Oh, make my soul alive to thee; 5 Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears, Give me new passions, joys, and fears, -6 Far from the regions of the dead, In the new world that grace has made, HYMN 131. L. M. Castle-Street. Leeds. [*] L 2 [What if we trace the globe around, e 4 How we'l thy blessed truths agree! How firm our hope and comfort stands! -6 Should all the forms that men devise And bind the gospel to my heart. HYMN 132. C. M. Colchester. [*] I W E bless the prophet of the Lord, Jesus, thy Spirit and thy word Shall lead us in thy ways. 2 We rev'rence our High Priest above Who offer'd up his blood And lives to carry on his love, 4 Hosanna to his glorious name, HYMN 133. L. M. Brentford. [*] The Operations of the Holy Spirit." 01 ETERNAL Spirit, we confess And sing the wonders of thy grace; Thy power conveys our blessings down, From God, the Father, and the Son. 2 Enlighten'd by thy heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger, and our refuge too. o 3 Thy power and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin; Do our imperious lusts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew. -4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice; o Thy cheering words awake our joys; o Thy words ailay the stormy wind, -And calm the surges of the mind. 1 [THE HYMN 134. C. M. York. [*] Circumcision abolished. HE promise was divinely free,Extensive was the grace; 'I will the God of Abra'am be, 'And of his num'rous race.' 2 He said, and with a bloody seal Confirm'd the words he spoke ; Long did the sons of Abra'am feel The sharp and painful yoke : 3 Till God's own Son, descending low, Gave his own flesh to bleed; And Gentiles taste the blessings now, From the hard bondage freed. 4 The God of Abra'am claims our praise; His promises endure ; And Christ the Lord, in gentler ways, HYMN 135. L. M. Oporto. [*] d1 BEHOLD, the woman's promis'd Seed! Behold the great Messiah come! Behold the prophets all agreed, To give him the superiour room! 3 The types bore witness to his name, HYMN 136. L. M. Nantwich. [*] HE King of glory sends his Son, 1[TH To make his entrance on this earth; Behold the midnight bright as noon, And heavenly hosts declare his birth! 2 About the young Redeemer's head, What wonders, and what glories meet! An unknown star arose, and led The eastern sages to his feet. 3 Simeon and Anna both conspire The infant Saviour to proclaim; Inward they felt the sacred fire, And bless'd the babe, and own'd his name. 4 Let Jews and Greeks blaspheme aloud, And treat the holy child with scorn; Our souls adore th' eternal God, Who condescended to be born.] HYMN 137. L. M. Gloucester. [*] Miracles in the Life, Death, and Resurrection of Christ. 1 BEHOLD, the blind their sight receive! Behold, the dead awake, and live! The dumb speak wonders! and the lame -2 Thus does th' eternal Spirit own, And seal the mission of the Son; The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding on the cross. e 3 He dies!-the heavens in mourning stood! • He rises-and appears a God! o Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed, no more to die. -4 Hence and for ever from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart; And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine. HYMN 138. L. M. Blendon. 1 Leeds. [*] THIS o Jehovah here resolves to shew What his almighty grace can do. -2 This remedy did wisdom find, To heal diseases of the mind o This sovereign balm, whose virtues can Restore the ruin'd creature, man. -3 The gospel bids the dead revive; Dry bones are rais'd, and cloth'd afresh, 5 Lions and beasts of savage name e While the wide world esteems it strange, HYMN 139. L. M. Sicilian. Pleyel's. [*] ̧ 1 MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such def'rence to thy Father's willSuch love, and meekness so divine I would transcribe and make them mine. p 3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Witness'd the fervour of thy prayer; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy vict'ry too. -4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear More of thy gracious image here! Then God, the Judge, shall own my name, Amongst the foll'wers of the Lamb. HYMN 140. C. M. Mear. [*] GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the vail, and see The saints above, how great their joys, p 2 Once they were mourning here below, o Ascribe their conquest to the LambTheir triumph to his death. --4 They mark'd' the footsteps he had trod; (His zeal inspir'd their breast ;) And, foll'wing their incarnate God, 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, HYMN 141. C. M. St. Martin's. [*] 1 But brings his graces down to sense, 2 My eyes and ears shall bless his name; |