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3 New time, new favours, and new joys, X. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.

Do a new song require;

Till we shall praise thee as we would,

Accept our hearts' desire.

HYMN 171.


(S. M.)

THE day is past and gone ;

The ev'ning shades appear;
O may we all remember well
The night of death draws near.
2 We lay our garments by,
Upon our beds to rest;

So death shall soon disrobe us all
Of what is here possest.

3 Lord, keep us safe this night
Secure from all our fears;
May angels guard us while we sleep,
Till morning light appears.

HYMN 172.

Psalm cxli. 2.

(III. 1.)

OFTLY now the light of day


Fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labour free, Lord, I would commune with thee! 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye Nought escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity,

Open fault, and secret sin.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall for ever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee!

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man's infirmity;
Then, from thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.

HYMN 173.


(IV. 2.)

INSPIRER and hearer of prayer,
Thou shepherd and guardian of thine,
My all to thy covenant care

I, sleeping or waking, resign.
2 If thou art my shield and my sun,
The night is no darkness to me;
And, fast as my minutes roll on,
They bring me but nearer to thee.
3 A sov'reign protector I have,
Unseen, yet for ever at hand;
Unchangeably faithful to save,
Almighty to rule and command.
4 His smiles and his comforts abound,
His grace, as the dew, shall descend;
And walls of salvation surround
The soul he delights to defend,

HYMN 174.

(C. M.) Renouncing the World.

LET worldly minds the world pursue

It has no charms for me.
Once I admir'd its follies too,
But grace has set me free.

2 Those follies now no longer please,
No more delight afford;

Far from my heart be joys like these
Now I have known the Lord.

3 As by the light of op'ning day
The stars are all conceal'd,
So earthly pleasures fade away
When Jesus is reveal'd.

4 Creatures no more divide my choice,
I bid them all depart;

His name, and love, and gracious voice
Shall fix my roving heart.

5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,
And wholly live to thee:

Yet worthless still, myself I own,
Thy worth is all my plea.

HYMN 175.

(L. M.)

Not ashamed of Christ.

JESUS! and shall it ever be

A mortal man asham'd of thee!
Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine through endless

2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far
Let night disown each radiant star;
"Tis midnight with my soul, till he,
Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee
3 Asham'd of Jesus! O, as soon
Let morning blush to own the sun;
He sheds the beams of light divine
O'er this benighted soul of mine.

4 Asham'd of Jesus! that dear friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend
No; when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.
5 Asham'd of Jesus! empty pride!
I'll boast a Saviour crucified;
And, O, may this my portion be,
My Saviour not asham❜d of me!

HYMN 176. (S. M.)
Prayer for Christian Graces.
JESUS, my strength, my hope,
On thee I cast my care,
With humble confidence look up,
And know thou hear'st my prayer:
Give me on thee to wait,

Till I can all things do;
On thee, almighty to create
Almighty to renew

21 want a sober mind,

HYMN 178. (L. M.) A self-renouncing will,

Following the Example of Christ. That tramples down and costs behind : The baits of pleasing ill :

WHENEER the angry passions rise,

And tempt our thoughts or tongues A soul inur’d to pain,

to strife, To hardship, grief, and loss ;

To Jesus let us lift our eyes, Ready to take up and sustain

Bright pattern of the Christian life. The consecrated cross.

20 how benevolent and kind! 3 I want a godly fear,

How mild, how ready to forgive! A quick, discerning eye,

Be this the temper of our mind, That looks to thee when sin is near,

And these the rules by which we live And sees the tempter fly; A spirit still prepar’d,

3 To do his heavenly Father's will And arm'd with jealous care,

Was his employment and delight;
For ever standing on its guard, Humility and holy zeal
And watching unto prayer.

Shone through his life dfinely bright. 4 I want a heart to pray,

4 Dispensing good where'er he came, To pray and never cease,

The labours of his life were love; Never to murmur at thy stay,

Then, if we bear the Saviour's name Or wish my sufferings less ;

By his example let us move. This blessing, above all,

5 But, ah! how blind, how weak we Always to pray I want,

How frail, how apt to turn aside! [are Out of the deep on thee to call, Lord, we depend upon thy care ; And neyer, never faint.

We ask thy Spirit for our guide. 5 I want a true regard,

16 Thy fair example may we trace, A single, steady aim,

To teach us what we ought to be ; Unmov'd by threatning or reward, - Make us, by thy transforming grace,

To thee and thy great name; O Saviour, daily more like thee
A jealous, just concern
For thine inmortal praise ;

HYMN 179. (S. M )
A pure desire that all may learn

Duties. And glorify thy grace.

