts : to which are added select hymns from other authors and directions for musical expression online

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And joy t' exalt the Saviour's name.



684 HYMN 298, ^99. Select

HYMN 298. L. M. Bowen, [b or *]
Jesus a Guest. Rev. iii, 20.
e 1 "OEHOLD the Saviour at thy door,

j3 He gently knocks, has knocked before ;
Has waited long, is waiting still,
You treat no other friend so ill.

a 2 O lovely attitude ! — he stands

With melting heart, and outstretched hands '

matchless kindness ! and he shows
This matchless kindness to his foes.

b 3 Admit him ; — for the human breast,

Ne'er entertained so kind a guest ;

Admit him ; — or the hour's at hand,

When at his door denied you'll stand.
—4 " Open my heart, Lord, enter in,

Slay every foe, and conquer sin :

1 now to thee my all resign,

My body, soul, and all are thine."

HYMN 299. 7s. Evening Hijmn. [b]
*' Wliy will ye die 7 House of Israel /" Ezek. xviii, 31
e 1 O INNERS ! turn— why will ye die .?
k3 God, your Maker, asks you why :

God, who did your being give —

Made you with himself to live :

He the fatal cause demands,

Asks the work of his own hands :

Why, O thankless creatures ! why

Will ye spurn his love, and die ?

o 2 Sinners ! turn— why will ye die .''
God, your Saviour, asks you why :
He who his own life did give,
That ye might for ever live :
Will you let him die in vain.
Crucify your Lord again ?
Why, O ransomed sinners, why
Will ye slight his grace, and die .''

b 3t Sinners ! turn — why Avill ye die ?
God, the Spirit, asks you why :
He who all your lives hath strove —
Moved you to embrace his love —
Will ye not his love receive ?
Will ye still refuse to live ?
Why, O long-sought sinners, why
Will ye gvieve your God and die ? Weslet.



Select. HYMN 300—302. 685

HYMN 300. 7s. Evening Hymn, [b or *]

e 1 T" ET the beasts their breath resign,
§ i Strangers to the life divine j

Who their God can never know,

Let their spirit downward go.
o You for higher ends were born :

You may all to God return :

Dwell with him above the sky :

Why will ye for ever die ?

e 2 What could your Redeemer do,
More than he hath done for you ?
To procure your peace with God,
Could he more than shed his blood?
After all his flow of love,
All his drawings from above,
Why will ye your Lord deny ?
Why will ye for ever die ? Wesley's Col.

HYMN 30L 7s. Pilgrim, [b or *]

8 1 O INNER ! rouse thee from thy sleep,
k3 Wake — and o'er thy folly weep ;
Raise thy spirit dark and dead ;
Jesus waits his light to shed.

2 Wake from sleep, arise from death,
See the bright and living path :
Watchful tread that path ; be wise ; —
Leave thy folly, seek the skies.

3 Leave thy folly, cease from crime,
From this hour redeem thy time ;
Life secure without delay,

Evil is the mortal day.

4 Be not blind, and foolish still,
Called of Jesus, learn his will :
Jesus calls from death and night,

Jesus waits to shed his light. Epis. Col

HYMN 302. S. M. >^^. Thomas, [b]

The accepted Time. 2 Cor, vi, 2,
3 IVrOW is th' accepted time,
-L 1 Now is the day of grace j
Now, sinners, come without delay,
And seek the Saviour's face,

2 Now is th' accepted time.
The Saviour calls to-day •
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686 HYMN 303. Select.

To-morrow it may be too late —
Then why should you delay r

3 Now is th' accepted time,
The gospel bids you come ;
And every promise in his word

Declares there yet is room. Dobeli^^

HYMN 303. 8, 7, & 4. Tamworth. [bor*]

Sinners invited to Christ. Mat. xi, 28 — 30.

o 1 /^OME, ye sinners, poor and wretched ;
vy This is your accepted hour ;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
e Full of pity; love, and power;
He is able,
He is willing : doubt no more !

o 2 Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall !
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all :

Not the righteous —
Sinners Jesus came to call.

