NOT , And all the means that grace display, 17 Jesus, thou Friend divine, Thy hand from every snare and foo 3 Grace guides my wand'ring feet To tread the heavenly road, Shall great deliv'rance bring. And new supplies each hour I meet 8 Sure as thy truth shall last, While pressing on to God. To Zion shall be given 4 Grace all the work shall crown The brightest glories earth can yield, Through everlasting days; And brighter bliss of heaven. It lays in heav'n the topmost stone, HYMN 26. (C. M.) And well deserves the praise. Hebreros xii. 18, 22-24. to the terrors of the Lord, V. THE CHURCH. The tempest, fire, and smoke; HYMN 24. (S. M.) Not to the thunder of that word IKE Noah's weary dove, Which God on Sinai spoke : 2 But we are come to Zion's hill, But not a resting place above The city of our God; The cheerless waters found; Where milder words declare his will, 20 cease, my wand'ring scul, And spread his love abroad. On restless wing to roam ; 3 Behold th' innumerable host All the wide world, to either pole, Ol'angels cloth'd in light! Has not for thee a home. Behold the spirits of the just 3 Behold the ark of God, Whose faith is chang'd to sight. Behold the open door; 4 Behold the bless'd assembly there Hasten to gain that dear abode, Whose names are writ in heav'n; And rove, my soul, no more. Hear God, the Judge of all, declare 4 There, safe thou shalt abide, Their sins, through Christ, forgiv'ni There, sweet shall be thy rest, 5 Angels, and living saints and dead, And every longing satisfied, But one communion make ; With full salvation blest. All join in Christ, their vital Head, 5 And, when the waves of ire And of his love partake. Again the earth shall fill, HYMN 27. (S. M.) The Ark shall ride the sea of fire BLE Then rest on Zion's hill. 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 The Church, our blest Redeemer sav'd We pour united prayers ; With his own precious blood. Our fears, our hopes, our-aims are one, 2 I love thy Church, O God! Our comforts and our cares. Her walls before thee stand, 3 We share our mutual woes, Dear as the apple of thine eye, Our mutual burdens bear; And graven on thy hand. And often for each other flows 3 If e'er to bless thy sons, My voice or hands deny, The sympathizing tear. These hands let useful skill forsake, 4 When we at death must part, This voice in silence die. How keen, how deep the pain! 4 If e'er my heart forget But we shall still lie join'd in heart. Her welfare, or her wo, And hope to meet again. Let every joy this heart forsake, 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And every grief o'erflow. And sin we shall be free; 5 For her my tears shall fall And perfect love and friendship reign For her my prayers ascend; Throughout eternity. To her my cares and toils be given, HYMN 28. (II. 1.) Till toils and cares shall end. Psalm cxxii. 6 Beyond my highest joy 7the Church in Glory. I prize her heavenly ways, W? TITH joy shall I behold the day Her sweet communion, solemn vows, That calls my willing soul away, Her hymns of love and praise. To dwell among the blest : I For lo! my great Redeemer's power 2 On this auspicious morn The Lord of life arose ; He burst the bars of death, And vanquish'd all our foes : cause above, Their glory I survey; And reaps the fruits of all his love. Heav'n with hosannas rings, Thy praise responsive sings : Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, Through endless years to live and reign. There, crown'd with everlasting joy, 4 Great King, gird on thy sword, Ascend thy conquering car; While justice, truth and love, Maintain thy glorious war: And rebels cast their arms away! HYMN 31. (C. M ) Flis saints, by him with glory crown'd, THIS is the day the Lord hath macie, Attend share Let old 5 Mother of cities ! o'er thy head To him be vows and homage paid, Whose service is our choice. How dreadful is this place! With meekness let us hear his word, With rev'rence seek his face. (L. M.) 3 This is the homage he requires-. The voice of praise and prayer, The soul's affections, hopes, desires, Propitious from the skies, Accepts the sacrifice. 5 Well pleas'd, through Jesus Christ his 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, From sin he grants release ; [Sun, And let thy excellence be known: According to their faith 'tis done, Deck'd in the robes of righteousness, He bids them go in peace. The world thy glories shall confess. HYMN 32. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade, WELCOME, sweet day of rest, And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread; That saw the Lord arise ; No more shall hell's insulting host Welcome to this reviving breast, Their vict’ry and thy sorrows boast. And these rejoicing eyes. 4 God from on high has heard thy prayer, 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, HYMN 30. (II. 4.) 