3 Proclaim - Salvation from the Lord

For wretched, dying men;
His hand has writ the sacred word

With an immortal pen.
4 Engrav'd as in eternal brass,

The mighty promise shines :
Nor can the


of darkness raze Those everlasting lines.

250. C. M. To be ashamed of Jesus, is absurd and dangerous. 1 IS there on earth a nobler name

Than Jesus to be found ? Who can assert a higher claim,

Or more with truth abound? 2 The Son of God adorn'd with grace,

Commissioned from above, He bears to our rebellious race

The messages of love.

3 Behold his gentle spirit feel

The sufferings of mankind;
And with a word the sorrows heal

Of body and of mind.
4 How noble were the truths he taught,

How pure the life he led!
And shall another Lord be sought,

And we disown our Head ?

5 Forbid it, Lord! nor let us yield

To this unworthy shame;
But each, with holy courage fillid,

Rejoice in Jesus' name.


€. M. Asking the Way to Zion. Jer. i. 5. 1 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 Come, let us to his temple haste,

And seek his favour there,
Before his footstool humbly bow,

And pour our fervent prayer.
4 Come, let us join our souls to God,

In everlasting bands;
And seize the blessings he bestows

With eager hearts and hands.
3 Come, let us prove without delay,

The covenant of his grace;
Nor shall the years of distant life

Its memory efface. 6 Thus may our rising offspring haste

To see their father's God;
Nor e'er forsake the happy path

Their youthful feet have trod.

252. C. M.

Christ's Second Advent. 1 HE comes ! Jehovah comes to bless

The nations as their God,
To shew his truth and righteousness,

And spread his power abroad.

2 The christian world in darkness lies,

By falsehood over-run;
The moon and stars no longer rise,

And clouds have veil'd the sun.

3 But lo! the mighty God appears ;

On clouds behold him ride;
He comes to dry his Zion's tears,

And cheer his mourning bride. 4 Now sacred love with mildest rays

In Zion's land shall rise;
The heavenly sun divinely blaze,

And brighten all the skies. 3 Now truth shall chace the clouds away,

And falsehood reign no more;
But one unclouded, heavenly day

Shall shine from shore to shore.

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1 THE morning dawns; xelestial light

Dispels the gloomy shades of night;
Truth rears her standard once again,

And love, celestial love, shall reign. 2 The heavenly Sun, the Lord our God,

Beams his refulgent rays abroad:
He comes to bless the ransom'd soul,

And spread his truth from pole to pole. 3 Now nations, barb'rous, rude and blind,

In Jesus shall salvation find :
Idols before his name shall fall,
And Christ our God be Lord of all.

4 Thus every land and clime shall hear

The Lord is God, his name revere ;
From sin, and death, and darkness rise,
And join the concert of the skies.

254. C. M.

A Hymn of Praise.
1 INDULGENT Father! how divine,

How rich thy bounties are !
Through nature's ample round they shine,

Thy goodness to declare:
2 But in the nobler work of grace,

What sweeter mercy smiles,
Reflected from the Saviour's face,

And every fear beguiles !
3 Such wonders, Lord! while we survey,

To Thee our thanks shall rise,
When morning ushers in the day,

Or evening veils the skies.
4 When glim’ring life resigns its flame,

Thy praise shall tune our breath
The sweet remembrance of thy name

Shall gild the shades of death.
5 But O, how bless'd our songs shall rise,

In sweet seraphic lay,
When all thy glories meet our eyes

Through an eternal day.

255. C. M.

Not ashamed of Jesus. 1 JESUS, and shall it ever be,

A mortal man ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee, whom angel's praise, Whose glories shine through endless days?

2 Asham'd of Jesus ! sooner far

Let evening blush to own a star ;
He sheds the beams of light divine

O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! just as soon

Let midnight be asham’d of noon; "Tis midnight with my soul till he,

Bright morning star, bids darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend

On whom my hopes of heaven depend?
No ; when I blush, be this my shame,

That I no more adore his name, 5 Asham’d of Jesus ! yes I may

When I've no guilt to wash away;
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,

No fear to quell, no soul to save.
6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain,
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain;


my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me. 7 His institutions will I prize,

Take up the cross, the shame despise-
Dare to defend his noble cause,
And yield obedience to his laws.

And now may

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Jesus, the Sun of Heaven. 1 JESUS, thou Sun of love divine,

Thy rays through boundless nature shine;
In thee with bright effulgence meet
Wisdom and love, and light and heat.

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