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HE'S come! let every knee be bent,
2 What greater gift, what greater love,
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;
4 "Who is the King of Glory, who?"
And angels chant the solemn lay,
COME, holy Ghost! Creator, come,
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
4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they
5 Drive far from us the mortal foe,
6 Teach us the Father to confess,
In these cold hearts of ours,
13 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
4 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
And fix our wavering zeal!
4 Thou to the conscience dost convey
HOLY, holy, holy Lord,
Bright in thy deeds and in thy
4 O God triune! to thee we owe
FATHER of all, whose love profound
4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son,
WE give immortal praise
To God the Father's love,
That man had done.
And sees the fruit
3 To God the Spirit, praise
4 Almighty God! to thee
ALMIGHTY Lord! before thy throne
2 Dark judgments, from thy heavy hand,
And still we live to pray.
3 How chang'd, alas! are truths divine,
5 Then, should oppressing foes invade,
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.)
Prayer and Hope of Victory.
NOW may the God of grace and pow'r
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
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;
5 Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear
To thee, our Saviour and our King;
4 Till every public temple raise
VII. ORDINANCES AND
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
FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love,
How rich thy bounties are!
2 When in the bosom of the earth
3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord,
The plants in beauty grew;
4 These various mercies from above
A kindly harvest crowns thy love,
5 We own and bless thy gracious sway:
For Public Mercies and Deliverances.
SALVATION doth to God belong.
His power and grace shall be our
2 Then praise this God, who bows his
Our children to his breast;
3 Gladly we bring them, Lord,
2 Strong in the Lord of hosts,
3 Stand then in his great might,
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.
Our hearts we now resign:
"Twill please us to look back and see CONFIRMATION.
That our whole lives were thine, HYMN 89. (L. M.)
(C. M.) HAPPY day, that stays my
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,
THE LORD'S SUPPER.
HYMN 93. (C. M.)
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.
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.
By all in earth and heaven,
To him that sits upon the throne,
And to the Lamb be given.
HYMN 94. (L. M.)
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
And furnish'd well with joyful guests!
6 Let humble, penitential wo,
ORDINATION, OR INSTITU-
St. Matt. x
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 are we now brought near to God,
Who once at distance stood?
And, to effect this glorious change,
To bear our souls above!
3 Then let us join the heavenly choirs,
The glorious jubilee proclaim,
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
HYMN 98. (L. M.)
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!"
NO Jesus, our exalted Lord, [ador'd,
2 But all the notes which mortals know,|
4 Yes, Lord, we love and we adore,
5 Let faith our feeble senses aid,
"And all the wonders ye shall do.
4 "While thus ye follow my commands,
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.
(L. M.) THE Saviour, when to heaven he rose In splendid triumph o'er his foes,