3 Let not conscience make you linger,

Nor of fitness fondly dream ;
All the fitness He requireth,

Is to feel the need of Him ;
This he gives you ;

'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.

e 4 Agonizing in the garden,

Lo, your Saviour prostrate lies !
On the bloody tree behold him,
Hear him cry before he dies,

" It is finished!'^
Sinners, will not this suflSce .-*

5 Lo, th' incarnate God ascended.

Pleads the merit of his blood :
Venture on Him, venture wholly,

Let no other trust intrude :
None but Jesus

Can do helpless sinners good.

8 6 Saints and angels, joined in concert,
Sing the praises of the Lamb ;
While the blissful seats of heaven
Sweetly echo with his name.

Hallelujah !
Sinners here may sing the same. Hart.



Select. HYMN 304, 305. 687

^ HYMN 304. 8, 7 & 4. Calvary. [*]
o 1 XXEAR, O sinner ! mercy hails you,
e _in Now with sweetest voice she calls j
Bids you haste to seek the Saviour,
Ere the hand of justice falls :

Trust in Jesus,
'Tis the voice of mercy calls,

o 2 Haste, O sinner ! to the Saviour, —
Seek his mercy while you may ;
Soon the day of grace is over ;
Soon your life will pass away !

Haste to Jesus,
You must perish, if you stay.

' HYMN 305. 12s. New Jerusalem. [*]

Free Grace.

o 1 rflHE voice of free grace cries, " Escape to the

_i- mountain :"

For Adam's lost race, Christ hath opened a fountain :

For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression.

His blood flows so freely in streams of salvation.

CHORUS,

g Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought us a pardon,
We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan,

2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair,
Now he calls you in mercj'' — and can you forbear .''
Though your sins are increased as 'high as a moun-
tain,

His blood can remove them — it flows from the foun-
tain.

3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glo-

rious ;
O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than victorious .
With shouting proclaim it — oh trust in his passion, —
He saves us most freely — oh precious salvation !

4 Our Jesus his name now proclaims all victorious.
He reigns over all, and his kingdom is glorious ;
To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation,
And triumph, ascribing to him our salvation.

5 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the

shore ;
With harps in our hands, we'll praise him the more ;
We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the

river,
And sing of salvation for ever and ever.

Thornby.



688 HYMN 306, 307. Select.

HYMN 306. 7s. Evening Hymn, [bor*]

Matt, xi, 28.
o 1 /^OME,ye weary sinners, come,
\.>' All, who feel jour heavy load :
Jesus calls the wand'rers home ;
Hasten to your pard'ning God :
Come, ye guilty souls oppressed,
Answer to the Saviour's call :
** Come, and I will give you rest :
Come, and I will save you all."

e 2 Jesus, — full of truth and love,

We thy kindest call obey.

Faithful let thy mercies prove,

Take our load of guilt away ;

Weary of this war within,

Weary of this endless strife,

Weary of ourselves and sin,

Weary of a wretched life.
p 3 Burdened with a world of grief,

Burdened with our sinful load,

Burdened with this unbelief,

Burdened with the wrath of God,
o Lo, we come to thee for ease.

True and gracious as thou art j

Now our weary souls release,

Write forgiveness on our heart. Village HyMira,

HYMN 307. L. M. Park Street, [b]
" Return unto tne."
o 1 T> ETURN, O wanderer, return !

Jl\j And seek thine injured Father's face .
Those new desires which in thee burn,
Were kindled by reclaiming grace,

2 Return, O wanderer, return !

e He hears thy deep repentant sigh :
He sees thy softened spirit mourn.
When no intruding ear is nigh.

3 Return, O wanderer, return !
Thy Sayiour bids thy spirit live :
Go to his feet ; and grateful, learn
How freely Jesus can forgive.

8 4 Return, O wanderer, return !
And wipe away the falling tear :
Thy Father calls — '' No longer mourn !"
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. Collyer.



Select. HYMN 308—310. 689

HYMN 308. C. M. Dundee, [b]

Mat. xi, 28.

1 A LL ye who feel distressed for sin,
JLA- And fear eternal wo,

You Christ invites to enter in —
This hour to Jesus ^o !

2 He by his own almighty word.
Will all your fears remove :

For every wound his precious blood
A sovereign balm shall prove.

o 3 His conquering grace shall set you free
From sin's oppressive chains,
From Satan's hateful tyranny,
And everlasting pains.

b 4 Come, then, ye heavy laden — come !

