641. 8s. & 7s. M. Dublin Coll.
Praise from Earth and Heaven.
1Praise the Lord! ye heavens adore him;
Praise him, angels in the height;
Sun and moon rejoice before him;
Praise him, all ye stars of light!
Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken;
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws which never can be broken,
For their guidance he hath made.
2Praise the Lord! for he is glorious,
Never shall his promise fail;
God hath made his saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail:
Praise the God of our salvation,
Hosts on high his power proclaim;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Praise and magnify his name!
642. C. M. Watts.
Experience of God's Grace.
1When God revealed his gracious name,
And changed my mournful state,
My rapture seemed a pleasing dream,
The grace appeared so great.
2The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
4Let those, who sow in sadness, wait
Till the fair harvest come;
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
643. C. M. Beddome.
Fear not.
1Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears;
Be mercy all your theme;
For mercy like a river flows,
In one perpetual stream.
2Fear not the powers of earth and hell;
God will those powers restrain;
His arm will all their rage repel,
And make their efforts vain.
3Fear not the want of outward good;
For his he will provide,
Grant them supplies of daily food,
And give them heaven beside.
4Fear not that he will e'er forsake,
Or leave his work undone;
He's faithful to his promises,
And faithful to his Son.
644. C. M. Heginbotham.
Rejoicing in God, our Father.
1Come, shout aloud the Father's grace,
And sing the Saviour's love;
Soon shall you join the glorious theme,
In loftier strains above.
2God, the eternal, mighty God,
To dearer names descends;
Calls us his treasure and his joy,
His children and his friends.
3My Father, God! and may these lips
Pronounce a name so dear?
Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony
Delight my listening ear.
4Thanks to my God for every gift
His bounteous hands bestow;
And thanks eternal for that love
Whence all these comforts flow.
645. C. M. Watts.
The Same.
1The Lord of Glory is my Light,
And my Salvation too:
God is my strength, nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.
2One privilege my heart desires--
Oh grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God!
3There shall I offer my requests,
And see thy beauty still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there inquire thy will.
4When troubles rise and storms appear,
There may his children hide:
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound.
646. 7s. & 6s. M. Anonymous.
The Same.
1To Thee, my God and Saviour,
My soul exulting sings;
Rejoicing in thy favor,
Almighty King of kings!
I'll celebrate thy glory
With all thy saints above.
And tell the joyful story
Of thy redeeming love.
2Soon as the morn with roses
Bedecks the dewy east,
And when the sun reposes
Upon the ocean's breast;
My voice in supplication,
My Saviour, thou shalt hear:
O grant me thy salvation,
And to my soul draw near.
3Thy gracious love possessing
In all my pilgrim road,
My soul shall feel thy blessing
In thy divine abode.
There bowing down before thee,
My every conflict o'er,
My spirit shall adore thee,
Forever, evermore.
647. P. M. Warren St. Coll.
Triumph.
1Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness!
Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more;
Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness,
Arise! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.
2Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them
And scattered their legions was mightier far;
They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them,
Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.
3Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee
Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;
Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee;
Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.
648. C. M. J. Q. Adams.
Psalm 23.
1My Shepherd is the Lord on high;
His hand supplies me still;
In pastures green he makes me lie,
Beside the rippling rill:
He cheers my soul, relieves my woes,
His glory to display;
The paths of righteousness he shows,
And leads me in his way.
2Though walking through death's dismal shade,
No evil will I fear;
Thy rod, thy staff shall lend me aid,
For thou art ever near:
For me a table thou dost spread
In presence of my foes;
With oil thou dost anoint my head;
By thee my cup o'erflows.
3Thy goodness and thy mercy sure
Shall bless me all my days;
And I, with lips sincere and pure,
Will celebrate thy praise:
Yes, in the temple of the Lord
Forever I will dwell;
To after time thy name record,
And of thy glory tell.
649. 8s. & 7s. M. Bowring.
The Cross of Christ.
1In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
2When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me;
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
3When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.
4Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.
650. L. M. Wesley's Coll.
Glorying in Christ.
1Let not the wise their wisdom boast;
The mighty glory in his might;
The rich in flattering riches trust,
Which take their everlasting flight.
2The rush of numerous years bears down
The most gigantic strength of man;
And where is all his wisdom gone,
When dust he turns to dust again?
3The Lord, my righteousness, I praise,
I triumph in the love divine,
The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace
In Christ through endless ages mine.
651. C. M. Doddridge.
The Way to the Heavenly City.
1Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord,
Your great Deliverer sing;
Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound,
Be joyful in your King.
2A hand divine shall lead you on
Through all the blissful road,
Till to the sacred mount you rise,
And see your Father, God.
3There garlands of immortal joy
Shall bloom on every head,
While sorrow, sighing, and distress,
Like shadows all are fled.