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, Till it is call'd to soar away To everlasting bliss. HYMN 33. (L. M.) Welcome the day that God hath blest, ANOTHER six day's work is done Me type Another Lord's begun Ii Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, HYMN 36. L. M.) Improve the hours thy God liath blest. FAR from my thoughts; vain world 2 This day may our devotions rise, As gritefu incense, to the skies; Let my religious hours alone: Aud heav'n that sweet repose bestow, From flesh and sense I would be free; Which none but they who feel it know! And hold communion, Lord, with thee 3 This peaceful calm within the breast 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, Is the suure pledge of heav'nly rest, And kindles with a pure desire, Which for the church of God remains, To see thy grace, to taste thy love, And feel thine influence from above. The end of cares, the end of pains. 4 in holy duties, let the day, 3 When I can say that God is mine, In hily pleisures, pass away: When I can see thy glories shine, How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, I'll tread the world beneath my feet, In liope of one that ne'er shall end ! And all that men call rich and great. HYMN 31. (II. 3.) 4 Send comfort down from thy right GREAT God this sacred day of thine Tochter me in this barren land; (hand, pow And in temple let me know Gladly we now to thee resign [ers; The joys that from thy presence flow. These solemn, consecrated hours : HYMN 37. (L.M.) O may our souls adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne! Mycop’ning eyes with rapture see The dawn ; 2 All-seeing God! thy piercing eye My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, Can every secret thought explore ; While thus my early vows I pay. May worldly cares our bosoms fly, And where thou art intrude no more : 2 I yield my heart to thee alone, : O may thy grace our spirits move, Nor would receive another guest, And fix our minds on things above! Eternal King! erect thy throne, And reign sole monarch in my breast 3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid iinpart, And bid thy word, with life divine, 30 bid this trifing world retire, And drive each carnal thought away, Engage the ear, and warm the heart; Then shall the day indeed be thine : Nor let me feel one vain desire, One sinful thought, through all the day Then shall our souls adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne. 4 Then, to thy courts when I repair, HYMN 35. (II. 4.) My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare, IN loud exalted strains, And join the strains which angels sing The King of glory praise ; O'er heav'n and earth he reigns, HYMN 38. (III. 1.) Through everlasting days: But Zion, with his presence blest, To thy temple I repair; Is his delight, his chosen rest. Lord, I love to worship there; While thy glorious praise is sung, 20 King of glory! come, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue. And with thy favour crown This temple as thy home, 2 While the pray’rs of saints ascend, This people as thy own. God of love, to mine attend; Eeneath this roof vouchsafe to show Hear me, for thy Spirit pleads ; Ilow God can dwell with men below. Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 3 While I hearken to thy law, 3 Now let thine ear attend Our supplicating cries; Fill my soul with humble awe, Now let our praise ascend, Till thy gospel bring to ine Life and iminortality. 4 While thy ministers proclaim Spread its celestial influence round. Peace and pardon in thy name, Through their voice, by faith, may I 4 Ilere may the list ning throng, Ilear thee speaking from on high. 5 From thy house when I return, Of seraphim above: May my heart within me burn; Till all who humbly seek thy faco, And at ev'ning let me say, Rejoice in thy abounding gruce. l« I have walk'd with God to-day" A Which, through eny grace, we now HYMN 39. (L. M.) 12 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the saints, thou art, Joy of every waiting heart. have heard; 3 Born thy people to deliver, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. Raise us to thy glorious throne CHRISTMAS. IIYMN 43. (C. M.) Luke ji. 8-15. WHILE shepherds watch'd their Trav’lling through this wilderness! Aocks by night, 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, All seated on the ground, For the gospel's joyful sound; The angel of the Lord came down, May the fruits of thy salvation And glory shone around. In our hearts and lives abound : 2" Fear not,” said he, for mighty dread May thy presence Had seiz'd their troubled mind; With us evermore be found ! “Glad tidings of great joy I bring I " To you, and all mankind. ADVENT. 