HYMN 88. L. M. Castle Street. [*] Jehovah-Jesus. 1 MY song shall bless the Lord of all, 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 shineHe 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 That gracious sound well pleas'd he hears, o 5 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 me. e 6 As man, he pities my complaint; o His pow'r and truth are all divine; He will not fail, he cannot faint, g Salvation's Sun, and must be mine. HYMN 89. L. M. Leeds. COWPER. [*] Assurance in Christ our Righteousness. Isa. xiv, 24. Jer. xxiii, 6. 1 JESUS, thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress; e 2 When from the dust of death I rise, From sin's tremendous curse and shame; 1 4 Thus Abraham the friend of God, Thus all the armies bought with blood, o Saviour of sinners, thee proclaime 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. o 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." 1 WESLEY. HYMN 90. C. M. Arundel. [*] AA 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, e Whilst others fought to win the prize, e Is this vile world a friend to grace, o 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; Increase my courage Lord; e 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. o 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine, g In robes of victory through the skies— HYMN 91. 8, 7 & 4. WATTS. Tamworth. [*] God the Pilgrim's Guide. Ps. xlviii, 14. 1 I am weak, but thou art mighty; Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain, Lead me all my journey through: 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: 1 Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. THE ROBINSON. HYMN 92. L. P. M. Devotion. [*] The Christian's Shepherd. Ps. xxiii. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd'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 fertile vales and dewy meads, My weary wand'ring steps he leads; Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscapes flow. 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 and 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 still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me thro' the dismal shade. ADDISON. 1 HYMN 93. L. M. Oporto. [*] SEE NEE, Gabriel swift descends to earth, The new born Saviour, and the King. 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 God always safe. OW are thy servants bless'd O Lord, 1 HOO o Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence, -2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt, e 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne; o They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. -4 The storm is laid-the winds retire, The sea that roars at thy command, e 5 In 'midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past; -6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, And death, when death shall be our lot, e 1 ADDISON. HYMN 95. C. M. Pleyel's. [*] The with'ring fig-tree droop and die, 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, g e 1 And glory that he died for me. WESLEY. HYMN 96. C. M. Zion. [*] Christ the Believer's Song. -No musick's like thy charming name, e 2 O may we ever hear thy voice, And in our Priest will we rejoice, -3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme, o We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name, When all things else decay. |