4 When from his courts the fun retires, [RIPPON'S COLL.] HYMN CCXXXI. L. M. For Charity Lectures. GR REAT author of th' immortal mind, 2 While I thy boundless love admire, To cheer thy friends and enemies ; 4 Enlarge my foul, with love, like thine; 5 I hope for pardon, thro' thy fon, 1 HYMN CCXXXII. L. M. [GIBBONS.] WHEN ? HEN Jefus dwelt in mortal clay, What were his works from day to day, But miracles of pow'r and grace, That fpread falvation thro' our race 2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern; and thy fteps pursue ; While alms bestow'd and kindness done Is witnefs'd by each rolling fun. HYMN CCXXXIII. S. M. * [BEDMORE.] Love as Brethren. IET party names no more, The chriftian world o'erfpread; ! 2 Among the faints on earth, * Let mutual love be found 3 Let envy, child of hell, Be banifh'd far away; Thofe fhould in fweeteft friendship dwell, 4 Then will the church below, Refemble that above; Where ftreams of pleafure ever flow, HYMN CCXXXIV. C. M. [COWPER.] Evangelical obedience. NO ftrength of nature can fuffice, To ferve the Lord aright; And what she has, the mifapplies, For want of clearer light. 2 How long beneath the law I lay, I toil'd, the precept to obey, 3 Then to abstain from outward fin, 4 Then all my fordid works were done, Now freely chofen in thy' Son, 5 What fhall I do? was then the word, What fhall I render to the Lord? 6 To fee the law by Chrift fulfill'd, HYMN CCXXXV. C. M. [STEELE.] AND is the gofpel peace and love? Such let our converfation be; The ferpent blended with the dove, Wifdom and meek fimplicity. 2 Whene'er the angry paffions rise, And tempt our thoughts or tongues to ftrife; To Jefus let us lift our eyes, Bright pattern of the chriftian life. 3 O how benevolent and kind! How mild! how ready to forgive! To do his heav'nly father's will, HYMN CCXXXVI. c. M. [STERLE.] YE humble fouls approach your God, 7 All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move; But nobler benefits declare 3 He gave his fon, his only fon, To ranfom rebel worms; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known, In its diviner forms. TO 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, A fafe defence, a peaceful home, 5 Thine eye beholds with kind regard 6 Great God, to thy almighty love, HYMN CCXXXVII. P. M. [RICHARDS.] Praife. ! SHOUT Jehovah ftrong in battle, Count the vict'ries he hath won; Sing the Saviour's mighty conquefts, Praise him, praise him, cry tis done : He hath finish'd, finifh'd, finifh'd, he hath What his love ere worlds begun, [ finish'a 2 Give to Jefus pow'r, and glory, |