5 Here in thy house let incense rise,
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes,
Till to those lofty heights we soar,
Where days and years revolve no more.

HYMN 9. II. 3.
Psalm xxiii.

1 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 noon-day walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary wand'ring steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

$ Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread;
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 through the dreadful shade.
HYMN 10. C. M.

1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my GOD,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise!

2 Oh how shall words with equal warmth
The gratitude declare,
That glows within my ravish'd heart!
But thou canst read it there.

3 Thy providence my life sustain❜d,
And all my wants redress'd,
When in the silent womb I lay,
And hung upon the breast.

4 To all my weak complaints and cries
Thy mercy lent an ear,

E'er yet my feeble thoughts had learnt
To form themselves in prayer.
5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestow'd,
Before my infant heart conceived

From whom those comforts flow'd.
6 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe,
And led me up to man.

7 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,

? It gently clear'd my way,

And through the pleasing snares of vice,
More to be fear'd than they.

8 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou
With health renew'd my face;
And, when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

9 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Has made my cup run o'er;

And in a kind and faithful friend

Has doubled all my store.

10 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.
11 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll
pursue;

And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

12 When nature fails, and day and night
Divide thy works no more,
My ever grateful heart, O LORD,
Thy mercy shall adore.

13 Through all eternity, to thee,
A joyful song I'll raise;
But oh! eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise.

"My times are in thy hand." 1 SOVEREIGN Ruler of the skies, Ever gracious, ever wise, All our times are in thy hand, All events at thy command.

2 He that form'd us in the womb,
He shall guide us to the tomb;
All our ways shall ever be
Order'd by his wise decree.

3 Times of sickness, times of health,
Blighting want, and cheerful wealth,
All our pleasures, all our pains,
Come, and end, as GOD ordains.
4 May we always own thy hand,
Still to thee surrender'd stand,
Know that thou art GOD alone,
We and ours are all thy own!

1 GOD moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

2 Deep in unfathomable mines,
With never-failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his gracious will.

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the LORD by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace:
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour:

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain:
GOD is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

IV. REDEMPTION.

HYMN 13. S. M.
Job ix. 2-6.

1 AH, how shall fallen man
Be just before his GOD!
If he contend in righteousness,
We sink beneath his rod.

2 If he our ways should mark
With strict inquiring eyes,

Could we for one of thousand faults
A just excuse devise?

3 All-seeing, powerful GOD!
Who can with thee contend?
Or who that tries the unequal strife,
Shall prosper in the end?

4 The mountains, in thy wrath,
Their ancient seats forsake!
The trembling earth deserts her place,
Her rooted pillars shake!

5 Ah, how shall guilty man

Contend with such a GOD? None, none can meet him, and escape, But through the Saviour's blood.

HYMN 14. L. M.

Job ix. 30-33.

1 THOUGH I should seek to wash me clean

In water of the driven snow,
My soul would yet its spot retain,

And sink in conscious guilt and wo:
2 The SPIRIT, in his power divine,
Would cast my vaunting soul to earth,
Expose the foulness of its sin,

And show the vileness of its worth.
3 Ah, not like erring man is GOD,
That men to answer him should dare;
Condemn'd, and into silence awed,
They helpless stand before his bar.
4 There, must a Mediator plead,
Who, GOD and man, may both embrace;
With GOD, for man to intercede,

And offer man the purchased grace.
5 And lo! the SON of GOD is slain
To be this Mediator crown'd:
In Him, my soul, be cleansed from stain,
In Him thy righteousness be found!

HYMN 15. L. M.

1 ALL-glorious GOD, what hymns of

praise

Shall our transported voices raise!
What ardent love and zeal are due,
While heaven stands open to our view!
2 Once we were fall'n, and oh how low!
Just on the brink of endless wo;
When JESUS, from the realms above,
Borne on the wings of boundless love,
3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night,
And spread around his heavenly light!
By him what wondrous grace is shown
To souls impoverish'd and undone!

1 SALVATION! Oh the joyful sound; Glad tidings to our ears;

A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.

2 Salvation! buried once in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;
But now we rise by grace divine,
And see a heavenly day.
3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound."
4 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb,
To thee the praise belongs:
Our hearts shall kindle at thy name,
Thy name inspire our songs.

Chorus, for the end of each verse.
Glory, honor, praise, and power,
Be unto the Lamb for ever!
JESUS CHRIST is our Redeemer!
Hallelujah, praise the LORD!

HYMN 17. C. M.

1 TO our Redeemer's glorious name
Awake the sacred song!

O may his love (immortal flame!)
Tune every heart and tongue.

2 His love, what mortal thought can reach
What mortal tongue display!
Imagination's utmost stretch
In wonder dies away.

3 He left his radiant throne on high,
Left the bright realms of bliss,
And came to earth to bleed and die'
Was ever love like this?

4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay
Our humble thanks to thee,
May every heart with rapture say,
"The Saviour died for me."

50 may the sweet, the blissful theme,
Fill every heart and tongue;
Till strangers love thy charming name,
And join the sacred song.

HYMN 18. III. 3.

1 SAVIOUR, source of every blessing
Tune my heart to grateful lays;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for ceaseless songs of praise.

2 Teach me some melodious measure,
Sung by raptured saints above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure,
While I sing redeeming love.

3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of GOD;
Thou, to save my soul from danger
Didst redeem me with thy blood.

