A TAVI VI

And, while I listened to your song,

Your streams had e'en conveyed me there. 3 Lord! I adore thy matchless grace,

That warned me of that dark abyss; That drew me from those treacherous seas, And bade me seek superior bliss.

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I stretch my hands, and glance mine eyes; Oh! for the pinions of a dove,

To bear me to the upper skies.

5 There, from the bosom of my God,
Oceans of endless pleasure roll;

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There would I fix my last abode,
And drown the sorrows of my soul.

HYMN 306, S. M.

Rejoicing.

mf 1 NOW let our voices join

To raise a sacred song;

Ye pilgrims! in Jehovah's ways,
With music pass along.

2 See-flowers of paradise,
In rich profusion, spring;
The sun of glory gilds the path,
And dear companions sing.

8 See-Salem's golden spires,
In beauteous prospect, rise;

And brighter crowns than mortals wear,
Which sparkle through the skies.

4 All honor to his name,

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Who marks the shining way,-
To him, who leads the pilgrims on
To realms of endless day.

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HYMN 307, C. M.

Salvation welcomed.

ALVATION! Oh! the joyful sound;
'Tis pleasure to our ears;-

A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;

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But we arise, by grace divine,
To see a heavenly day.

3 Salvation!-let the echo fly

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The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

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HYMN 308, 78.

Darkness turned to Light.

OUNDLESS glory, Lord! be thine;
Thou hast made the darkness shine;
Thou hast sent a cheering ray;
Thou hast turned our night to day.

2 Darkness long involved us round,
Till we knew the joyful sound;
Then our darkness fled away,—
Chased by truth's effulgent ray.

3 They are blessed, and none beside,-
They, who in the truth abide;

Clear, the light that marks their way-
Leading to eternal day.

4 Guide us, Saviour! through the road,
Till we reach the saints' abode;
Till we see thee throned above,
As thou art,-the God of love.

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HYMN 309, C. M.

Returning to Zion.

SING, all ye ransomed of the Lord!
Your great Deliverer sing:

Ye pilgrims! now, for Zion bound,
Be joyful in your King.

2 See the fair way his hand hath made;—
How peaceful and how plain!
The simplest traveler need not err,
Nor seek the path in vain.

3 A hand divine shall lead you on,
Through all the blissful road;
Till to the sacred mount you rise,
And see your smiling God.

4 Bright garlands of immortal joy
Shall bloom on every head;

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While sorrow, sighing, and distress,
Like shadows, all are fled.

5 March on, in your Redeemer's strength;
Pursue his footsteps still;

With joyful hope, still fix your eye
On Zion's heavenly hill.

HYMN 310, S. M.

Submission to Christ.

JESUS! I come to thee,

A sinner doomed to die;
My only refuge is thy cross,-
Here at thy feet I lie.

2 Can mercy reach my case,
And all my sins remove?
Break, O my God! this heart of stone,
And melt it by thy love.

3 Too long my soul has gone,
Far from my God, astray;

I've sported on the brink of hell,
In sin's delusive way.

4 But, Lord! my heart is fixed,-
I hope in thee alone;

Break off the chains of sin and death,
And bind me to thy throne.

5 Thy blood can cleanse my heart,
Thy hand can wipe my tears;—
Oh! send thy blessed Spirit down,
To banish all my fears.

6 Then shall my soul arise,

From sin and Satan free;
Redeemed from hell and every foe,
I'll trust alone in thee.

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HYMN 311, C. M.

Self-Dedication.

ELCOME, O Saviour! to my heart;
Possess thine humble throne;

Bid every rival hence depart,
And claim me for thine own.

2 The world and Satan I forsake,
To thee, I all resign;

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My longing heart, O Jesus! take,
And fill with love divine.

3 Oh! may I never turn aside,
Nor from thy bosom flee;

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Let nothing here my heart divide,-
I give it all to thee.

HYMN 312, C. M.

Prayer for the Spirit of Adoption.

SPIRIT

RIT of holiness! look down,
Our fainting hearts to cheer;
And, when we tremble at thy frown,
Oh! bring thy comforts near.

2 The terrors thy convictions wrought,
Oh! let thy grace remove;

And may the souls, which thou hast taught
To weep, now learn to love.

8 Now let thy saving mercy heal

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The wounds it made before;

Now on our hearts impress thy seal,
That we may doubt no more.

Complete the work thou hast begun,
And make our darkness light,—
That we a glorious race may run,
Till faith be lost in sight.

5 Then, as our wandering eyes discern
The Lord's unclouded face,
In fitter language, we shall learn
To sing triumphant grace.

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HYMN 313, C. M.

Old Things passed away.

ET earthly minds the world pursue,
It has no charms for me;

Once I admired its trifles too,

But grace hath set me free.

2 Its joys can now no longer please,
Nor e'en content afford;

Far from my heart be joys like these,
For I have seen the Lord.

8 As, by the light of opening day,

The stars are all concealed;

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So earthly pleasures fade away,
When Jesus is revealed.

4 Creatures no more divide my choice,
I bid them all depart;

His name, his love, his gracious voice,
Have fixed my roving heart.

5 But may I hope, that thou wilt own
A worthless worm like me?

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Dear Lord! I would be thine alone,
And wholly live to thee.

HYMN 314, C. M.

The full Purpose.

IN all my Lord's appointed ways,
My journey I'll pursue ;

Hinder me not,-ye much-loved saints!
For I must go with you.

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Hinder me not!-shall be my cry,
Though earth and hell oppose.

3 Through duty, and through trials too,
I'll go at his command;

Hinder me not, for I am bound

To my Iminanuel's land.

4 And, when my Saviour calls me home, Still this my cry shall be,-

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Hinder me not,-come, welcome, death!
I'll gladly go with thee.

HYMN 315, 8s and 7s.

Redeeming Love.

COME, thou Fount of every blessing!
Tune my heart to grateful lays;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
2 Teach me some melodious measure,
Sung by raptured saints above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure,
While I sing redeeming love.

8 Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;