4March on in your Redeemer's strength,
Pursue his footsteps still,
And let the prospect cheer your eye
While laboring up the hill.
652. S. M. Doddridge.
Grace first and last in Salvation.
1Grace! 'tis a charming sound!
Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
2Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.
3Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.
4Grace taught my soul to pray,
And made my eyes o'erflow;
'Twas grace that kept me to this day,
And will not let me go.
5Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
THE CHURCH, AND ORDINANCES.
653. 8s. & 7s. M. J. Newton.
"Glorious things spoken of Zion."
1Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He whose word cannot be broken
Formed thee for his own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2See! the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst t' assuage?
Grace, which, like the Lord the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
3Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear!
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near.
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion's children know.
654. S. M. Watts.
Safety of the Church.
1How honored is the place
Where we adoring stand!--
Zion, the glory of the earth,
And beauty of the land.
2Bulwarks of grace defend
The city where we dwell,
While walls, of strong salvation made,
Defy th' assaults of hell.
3Lift up th' eternal gates;
The doors wide open fling;
Enter, ye nations that obey
The statutes of your King.
4Here taste unmingled joys,
And live in perfect peace,
You that have known Jehovah's name,
And ventured on his grace.
5Trust in the Lord, ye saints,
And banish all your fears;
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells,
Eternal as his years.
655. C. M. Anonymous.
The Jewish and the Christian Zion. Ps. 48.
1With stately towers and bulwarks strong,
Unrivalled and alone,
Loved theme of many a sacred song,
God's holy city shone.
2Thus fair was Zion's chosen seat,
The glory of all lands;
Yet fairer, and in strength complete,
The Christian temple stands.
3The faithful of each clime and age
This glorious church compose;
Built on a rock, with idle rage
The threatening tempest blows.
4In vain may hostile bands alarm,
For God is her defence;
How weak, how powerless is each arm,
Against Omnipotence!
656. S. M. Watts.
Gospel Order.
1Far as thy name is known
The world declares thy praise;
Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne,
Their songs of honor raise.
2Let strangers walk around
The city where we dwell,
Survey with care thine holy ground,
And mark the building well,--
3The order of thy house,
The worship of thy court,
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows,
And make a fair report.
4How decent and how wise!
How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,
And rites adorned with gold.
5The God we worship now
Will guide us till we die,--
Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the sky.
657. S. M. Dwight.
Attachment to the Church.
1I love thy church, O God;
Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.
2For her my tears shall fall;
For her my prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
3Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.
4Father and Friend divine,
Our Saviour and our King,
Thy hand, from every snare and foe,
Shall great deliverance bring.
5Sure as thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.
658. C. M. S. F. Smith.
Christian Fellowship.
1Planted in Christ, the living vine,
This day with one accord,
Ourselves, with humble faith and joy,
We yield to thee, O Lord.
2Joined in one body may we be:
One inward life partake;
One be our heart; one heavenly hope
In every bosom wake.
3In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils,
One Wisdom be our guide;
Taught by one Spirit from above,
In thee may we abide.
4Around this feeble, trusting band
Thy sheltering pinions spread,
Nor let the storms of trial beat
Too fiercely on our head.
5Then, when, among the saints in light,
Our joyful spirits shine,
Shall anthems of immortal praise,
O Lamb of God, be thine.
659. S. M. Fawcett.
Christian Fellowship.
1Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
2Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.
3We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
4From sorrow, toil, and sin,
Soon shall we all be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.
660. 7s. M. Montgomery.
Joined to God's People.
1People of the living God,
I have sought the world around,
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found.
2Now to you my spirit turns,--
Turns, a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O, receive me into rest.
3Lonely I no longer roam,
Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave.
661. L. M. Anonymous.
On Receiving Members.
1Lord, we adore thy wondrous grace,
Who crown'st the gospel with success;
Subjecting sinners to thy yoke,
And bringing to the fold thy flock.
2May those who have thy truth confessed
As their own faith, and hope, and rest,
From day to day still more increase
In faith, in love, and holiness.
3As living members, may they share
The joys and griefs which others bear,
And active in their stations prove
In all the offices of love.
4From all temptations now defend,
And keep them steadfast to the end,
While in thy house they still improve,
Until they join the church above.
662. L. M. Kelly.
A Welcome to Christian Fellowship.
1Come in, thou blesséd of the Lord,
O, come in Jesus' precious name;
We welcome thee with one accord,
And trust the Saviour does the same.
2Those joys which earth cannot afford,
We'll seek in fellowship to prove,
Joined in one spirit to our Lord,
Together bound by mutual love.
3And while we pass this vale of tears,
We'll make our joys and sorrows known;
We'll share each other's hopes and fears,
And count a brother's care our own.