CHARGE to keep I have, 6 I rest upon thy word,

A God to glorify; The promise is for me ;

A never dying soul to save, My succour and saivation, Lord,

And fit it for the sky : Shall surely come from thee;

12 From youth to hoary age, But let me still abide,

My calling to fulfil: Nor from my hope remove,

O may it all my pow’rs engage Till thou my patient spirit guide

To do my Master's will.
Into thy perfect love.

3 Arm me with jealous care,
HYMN 177. (III. 3.) As in thy sight to live,
Prayer for Guidance. And O, thy servant, Lord, prepare

A strict account to give :
Pilgrim through this barren land;

4 help me to watch and pray, I am weak, but thou art mighty;

And on thyself rely ; Hold me with thy pow'rful hand.

Assur'd if I iny trust betray,

I shall for ever die. 2 Open now the crystal fountains Whence the living waters flow;

HYMN 180.

(C. M.) Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,

" Forgetting those things which are beLead ane all my journey through. hind,' &c. Phil. iii. 13, 14. 3 Feed me with the heavenly manna

A In this barren wilderness ;

And press with vigour on, (nerve Be my sword, and shield, and banner; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, Be the Lord my rightcousness.

And an immortal crown. 4 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 2 A cloud of witnesses around, Bid Ir.y anxious fears subside;

Hold thee in full survey ; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Forget the steps already trod,

Land ine safe on Canaan's side. And onward urge thy way.

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice

HYMN 183.

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(C. M.)

THE Lord will happiness divine

On contrite hearts bestow; Then tell me, gracious God, is inine A contrite heart, or no?

2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel;

If aught is felt, 'tis only pain

To find I cannot feel.

3 My best desires are faint and few,
I fain would strive for more;
But when I cry, "My strength renew,"
Seem weaker than before.

4 I see thy saints with comfort fill'd,
When in thy house of prayer;
But still in bondage I am held,

And find no comfort there.

5 O make this heart rejoice or ache;
Decide this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break
And heal it, if it be.

HYMN 182.


(C. M.) Desires after renewed Holiness.


OH for a closer walk with God,

A calm and heavenly frame!

A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb!

2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?

3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd;
How sweet their mem'ry still:
But now I feel an aching void
The world can never fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest;

I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.


TIS my happiness below,

(III. 1.)

Not to live without the cross; But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying ev'ry loss.

2 Trials must and will befall;
But with humble faith to see
Love inscrib'd upon them all-
This is happiness to me.

3 Did I meet no trials here,
No chastisement by the way,
Might I not with reason fear
I should be a cast-away?

4 Trials make the promise sweet;
Trials give new life to pray'r;
Bring me to my Saviour's feet,
Lay me low, and keep me there.
HYMN 184.
(C M.)

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HYMN 185.

Walking with God.

INCE I've known a Saviour's name And sin's strong fetters broke, Careful without care I am,

5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,

Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

C So shall my walk be close with God;

Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd
To thee my thoughts would soar:
Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd,
That mercy I adore.

3 In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see!

Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferr'd by thee.

4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days,
In ev'ry pain I bear,

My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.

5 When gladness wings my favour'd

Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r, My soul shall meet thy will.

6 My lifted eye, without a tear,

The gath'ring storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear,
That heart will rest on thee.

Nor feel my easy yoke:
Joyful now my faith to show,
I find his service my reward,

All the work I do below
Is light, for such a Lord.

2 To the desert or the cell,

Let others blindly fly,

in this evil world I dwell,

14 Who, who would live alway, away Nor fear its enmity;

from his God; Here I find an house of prayer, Away froin you heaven, that blissful To which I inwardly retire ;

abode, Walking unconcern'd in care, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o’or And unconsum'd in fire.

the bright plains, 30 that all the world might know

And the noontide of glory eternally Of living, Lord, to thee,

reigns : Find their heaven begun below, 5 Where the saints of all ages in har. And here thy goodness see;

mony meet, Walk in all the works prepar'd Their Saviour and brethren, transported By thee to exercise their grace,

to greet; Till they gain their full reward, While the anthems of rapture unceasAnd see thee face to face.

ingly roll,
HYMN 186. (L. M.) And the smile of the Lord is the feast

of the soul !
Heaven seen by Faith.
when the weary trav’ller gains


HYMN 188.

(C. M.) His heart revives, if o'er the plains

Job xiv. 1, 2.5, 6. He sees his home, though distant still.

FEW are thy days, and full of wo, 2 So, when the Christian pilgrim views O man, of woman born!

By faith his mansion in the skies, Thy doom is written, “ Dust thou art, The sight his fainting strength renews, " To dust thou shalt return."

