HYMN CLXIII. (C. M.) Complaints of desertion and temptations. 1 DEAR Lord! behold our sore distress! Our sins attempt to reign; Stretch out thine arm of conqu❜ring And let thy foes be slain. [grace, [The lion with his dreadful roar Affrights thy feeble sheep: Reveal the glory of thy pow'r, And chain him to the deep. 3 Must we indulge a long despair? Shall our petitions die? Our mournings never reach thine ear, 4 If thou despise a mortal groan, 3 He brought the Spirit's pow'rful sword, To slay our deadly foes: Our sins shall die beneath thy word, And hell in vain oppose. 6 How boundless is our Father's grace, In height, and depth, and length! He made his Son our righteousness, His Spirit is our strength. HYMN CLXIV. (C. M.) 2 While time his sharpest teeth prepares 3 Nature shall be dissolv'd and die, 4 When will that glorious morning rise? HYMN CLXV. (C. M.) Unfruitfulness, ignorance, and unsanctified affections. 1 LONG have I sat beneath the sound 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, And hear almost in vain : 3 [My dear Almighty, and my God, How low my hope of joys above! 5 Great God! thy sover'ign pow'r impart 6 [Shew my forgetful feet the way HYMN CLXVI. (C. M.) The divine perfections. 1 HOW shall I praise th' eternal God, 2 [The Great Invisible! He dwells 3 Those watchful eyes, that never sleep 4 [Speak we ofstrength? His arm is strong 5 He knows no shadow of a change, Nor alters his decrees; Firm as a rock his truth remains. Burn like devouring flame.] 7 Justice upon a dreadful throne Now to my soul, immortal King, HYMN CLXVII. (L. M.) 1 GREAT God! thy glories shall employ 2 [Earthand th' stars,andworlds unknown His wisdom, like a sea divine, Flows deep and high beyond our line.] 5 [His name is holy, and his eye Burns with immortal jealousy; He hates the sons of pride and sheds His fiery vengeance on their heads.] 6 [The beamings of his piercing sight Bring dark hypocrisy to light; Death and destruction naked lie, And hell uncover'd to his eye.] 7 [Th' eternal law before him stands; His justice with impartial hands, Divides to all their due reward, Or by the sceptre or the sword.] [His mercy like a boundless sea, Washes our load of guilt away; While his own Son came down and dy'd, T'engage his justice on our side.] 9 [Each of his words demands my faith' 10 O, tell me, with a gentle voice, Fill'd with thy love, I dare proclaim The brightest honours of thy name. HYMN CLXVIII. (L. M.) The same. 1 JEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high, 2 His terrors keep the world in awe, 3 Thro' all his works his wisdom shines, HYMN CLXIX. The same as the cxlviiith Psalm. 1.THE Lord Jehovah reigns, His glories shine 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe; His wrath and justice stand 3 Thro' all his ancient works 4 And can this mighty King I love his word: HYMN CLXX. (L.M.) God incomprehensible and sovereign. 1*[CAN creatures, to perfection, find Th' eternal uncreated mind? Or can the largest stretch of thought 2 'Tis high as heav'n, 'tis deep as hell; 3 But man, vain man, would fain be wise, Born, like a wild young colt he flies And swells and snuffs the empty wind.] 4 God is a king of pow'r unknown, 5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole; He calms the tempest of the soul: 6 He frowns, and darkness veils the BOOK III. Prepared for the Holy Ordinance of the Lord's Supper. HYMN 1. (L. M.) The Lord's supper instituted, 1 Cor. xi. 23, &c. ITWAS on that dark,that doleful night, He took the bread, and bless'd and What love thro' all his actions ran! What wondrous words of grace he spake! 3 "This is my body, broke for sin, "Receive and eat the living food." Then took the cup and bless'd the wine; ""Tis the new cov'nant in my blood." 4 [For us his flesh with nails was torn, He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn; And justice pour'd upon his head ks heavy vengeance, in our stead. For us his vital blood was split, To buy the pardon of our guilt; When, for black crimes of biggest size, He gave his soul a sacrifice.] 6 "Do this, he cry'd, 'till time shall end, "In mem'ry of your dying friend; "Meet at my table, and record "The love of your departed Lord." 7 [Jesus, thy feast we celebrate, We shew thy death, we sing thy name, "Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage-supper of the Lamb.] HYMN II. (S. M.) Communion with Christ, and with saints. 1 Cor. x. 16, 17. 5 6 We are but sev'ral parts Of the same broken bread : One body hath its several limbs, Let all our pow'rs be join'd, HYMN III. (C. M.) The New Testament in the blood of Christ; or, The new covenant sealed. 1 "THE promise of my Father's love I seal th' engagement to my Lord, 3 The light, and strength, and pard'ning grace, And glory shall be mine: My life and soul, my heart and flesh, And all my pow'rs are thine. 