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HYMN 416. C. M.

Hinder me not. Gen. xxiv 58.

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HEN Jesus bade me leave the world,
My downward steps retrace;

"Twas thus I answer'd every foe,

And fled to his embrace.

2 Stay, said the world, and taste awhile
My ev'ry pleasant sweet;
Hinder me not, my soul reply'd,
Because the way is great.

3 In all my Lord's appointed ways,
My journey I'll pursue:
Hinder me not, ye much lov'd saints,
For I must go with you.

4 Thro' duty, and thro' trials too,
go at his command;

Hinder me not, for I am bound
To my Immanuel's land.

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HYMN 417. L. M.

Welcome to young Converts.

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ELCOME, ye hopeful heirs of heav'n, To this rich gospel feast of loveThis pledge is but the prelude giv’n To that immortal feast above.

2 How great the blessing, thus to meet Around the sacramental board,

And hold by faith communion sweet, With Christ our dear and common Lord. 3 And if so sweet this feast below, What will it be to meet above, Where all we see, and feel, and know, Are fruits of everlasting love!

4 Soon shall we tune the heav'nly lyre Whilst list'ning worlds the song approve; Eternity itself expire,

Ere we exhaust the theme of love.

Strong City. Isa. xxvi. 1, 2.

THE day, the gospel day draws near,

Sing the New Song with heart sincere,
Triumphant in the land of praise.

2 Clory to God! they all shall cry:
Who is so great a God as ours!
We have a City strong and high,
Salvation is for walls and tow'rs.
3 Secure from danger, as from dread,
We never shall be put to shame,
Who hither have for refuge fled;
For Jesus is our City's name.

4 Open the gates, and open wide,
Let every faithful soul go in;
Open for all the justifi'd,

Who keep the truth that frees from sin.

HYMN 419.

C. M.

MILLER.

Fellowship. Col. ii. 2.

1OUR souls, by love together knit,

Cemented, mixt in one,

One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, "Tis heav'n on earth begun.

2 Our hearts have often burn'd within,
And glow'd with sacred fire,
While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blest,
And fill'd th' enlarg'd desire.

3 The little cloud increases still,
The heav'ns are big with rain;
We haste to catch the teeming show'r,
And all its moisture drain.

4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows!
But pour a mighty flood;

Oh! sweep the nations, shake the earth,
"Till all proclaim thee God.

5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up,
And set'st thy starry crown;
When all thy sparkling gems shall shine,
Proclaim'd by thee thine own;

6 May we, a little band of love,
We sinners, sav'd by grace,
From glory unto glory chang'd,
Behold thee face to face.

HYMN 420. L. M.

BARBAULD.

Hon union sweet, according minds!

OW blest the sacred tie that binds,

How swift the heav'nly course they run, Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one! 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What jealous love, what holy fear! How doth the gen'rous flame within Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow, For human guilt and mortal wo; Their ardent pray'rs together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 Together oft they seek the place, Where God reveals his awful face ;At length they meet in realms above, A heav'n of joy-because of love.

HYMN 421.

C. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Asking the way to Zion. Jer. 1. 5.
INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way,

That leads to Zion's hill,
And thither set your steady face,
With a determin'd will.

2 Invite the strangers all around,
Your pious march to join;

And spread the sentiments you feel
Of faith and love divine.

3 Oh, come, and to his temple haste,
And seek his favor there;
Before his footstool humbly bow,
And pour your fervent pray'r!

4 Oh, come, and join your souls to God In everlasting bands;

Accept the blessings he bestows,
With thankful hearts and hands.

HYMN 422. L. M.

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Heb. xiii. 14.

KELLY.

E'VE no abiding city here"-.
This may distress the worldly
mind;

But should not cost the saint a tear,
Who hopes a better rest to find.

2" We've no abiding city here".

Sad truth were this to be our home: But let this thought our spirits cheer, "We seek a city yet to come."

3" We've no abiding city here"—
Then let us live as pilgrims do;
Let not the world our rest appear;
But let us haste from all below.

4 "We've no abiding city here"-
We seek a city out of sight:
Zion its name-the Lord is there,
It shines with everlasting light.
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