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În presenting this collection of hymns to the Wesleyan Methodist Connection, and the public, the Publisher deems it proper to advert to the process by which it has been brought into existence. At the organization of the Connection, which was by a Convention held at Utica, New York, May, 1843, there was an understanding that a Hymn Book would soon be issued suited to the wants of the Connection ; and the expectation thus created led to such pressing calls for the book from different sections of the country, that the Publisher was led to put it to press without bestowing upon it that amount of labor necessary to make the work what it was desired it should be.

The first General Conference which assembled in Cleveland, Ohio, October, 1844, wishing fully to meet the wants of the Connection, ordered a new book to be compiled and published. To ensure a faithful execution of their design, the Conference appointed the Rev. Cyrus PRINDLE to compile the work, and prepare it for the press. It has been a work of much labor and difficulty, and of the ability and fidelity with which he has discharged the responsibilities committed to him, the work itself furnishes the best possible proof. It is a collection of hymns thus officially originated that the Publisher now présents to the Connection and the public.


The following are the principal points in which the present book is an improvement upon the for

First, it contains a greater number and better variety of hymns ; secondly, the hymns are more perfectly classified and arranged ; thirdly, the typographical errors which occurred in the former book, have been avoided in this ; fourthly, the Index has been improved by rendering it more perfectly alphabetical, and by giving the metre of each hymn in the Index.

The Publisher feels confident that in presenting the present volume to the Connection, from which to sing the high praises of God, he offers them a work not surpassed by any of the kind yet published. He will only add, that it is his most fervent prayer that those who shall sing the praises of God from this book, may do it with clean hands, pure minds, and fervent spirits, making melody in their hearts to the Lord.

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New York, July 1, 1845.




HYMN 1. L. M. [1] ETERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God; Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds: 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings: And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker' too ! From sin and dust to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High! 4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, And worms have learnt to lisp thy name; But oh! the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind ! 5 God is in heaven, and men below: Be short our tunes; our words be few ! A solemn reverence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues.

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HYMN 2. C. M. [10]
FATHER, how wide thy glories shine!

How high thy wonders rise !
Known thro' the earth by thousand signs,

By thousands through the skies:
Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power;

Their motions speak thy skill; And on the wings of every hour

We read thy patience still.
2 Part of thy name divinely stands

On all thy creatures writ;
They show the labor of thy hands,

Or impress of thy feet:
But when we view thy strange design

To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join

In their divinest forms -
3 Here the whole Deity is known-

Nor dares a creature guess,
Which of the glories brightest shone,

The justice or the grace:
Now the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heavenly plains;
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name,

And try their choicest strains.
4 O may I bear some humble part

In that immortal song!
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,

And love command my tongue,
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

Who sweetly all agree
To save a world of sinners lost

Eternal glory be.

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HYMN 3. L. M. [368.] WHERE can we hide, or whither fly, Lord, to escape thy piercing eye? With thee it is not day and night, But darkness shineth as the light. 2 Where'er we go, whate'er pursue, Our ways are open to thy view; Our motives read, our thoughts explored, Our hearts revealed to thee, O Lord. 3 Is there, throughout all worlds, one spot, One lonely wild, where thou art not? The hosts of heaven enjoy thy care, And those of hell know thou art there 4 Awake, asleep, where none intrude, Or ’midst the thronging multitude, In every land, on every sea, We are surrounded still with thee.

HYMN 4. C. M. [10] ETERNAL Wisdom! thee we praise,

Thee the creation sings; With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills and seas

And heaven's high palace rings. 2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky,

How glorious to behold!
Ting’d with a blue of heavenly dye,

And starr'd with sparkling gold. 3 There thou hast bid the globes of light

Their endless circuits run ;
There the pale planets rule the night,

The day obeys the sun.
4 If down I turn my wond'ring eyes

On clouds and storms below;

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