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HYMN 76.

(C. M.)

HE'S come! let every knee be bent,
All hearts new joy resume;
Sing, ye redeem'd, with one consent,
"The Comforter is come."

2 What greater gift, what greater love,
Could God on man bestow?
Angels for this rejoice above,
Let man rejoice below!


Hail, blessed Spirit! may each sout Do thou each sinful thought control, Thy sacred influence feel;

The pow'rs of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay; "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! "Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 3 Loose all your bars of massy light,

And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims those mansions as his right;
Receive the King of Glory in.

4 "Who is the King of Glory, who?"
The Lord that all his foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew,
And Jesus is the conq'ror's name.
5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay,
"Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
"Ye everlasting doors give way!"
6" Who is the King of Glory, who?"
The Lord of boundless power possess'd,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, for ever bless'd.


HYMN 74.

(C. M.)

COME, holy Ghost! Creator, come,
Inspire these souls of thine;
Till every heart which thou hast made
Be fill'd with grace divine.

2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift

Of God, and fire of love; The everlasting spring of joy,

And unction from above.

3 Thy gifts are manifold, thou writ'st
God's law in each true heart;
The promise of the Father, thou
Dost heavenly speech impart.

4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they
Thy sacred love embrace;
Assist our minds, by nature frail,
With thy celestial grace.

5 Drive far from us the mortal foe,
And give us peace within,
That, by thy guidance blest, we may
Escape the snares of sin.

6 Teach us the Father to confess,
And Son, from death reviv'd,
And thee, with both, O Holy Ghost,
Who art from both deriv'd.

HYMN 75,

(C. M.)
COME, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning powers.
Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours,
2 See how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys;
Our souls, how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys!

13 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
In vain we strive to rise!
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.

4 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.

And fix our wavering zeal!

4 Thou to the conscience dost convey
Those checks which we should know
Thy motions point to us the way;
Thou giv'st us strength to go.

HYMN 77.

HOLY, holy, holy Lord,


Bright in thy deeds and in thy
For ever be thy name ador'd, [name,
Thy glories let the world proclaim '
20 Jesus, Lamb once crucified
To take our load of sins away,
Thine be the hymn that rolls its tide
Along the realms of upper day!
3 O Holy Spirit, from above,
In streams of light and glory giv'n,
Thou source of ecstasy and love,
Thy praises ring through earth and

4 O God triune! to thee we owe
Our every thought, our every song;
And ever may thy praises flow
From saint and serapn's burning tongue!
HYMN 78. (L. M.)

FATHER of all, whose love profound
for our souls hath found,
Before thy throne we sinners bend ;
To us thy pardoning love extend!
2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word,
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy saving grace extend!
3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath
The soul is rais'd from sin and death
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy quick'ning pow'r extend!

4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son,
Mysterious Godhead, Three in one!
Before thy throne we sinners bend ;
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend!

HYMN 79.


WE give immortal praise

To God the Father's love,
For all our comforts here,
And all our hopes above:
He sent his own
Eternal Son,
To die for sins

That man had done.
2 To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory too,
Who sav'd us by his blood
From everlasting wo:
And now he lives,
And now he reigns,

And sees the fruit
Of all his pains.

3 To God the Spirit, praise
And endless worship give,
Whose new-creating pow'r
Makes the dead sinner live:
His work completes
The great design,
And fills the soul
With joy divine.

4 Almighty God! to thee
Be endless honours done;
The sacred Persons three,
The Godhead only one:
Where reason fails
With all her pow'rs,
There faith prevails,
And love adores.


HYMN 80.

(C. M.)

ALMIGHTY Lord! before thy throne
Thy mourning people bend!
"Tis on thy pard'ning grace alone
Our prostrate hopes depend.

2 Dark judgments, from thy heavy hand,
Thy dreadful pow'r display;
Yet mercy spares our guilty land,

And still we live to pray.

3 How chang'd, alas! are truths divine,
For error, guilt and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name!
40 turn us, turn us, nighty Lord,
Convert us by thy grace;
Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And see again thy face.

5 Then, should oppressing foes invade,
We will not sink in fear;
Secure of all-sufficient aid,
When God, our God, is near.


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READ Jehovah! God of nations, From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications, Now for their deliv'rance rise ⚫ 2 Lo! with deep contrition turning, Humbly at thy feet we bend; Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning, Hear us, spare us, and defend. 3 Though our sins, our hearts confound ing,

Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding, Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 4 Let that love veil our transgression, Let that blood our guilt efface: Save thy people from oppression, Save from spoil thy holy place. (L. M.)

HYMN 82.

Prayer and Hope of Victory.

NOW may the God of grace and pow'r
Attend his people's humble cry;
Defend them in the needful hour,
And send deliv'rance from on high
2 In his salvation is our hope,

And in the name of Israel's God Our troops shall lift their banners up, Our navies spread their flags abroad. 3 Some trust in horses train'd for war,

And some of chariots make their Our surest expectations are [boasts; From thee,the Lord of heavenly hosts! 4 Then save us, Lord, from slavish fear, And let our trust be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear,

And hymns of peace conclude our song


HYMN 83.