His instant help implore :
e Millions have found a peaceful home —
s There's room for millions more. Pratt's Col.

HYMN 309. 8& 7. Sicilian Hymn, [*]

A Fountain opened for Sin and Uncleanness.

g 1 ^^OME to Calvary's holy mountain,
\y Sinners, ruined by the fall ;
Here a pure and healing fountain
Flows to you, to me, to all.

e 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent, and blind ;
Here the guilty, free remission,
Here the troubled, peace may find.

3 He that drinks shall live for ever;
'Tis a soul-renewing flood :

God is faithful ; — God will never
Break his covenant in blood. Montgomery.

HYMN 310. L. M. Angels' Hymn. [*]
/^ Take not thy Holy Spirit,'' &c. Ps. li, 11.

e 1 O T AY, thou insulted Spirit, stay,

l3 Though I have done thee such despite,
Cast not the sinner quite away.
Nor take thine everlasting flight.

—2 Though I have most unfaithful been
Of all. whoe'er thy grace received,
Ten thousand times thy goodness seen,
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved,—



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HYMN 311. 312.



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p 3 Yet oh, the chief of sinners spare,

In honour of my great High Priest;

Nor in thy righteous anger swear,

I shall not see thy people's rest.
: — 4 If yet thou canst my sins forgive,

E'en now, O Lord, relieve my woes

Into thy rest of love receive.

And bless me with the calm repose.
— 5 E'en now my weary soul release,

And raise me by thy gracious hand !

Guide me into thy perfect peace,

And bring me to the promised land. C. Wesley.



HYMN 311.



C. M, Canterbury/, [b]

The Penitent.



1 "pROSTRATE, O Jesus, at thy feet,
-ffr A guilty rebel lies,

And upwards to the mercy-seat
Presumes to lift his eyes.

2 If tears of sorrow would sufSce
To pay the debt I owe.

Tears should from both my weeping eyes
In ceaseless torrents flow.

3 But no such sacrifice 1 plead,
To expiate my guilt ;

No tears but those which thou hast shed,
No blood but thou hast spilt.

4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord,
And all my sins forgive ;

Then Justice will approve the word



That bids the sinner live.



Stennett



HYMN 312. C. M. Dedham. [b or *]

" save me for thy Mercies' Sake." — Ps. vi, 4.

p 1 "jVf'ERCY alone can meet my case :
_L?JL For mercy. Lord, I cry :
Jesus. Redeemer, show thy face
In mercy, or I die.

2 Save me, — for none beside can save }
At thy command 1 tread.

With failing steps, life's stormy wave,
«— The wave goes o'er my head.

3 I perish, and my doom were just;
Biit wilt thou leave me .? No :



Select. HYMN 313, 314. 691

i hold thee fast, my hope, my trust :

I will not let thee go.
g 4 Still sure to me thy promise stands,-

And ever must abide :
Behold it written on thy hands.

And graven in thy side.

5 To this, this only will I cleave :

Thy word is all my plea :
That word is truth, and I believe :
— Have mercy. Lord, on me ! MoNTGOMER-t.

HYMN 313. C. M. Funeral Hymn, [b]

For Pardon, Holiness, and Heaven.

p 1 DINNERS of Adam's fallen race,
k3 Sinners by practice too,
In prayer, God, we seek thy face,-
In prayer for mercy sue.

— 2 No trembling penitent to Thee
E'er turned, and was denied :
Accept, O Lord ! our only plea:;
For us thy Son hath died.

o 3 For Him, thy gift, thy name we bless i
To us, for whom He died,
Through faith impute his righteousnesSj
And we are justified.

— 4 Nor rest we here, thou God of love t
May we, for whom He died.
Receive thy Spirit from above,
And thus be sanctified.

5 At length made holy, just, forgiven,

Through Christ who for us died,
May we, exchanging earth for heaven,

With him be glorified. Alexander's Cd.,

HYMN 314. 7s. Hotham. [*]

Choosing the Heritage of God's People.

o 1 T>EOPLE of the living God,

JL I have sought the world around,
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found.
Now to you my spirit turns.
Turns, a fugitive unblessed ;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O receive me into rest !



