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HYMN 88. L. M. Castle Street. [*]

1 MATY song shall bless the Lord of all,

M My praise shall climb to his abode; d Thee, SAVIOUR, by that name I call,

The great Supreme, the mighty God,

2 Without beginning, or decline, · Object of faith, and not of sease;. g Eternal ages saw Him shine

He shines eternal ages hence. e 3 As much when in the manger laid,

Almighty ruler of the sky; -As when the six day's work he made o Fill'd all the morning stars with joy. -4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears Salvation is his dearest claim; That gracious sound well pleas'd he hears,

And owns EMMANUEL for his name. 05 A cheerful confidence I feel,

My well plac'd hopes with joy I see;
My bosom glows with heav'nly zeal,

To worship him who died for ine. e 6 As man, he pities my complaint; o His pow'r and cruth are all divine; -He will not fail, he cannot faint, g Salvation's Sun, and must be mine. COWPER.

HYMN 89. L. M. Leeds. [*] Assurance in Christ our Righteousness. Iša. xiv, 21.

Jer. xxii, 6. 1 TESUS, thy blood and righteousness

My beauty are, iny glorious dress; 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd,

With joy shall I lift up my head. e 2 When from the dust of death I rise,

To claim my mansion in the skies; -E'en then shall this be all iny plead“Jesus hath liv'd--and dy'd for me!" -3 Bold shall I stand in that great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay? Fully, through thee absolv'd I am, From sin's tremendous curse and shame;

4 Thus Abraham the friend of God,

Thus all the armies bought with blood, o Saviour of sinners, thee proclaim e Sinners, of whom the chief I am. -5 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruin'd nature sinks in years; No age can change its glorious hue;

The robe of Christ is ever new. 0 6 O let the dead now hear thy voice; o Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice; -Their beauty this, their glorious dress, g “JESUS THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS."

WESLEY, HYMN 90. C. M. Arundel. [*]

Holy Fortitude: or, the Christian Soldier. 1 A MI a soldier of the cross?

A A follower of the Lamb! e And shall I fear to own his cause,

Or blush to speak his name? -2 Must I be carry'd to the skies,

On flow'ry beds of ease? e Whilst others fought to win the prize,

And sail'd through bloody seas? -3 Are there no foes for me to face?

Must I not stem the flood? e Is this vile world a friend to grace,

To help me on to'God?
0 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
e Increase my courage Lord;
o I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,

Supported by thy word.
5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,

Shall conquer, though they die; o They view the triumph from afar,

And seize it with their eye. 0 6 When that illustrious day shall rise,

And all thy armies shinen In robes of victory through the skiesg The glory shall be 'thine.

WATTS. HYMN 91. 8, 7 & 4. Tamworth. [*]

God the Pilgrim's Guide. Ps. xlviii, 14.
1 (VUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah,

U Pilgrim thro' this barren land;


I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy pow'rful land:

Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain,

Whe ice the healing streams do flow!,
Let the fiery, clou ly pillar,
Lead me all my journey through:

Strong Deliv’rer?

Be thou still my strength and shield. e 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid my anxious fears subside; o Death of death, and hell's destruction,

Land me safe on Canaan's side:

Songs of praises
I will ever give to thee. ROBINSON.
HYMN 92. L. P. M. Devotion. [*]

The Christian's Shepherd. Ps. xxiii.
1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

1 Avd feed me with a sinepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks he shall attend,

And all my midnight hours defend. e 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountains pant,

To fertiie vales and dewy meads, My weary wand'ring steps he leads; Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,

Amid the verdant landscapes How. e 3 Though in a bare and rugged way,

Through devious, lonely wilds I stray; --His bounty shall my pains beguile; o The barren wilderness shall smile,

With lively greens ard herbage crown'd,

And streams shall murmur all around. o 4 Though in the paths of death I tread,

With gloomy horrours overspread, o My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,

For thou, O Lord, art with me stiil;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me thra' the dismal shade. ADDISON.

HYMN 93. L. M. Oporto. [*]

Ministry of Angels. Ps. xci, 11.
1 SEE, Gabriel swift descends to earth,

D Glad to foretel a Saviour's birth;
Hark-a full choir of angels sing,

The new born Saviour, and the King.
e 2 Behold these swift-wing'd envoys wait

On Jesus, in his humble state; p The desert and the garden prove

Their glowing zeal, their tender love.
o 3 They saw the Conquerer mount on high,

To glorious worlds beyond the sky;
Escorted by a shining band,

To take his place at God's right hand.
-4 Still are these glorious hosts above
Employ'd in messages of love;
On saints below they cheerful wait,
Nor think the work beneath their state.
5 Jesus, my Lord, my living Friend,
May these thy servants me attend,

Thro’ life; and when I quit this clay, o Safe to thine arms my soul convey. NEEDHAM.

HYMN 94. C. M. Devizes. [*]

! Servants of Gad always safe.
1 LOW are thy servants bless'd O Lord.

II How sure is their defence! lo Eternal wisdom is their guide,

Their help, Omnipotence,
-2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,

Supported by thy care;
Thro'burning climes they pass unhurt,

And breathe in tainted air.
e 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne;

High on the broken wave,
o They know thou art not slow to hear,

Nor impotent to save.
4 The storm is laid-the winds retire,

Obedient to thy will:
The sea that roars at thy command,

At thy command is still,

e 5 In ʼmidst of dangers, fears, and deaths,

Thy goodness we'll adore;
o We'll praise thee for thy mercies past;
c And humbly hope for more.
-6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life,

Thy sacrifice shall be;
And death, when death shall be our lot,
Suall join our souls to thee.

HYMN 95. C. M. Pleyels. [*]

Confidence and joy in Ged. Hab. iii, 17, 18. e 1 ALTHO'the vine its fruit deny,

A Altho' the olive yield no oil; The with’ring fig-tree droop and die,

The field delude the tiller's toil; 2 Altho’ the stall no herd afford, . p And perish all the bleating race; o Yet will I triumph in the Lord, S The God of my salvation praise. e 3 Tho' comfortless my soul remain,

And not a gleam of light appear; a Tho' joy be sought, and sought in vain,

And tho' despair itself be near;p 4 Altho' assurance all be lost,

And blooming hopes cut off I see; o Yet will I in my Saviour trust & And glory that he died for me. WESLEY.

HYMN 96. C. M. Zion. [*] ;

Christ the Believer's Song. ė 1 THOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,

1 We love to hear of thee; -No musick's like thy charming name,

Nor half so sweet can be. e 2 O may we ever hear thy voice, . In mercy to us speak; 0 And in our Priest will we rejoice,

Thou great Melchisedeck. -3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,

While in this world we stay; o We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name,

When all things else decay.

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