Part 1. (III.2.) PRA ORAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days; Bounteous source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ: All to thee, our God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow. 2 All the blessings of the fields, All the stores the garden yields, Flocks that whiten all the plain, Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain; Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 3 Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews, Suns that genial warmth diffuse, All the plenty summer pours, Autumn's rich o'ertlowing stores; Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 4 Peace, prosperity, and health, Private bliss and public wealth,

Knowledge, with its gladd'ning streams, The tribute of its love to bring

Pure religion's holier beams;
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
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5 Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear
From its stem the rip'ning ear;
Though the sick'ning flock should fall,
And the herd desert the stall
Still to thee our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
6 Should thine alter'd hand restrain
Th' early and the latter rain,
Blast each op'ning bud of joy,
And the rising year destroy;
Still to thee our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
7 Life and grace, whate'er our wo,
Still to thee, our God, we owe
Though of earthly hopes bereft,
Yet our hope of heaven is left
And for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
(C. M.)


To thee, our Saviour and our King;

4 Till every public temple raise
A song of triumph to thy praise;
And every peaceful, private home,
To thee a temple shall become.
5 Still be it our supreme delight
To walk as in thy glorious sight;
Still in thy precepts and thy fear,
Till life's last hour, to persevere.





HYMN 86. (III. 3.) AVIOUR! who thy flock art feeding With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs thy bosom share ; 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in thy gracious ann— There, we know--thy word believingOnly there, secure from harm. 3 Never from thy pasture roving, Let them be the Lion's prey; Let thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them all life's dang'rous way: 4 Then, within thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting place; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of thy grace. (S. M.) THE gentle Saviour calls

HYMN 84.

FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love,

How rich thy bounties are!
The rolling seasons, as they move,
Proclaim thy constant care.

2 When in the bosom of the earth
The sower hid the grain,
Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth,
And sent the early rain.

3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord,
was thine,

The plants in beauty grew;
Thou gav'st the summer's suns to shine,
The mild refreshing dew.

4 These various mercies from above
Matur'd the swelling grain

A kindly harvest crowns thy love,
And plenty fills the plain.

5 We own and bless thy gracious sway:
Thy hand all nature hails;
Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day,
Summer nor winter fails.

HYMN 85.

(L. M.)

For Public Mercies and Deliverances.

SALVATION doth to God belong.

His power and grace shall be our
From him alone all mercies flow, [song;
His arm alone subdues the foe!

2 Then praise this God, who bows his
Propitious to his people's prayer; [ear
And though deliv'rance he may stay,
Yet answers still in his own day.
30 may this goodness lead our land,
Still sav'd by thine almighty hand,

HYMN 87.

Our children to his breast;
He folds them in his gracious arms
Himself declares them blest.
2" Let them approach," he cries,
"Nor scorn their humble clain;
"The heirs of heaven are such as these
"For such as these I came."

3 Gladly we bring them, Lord,
Devoting them to thee,
Imploring, that, as we are thine,
Thine may our offspring be.

HYMN 88.

(S. M.)

Of Adults.
Ephesians vi. 10-13.
SOLDIERS of Christ arise,
And put your armour on,
Strong in the strength which God sup
Through his eternal Son. [plies

2 Strong in the Lord of hosts,
And in his mighty pow'r,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

3 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endu'ù;


And take to arm you for the figlit, 13 lt saves us from a thousand snares The panoply of God:

To mind religion young :

Grace will preserve our following years, 4 That having all things done,

And make our virtues strong.
And all your conflicts past,
Ye may behold your vict'ry won, 4 To thee, Almighty God, to thee
And stand complete at last.

Our hearts we now resign:

"Twill please us to look back and see CONFIRMATION.

That our whole lives were thine, HYMN 89. (L. M.)

HYMN 92.

(C. M.) HAPPY day, that stays my

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IN the morn of life, when youth On thee, my Saviour and my God! With vital ardour glows, Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And shines in all the fairest charms And tell thy goodness all abroad. That beauty can disclose, 2 0 happy bond! that seals my vows, 2 Deep in thy soul, before its pow'rs To hini who merits all my love;

Are yet by vice enslav'd. Let cheerful anthems fill his house, Be thy Creator's glorious name While to his sacred throne I move. And character engrav'd: 3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done ; 3 Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine; The sunshine of thy days; Help me, through grace, to follow on, And cares and twils, in endless round, Glad to confess thy voice divine.

Encompass all thy ways: 4 Here rest, my oft divided heart, 4 Ere yet thy heart the woes of age, Fix'd on thy God, thy Saviour, rest; With vain regret, deplore, Who with the world would grieve to And sadly muse on foriner joys, part,

That now return no more. When call'd on angels' fnod to feast.

5 True wisdom, early sought and 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn

In age will give thee rest :

O then, improve the morn of life,
That vow renew'd shall daily hear, To make its ev'ning blest !
Till in lite's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.