692 HYMN 315, 316. Select.

2 Lonely I no longer roam,

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave,

V/here you dwell shall be my home,

Where you die shall be my grave ;

Mine the God whom yci adore,

Your Redeemer shall be mine ;

Earth can fill my heart no more,

Every idol I resign. Montgomery.

HYMN 315. C. M. Broomsgrove. [*]

Social Dedication to God.

a 1 "OEING of beings, God of love !
-13 To thee our hearts we raise ;
Thy all-sustaining power we prove,
And gladly sing thy praise.

e 2 Thine, wholly thine, we want to be,
Our sacrifice receive ;
Made, and preserved, and saved by thee.
To thee ourselves we give.

8 3 Come, Holy Ghost I the Saviour's love
Shed in our hearts abroad ;
So shall we ever live and move,

And be with Christ, in God. C. Weslet.



HYMN 316. C. M. Arundel [*]

" Hinder me not." Gen. xxiv, 56.

b 1 T"N all my Lord's appointed ways
JL My journey I'll pursue ;
" Hinder me not," ye much-loved saints.
For I must go vv'ith you.

2 Tlirough floods and flames, if Jesus lead,
I'll follow where he goes ;

*' Hinder me not," shall be my cry,
Though earth and hell oppose.

3 Through duty, and through trials too,
I'll go at his command :

" Hinder me not," for I am bound
To my Immanuel's land.

o 4 And when my Saviour calls me home,
My joyful cry shall be,
** Hinder me not ;" come, welcome death ;

I'll gladly go with th-ee. Dr. Ryland.



Select. HYMN 317, 318. 693

HYMN 317. L. M. Blendon, [*]
Following Jesus as the Forerunner.
o 1 "FESUS, my all, to heaven is gone,
ex He whom I fix my hopes upon j

His track I see, and I'll pursue

The narrow way till him I view.
— 2 The way the holy prophets wer.t.

The wa3^ that leads from banishment ;

The King's highway of holiness,

I'll go, for all his paths are peace.
— 3 This is the way I long had sought,

And mourned because I found it not;

My grief a burden long had been.

Oppressed with unbelief and sin.
—4 The more I strove against their power,

1 sinned and stumbled but the more;
Till late I heard my Saviour say,

" Come hither, soul, I am the way."
5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb^
Shalt take me to thee as I am :
Nothing but sin I thee can give ;
Nothing but love shall 1 receive,
s 6 Then will I tell to sinners round.
What a dear Saviour I have found ;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood.
And say, '* Behold the way to God." Cennics.

HYMN 318. C. M. Stephens. [*]
" Helj), Lord."
e 1 /^H help us, Lord ! each hour of need
\_/ Thy heavenly succour give ;
Help us in thought, and word, and deed.
Each hour on earth we live.

2 Oh help us, through the prayer of faith,
More firmly to believe ;

For still the more thy servant hath,
The more shall he receive.

3 If, strangers to thy fold, we call,
Imploring at thy feet.

The crumbs that from thy table fall,
'Tis ail we dare entreat.

4 But be it. Lord of mercy, all.
So thou wilt grant but this ;

The crumbs that from thy table fall,
Are light, and life, and bliss.
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694 HYMN 319, 320. Select.

5 Oh help us, Jesus ! from on high }

We know no help but thee :
Oh help us so to live and die

As thine in heaven to be. Milman

HYMN 319. C. M. Woodstock, [b]
The Fulness of Redemption,

i XXOW shall my soul find rest in heaven,

XX Th' eternal, blest abode ?
When, " without holiness, no man

Shall see the holy God."

2 Though I have nothing of my owrt,

To form that heavenly dress ;
Jesus has wrought, and gives to me,

The robe of righteousness.

b 3 Hear thou, my soul, his teaching vdide j
With wise endeavour, still,
Observe the guiding of his eye,
And precepts of his will.

4 Then shall the robe thy SavioUr wrought^

The ransom he has given^
Be made thy title to the rest

Prepared for saints in heaven.

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HYMN 320. S. M. Watchman. [*]
Salvation by Grace, from the first to the last-

H 1 /^ RACE ! 'tis a charming sound j

Vl^ Harmonious to the ear !
U Heaven with the echo shall resoundj

And all the earth shall hear.