4 I call that legacy my own Which Jesus did bequeath; 'Twas purchas'd with a dying groan, And ratify'd in death. 5 Sweet is the mem'ry of his name, HYMN IV. (C. M.) Christ's dying love: or, our pardon bought at a dear price. HOW condescending, and how kind, Our mis'ry reach'd his heav'nly mind, 2 [When justice, by our sins provok'd, 3 He sunk beneath our heavy woes,. 4 This was compassion like a God, 5 Now tho' he reigns exalted high, 6 [Here we behold his bowels roll Hard is the wretch that never feels 8 Here let our hearts begin to melt, HYMN V. (C. M.) Christ the bread of life, John vi. 31, 35, 39. 1 LET us adore th' eternal Word, 'Tis he our souls has fed: Thou art our living stream, O Lord, And thou th' iminortal bread. 2 [The manna came from lower skies, 3 The Jews, the fathers, dy'd at last, 4 Bless'd be the Lord that gives his flesh To nourish dying men; And often spreads his table fresh. 5 Our souls shall draw their heav'nly breath Whilst Jesus finds supplies: Nor shall our graces sink to death, For Jesus never dies. Daily our mortal flesh decays, But Christ our life shall come; His unresisted pow'r shall raise Our bodies from the tomb. HYMN VI. (L. M.) The memorial of our absent Lord. John xvi. 16. Luke xxii. 19. John xiv. 3. 1 JESUS is gone above the skies, Where our weak senses reach him not: And carnal objects court our eyes. To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 2 He knows what wand'ring hearts we have, Apt to forget his lovely face: 4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot, 5 While he is absent from our sight, 6 [Our eyes look upwards to the hills HYMN VII. (L. M.) Crucifixion to the world, by the cross of 1 WHEN I survey the wond'rous cross 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 5 Were the whole realm of nature mine, HYMN VIII. (C. M.) 1 [COME, let us join a joyful tuue Ye saints on high around his throne, And we around his board. 2 While once upon this lower ground Weary and faint ye stood, What dear refreshments here ye found From this immortal food! 3 The Tree of Life, that near the throne In heav'n's high garden grows, Laden with grace, bends gently down Its ever-smiling boughs. 4 [Hov'ring amongst the leaves, there stands The sweet celestial Dove, And Jesus on the branches hangs 5 ['Tis a young heav'n of strange delight 6 New life it spreads thro' dying hearts, 5 Infinite was our guilt, But he, our Priest, atones; On the cold ground his life was spilt, And offer'd with his groans.] Look up, my soul, to him Whose death was thy desert, And humbly view the living stream Flow from his breaking heart. 7. There, on the cursed tree, In dying pangs he lies, 8 Thus the Redeemer came, And when the Spirit speaks the same, We feel his witness good. 9 While the eternal Three Here I believe he dy'd for me, 10 [Lord cleanse my soul from sin, HYMN X. (L. M.) Christ crucified: The wisdom and power of God. 1 NATURE with open volume stands, To spread her Maker's praise abroad; And ev'ry labour of his hands Shews something worthy of a God: 2 But in the grace that rescu'd man, His brightest form of glory shines; Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn. In precious blood, and crimson lines. 3 [Here his whole name appears complete ; Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove, Which of the letters best is writ, The pow'r, the wisdom, or the love.] 4 Here I behold his inmost heart, Where grace and vengeance strangely join, Piercing his Son with sharpest smart, To make the purchas'd pleasures mine. 5 O! the sweet wonders of that cross, Where God the Saviour lov'd,and dy'd!. Her noblest life my Spirit draws From his dear wounds, and bleeding side. 6 I would for ever speak his name HYMN XI. (C. M.) Pardon brought to our senses. LORD, how divine thy comforts are! How heav'nly is the place, Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast Of his redeeming grace! 2 There the rich bounties of our God, And sweetest glories shine; There Jesus says, "That I am his, "And my Beloved's mine," 3 Here, (says the kind redeeming Lord, And shews his wounded side) "See here the spring of all your joys, That open'd when I dy'd!" 4 [He smiles, and chears my mournful heart, And tells of all his pain: "All this, says he, I bore for thee," And then he smiles again.] 5 What shall we pay our heav'nly King For grace so vast as this? He brings our pardon to our eyes, 6 [Let such amazing loves as these 7 [To him that wash'd us in his blood Salvation, honour, glory, pow'r, HYMN XII. (L. M.) The Gospel-Feast, Luke xiv. 16, &c. 1 [HOW rich are thy provisions, Lord! Thy table furnish'd from above! The fruits of life o'erspread the board, The cup o'erflows with heav'nly love." 2 Thine ancient family, the Jews, Were first invited to the feast: We humbly take what they refuse, And Gentiles thy salvation taste. |