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Then the hard heart begins to feel
A new and heav'nly birth.

7 Thus bought with blood, and born again,
Redeem'd and sav'd, by grace:
Rebels, in God's own hoase obtain
A son's and daughter's place.

MY

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Hoping for a revival.

Y harp untun'd, and laid aside, (To cheerful hours the harp belongs) My cruel foes, insulting cry'd,

"Come, sing us one of Zion's songs." 3 Alas! when sinners blindly bold, At Zion scoff, and Zion's King; When zeal declines and love grows cold Is it a day for me to sing?

3 Time was, whene'er the saints I met, With joy and praise my bosom glow'd; But now, like Eli, sad I sit,

And tremble for the ark of God.

4 While thus to grief my soul gave way,
To see the work of God decline,
Methought I heard the Saviour say,
"Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine.
5Though for a time I hide my face,
Rely upon my love and pow'r:
Still wrestle at the throne of grace,
And wait for a reviving hour.

6 "Take down thy long neglected harp,
I've seen thy tears and heard thy prayer,

The winter season has been sharp,

But spring shall all its wastes repair.”

7 Lord, I obey, my hopes revive,
Come join with me, ye saints, and sing;
Our foes in vain against us strive,
For God will help and healing bring.

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There the weary are at rest. Job iii. 17. 1 COURAGE, my soul ! behold the prize; The Saviour's love provides

Eternal life beyond the skies,
For all whom here he guides.

2 The wicked cease from troubling there,
The weary are at rest;

Sorrow and sin, and pain and care,
No more approach the blest.

3 A wicked world and wicked heart,
With Satan now are join'd;
Each acts a too successful part
In harrassing my mind.

4 In conflict with this threefold troop,
How weary, Lord, am I!
Did not thy promise bear me up,
My soul must faint and die.

5 But fighting in my Saviour's strength
Though mighty are my foes,

I shall a conq'ror be at length,
O'er all that can oppose.

6 Then why, my soul, complain or fear!"
The crown of glory see!

The more I toil and suffer here,
The sweeter rest will be.

CCXCII. L. M. NEWTON.

Man by Nature, Grace, and Glory.
LORD, what is man? Extremes how wide
In this mysterious nature join!
The flesh, to worms and dust allied,
The soul, immortal and divine!
2 Divine at first, a holy flame

Kindled by the Almighty's breath;
Till stain❜d by sin, it soon became

The seat of darkness, strife and death. 3 But Jesus, O amazing grace!

Assum'd our nature as his own,
Obey'd and suffer'd in our place,

Then took it with him to his throne.
4 Now what is man, when grace reveals
The virtue of a Saviour's blood;
Again a life divine he feels,

Despises earth, and walks with God.
5 And what, in yonder realms above,
Is ransom'd man ordain'd to be?
With honour, holiness, and love,
No seraph so adorn'd as he.

6 Nearest the throne, and first in song,
Man shall his hallelujahs raise;

While wond'ring angels round him throng,
And swell the chorus of his praise.

CCXCIII. L. M. NEWTON.
Before Sermon.
CONFIRM the hope thy word allows,
Behold us waiting to be fed;

Bless the provisions of thy house,
And satisfy thy poor with bread :*
2 Drawn by thine invitation, Lord,
Thirsty and hungry we are come,

Now from the fulness of thy word,
Feast us and send us thankful home.

THY

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HY promise, Lord, and thy command,
Have brought us here to-day;

And now we humbly waiting stand

To hear what thou wilt say.*

2 Meet us, we pray with words of peace,
And fill our hearts with love;
From all our follies may we cease;
More faithful may we prove.

'H

CCXCV. S. M. NEWTON.
Before Sermon.

FUNGRY, and faint, and poor,
Behold us, Lord, again
Assembled at thy mercy's door,
Thy bounty to obtain.

2 Thy word invites us nigh
Ör we must starve indeed;
For we no money have to buy,
No righteousness to plead.

3 The food our spirits want

Thy hand alone can give;
Oh, hear the pray'r of faith, and grant
That we may eat, and live.

CCXCVI. L. M. NEWTON.

Deut. xxxiii. 26-29.

1 WITH Israel's God who can compare? Or who, like Israel happy are!

O people saved by the Lord,

He is thy shield and great reward!
*Psalm 1xxxv. 8.

1

Upheld by everlasting arms,

Thou art secur'd from foes and harms;
In vain their plots, and false their boasts,
Our refuge is the Lord of Hosts.

CCXCVII. C. M. NEWTON,
Before or after Sermon.

WE

E seek a rest beyond the skies,
In everlasting day;

Through floods and flames the passage lies,
But Jesus guards the way.

2 The swelling flood and raging flame,
Hear and obey his word;

Then let us triumph in his name,

Our Saviour is the Lord.

CCXCVIII. C. M.

EBEN-EZER COLLEC

Help laid on Christ. Ps. lxxxix. 19.

I FR

ROM Sinai's Mount to Zion's Hill,
Insolvents, haste away;

The law's demand ye can't fulfil,
For ye have nought to pay.

2 Then to the cross of Jesus now,
Ye guilty souls repair;

There justice wears a smiling brow,
And mercy triumphs there.

3 [His work was great, 'twas to redeem,
And bring to glory all

The chosen seed, beloved in him,
Selected ere the fall.]

4 And who but the Redeemer, say,
Was able to endure

The weight of sin that on him lay,
And make salvation sure?

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