3 Thou gavest me to speak thy word,

In the appointed hour :
I have proclaim'd my dying Lord,

And felt thy Spirit's power. 4 Superior to my foes I stood,

Above their smile or frown : On all the strangers to thy blood

With pitying love look down.
5 O let me have thy presence still,

Set as a flint my face,
To show the counsel of thy will,

Which saves a world by grace! 6 O never let me blush to own

The glorious gospel word; Which saves a world through faith alone,

Faith in a dying Lord ! 470 Ashford-p. 124.] S. M. “I

THE good fight have fought,"

O when shall I declare ! The victory by my Saviour got

I long with Paul to share. 2 O may I triumph so,

When all my warfare 's past ; And dying, find my latest foe

Under my feet at last !
3 This blessed word be mine,

Just as the port is gain’d :
Kept by the power of grace divine,

I have the faith maintain’d.” 4 Th’ apostles of my Lord,

To whom it first was given,
They could not speak a greater word,

Nor all the saints in heaven.

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471 Arabiap. 51.] C. M.

ET Zion's watchmen all awake,

Now let them from the mouth of God

Their awful charge receive.
2 'Tis not a cause of small import,

The pastor's care demands;
But what might fill an angel's heart,

And fill'd a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord

Did heavenly bliss forego !
For souls, which must for ever live

In raptures, or in wo:
4 And to the great tribunal haste,

Th' account to render there ; And shouldst thou strictly mark our faults,

Lord, where should we appear ! 5 May they that Jesus whom they preach,

Their own Redeemer see;
And watch thou daily o'er their souls,

That they may watch for thee.
472 Luton—p. 74.] L. M.

me to shame, reproach, disgrace, Arm me with all thine armour now; Set like a flint my steady face,

Harden to adamant my brow.
2 Bold may I wax, exceeding bold,

My high commission to perform,
Nor shrink thy harshest truths t' unfold ;

But more than meet the gathering storm. 3 Adverse to earth’s rebellious throng,

Still may I turn my fearless face; Stand as an iron pillar strong,

And steadfast as a wall of brass.


4 Give me thy might, thou God of power :

Then let or men or fiends assail, Strong in thy strength I'll stand, a tower

Impregnable to earth or hell. 473 Marion—p. 162.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s.

LIVE me the faith which can remove Gledhinhh the

mountaih tova plain"; Give me the childlike, praying love,

Which longs to build thy house again :
Thy love let it my heart o’erpower,
And all my simple soul devour.
2 I want an even, strong desire,

I want a calmly-fervent zeal,
To save poor souls out of the fire,

To snatch them from the verge of hell,
And turn them to a pard’ning God,
And quench the brands in Jesus' blood.
3 I would the precious time redeem,

And longer live for this alone,
To spend, and to be spent, for them

Who have not yet my Saviour known;
Fully on these my mission prove,
And only breathe, to breathe thy love.
4 My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord,

Into thy blessed hands receive ;
And let me live to preach thy word ;

And let me to thy glory live;
My every sacred moment spend
In publishing the sinner's Friend.
5 Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart

With boundless charity divine !
So shall I all my strength exert,

And love them with a zeal like thine ,
And lead them to thy open side,
The sheep for whom their Shepherd died.

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474 Willowbyp. 191.] 4th P. M. 886,886.

ESUS, thou soul of all our joys,


And all our strength exert, Vouchsafe the grace we humbly claim, Compose in a thankful frame,

And tune thy people's heart.
2 While in the heavenly work we join,
Thy glory be our whole design,

Thy glory, not our own :-
Still let us keep our end in view,
And still the pleasing task pursue,

To please our God alone.
3 The secret pride, the subtle sin,
O let it never more steal in,

T'offend thy glorious eyes!
To desecrate our hallow'd strain,
And make our solemn service vain,

And mar our sacrifice.
4 To magnify thy awful name,
To spread the honours of the Lamb,

Let us our voices raise;
Our souls' and bodies' powers unite,
Regardless of our own delight,

Ånd dead to human praise.
5 Still let us on our guard be found,
And watch against the power of sound

With sacred jealousy :
Lest, haply, sense should damp our zeal,
And music's charms bewitch and steal

Our heart away from thee.

6 That hurrying strife far off remove,
That noisy burst of selfish love,

Which swells the formal song;
The joy from out our hearts arise,
And speak and sparkle in our eyes,

And vibrate on our tongue.
7 Thee let us praise, our common Lord,
And sweetly join with one accord

Thy goodness to proclaim ;
Jesus, thyself in us reveal,
And all our faculties shall feel

Thy harmonizing name.
8 With calmly-reverential joy,
O let us all our lives employ

In setting forth thy love!
And raise in death our triumph higher,
And sing, with all the heavenly choir,

That endless song above.
475 Axbridge—p. 17.] C. M.

NCE more we come before our God;

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O may not duty seem a load,

Nor worship prove a task !
2 Father, thy quick’ning Spirit send

From heaven, in Jesus' name,
To make our waiting minds attend,

And put our souls in frame.
3 May we receive the word we hear,

Each in an honest heart;
And keep the precious treasure there,

And never with it part.
4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose,

To each thy blessings suit,
And let the seed thy servant sows

Produce abundant fruit.

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