6 Lord, I am sick; regard my cry,
And set my spirit free;

Say canst thou let a sinner die,
Who longs to live to thee?

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HYMN 119. L. P. M. Sheffield. [b*]
Efficacy of God's Word. Jer. xxiii, 29.

WITH rev'rend awe, tremendous Lord,

W We hear the thunders of thy word.

o The pride of Lebanon it breaks:
o Swift the celestial fire descends,
The flinty rock in pieces rends,
g And earth to its deep centre shakes.
-2 Array'd in majesty divine,

Here sanctity and justice shine,

e And horrour strikes the rebel thro';
g While loud this awful voice makes known
The wonders which thy sword hath done,
a And what thy vengeance yet shall do.
o 3 So spread the honours of thy name;
g The terrours of a God proclaim;
-Thick let the pointed arrows fly;
e Till sinners humbled in the dust,
Shall own the execution just,
-And bless the hand by which they die.
o 4 Then clear the dark tempestuous day,
And radiant beams of love display,
Each prostrate soul let mercy raise;
e So shall the bleeding captives feel,

Thy word, that gave the wound, can heal, • And change their notes to songs of praise. DODDRIDGE.

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HYMN 120. C. M. Abridge. Barby. [*]
Light and Glory of the Word.

1HE Spirit breathes upon the word,
And brings the truth to light;

Precepts and promises afford

A sanctifying light.

2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun;

-It gives a light to every age,

It gives-but borrows none.

-3 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat;

o His truths upon the nations rise, They rise but never set.

• 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine,
For such a bright display;

As makes a world of darkness shine,
With beams of heav'nly day.

-5 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love;

g Till glory breaks upon my view, In brighter worlds above.

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HYMN 121. 7s. St. John's.
Sabbath Morning.

AFELY through another week,
God has brought us on our way;

Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to day: • Day of all the week the best;

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Emblem of eternal rest:

-2 While we seek supplies of grace,
Through the dear Redeemer's name;
s Shew thy reconciling face-
Take away our sin and shame:
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest this day in thee.

3 Here we come thy Name to praise;
Let us feel thy presence near:
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear:
Here afford us Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.

4 May the Gospel's joyful sound,
Conquer sinners, comfort saints;
Make the fruits of grace abound;
Bring relief from all complaints:
Thus let all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.

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COWPER.

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NEWTON.

HYMN 122. H. M. Bethesda. [*]

WE

Sabbath Morning.

ELCOME, delightful morn,
Thou day of sacred rest;

I hail thy kind return,

Lord make these moments blest.

-From the low train of mortal toys,
• I soar to reach immortal joys.
-2 Now may the King descend,
And fill his throne of grace;
Thy sceptre, Lord, extend,
While saints address thy face:
Let sinners feel thy quick'ning word,
And learn to know and fear the Lord.
• 3 Descend, celestial Dove,

With all thy quick'ning powers;
Disclose a Saviour's love,

And bless the sacred hours:
Then shall my soul new life obtain,
Nor Sabbaths be induig'd in vain.

HAYWARD.

HYMN 123. C. M. Sunday. [*]
The Lord's Day.

1 THE

HE Lord of Sabbath let us praise,
In concert with the blest,

Who, joyful, in harmonious lays,
Employ an endless rest.

e 2 Lord, may we still remember thee,
And more in knowledge grow;

-And may we more of glory see,
While waiting here below.

o 3 On this glad day a brighter scene
Of glory was display'd,

g By God the Eternal Word, than when This universe was made.

o 4 He rises, who our souls hath bought,

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With grief and pain extreme:

g 'Twas great to speak the world from nought'Twas greater-to redeem.

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DECOURCY'S COL.

HYMN 124. C. M. Hymn 2d. [*b]

WH

Devotion.

THILST thee I seek, protecting Power!
Be my vain wishes still'd;

-And may this consecrated hour

With better hopes be fill'd.

2 Thy love the power of tho't bestow'd, To thee my thoughts would soar:

• Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd; That mercy I adore.

-3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see!

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e Each blessing to my soul most dear, Because conferr'd by thee.

o 4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear,

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o My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.

o 5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill;

e Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r, My soul shall meet thy will.

-6 My lifted eye, without a tear,

The gathering storm shall see;

. My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on thee.

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WILLIAMS.

HYMN 125. C. M. St. Ann's. [*b]
Social Worship.

LORD, our languid souls inspire,
For here we trust thou art!
Send down a coal of heav'nly fire,
To warm each waiting heart.
2 Shew us some token of thy love,
Our fainting hope to raise;
And pour thy blessing from above,
That we may render praise.

3 Within these walls let holy praise,
And love and concord dwell;

e. Here give the troubled conscience peace, The wounded spirit heal.

4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind bestow;

e And shine upon us from on high,

To make our graces grow.

-5 May we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our prayers;

e And, in the presence of our Lord, Unbosom all our cares.

6 And may the gospel's joyful sound, Enforc'd by mighty grace,

NEWTON.

Awaken many sinners round,

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To come and fill the place.

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HYMN 126. 7s. Fairfqx. [b]

A Blessing humbly requested.
ORD, we come before thee now,
At thy feet we humbly bow;

e O do not our suit disdain!

Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
2 Lord, on thee our souls depend;
In compassion, now descend;
-Fill our hearts with thy rich grace;
o Tune our lips to sing thy praise.
-3 In thine own appointed way,
a Now we seek thee, here we stay;
Lord we know not how to go;
Till a blessing thou bestow.

-4 Send some message from thy word,
That may joy and peace afford;
Let thy Spirit now impart,

Full salvation to each heart.

e 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn,
Let the time of joy return;

Those who are cast down, lift up,
Make them strong in faith and hope.

-6 Grant that all may seek, and find
Thee a God supremely kind:
Heal the sick, the captive free;
Let us all rejoice in thee.

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HYMN 127. 8 & 7. Love Divine.
Love Divine.

OVE divine, all love excelling!

RIPPON.

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1 down!

Fix in us thy humble dwelling:
All thy faithful mercies crown.

e Jesus, thou art all compassion!
Pure, unbounded love, thou art!

o Visit us with thy salvation,

Enter ev'ry trembling heart.

a 2 Breathe, O breathe, thy loving Spirit Into ev'ry troubled breast!