8 2 Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man ;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.

*-^ 3 Grace led my roving feet

To tread the heavenly road ;
And new supplies each hour 1 meet^
While pressing on to God.

4 Grace all the work shall crown^
Through everlasting days ;
U It lays in heaven the topmost stone^

And well deserves the praise. Doddridgb.



Select. HYMN 321,322. 69^

HYMN 321. P. M. Bingham, [b or *]
Bartimeus. Mark x, 47, 48.
p 1 "IVTERCY, O thou Son of David !"
JLTX Thus blind Bartimeus prayed \

Others by the word are saved,
o Now to me afford thine aid :

Man}'' for his crying chid him,
o But he called the louder still ;
e Till the gracious Saviour bid him
o '' Come and ask me what you will.

e 2 Money was i^ot what he wanted,

Though by begging used to live ;

But he asked, and Jesus granted.

Alms, which none but he could give :
o " Lord, remove this grievous blindness,

'' Let my eyes behold the day ;"

Straight lie saw, and, won by kindness,

Followed Jesus in the way.

s 3 Oh ! metliinks 1 hear him praising,
Publishing to all around ;
" Friend, is not my case amazing.?
" What a Saviour I have found :
" Oh ! that all the blind but knew him j
" And would be advised by me !
" Surely would they hasten to him,
" He would cause them all to see." Newtos

HYMN 323. C. M. Warwick. [*]
" Herein is Love." 1 John iv, 10.
s 1 "^T'E saints, assist me in my song —
JL Let all your passions move :
To Jesus all the notes belong —
I sing redeeming love.
e 2 Around the circle of his friends,
His tender passions move :
And while he lived, his constant theme
o Was still redeeming love.
p 3 Gently he raised his sacred hands.
Before his last remove :
And the last whispers of his tongue

Sighed forth redeeming love.
4 Through life's wide waste, with weary ffee^

In darkness I may rove ;
But rjever can my heart forget
Redeeming, dying love,



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HYMN 323, 324.



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—5 Oh that before his sacred throne,
I all its sweets may prove :
Still as my pleasures rise, my song

Shall be redeeming love. Collyer.

HYMN 323. C. M. Stamford. [*]
Luke XV, 10.
p J. /^H, how divine, how sweet the joy,
\y When but one sinner turns.
And with an humble, broken heart,
His sins and errors mourns !
6 2 Pleased with the -news, the saints below
In songs their tongues employ;
Beyond the skies the tidings go,
And heaven is filled with joy.
o 3^Well pleased the Father sees and hears
The conscious sinner's moan ;
Jesus receives him in his arms,
And claims him for his own.
s 4 Nor angels can their joys contain,
But kindle with new fire :
" The sinner lost is found," they sing,

And strike the sounding lyre. Needham.

HYMN 324. C. M. Abridge. [*]

s 1 f\ HAPPY soul that lives on high,
\y While men lie grov'ling here !
His hopes are fixed above the sky.

And faith forbids his fear.
2 His conscience knows no secret stings,

While grace and joy combine
To form a life whose holy springs
Are hidden and divine.
e 3 He waits in secret on his God,

His God in secret sees ;
s Let earth be all in arms abroad.
He dwells in heavenly peace.

4 His pleasures rise from things unseen,
Beyond this world of time,

Where neither eyes nor ears have been,
Nor thoughts of mortals climb.

5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne.
To raise his figure here,

Content and pleased to live alone,

Till Christ his life appear. Watts.



Select. HYMN 325, 326. 697

HYMN 325. C. M. Laneshoro\ [*]

The Fear of God.
o 1 rriHRICE happy souls, who, born of heaven,

-I- While yet they sojourn here,
e Humbly begin their days with God,
And spend them in his fear.

2 So may our eyes with holy zeal
Prevent the dawning day ;

And turn the sacred pages o'er,

And praise thy name and pray.
e 3 Midst hourly cares may love present

Its incense to thy throne ;
And, while the world our hands employs,

Our hearts be thine alone.

4 At night we lean our weary heads
On thy paternal breast ;

And, safely folded in thine arms,
Resign our powers to rest.
o 5 In solid, pure delights, like these.
Let all my days be past ;
Nor shall I then impatient wish.

