2 Rejoice-the Saviour reigns!

The God of truth and love; When he had purg'd our stains, He took his seat above:

Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.

3 His kingdom cannot fail;

He rules air, earth, and heaven: The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus given: Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.

4 He all his foes will quell,

Will all our sins destroy; And every bosom swell,

With pure seraphic joy: Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice.

2 O happy souls, who pray, Where God appoints to hear; O happy men, who pay Their constant service there! They praise thee still! And happy they

Who love the way To Zion's hill.

3 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears,

Till each arrives at length,

Till each in heaven appears:

O glorious seat,

When God our king

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Shall thither bring

Our willing feet.

A Blessing humbly requested.

1 Lord, we come before thee now;
At thy feet we humbly bow;
Oh do not our suit disdain !

Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend;
In compassion, now descend;
Fill our hearts with thy rich grace;
Tune our lips to sing thy praise.

3 In thine own appointed way,

Now we seek thee, here we stay;
Lord we know not how to go,
Till a blessing thou bestow.

4 Send some message from thy word,
That may joy and peace afford;
Let thy Spirit now impart
Full salvation to each heart.

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The penitent pleading for mercy. 1 Depth of mercy!-can there be Mercy still reserved for me! Can my God his wrath forbear? Me, the chief of sinners spare 2 I have long withstood his grace; Long provoked him to his face; Would not hear his gracious calls; Grieved him by a thousand falls.

3 Jesus, answer from above:

Is not all thy nature love?
Wilt thou not the wrong forget?-
Lo, I fall before thy' feet.

4 Now incline me to repent!
Let me now my fall lament!
Deeply my revolt deplore!
Weep, believe, and sin no more.

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Invitation to the heavy laden.

1 Pilgrim, burden'd with thy sin, Haste to Zion's gate to-day; There, till mercy let thee in,

Knock, and weep, and watch, and pray.

2 Knock-for mercy lends an ear; Weep-she marks the sinner's sigh; Watch-till heavenly light appear;

Pray-she hears the mourner's cry.

3 Mourning Pilgrim! what for thee
In this world can now remain ?
Seek that world from which shall flee
Sorrow, shame, and tears and pain.

4 Sorrow shall for ever fly;

Shame shall never enter there; Tears be wiped from every eye; Pain in endless bliss expire.

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The sinner warned.

1 Sinner! rouse thee from thy sleep,
Wake-and o'er thy folly weep;
Raise thy spirit, dark and dead;
Jesus waits his light to shed.

2 Wake from sleep, arise from death,
See the bright and living path:
Watchful tread that path; be wise;-
Leave thy folly, seek the skies.

3 Leave thy folly, cease from crime,
From this hour redeem thy time;
Life secure without delay,
Evil is the mortal day.

4 Be not blind, and foolish still,
Called of Jesus, learn his will:
Jesus calls from death and night,
Jesus waits to shed his light.

290. Self-Examination.

1 'Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious doubtDo I love the Lord, or no,

Am I his, or am I not?

2 If I pray, or hear, or read,
Sin is mix'd with all I do;
You who love the Lord indeed,
Tell me is it thus with you?
3 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my sin a grief and thrall;
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all!

4 Lord decide the doubtful case!
Thou who art thy people's Sun:
Shine upon thy work of grace,
If it be indeed begun.

5 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray;

If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to-day.

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Choosing the Heritage of God's People.

1 People of the living God,

I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod,

Peace and comfort nowhere found.

2 Now to you my spirit turns,
Turns, a fugitive unblessed;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O receive me into rest.

3 Lonely I no longer roam,

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave; Where you dwell shall be my home, Where die shall be my grave;

you

4 Mine the God whom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine; Earth can fill my heart no more, Every idol I resign.

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Spiritual Nourishment from Christ.

1 Bread of heaven! on thee we feed,

For thy flesh is meat indeed:

Ever let our souls be fed

With this true and living bread!

2 Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice:

Lord, thy wounds our healing give;
To thy cross we look and live.

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The Saviour's invitation.

1 Come! said Jesus' sacred voice,

Come, and make my paths your choice:
I will guide you to your home-
Weary pilgrims! hither come.

2 Hither come-for here is found
Balm for every bleeding wound,
Peace, which ever shall endure--
Rest, eternal-sacred-sure!

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to his

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sa cred rest:

The Song of Jubilee.

1 Hark! the song of jubilee, Loud-as mighty thunders roar; Or the fulness of the sea,

When it breaks upon the shore

2 See Jehovah's banners furled! Sheathed his sword :-he speaks-'tis done! Now the kingdoms of this world

Are the kingdom of his Son.

3 He shall reign from pole to pole,
With supreme, unbounded sway:
He shall reign, when, like a scroll,
Yonder heavens have passed away!

4 Hallelujah! for the Lord,

God omnipotent shall reign: Hallelujah!-let the word

Echo round the earth and main.

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The praises of children.

1 Glory to the Father give,

God, in whom we move and live;
Children's prayers he deigns to hear,
Children's songs delight his ear.

2 Glory to the Son we bring,

Christ our Prophet, Priest and King;
Children, raise your sweetest strain
To the Lamb, for he was slain.
3 Glory to the Holy Ghost;

Be this day a Pentecost;
Children's minds may he inspire,
Touch their lips with holy fire.

4 Glory in the highest be
To the blessed Trinity,

For the gospel from above,

For the word, that, " God is love."

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A Morning Hymn.

1 Now the shades of night are gone;
Now the morning light is come;
Lord, may we be thine to-day,
Drive the shades of sin away.

2 Fill our souls with heavenly light,
Banish doubt, and cleanse our sight;
In thy service, Lord, to-day,
Help us labor, help us pray.

3 Keep our haughty passions bound;
Save us from our foes around;
Going out, and coming in,
Keep us safe from every sin.

4 When our work of life is past,
O receive us then at last!
Night of sin will be no more,
When we reach the heavenly shore.
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The Songs and Bliss of Heaven.

1 High in yonder realms of light,
Dwell the raptured saints above:
Far beyond our feeble sight,
Happy in Immanuel's love.

2 Pilgrims in this vale of tears,
Once they knew, like us below,
Gloomy doubts, distressing fears,
Torturing pain, and heavy woe.
3 Mid the chorus of the skies,
Mid th' angelic lyres above,
Hark! their songs melodious rise.
Songs of praise to Jesus' love:
4 Happy spirits! ye are fled

Where no grief can entrance findLulled to rest the aching head, Soothed the anguish of the mind.