And, when his voice breaks up the tombs,
Among his children Ishall rise.

9 Among his children I shall stand,

When quick and dead his throne surround,
Bless'd with a place at his right hand,
And with immortal glory crown'd.
10 When all his foes, beneath his feet,
In chains of endless torment lie,
Unworthy I shall fill a seat
Among the princes of the sky!

CLXXVIII. L. M. Ryland, Junr.-Altered from

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sevens.

All my times are in thy hand. Psalm xxxi. 15.

RESISTLESS Sovereign of the skies,

Immensely great! immensely wise!

My times are all within thy hand,
And all events at thy command.
2 His great decree, who form'd the earth,
Hath fix'd my first and second birth:
My parents, native place, and time,
Were all assign'd to me by him.

3 'Twas God that form'd me by his pow'r;
'Tis he sustains me ev'ry hour:
And all my times shall ever be
Order'd by his all-wise decree.
4 My times of sickness and of health,
My times of penury and wealth,
My times of trial and of grief,
My times of triumph and relief:

5 Yea times the tempter's pow'r to prove,
And times to taste the Saviour's love;
Must all begin and last and end,

As best shall please my God and friend.
6 Though plagues and deaths around me fly,
'Till he commands I cannot die :

Tho' men or devils aim to kill,
They can't exceed my Father's will,
70 thou tremendous wise and just,
In thy kind hands my life I trust:
Yea, have I somewhat dearer still,
It shall be thine and at thy will.
B May I at all times own thy hand,
And still to thee surrender'd stand;
Convine'd that thou art God alone,
May I and mine be all thy own.

Thee, Lord, at all times will I bless,
For, having thee, I all possess ;
Nor can I ere bereaved be,

Since I can never part with thee.

CLXXIX. L. M. Doddridge.

Zeal for Christ; or, Peter and John following their Master. John xxi. 18-20.

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LEST men who stretch their willing hands

B Submissive to their Lord's commands,

And yield their liberty and breath,

To him that lov'd their souls in death! 2 Lead me to suffer, and to die,

If thou, my gracious Lord, art nigh:
One smile from thee my heart shall fire,
And teach me smiling to expire.
3 If nature at the trial shake,

And from the cross of flames draw back
Grace can its feeble courage raise,
And turn its tremblings into praise.
4 While scarce I dare with Peter say,
"I'll boldly tread the bleeding way;"
Yet in thy steps, like John, I'd move,
With humble hope, and silent love.

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Holy Zeal and Diligence.

WHILF carnal men, with all their might,

Earth's vanities pursue,

How slow the advances which I make,

With heaven itself in view!

2 Inspire my soul with holy zeal;
Great God, my love inflame;
Religion, without zeal and love,
Is but an empty name.

3 To gain the top of Zion's hill,
May I with fervour strive;

And all these powers employ for thee
Which I from thee derive!

CLXXXI. C. M. Doddridge.

12, 21.

1A And press with vigour on:

WAKE, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve,

A heav'nly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.

2 'Tis God's all-animating voice,
That calls thee from on high:
"Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye.

3 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.

4 Bless'd Saviour, introdue'd by thee,
Have we our race begun;

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And, crown'dfwith victory, at thy feet
We lay our laurels down.

CLXXXII. L. M. Coombs's Tune.
S. Stennett.

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The Christian Warfare. Eph. vi. 13-17. Y Captain sounds the alarm of war, "Awake! the pow'rs of hell are near! "To arms! to arms!" I hear him cry, ""Tis yours to conquer or to die." 2 Rous'd by the animating sound, I cast my eager eyes around; Make haste to gird my armour on, And bid each trembling fear begone. 3 Hope is my helmet, faith my shield, Thy word, my God, the sword I wield: With sacred truth my loins are girt, And holy zeal inspires my heart. 4 Thus arm'd, I venture on the fight, Resolv'd to put my foes to flight; While Jesus kindly deigns to spread His conq'ring banner o'er my head. 5 In him I hope, in him I trust; His bleeding cross is all my boast: Through troops of foes he'll lead me on To viet'ry, and the victor's crown.

CLXXXIII. S. M. Doddridge.

Waiting for the Coming of his Lord; or, the Active Christian. Luke xii. 35-38.

1 YE servants of the Lord,

Each in his office wait,

Observant of his heav'nly word,
And watchful at his gate.

2 Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame

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Gird up your loins, as in his sight,
For awful is his name.

3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command;
And while we speak, he's near:
Mark the first signal of his hand,
And ready all appear.

4 O happy servant he

In such a posture found!
He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honour crown'd.

5 Christ shall the banquet spread
With his own bounteous hand,
And raise that favourite servant's head
Amidst th' angelic band.

CLXXXIV. C. M. Doddridge.

The Christian Warrior animated and crown'd.
Rev. ii. 10.

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1 TARK! 'tis our heavenly Leader's voice From his triumphant seat;

'Midst all the war's tumultuous noise,
How powerful and how sweet.

2" Fight on, my faithful band," he cries,
"Nor fear the mortal blow:
"Who first in such a warfare dies,
"Shall speediest vict'ry know.

3 "I have my days of combat known,
"And in the dust was laid;

But thence I mounted to my throne,
"And glory crowns my head.

"That throne, that glory you shall share;
"My hands the crown shall give;
"And you the sparkling honours wear,
"While God himself shall live."

5 Lord, 'tis enough; our souls are fir'd
With courage and with love;
Vain the assaults of earth, and hell;
Our hopes are fix'd above.

CLXXXV. C. M. New Seleç
Zeal for God.

1 TN duties and in sufferings too
My Lord! I'd follow thee;

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As thou hast done, so would I do:
As thou art, would I be.

With zeal inflam'd, 'twas thy delight
To do thy father's will;

Thy precepts to fulfil.

3 Meekness, humility, and love,
Did through thy conduct shine;
Oh, may my whole deportment prove
A copy, Lord, of thine!

4 Depending on thy sov'reign grace,
I'll tread the heavenly road;
With willing mind thy footsteps trace,
And climb to thine abode.

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IMPORTANCE OF RELIGION. 'CLXXXVI. C. M. Fawcett. Spiritual Mindedness; or, Inward Religion. James i. 27.

ELIGION is the chief concern

Rof mortals here below;

May I its great importance learn,
Its sovereign virtue know!

2 More needful this, than glittering wealth,
Or aught the world bestows;
Not reputation, food, or health,

Can give us such repose.

3 Religion should our thoughts engage, Amidst our youthful bloom;

"Twill fit us for declining age,

And for the awful tomb.

4 O may my heart, by grace renew'd,
Be my Redeemer's throne:
And be iny stubborn will subdu'd,
His government to own!

5 Let deep repentance, faith, and love,
Be join'd with godly fear;

And all my conversation prove
My heart to be sincere.

6 [Preserve me from the snares of sin,
Through my remaining days;

In me let ev'ry virtue shine

To my Redeemer's praise.

7 Let lively hope my soul inspire;
Let warm affections rise;

And may I wait, with strong desire,
To mount above the skies I