And wings his speed to reach the prize. 2 Behold the emblem of thy state 3 The hope of heaven his spirit cheers; In flow'rs that bloom and die,

No more he grieves for sorrows past; Or in the shadow's fleeting forrá Nor any future conflict fears,

That mocks the gazer's eye. So he may safe arrive at last.

3 Determin'd are the days that fly 4 O Lord, on thee our hopes we stay, Successive o'er thy head;

To lead us on to thine abode; The number'd hour is on the wing Assurd thy love will far o'erpay That iays thee with the dead. The hardest labours of the road.

4 Great God! afflict not, in thy wrath, HYMN 187.

(IV. 4.) The short allotted span, " I would not live alway.” Job vii. 16. That bounds the few and weary days [ WOULDnot live alway: I ask not

Of pilgrimage to man. to stay

HYMN 189. (C. M.) Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way;

HARK! from the tombs a mournful The few lurid 'ınornings that dawn on « Ye living men, come view the ground

Mine ears attend the cry; (sound; us here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough

“Where you must shortiy lie. for its cheer.

2“ Princes, this clay must be your bed, 2 I would not live alway, thus fetter'd

“In spite of all your tow'rs; by sin ;

"The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head

"Must lie as low as ours." Temptation without, and corruption within :

3 Great God! is this our certain doom: E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled And are we still secure? with fears,

Still walking downward to the tomb, And the cup of thanksgiving with peni- And yet prepare no more? tent tears.

4 Grant us the power of quick’ning grace 3 I would not live alway; no-welcome To raise our souls to thee, the tomb,

That we may view thy glorious face Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not To all eternity. its gloom;

HYMN 190. There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me

(S. M.) arise

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Froin that abyss again:

2 So days, and years, and time,
Descending down to night,
Can thenceforth never more return
Back to the sphere of light:

3 And man, when in the grave,
Can never quit its gloom,
Until th' eternal morn shall wake
The slumber of the tomb.
4 O, may I find in death
A hiding-place with God,
Secure from wo and sin; till call'd
To share his bless'd abode !
5 Cheer'd by this hope, I wait,
Through toil, and care, and grief,
Till my appointed course is run,
And death shall bring relief.
HYMN 191.

VITAL spark of heavenly flame!

Quit, O quit this mortal frame!
Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying,
O, the pain, the bliss of dying!
Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife,
And let me languish into life.

2 Hark! they whisper! angels say,
Sister spirit, come away
What is this absorbs me quite-
Steals my senses, shuts my sight,
Drowns my spirit, draws my breath?
Tell me, my soul, can this be death?
3 The world recedes, it disappears!
Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears

With sounds seraphic ring!
Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly!
O grave, where is thy victory!
Ö death, where is thy sting!

HYMN 192. (C. M.)
THEN, rising from the bed of death,
O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker, face to face;


Who knows thine only Son has died
To make that pardon sure.

HYMN 193.

(S. M.)

AND will the Judge descend?

And must the dead arise?
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?

2 And from his righteous lips

Shall this dread sentence sound;
And through the numerous guilty throng
Spread black despair around?

3 "Depart from me, accurs'd,
"To everlasting flame,
"For rebel angels first prepar'd,
"Where mercy never came."
4 How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day:

When earth and heaven before his face
Astonish'd shrink away?

5 But, ere the trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,

Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound,
What joyful tidings spread!

6 Ye sinners, seek his grace,

Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of his cross,
And find salvation there.

7 So shall that curse remove,

By which the Saviour bled;
And the last awful day shall pour
His blessings on your head.

HYMN 194. (II.7.)
GREAT God, what do I see and hear!
The end of things created!
The Judge of man I see appear,
On clouds of glory seated:

The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
The dead which they contain'd before
Prepare, my soul, to meet him,

2 The dead in Christ shall first arise,

O how shall I appear!

2 If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy inay be sought,
My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought;
3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand dis-
In majesty severe,
And sit in judgment on my soul,
O how shall I appear!

4 But thou hast told the troubled mind,
Who does her sins lament,
That faith in Christ's atoning blood
Shall endless wo prevent.

5 Then never shall my soul despair
Her pardon to procure,

At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet him in the skies,

With joy their Lord surrounding
No gloomy fears their souls dismay,
His presence sheds eternal day

On those prepar'd to meet him.
3 But sinners, fill'd with guilty fears,
Behold his wrath prevailing;
For they shall rise, and find their tears
And sighs are unavailing:
The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,
All unprepar'd to meet him.

4 Great God, what do I see and hear!
The end of things created!
The Judge of man I see appear,
On clouds of glory seated;

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