1 I LOVE thy kingdom, LORD,
The house of thine abode,
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
With his own precious blood."
2 I love thy Church, O GOD!
Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.
3 If e'er to bless thy sons,

My voice or hands deny,
These hands let useful skill forsake,
This voice in silence die.

4 If e'er my heart forget
Her welfare, or her wo,
Let every joy this heart forsake,
And every grief o'erflow.
5 For her my tears shall fall;
For her my prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
6 Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.
7 JESUS, thou friend divine,

Our Saviour and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe
Shall great deliv'rance bring.
8 Sure as thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.

Hebrews xii. 18. 22-24.

1 NOT to the terrors of the LORD, The tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunder of that word

Which GOD on Sinai spoke : 2 But we are come to Zion's hill, The city of our GOD; Where milder words declare his will, And spread his love abroad. 8 Behold the innumerable host Of angels clothed in light! Behold the spirits of the just Whose faith is changed to sight. 4 Behold the bless'd assembly there Whose names are writ in heaven; Hear GOD, the Judge of all, declare Their sins, through CHRIST, forgiven! 5 Angels, and living saints and dead, But one communion make;

All join in CHRIST, their vital Head,
And of his love partake.

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2 Before our Father's throne
We pour united prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one
Our comforts and our cares.
3 We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

4 When we at death must part,
How keen, how deep the pain!
But we shall still be join'd in heart,
And hope to meet again.

5 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reiga
Throughout eternity.

HYMN 28.

Psalm cxxii.

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1 WITH jey shall I behold the day
That calls my willing soul away,

To dwell among the bless'd:"
For lo! my great Redeemer's power
Unfolds the everlasting door,

And points me to his rest.

2 Even now, to my expecting eyes The heaven-built towers of Salem rise; Their glory I survey;

I view her mansions, that contain
The angel host, a beauteous train,

And shine with cloudless day.
3 Thither, from earth's remotest end,
Lo! the redeem'd of GOD ascend,
Borne on immortal wing;
There, crown'd with everlasting joy,
In ceaseless hymns their tongues employ
Before the Almighty King.

4 The King a seat hath there prepared,
High, on eternal base uprear'd,
For his eternal Sou:
His palaces with joy abound;
His saints, by him with glory crown'd,
Attend and share his throne.

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Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy excellence be known: Deck'd in the robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess.

No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast. GOD from on high has heard thy prayer, His hand thy ruins shall repair; Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace.

VI. FESTIVALS AND FASTS.
THE LORD'S DAY.

HYMN 30. II. 4.

AWAKE, ye saints, awake,
And hail this sacred day;
n loftiest songs of praise
Your joyful homage pay:

Velcome the day that GOD hath bless'd,
The type of heaven's eternal rest.
On this auspicious morn
The Lord of Life arose;
He burst the bars of death,
And vanquish'd all our foes:
and now he pleads our cause above,
ind reaps the fruits of all his love.
All hail, triumphant LORD!
Heaven with hosannas rings,
and earth, in humbler strains,
Thy praise responsive sings:
Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,
"hrough endless years to live and reign.
Great King, gird on thy sword,
Ascend thy conqu❜ring car;
While justice, truth, and love,
Maintain thy glorious war:
his day let sinners own thy sway,
nd rebels cast their arms away!

HYMN 31. C. M.

THIS is the day the LORD hath made,
Let young and old rejoice:
o him be vows and homage paid,
Whose service is our choice.

This is the temple of the LORD:
How dreadful is this place!
With meekness let us hear his word
With rev'rence seek his face.
This is the homage he requires;
The voice of praise and prayer;
he soul's affections, hopes, desires,
Ourselves and all we are.

While rich and poor for mercy call
Propitious from the skies,

he LORD, the maker of them all,
Accepts the sacrifice.

Well pleased, through JESUS CHRIST From sin he grants release; [his Son,

ccording to their faith 't is done, He bids them go in peace.

1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest,
That saw the LORD arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes.

2 The King himself comes near
To feast his saints to-day;
Here may we sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.
3 One day amidst the place
Where JESUS is within,
Is better than ten thousand days
Of pleasure and of sin.

4 My willing soul would stay.
In such a frame as tiis,
Till it is call'd to soar away
To everlasting bliss.

1 ANOTHER six days' work is done,
Another Lord's day has begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the hours thy GOD hath blest.
2 This day may our devotions rise,
As grateful incense, to the skies;
And heaven that sweet repose bestow,
Which none but they who feel it know!
8 This peaceful calm within the breast
Is the sure pledge of heavenly rest,
Which for the Church of GOD remains;
The end of cares, the end of pains.
4 In holy duties, let the day,
In holy pleasures, pass away;
How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

HYMN 34. II. 3.

1 GREAT GOD! this sacred day of thine Demands the soul's collected powers; Gladly we now to thee resign

These solemn, consecrated hours:
O may our souls adoring own
The grace that calls us to thy throne!
2 All-seeing GOD! thy piercing eye
Can every secret thought explore,
May worldly cares our bosoms fly,

And, where thou art, intrude no more:
O may thy grace our spirits move,
And fix our minds on things above!
3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart,
And bid thy word, with life divine,
Engage the ear, and warm the heart:

Then shall the day indeed be thine;
Then shall our souls adoring own
The grace that calls us to thy throne.
HYMN 35. II. 4.

1 IN loud exalted strains,
The King of glory praise;
O'er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days:
But Zion, with his presence bless'd,
Is his delight, his chosen rest.