My soul forsakes her vain delight
My times of sorrow and of joy
My thoughts that often mount the skies NO mortal ties can be compar'd
No strength of nature can suffice
Now from the altar of our hearts
Now gracious Lord thine arm reveal Now let our cheerful eyes survey
Now let us raise our cheerful strains Now let a true ambition rise Now let our voices join
Now while the gospel net is cast Now we are met in holy fear Now whilst I try my heart O BLESSED souls are they Of all the joys we mortals know Oft as the bell with solemn toll Of rest I hear, of rest I talk O for a closer walk with God O for a glance of heavenly day Oh! for a sweet inspiring ray Oh! that I had a bosom friend
O Lord, how vile am I
O Lord, how lovely is thy name O God of mercy, hear my call O what a cruel wr teh am I On Sion, his most holy mount O what a state my soul is in On what has now been sown Once as the Saviour passed along
Renew'd by grace, we love the word Resistless Sovereign of the skies
Return, my roving heart, return
Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground SALVATION! O melodious sound Salvation through our dying God Saviour divine, we know thy name Saviour of men and Lord of love See how rude winter's icy hand See how the mounting sun
See Felix cloth'd with pomp and power
See, gracious God, before thy throne Shall Atheists dare insult the cross Shepherd of Israel, thou dost keep Shepherd of Israel, bend thine ear Sinful, and blind, and poor
Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown? Sinners away from Sinai fly
Sovereign of all the worlds on high' Sprinkled with reconciling blood Stern winter throws his icy chains Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies Sweet was the time when first I felt Sweet are the gifts that gracious heaven TEMPTATIONS, trials, doubts, &c. The castle of the human heart
The deluge at the Almighty's call The Father's free electing grace The great Redeemer we adore
The icy chains that bound the earth The law of God is just
The Lord will happiness divine
The Lord, who rules the world's affairs The lion that on Sampson roar'd The righteous Lord, supremely great The Saviour meets his flock to-day The Saviour calls-ye mourners here The saints should never be dismay'd The spring, great God, at thy command The wandering star and fleeting wind There's joy in heaven, and joy on earth There is a fountain fill'd with blood This wretched heart will still backslide Thou only Sovereign of my heart
Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes Thus far my God hath led me on Thus far the Lord hath led me on Thus was the great Redeemer plung'd Thus we commemorate the day Thrice happy souls, who, born, &c. Thy names how infinite they be Thy people, Lord, have ever found Thy presence, everlasting God Thy promise, Lord, and thy command Thy way, O God, is in the sea 'Tis finish'd-so the Saviour cried To distant realms, let monarchs spread To distant lands thy gospel send To God, my Saviour and my King To praise the ever bounteous Lord To thee let my first off'ring rise "Twixt Jesus and the chosen race UNTO thine altar Lord
WARM was his heart, his faith, &c.
Welcome, sweet day of rest
We've no abiding eity here
We seek a rest beyond the skies
We bless the eternal Source of light What contradictions meet
What is our God, or what his name What various hinderances we meet What jarring natures dwell within What wisdom, majesty, and grace
What shall the dying sinner do?
What mean these jealousies and fears
What hath God wrought, &c?
What strange commotions work within
What strange perplexities arise
Whatever prompts the soul to pride
When Abraham full of sacred awe When Israel through the desert pass'd
When some kind shepherd from his fold When sins and fears prevailing rise
When Israel's grieving tribes complain'd When I can read my title clear
When darkness long has veil'd my mind When, O dear Jesus, when shall I
When Paul was parted from his friends When Jesus claims the sinner's heart When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay When Jesus for his people dy'd When Abraham's servant, to procure When blooming youth is snatch'd away When on the cross my Lord I see When storms and tempests loudly howl When swelling Jordan o'er us rolls When a black o'erspreading cloud Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw near Where two or three with sweet accord Where is my God? does he retire While my Redeemer's near
While carnal men with all their might While o'er our guilty land, O Lord Who shall condemn to endless flames Why sinks my weak desponding mind Why should a living man complain Why, O my soul, why weepest thou Why should our murmuring thoughts, &c. Why should the children of a king Why should a son, redeem'd with blood Why should saints be fill'd with dread Why should we start and fear to die? With sacred pleasure we behold With sovereign power, O Lord, defend With joy let each afflicted saint With Israel's God who can compare With melting heart and weeping eyes With thee, great God, the stores of light With tears of anguish I lament YE dying sons of men
Ye glittering toys of earth adieu Ye hearts with youthful vigour warm Ye highly favour'd who profess Ye humble souls that seek the Lord Ye little flock whom Jesus feeds Ye saints attend the Saviour's voice Ye servants of the Lord
Ye that would after Jesus press Ye that pass by, behold the man Ye trembling souls who still decline Ye worlds of light, that roll so near Yes. I would leave thee, blessed God Yes, the Redeemer rose Yonder-amazing sight! Your harps, ye trembling saints
Christ-His incarnation and ministry 72 Sufferings and death
Resurrection and ascension 80 Exaltation and intercession 84
N. B. The number of each Hymn or Song agrees with
the number of the page on which it stands,-Thus :
Part 1. Hymn 43
Hymn 425
Part II. Song 47 Song 125
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