3" To you, in David's town, this day HYMN 41. (C. M.) “Is born, of David's line, “ The Saviour, who is Christ the Lorri, HARE the glad sound, the Saviour " And this shall be the sign : comes, The Saviour promis'd long! 4 "The heavenly Babe you there shall Let every heart prepare a throne, " To human view display'd, [find, And every voice a song. “ All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, “ And in a manger laid.” 2 On him the Spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts his sacred fire; 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, or angels, praising God, who thus Appear'd a shining throng His holy breast inspire. Address'd their joyful song: 3 He comes, the pris'ners to release, 16 " All glory be to God on higli, In Satan's bondage held, " And to the earth be peace; The gates of brass before him burst, “Good-will, henceforth, from heaven to The iron fetters yield. “Begin and never cease.” (men, 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice HYMN 44. (C. M.) To clear the mental ray; And on the eyes oppress’d’with night, WHILE angels thus, O Lord, rejoice, Shall men no anthem raise? To pour celestial day. O may we lose these useless tongues, 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, When we forget to praise ! The bleeding soul to cure, 2 Then let us swell responsive notes, And with the treasures of his grace, And join the heavenly throng; T'enrich the humble poor. For angels no such love have known 6 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of peace, As we, to wake their song. Thy welcoine shall proclaim; 3 Good-will to sinful dust is shown, And heaven's eternal arches ring And peace on earth is given ; With thy beloved nane. For lo ! the incarnate Saviour comes, HYMN 42. (III. 3.) With news of joy fronı heaven ! HAL., thout long expected Jesus, 4 Mercy and truth, with sweet accord, Boru His rising beams ador; From our sins and fears release us, Let heaven anıl earth in concert singa deet us fiud our rest in thee. “The promis'd child is born !" arise ; TAE 5 Glory to God, in highest strains, 13 Mortals! your homage be gratefully By highest worlds is paid ; bringing, Be glory, then, by us proclaim'd, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna And by our lives display'd; 6 Till we attain those blissful realms, Ye angels! the full hallelujah be singing, Where now our Saviour reigns ; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. To rival these celestial choirs In their immortal strains ! Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultHYMN 45. (III. 1.) ingly sing; Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah HA ARK! the herald angels sing is King Glory to the new-born King, HYMN 47. (C. M.) Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconcil'd! Isaiah ix. 27. race that long in darkness pin'd 2 Joyful all ye nations rise, Have seen a glorious light; Join the triumphs of the skies; The people now behold the dawn, With th' angelic hosts proclaim Who dwelt in death and night. Christ is born in Bethlehem ! 2 To hail thy rising Sun of life! 3 Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd, The gath'ring nations come, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Joyous as when the reapers bear Late in time behold hiin come, Their harvest treasures home. Offspring of the virgin's womb! 3 For thou our burden hast remov'd 4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see ! Th' oppressor's reign is broke ; Hail th' incarnate Deity, Thy fiery conflict with the foe Pleas'd, as man, with man to dwell, Has burst his cruel yoke. Jesus, now Emanuel ! 4 To us the promis'd Child is born ; 5 Ris'n with healing in his wings, To us the Son is giv’n ; Light and life to all he brings; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Hail the Sun of righteousness, And all the hosts of heaven. Hail the heaven-born Prince of peace. 5 His name shall be the Prince of peace HYMN 46. For evermore ador'd, Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exult The Wonderful, the Counsellor, ingly sing; The mighty God and Lord. Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah 6 His pow?r increasing still shall spread is King. His reign no end shall know; Zion! the marvellous story be telling, Justice shall guard his throne above, The Son of the Highest, how lowly And peace abound below. his birth! END OF THE YEAR. The brightest archangel in glory excellilig, HYMN 48 (C. M.) He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns T'NEhastens on; yelonging saints, Now your voices high Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exult And magnity that sovoreign love Which shows salvation nigh. Each moment brings it near; Then welcome each declining day ; 2 Tell how he cometh, from nation to Welcoine each closing year. nation, The heart-cheering news let the earth 3 Not niany yenrs their course s]iall run echo round; Not many mornings rise, How free to the faithful he offers salya- Ere all its glories stand reveald tion, To our transported eyes. How his people with joy everlasting HYMN 49. (C. M.) are crown'd. St. Luke xiii. 6-9. Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exult- Si EE, in the vineyard of the Lord, A barren fig-tree stands; Though planted by his hyds is King |