Nor shall I fear the last. Dcddrtdos,

HYMN 326. C. M. Broomsgrove. |-~'
Christian Love.

"OW sweet, how heavenly is the sight,
When those who love the Lotd,
In one another's peace delight,
And so fulfill his word ; —
■!r-2 When each can feel his brother's sigh,
And with him bear a part ;
When sorrows flow from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart ; —

3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,
Our wishes all above,

Each can his brother's failings hide.

And show a brother's love.
\i 4 Let love, in one delightful stream,

Through erery bosom flow ;
And union sweet, and dear esteem,

In every action glow.

5 Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above ;

And he's an heir of heaven, who finds
His bosom glow with love. SwAlN.

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698 HYM N 327—329. Select.

HYMN 327. S. M. Lisbon. [*]

Exhortation against Sectarian Spirit.

1 T ET party names no more

i i The Christian world o'erspread :
Gentile and Jew, and bond and ^ee,
Are one in Christ their Head.

2 Among the saints on earth
Let mutual love be found ;

Heirs of the same inheritance,

With mutual blessings crowned.

3 Let envy and ill will
Be banished far away ;

And all in Christian bonds unite.
Who the same Lord obey.

4 Thus will the church below
Resemble that above ;

Where no discordant sounds are heard,
p • But all is peace and love.

Beddome.

HYMN 328. C. M. ArcMale. [*]
The Unity of the Spirit in the Bond of Peace,
g 1 r I iHE earth, the ocean, and the sky,
-L To form one world agree ;
Where all that walk, or swim, or fly,
Compose one family.
—2 God in creation thus displays
His wisdom and his might,
While all his works with all his ways •
Harmoniously unite.
p 3 In one fraternal bond of love.

One fellowship of mind,
o The saints below and saints above,
Their bliss and glory find.
4 Here, in their house of pilgrimage.

Thy statutes are their song ,
There, through one bright eternal age,

Thy praises they prolong, Montgomery.

HYMN 329. C. M. Tolland. [*]

J%e Church Militant learning the Church Triumphant' s

Song.
o 1 OING we the song of those who stand
O Around th' eternal throne,



Select. HY MN 330. 699

Of every kindred, clime, and land,

A multitude unknown.
2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here ;

To-day, the young, the old,
Our Saviour and his flock appear
One Shepherd and one fold.
p 3 Toil, trial, sufF'ring, still await
On earth the pilgrim's throng ;
Yet learn we, in our low estate,
o The church triumphant's song.
s 4 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain,
Cry the redeemed above.
Blessing and honour to obtain,
And everlasting love.

5 Worthy the Lamb, on earth we sing,
Who died our souls to save :

Henceforth, O Death ! where is thy sting ?
Thy victory , O Grave ?

6 Then, hallelujah ! power and praise
To God in Christ be given ;

May all who now this anthem raise,

Renew the strain in heaven. Montgomery.

HYMN 330. S. M. Shirland. [*]
Vital Union to Christ in Regeneration.
e 1 T~\EAR Saviour, we are thine
AJ^ By everlasting bonds ;
Our names, our hearts, we would resign j
Our souls are in thy hands.

2 To thee we still would cleave.
With ever-growing zeal ;
If millions tempt us Christ to leave,
Oh, let them ne'er prevail.
o 3 Thy Spirit shall unite

Our souls to thee, our Head ;
Shall form us to thy image bright,
That we thy paths may tread.

4 Death may our souls divide
From these abodes of clay ;

But love shall keep us near thy side

Through all the gloomy way. ,

5 Since Christ and we are one,
Why should we doubt and fear ?

If he in heaven hath fixed his throne,

He'll fix his members there. Doddridge,



TOO HYMN 331, 332. Select,

HYMN 331. L. M. Atlantic. [*]

Rising to God.
o 1 TVrOW let our souls, on wings sublime,
_L 1 Rise from the vanities of time ;
Draw back the parting veil, and see
The glories of eternity.

2 Born by a new, celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth ^
Why grasp at transitory toys.

So near to heaven's eternal joys ?

3 Shall aught beguile us on the road,
When we are walking back to God ?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home,

, 4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge.
That sets our longing souls at lar^e ;
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell,



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