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368. P. M. 11 s. 5s. Sapphic.
The everlasting Spring.

OLD hoary winter now has ceas'd his raging,
And all his storms and blasts are hush'd in silence;
And in return the mild and gentle spring comes,

Blooming with verdure.

2 All nature smiles amid the


creation : A brilliant scene of beauty now approaches ; The loves and graces in their softest accents

Breathe forth sweet music.


If such delights from the gay decorations
Of smiling spring and a few opening flowers,
Whose short-liv'd glories soon are gone and blasted,

Their beauty fading :

4 Rise then, ye ransom'd, and sing forth the grandeur Of spring immortal, when the great arch-angel With his shrill trumpet bursts the gloomy mansions

Of the redeemed.

5 Then shall the mortal put on the immortal, Cloth'd in white robes they shall ascend to Jesus, Where he in triumph on his throne of glory

Bids a sweet welcome.

6 Hark! how the grand celestial chorus echoes Through the wide arch, when all the mighty seraphs With golden harps, in accents so melodious

Shout the Redeemer !


P. M.

10 s. 11 s.

Salvation to God and the Lamb.

1 REJOICE evermore, with angels above,

In Jesus's power, in Jesus's love;
With glad exultation your triumph proclaim,

Ascribing salvation to God and the Lamb.
2 Thou, Lord, our relief in trouble hast been;

Hast sav'd us from grief, hast say'd us from sin; The power of thy Spirit can set our hearts free, And we shall inherit all fulness in Thee.

3 All fulness of peace, all fulness of joy,

And spiritual bliss that never can cloy ;
To us it is given in Jesus to know,
A kingdom of heaven, a heaven below.


L. M.

Six Line.

Jesus, who is the Christ.

1 COME, O thou universal good!

Balm of the wounded conscience, come! The hungry, dying spirit's food!

The weary, wand'ring pilgrim's home; Haven to take the shipwreck'd in,

My everlasting rest from sin ! 2 Come, O my comfort and delight!

My strength, and health, and shield, and sun ; My boast, my confidence, and might,

My joy, my glory, and my crown; My gospel-hope, my calling's prize, My tree of life, my paradise.

371. P. M.

11 s. Confidence in God's grace. Psa. xxiii.

1 THE Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know;

I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when opprest.

2 Through th’ valley and shadow of death though I stray,

Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay, No harm can befal, with my

Comforter near.

3 In th' midst of affliction my table is spread;

With blessings unmeasur'd my cup runneth o'er; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head; O, what shall I ask of thy providence more ?,

4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God,

Still follow my steps till i meet Thee above; I seek,-by the path which my forefathers trod

Thro' th' land of their sojourn,—thy kingdom of love.

372. C. M.

Christ's Invitation.
1 THE Saviour calls ! let every ear

Attend the heavenly sound !
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fears!

Hope smiles reviving round.
2 For every thirsting, longing heart,

Here streams of bounty flow V;
And life, and health and bliss impart

To banish mortal woe.
3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise

To ease your every pain;
Immortal fountain! full supplies !

Nor shall you thirst in vain.

4 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice;

The gracious call obey; Mercy invites to heavenly joys,

And can you yet delay?
5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ;

To Thee let sinners fly,
And take the bliss thy love imparts,

And drink and never die.

373. L. M. The Gospel feast. Luke xiv. 17, 18, 21, 23. 1 COME, sinners, to the gospel feast,

Let every soul be Jesus' guest;
Ye need not one be left behind,

For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 "Have me excus'd !” why will you say?

From health, and life, and liberty ;
From all that is in Jesus given,

From pardon, holiness, and heaven.
3 Come then, ye souls, by sin oppress’d,

Ye weary wand'rers after rest,
Ye poor and maimed, halt and blind,

In Christ an hearty welcome find.
4 See him set forth before your eyes !

Behold the bleeding sacrifice!
His boundless love doth all embrace,

We freely now are sav'd by grace. 5 Ye, who believe his record true,

Shall sup with him and he with you; Come to the feast, you're sav'd from sin, And Jesus waits to take you in.

374. P. M. 7 s. 6s.

Faith in God. Psa. xxyii. 1 GOD is my strong salvation,

What foe have I to fear ?
In darkness and temptation,

My light, my help is near:
Though hosts encamp around me,

Firm to the fight I stand;
What terror can confound me,

With God at my right hand ? 2 Place on the Lord reliance,

My soul, with courage wait; His truth be thine affiance,

When faint and desolate : His might thine heart shall strengthen,

His love thy joy increase ; Mercy thy days shall lengthen ;

The Lord will give thee peace.


C. M. 66 We are come to Mount Zion." 1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord,

The tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunders of that word

Which God on Sinai spoke; But we are come to Zion's hill,

The city of our God, Where milder words declare his will,

And spread his love abroad. 2 Behold th' innumerable host

Of angels cloth'd in light ! Behold the spirits of the just,

Whose faith is turn'd to sight!

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