4Once more our welcome we repeat;
Receive assurance of our love:
O, may we all together meet
Around the throne of God above!
663. C. M. Montgomery.
A Welcome to Fellowship.
1Approach thou blesséd of the Lord;
Stranger nor foe art thou:
We welcome thee with warm accord,
Our friend, our brother, now.
2The hand of fellowship, the heart
Of love, we offer thee:
Leaving the world, thou dost but part
From lies and vanity.
3The cup of blessing which we bless,
The heavenly bread we break,
Our Saviour's blood and righteousness,--
Freely with us partake.
664. L. M. Doddridge.
On Joining the Church.
1O, happy day, that fixed my choice
On thee, my Saviour and my Lord!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad!
2O, happy bond, that seals my vows
To Him who merits all my love!
Let cheerful anthems fill the house,
While to his altar now I move.
3Now rest, my long-divided heart;
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest;
Here have I found a nobler part;
Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast.
4High Heaven, that hears the solemn vow,
That vow renewed shall daily hear;
Till in life's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.
665. C. M. Doddridge.
Dedication of Children to God and Christ.
1See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand,
With all-engaging charms;
Hark! how he calls the tender lambs,
And folds them in his arms!
2"Permit them to approach," he cries,
"Nor scorn their humble name;
For 'twas to bless such souls as these,
The Lord of angels came."
3We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands,
And yield them up to thee;
Joyful that we ourselves are thine,
Thine let our offspring be.
4Ye little flock, with pleasure hear;
Ye children, seek his face,
And fly with transport to receive
The blessings of his grace.
5If orphans they are left behind,
God's guardian care we trust;
That care shall heal our bleeding hearts,
If weeping o'er their dust.
666. C. M. Stennett.
Infants, living or dying, in the Arms of Christ.
1Thy life I read, my dearest Lord,
With transport all-divine;
Thine image trace in every word,
Thy love in every line.
2With joy, I see a thousand charms
Spread o'er thy lovely face;
While infants in thy tender arms
Receive the smiling grace.
3"I take these little lambs," said he,
"And lay them on my breast;
Protection they shall find in me,--
In me be ever blest.
4"Death may the bands of life unloose,
But can't dissolve my love;
Millions of infant souls compose
The family above."
5His words, ye happy parents, hear,
And shout, with joys divine,
"Dear Saviour! all we have and are
Shall be forever thine."
667. L. M. W. Boston Coll.
Dedication of Children.
1This child we dedicate to thee,
O God of grace and purity;
Shield it from sin and threatening wrong,
And let thy love its life prolong.
2O, may thy Spirit gently draw
Its willing soul to keep thy law;
May virtue, piety and truth
Dawn even with its dawning youth.
3Grant that, with true and faithful heart,
We too may act the Christian's part,
Cheered by each promise thou hast given,
And laboring for the prize in heaven.
668. 8s. & 7s. M. Anonymous.
Children commended to Christ.
1Saviour, who thy flock art feeding
With the shepherd's kindest care,
All the feeble gently leading,
While the lambs thy bosom share,--
2Now, these little ones receiving,
Fold them in thy gracious arm;
There, we know--thy word believing,--
Only there, secure from harm.
3Never, from thy pasture roving,
Let them be the lion's prey;
Let thy tenderness, so loving,
Keep them all life's dangerous way.
4Then within thy fold eternal
Let them find a resting-place;
Feed in pastures ever vernal,
Drink the rivers of thy grace.
669. S. M. Doddridge.
Christ calling Children to Himself.
1The Saviour gently calls
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 claim;
The heirs of heaven are such as these,--
For such as these I came."
3Gladly we bring them, Lord,
Devoting them to thee:
Imploring, that, as we are thine,
Thine may our offspring be.
670. 7s. M. Bowring.
Infant Baptism.
1Drop the limpid waters now
On the infant's sinless brow;
Dedicate the unfolding gem
Unto Him, who blessed the stem.
2Let our aspirations be
Innocent as infancy;
Pure the prayers that force their way,
As the child for whom we pray.
3In the Christian garden we
Plant another Christian tree;
Be its blossoms and its fruit
Worthy of the Christian root.
4To that garden now we bring
Waters from the living spring;
Bless the tree, the waters bless,
Holy One! with holiness.
5When life's harvests all are past,
Oh, transplant the tree at last,
To the fields where flower and tree
Blossom through eternity.
671. C. M. Doddridge.
Hymn for Baptism.
1Baptized into our Saviour's death,
Our souls to sin must die;
With Christ our Lord we live anew,
With Christ ascend on high.
2There, by his Father's side he sits,
Enthroned divinely fair,
Yet owns himself our Brother still,
And our Forerunner there.
