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And dying, clafp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.

HYMN CLXII. e. M.

e. M. [RIPPON'S COLL.

Faith Reviving.

* FROM whence this fear and unbelief? Haft thou, O Father, put to grief Thy fpotlefs Son for me?

And will the righteous judge of men, Condemn me for that debt of fin, Which, Lord, was charg'd on thee? 2 Complete atonement thou haft made, And to the utmost farthing paid Whate'er thy people ow'd ;

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How then can wrath on me take place
If fhelter'd in thy righteousness,
And fprinkled with thy blood?

If thou haft my discharge procur'd,
And freely in my room endur'd
The whole of wrath divine;
Payment, God cannot twice demand,
Firft, at my bleeding furety's hand,
And then again at mine.

4 Turn then, my foul, unto thy reft;
The merits of thy great High Prieft
Speak peace and liberty;"

Truft in his efficacious blood;
Nor fear thy banishment from God,
Since Jefus di'd for thee.

HYMN CLXIII.' 'c. M. [RIPPON'S COLL.]

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Prayer, for all Miffionaries.

REAT God, the nations of the earth
Are by creation thine;

And in thy works by all beheld,

Thy radiant glories fhine.

2 But, Lord, thy greater love has fent
Thy gofpel to mankind,

Unveiling what rich stores of grace
Are treasur'd in thy mind.

3 Lord, when fhall thefe glad tidings spread
The fpacious earth around?
'Till ev'ry tribe and ev'ry foul
Shall hear the joyful found:
4 O when shall Afric's fable fons
Enjoy the heav'nly word?

And vaffals long enflav'd become
The freemen of the Lord?

5 When fhall th' untutor❜d heathen tribes,
A dark bewilder'd race,

Sit down at our Immanuel's feet,
And learn and feel his grace?

6 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt,
To spread the gospel's rays;

And build on fin's demolish'd throne
The temples of thy praise !

HYMN CLXIV. s. M. [WINCHESTER'S COLL.]

Prayer, for the Jews.

ESSIAH, full of grace,

Redeem'd by thee, we plead

The promife made to Abram's race,
To fouls for ages dead.

2 Their bones as quite dri'd up,
Throughout the vale appear;

Cut off and loft, their last faint hope
To fee thy kingdom here.

3 Open their graves, and bring

The outcafts forth, to own

Thou art their Lord, their God, and King,
Their true anointed one.

4 To fave the race forlorn,
Thy glorious arm display:

And Thew the world a nation born,
A nation in a day!

HYMN CLXV. C. M. [RIPPON'S COLL.
Prayer, for the whole World.

I FATHER, is not thy promife pledg'd

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To thine exalted Son,

That through the nations of the earth
Thy word of life fhall run?

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Afk, and I give the heathen lands
For thine inheritance,

And to the world's remoteft fhores
Thine empire fhall advance."

3 Haft thou not faid, the blinded Jews
Shall their Redeemer own?

While Gentiles to his ftandard croud,
And bow before his throne ?

4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues, Under th' expanfe of heav'n,

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To the dominion of thy Son,
Without exemption giv'n?

5 From Eaft to Weft, from north to fouth, Then be his name ador'd!

Europe, with all her millions, shout
Hofannahs to the Lord!

6 Afia and Africa, refound

From fhore to fhore his fame;
And thou, America, in fongs,
Redeeming love proclaim!

HYMN CLXVI. P. M. [JOHN MURRAY.]

At the opening of Worship.

1 FATHER, behold us here,

According to thy word;

To worship without fear,

Our dear redeeming Lord;

O may thy light and truth now fhine,
To warm each heart with love divine!

2 Drawn, wholly drawn, by thee,

To Jefus we are come,

And by thy teaching, we

Perceive our work is done;

Through which a title we obtain

As Kings and Priefts, with thee, to reign.

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We bless thee, God of peace,

For life and glory giv'n,

To us and all the race,

Call'd up from earth to heav'n;

Haften great God, the day of love,
When ev'ry foul this grace fhall prove.

HYMN CLXVII.

L. M. JAMES RELLY.]

Before Prayer.

DEAR Shepherd, fee thy flock here met, Before thy pierced feet to bow;

To praife thy wounds, thy blood and sweat, Thro' which eternal love did flow.

2 Great mercies thou to us haft shewn,

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Since first we knew that we were thine:
Since first thou mark'd us for thy own,
With grace and righteoufnefs divine.

3 Seal'd for thine own, we furely are;
Thy fpirit, Lord, our witness is :
Nor can we fall from Jefus far,
For he is love and tenderness.

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4 There's none can pluck us from his hand,
Inclos'd by grace on ev'ry fide;
His oath, his promife firmly ftand,
We ever fhall with him abide !

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He never will himself deny ;

Nor could he die for man in vain

How then hall God in wrath destroy,
The fouls for whom the Lamb was flain.

6 The countless price he paid for us,
Exempts us from the iron rod :

His life, his death, his blood and cross,
Hath reconcil'd us all to God.

HYMN CLXVIII. L. M. [WHITEFIELD'S COL.]

I COME

Before Sermon.

COME worship at Immanuel's feet,
See in his face what wonders meet !

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