HYMN 23. S. M.

RACE! 'tis a charming sound,

Harmonious to the ear;

Heav'n with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contriv'd a way

To save rebellious man,

And all the means that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.

3 Grace guides my wan'dring feet

To tread the heav'nly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

4 Grace all the work shall crown

Through everlasting days;

It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

V. THE CHURCH.
HYMN 24. S. M.
IKE Noah's weary dove,

That soar'd the earth around, But not a resting-place above The cheerless waters found; 2 O cease, my wand'ring soul,

On restless wing to roam;
All the wide world, to either pole,
Has not for thee a home.

3 Behold the Ark of God,

Behold the open door;
Hasten to gain that dear abode,
And rove, my soul, no more.
4 There, safe thou shalt abide,
There, sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,
With full salvation blest.

5 And, when the waves of ire

Again the earth shall fill,

The Ark shall ride the sea of fire;

Then rest on Sion's hill.

HYMN 25. S. M.

LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of thine abode,

The Church our blest Redeemer sav'd

With his own precious blood.

2 I love thy Church, O God;

Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,

And graven on thy hand.

3 If e'er to bless thy sons,

My voice or hands deny,

These hands let useful skill forsake,

This voice in silence die.

4 If e'er my heart forget
Her welfare, or her woe,

Let every joy this heart forsake,
And every grief o'erflow.

5 For her my tears shall fall;
For her my pray'rs ascend;

To her my cares and toils be given,

Till toils and cares shall end.

6 Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways,

Her sweet communion, solemn vows,

Her hymns of love and praise.

7 Jesus, thou Friend divine,

Our Saviour and our King,

Thy hand from every snare and foe
Shall great deliv'rance bring.

8 Sure as thy truth shall last,
To Sion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.

HYMN 26. C. M.

Hebrews xii. 18. 22-24.

POT to the terrors of the Lord,

The tempest, fire, and smoke;
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke:
2 But we are come to Sion's hill,
The city of our God;

Where milder words declare his will,
And spread his love abroad.

3 Behold th' innumerable host
Of angels cloth'd in light!
Behold the spirits of the just

Whose faith is changed to sight.

4 Behold the bless'd assembly there

Whose names are writ in heav'n;
Hear God, the Judge of all, declare
Their sins, through Christ, forgiv❜n.

5 Angels, and living saints and dead,
But one communion make:
All join in Christ, their vital Head,
And of his love partake.

HYMN 27. S. M.

LEST is the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love:

The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

2 Before our Father's throne

We pour united prayers;

Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one;

Our comforts and our cares.

3 We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

4 When we at death must part,
How keen, how deep the pain!

2 The king himself comes near

To feast his saints to-day;

Here may we sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.

3 One day amidst the place

Where Jesus is within,

Is better than ten thousand days

Of pleasure and of sin.

4 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
Till it is called to soar away
To everlasting bliss.

HYMN 33. L. M.

NOTHER six days' work is done,
Another Lord's day has begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the hours thy God hath blest.

2 This day may our devotions rise,

As grateful incense, to the skies;
And heaven that sweet repose bestow,
Which none but they who feel it know.
3 This peaceful calm within the breast
Is the sure pledge of heav'nly rest,
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.

4 In holy duties, let the day,

In holy pleasures pass away;
How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

HYMN 34. II. 3.

REAT God! this sacred day of thine
Demands the soul's collected pow'rs;
Gladly we now to thee resign

These solemn, consecrated hours:
O may our souls adoring own
The grace that calls us to thy throne!
2 All-seeing God! thy piercing eye

Can every secret thought explore;
May worldly cares our bosoms fly,
And, where thou art, intrude no more;
O may thy grace our spirits move,
And fix our minds on things above.
3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart,

And bid thy word, with life divine,
Engage the ear, and warm the heart:

Then shall the day indeed be thine;
Then shall our souls adoring own
The grace that calls us to thy throne.

HYMN 35. II. 4.

N loud exalted strains,

The King of glory praise;
O'er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days;

But Sion, with his presence blest,

Is his delight, his chosen rest. 2 O King of glory! come;

And with thy favour crown
This temple as thy home,

This people as thy own:

Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show
How God can dwell with men below.

3 Now let thine ear attend

Our supplicating cries;
Now let our praise ascend,

Accepted to the skies:

Now let thy Gospel's joyful sound Spread its celestial influence round. 4 Here may the list'ning throng

Imbibe thy truth and love;
Here Christians join the song

Of seraphim above:

Till all who humbly seek thy face,
Rejoice in thy abounding grace.