3Rise from these earthly trifles, rise
On wings of faith and love;
Above our choicest treasure lies,--
And be our hearts above.
4But earth and sin will draw us down,
When we attempt to fly;
Lord, send thy strong, attractive power
To fix our souls on high.
672. S. M. L. H. Sigourney.
Baptism.
1Saviour, thy law we love,
Thy pure example bless,
And with a firm, unwavering zeal,
Would in thy footsteps press.
2Not to the fiery pains
By which the martyrs bled;
Not to the scourge, the thorn, the cross,
Our favored feet are led;--
3But, at this peaceful tide,
Assembled in thy fear,
The homage of obedient hearts
We humbly offer here.
673. C. M. Jas. Newton.
After Baptism.
1Let plenteous grace descend on those,
Who, hoping in thy word,
This day have solemnly declared
That Jesus is their Lord.
2With cheerful feet may they advance,
And run the Christian race,
And, through the troubles of the way,
Find all-sufficient grace.
3Lord, plant us all into thy death,
That we thy life may prove,--
Partakers of thy cross beneath,
And of thy crown above.
674. L. M. Doddridge.
The Same.
1'Tis done; the great transaction's done;
I am my Lord's, and he is mine:
He drew me, and I followed on,
Rejoiced to own the call divine.
2Now rest, my long divided heart;
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest:
Here have I found a nobler part;
Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast.
3High heaven, that hears the solemn vow,
That vow renewed shall daily hear,
Till in life's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.
675. C. M. Pratt's Coll.
Before Communion.
1Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross,
Who all our griefs hast borne;
To look on thee, whom we have pierced,--
To look on thee, and mourn.
2While thus we mourn we would rejoice;
And, as thy cross we see,
Let each exclaim in faith and hope,
"The Saviour died for me!"
676. C. M. E. Taylor.
Proper Dispositions for the Communion.
1O here, if ever, God of love!
Let strife and hatred cease;
And every thought harmonious move,
And every heart be peace.
2Not here, where met to think on him,
Whose latest thoughts were ours,
Shall mortal passions come to dim
The prayer devotion pours.
3No, gracious Master, not in vain
Thy life of love hath been;
The peace thou gav'st may yet remain,
Though thou no more art seen.
4"Thy kingdom come;" we watch, we wait,
To hear thy cheering call;
When heaven shall ope its glorious gate.
And God be all in all.
677. L. M. Watts.
Institution of the Lord's Supper.
1'Twas on that dark, that doleful night,
When all the powers of darkness rose
Against the Son of God's delight,
And friends betrayed him to his foes:
2Before the mournful scene began,
He took the bread, and blessed, and brake:
What love through 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 blessed the wine,--
"'Tis the new covenant in my blood."
4"Do this," he said, "till time shall end,
In memory of your dying Friend;
Meet at my table, and record
The love of your departed Lord."
5Jesus! thy feast we celebrate;
We show thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.
678. L. M. Dublin Coll.
"This do in remembrance of me."
1"Eat, drink, in memory of your Friend!"
Such was our Master's last request;
Who all the pangs of death endured,
That we might live forever blest.
2Yes, we'll record thy matchless love,
Thou dearest, tenderest, best of friends!
Thy dying love the noblest praise
Our hearts can offer thee transcends.
3'Tis pleasure more than earth can give
Thy goodness through these veils to see,
Thy table food celestial yields,
And happy they who sit with thee.
679. 7s. M. Bowring.
A Communion Hymn.
1Not with terror do we meet
At the board by Jesus spread;
Not in mystery drink and eat
Of the Saviour's wine and bread.
2'Tis his memory we record,
'Tis his virtues we proclaim;
Grateful to our honored Lord,
Here we bless his sacred name.
3Yes, we will remember thee,
Friend and Saviour; and thy feast
Of all services shall be
Holiest and welcomest.
680. 10s. M. Beard's Coll.
"And all that believed were together." Acts 4:44.
1Restore, O Father! to our times restore
The peace which filled thine infant church of yore;
Ere lust of power had sown the seeds of strife,
And quenched the new-born charities of life.
2O never more may differing judgments part
From kindly sympathy a brother's heart;
But linked in one, believing thousands kneel,
And share with each the sacred joy they feel.
3From soul to soul, quick as the sunbeam's ray,
Let concord spread one universal day;
And faith, by love lead all mankind to thee,
Parent of peace, and fount of harmony!
681. 7s. M. Pratt's Coll.
Spiritual Nourishment.
1Bread of heaven! on thee we feed,
For thy flesh is meat indeed;
Ever let our souls be fed
With this true and living bread!
2Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice;
Lord, thy wounds our healing give;
To thy cross we look and live.
3Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the life of him who died;
Lord of Life! oh, let us be
Rooted, grafted, built on thee!