HYMN 90. (C. M.)

HYMN 93. (C. M.)
WITNESS, ye men and angels

, now;

Rev. v. 12, 9, &c. Before the Lord we speak; To him we make our solenn vow, THOU, God, all glory, honour, pow'r,

Art worthy to receive; A vow we dare not break:

Since all things by thy power were made, 2 That, long as life itself shall last,

And by thy bounty live.
Ourselves to Christ we yield ;
Nor from his cause will we depart,

2 And worthy is the Lamb all power, Or ever quit the field.

Honour, and wealth, to gain, 3 We trust not in our native strength,

Glory and strength; who for our sins

A sacrifice was slain ! But on his grace rely, That, with returning wants, the Lord 3 All worthy thou, who hast redeemid, Will all our need supply.

And ransom'd us to God, 4 Lord, guide our doubtful feet aright,

From every nation, every coast, And keep us in thy ways;

By thy most precious blood.
And, while we turn our vows to prayers, 4 Biessing and honour, glory, pow'r,
Turn thou our prayers to praise.

By all in earth and heaven,
HYMN 91.

To him that sits upon the throne,
(C. M.)

And to the Lamb be given.
YOUTH, when devoted to the Lord,
Is pleasing in his eye.;

HYMN 94. (L. M.)
A flow'r, though offer'd in the bud,

My God, and is thy table spread ? Is no vain sacrifice.

And does thy cup with love a'er2 'Tis easier far if we begin

Thither be all thy children led,

[flow: To fear the Lord betimes;

And let them tly sweet mercies know! For sinners who grow old in sin 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes! Are harden'd by their crimes.

Rich banquet of his flesh and blood! Kk

Thrice happy he who here partakes

Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, That sacred stream, that heavenly Thy dreadful agonizing pains.


3 Why are its bounties all in vain
Before unwilling hearts display'd?
Was not for you the victim slain?
Are you forbid the children's bread?
4 O let thy table honour'd be,

And furnish'd well with joyful guests!
And may each soul salvation see,
That here its holy pledges tastes!

6 Let humble, penitential wo,
With painful, pleasing anguish flow;
And thy forgiving love impart,
Life, hope, and joy, to every heart.



St. Matt. x

(L. M.)

NO forth, ye heralds, in my name,

5 Drawn by thy quick'ning grace, Sweetly the gospel trumpet sound +


In countless numbers let them come,
And gather from their Father's board,
The bread that lives beyond the tomb!
6 Nor let thy spreading gospel rest,
Till through the world thy truth has

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AND are we now brought near to God,

Who once at distance stood?

And, to effect this glorious change,
Did Jesus shed his blood?
20 for a song of ardent praise,

To bear our souls above!
What should allay our lively hope,
Or damp our flaming love!

3 Then let us join the heavenly choirs,
To praise our heavenly King!
O may that love which spread this board,
Inspire us while we sing-

The glorious jubilee proclaim,
Where'er the human race is found.
The joyful news to all impart,


And teach them where salvation lies; With care bind up the broken heart, And wipe the tears from weeping eyes. 3 Be wise as serpents, where you go, But harmless as the peaceful dove; And let your heaven-taught conduct show

That ye're commission'd from above
4 Freely from me ye have receiv'd,
Freely, in love, to others give;
Thus shall your doctrines be believ'd,
And, by your labours, sinners live

HYMN 98. (L. M.)
St. Mark xvi. 15, &c. and St. Matt
xxviii. 18, &c.

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GO preach my gospel," saith the

4 "Glory to God in highest strains,

"And to the earth be peace; "Good-will from heaven to men is come, "And let it never cease!"

HYMN 96.

(L. M.)

NO Jesus, our exalted Lord, [ador'd,
That name, in heav'n and earth
Fain would our hearts and voices raise
A cheerful song of sacred praise.

2 But all the notes which mortals know,|
Are weak, and languishing, and low;
Far, far above our humble songs,
The theme demands immortal tongues.
3 Yet whilst around his board we meet,
And worship at his sacred feet,
O let our warm affections move,
In glad returns of grateful love.

4 Yes, Lord, we love and we adore,
But long to know and love thee more;
And, whilst we taste the bread and wine,
Desire to feed on joys divine.

5 Let faith our feeble senses aid,
To see thy wondrous love display'd;

"Bid the whole earth my grace re
"Explain to them my sacred word,
"Bid them believe, obey, and live.
2"I'll make my great commission known,
"And ye shall prove my gospel true,
"By all the works that I have done,

"And all the wonders ye shall do.
3" Go heal the sick, go raise the dead,
"Go cast out devils in my name;
"Nor let my prophets be afraid,
"Though Greeks reproach, and Jews

4 "While thus ye follow my commands,
"I'm with you till the world shall end;
"All power is trusted in my hands;
"I can destroy, and can defend."

5 He spake, and light shone round his

On a bright cloud to heaven he rode, They to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God.

HYMN 99.

(L. M.) THE Saviour, when to heaven he rose In splendid triumph o'er his foes,

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