HYMN 36. L. M.

JAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone; Let my religious hours alone:

F

From flesh and sense I would be free,
And hold communion, Lord, with thee.

2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,
And kindles with a pure desire
To see thy grace, to taste thy love,
And feel thine influence from above.
3 When I can say that God is mine,
When I can see thy glories shine,
I'll tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that men call rich and great.

4 Send comfort down from thy right hand,
To cheer me in this barren land;
And in thy temple let me know
The joys that from thy presence flow.

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HYMN 37. L. M.

Y opening eyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning day; My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay. 2 I yield my heart to thee alone,

Nor would receive another guest;
Eternal King! erect thy throne,
And reign sole monarch in my breast.
3 O bid this trifling world retire,

And drive each carnal thought away;
Nor let me feel one vain desire,
One sinful thought through all the day.

4 Then, to thy courts when I repair,
My soul shall rise on joyful wing,

The wonders of thy love declare,
And join the strains which angels sing.

HYMN 38. III. 1.

O thy temple I repair;

Lord, I love to worship there;
While thy glorious praise is sung,
Touch my lips, unloose my tongue.
2 While the prayers of saints ascend,
God of love, to mine attend;
Hear me, for thy Spirit pleads;
Hear, for Jesus intercedes.

3 While I hearken to thy law,
Fill my soul with humble awe,
Till thy Gospel bring to me
Life and immortality.

4 While thy ministers proclaim
Peace and pardon in thy Name,
Through their voice, by faith, may I
Hear thee speaking from on high.
5 From thy house when I return,
May my heart within me burn;
And at evening let me say,
"I have walked with God to-day."

2 On him the Spirit, largely pour'd,

Exerts his sacred fire;
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love,

His holy breast inspire.

3 He comes, the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

4 He comes, from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray;
And on the eyes oppress'd with night,
To pour celestial day.

5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure,
And with the treasures of his grace,

T'enrich the humble poor.

6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name.

HYMN 44. C. M.

HILE angels thus, O Lord, rejoice, Shall men no anthem raise?

O may we lose these useless tongues,
When we forget to praise!

2 Then let us swell responsive notes,
And join the heav'nly throng;
For angels no such love have known

As we, to wake their song.

3 Good-will to sinful dust is shown,
And peace on earth is given;
For lo! th' incarnate Saviour comes,
With news of joy from heaven.

4 Mercy and truth, with sweet accord,
His rising beams adorn;

Let heaven and earth in concert sing,
"The promised child is born!"

5 Glory to God, in highest strains,
By highest worlds is paid;
Be glory, then, by us proclaim'd,

And by our lives display'd;

6 Till we attain those blissful realms, Where now our Saviour reigns;

To rival these celestial choirs

In their immortal strains.

HYMN 45. III. 1.
ARK! the herald angels sing
Glory to the new-born King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
God and sinners reconcil'd.

2 Joyful all ye nations rise,
Join the triumphs of the skies;
With th' angelic host, proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem!

3 Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the virgin's womb.

4 Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see:
Hail th' incarnate Deity,

Pleased, as man, with man to dwell;
Jesus, now Emanuel.

5 Risen with healing in his wings,
Light and life to all he brings;
Hail the Sun of righteousness;
Hail the heaven-born Prince of peace.

HYMN 46.

Chorus.

HOUT the glad tidings, exultingly

sing;

Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King!

1 Sion, the marvellous story be telling,

The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth! The brightest archangel in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth.

Chorus.

Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King!

2 Tell how he cometh from nation to nation, The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round;

How free to the faithful he offers salvation, How his people with joy everlasting are

crown'd.

Chorus.

Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King!

3 Mortals your homage be gratefully bringing, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise; Ye angels! the full hallelujah be singing; One chorus resound thro' the earth and the skies:

Chorus.

Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King!

HYMN 47. C. M.

Isaiah ix. 2-7.

HE race that long in darkness pined,
Have seen a glorious light;
The people now behold the dawn,
Who dwell in death and night.

2 To hail thy rising Sun of life
The gath'ring nations come;
Joyous as when the reapers bear
Their harvest treasures home.

3 For thou our burden hast removed;
Th' oppressor's reign is broke;
Thy fiery conflict with the foe
Has burst his cruel yoke.

4 To us the promised Child is born;
To us the Son is giv'n;

Him shall the tribes of earth obey,
And all the hosts of heav'n.

5 His name shall be the Prince of peace,

For evermore adored;

The Wonderful, the Counsellor,

The mighty God, and Lord.