HYMN 275. L. M.

Divine Grace Implored. THE God who once to Israel spoke,

1 From Sinai's top, in fire and smoke, In gentier strains of gospel grace, . Invites us now to seek his face. 2 Hark! how from Calvary it sounds ; From the Redeemer's bleeding wounds; “ Pardon and grace 1 freely give, Poor sinner, look to me and live." 3 What other arguments can move The heart that slights a Saviour's love ! Yet till Almighty pow'r constrain, This matchless love is preach'd in vain. 4 O Saviour, let that pow'r be felt, And cause each stony heart to melt! Deeply impress upon our youth The light and force of gospel truth. 5 How will they else thy presence bear, When, as a Judge, thou shalt appear; When slighted love to wrath shall turn, And the whole earth like Sinai burn!

HYMN 276. Eights and Sixes.

The Lord's Prayer Imitated. TATHER Supreme ! all nature's God, I Display thy majesty abroad,

And in full glory shine ; To thy great name be honors paid, Throughout all worlds which thou has made ;

Let earth the chrus join. 2 Here place thy throne, and at thy feet Make all thy stubborn foes submit,

And own thy sov’reign sway;

Thine influence far and wide extend,
Till haughty rebels lowly bend,

And cheerfully obey.
3 Oh, let thy perfect will be done,
Not by those heav'nly hosts alone,

Who're wing'd with love and zeal ; We too with love and zeal would rise, To catch the ardor of the skies,

And fly to do thy will. 4 O thou, who art both wise and good, We trust thee for our daily food,

And what thou seest is best ; Our foolish wishes, Lord, deny, But kindly nature's wants supply ;

To thee we leave the rest.
5 Teach us the needy to relieve ;
Our foes to pity and forgive,

And conquer them with love ;
As we to others mercy show,
Thy mercy, Lord, on us bestow,

And all our guilt remove.
6 Let thy good Spirit guard our hearts,
Against the tempter's guileful arts,

And ev'ry dang'rous snare ; Or if we once should go astray, Teach us again to find the way,

And walk with better care. 7 Thy name with rev’rence we adore, For thine's the glory, thine the pow'r, .

And thine the right to reign :
In thy dominion we rejoice;
To thy commands our heart and voice

Unite, and say-Amen.

HYMN 277. L. M. The Lord his People's Shepherd. Psalm xxiii. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 1 And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye. 2 My noon-day steps he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend; When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountains pant. 3 To fertile vales and dewy meads, My weary, wand'ring steps he leads; Where peaceful rivers soft and slow, Amid the verdant landskips flow. 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My stedfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still. 5 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade, Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds 1 stray. 6 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden green and herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around.

- HYMN 278. L. M. On being admitted a Member of a Church. MYREAT source of Being, heav'nly King !

Whose eye my inmost thought surveys, To thee, withi grateful joy, I bring My tribute of unequal praise.

2 United to thy chosen flock,
Within thy courts my soul would dwell;
And in thy strength sustain the shock,
Of all the pow’rs in earth or hell.
3 Oh, send thy Spirit from on high,
And sour Church thy blessing proye!
So shall our praises reach the sky,
And every bosom glow with love.
4 Oh, may our Pastor draw from thee,
Daily supplies of heav'nly grace!
And may we in thy temple see,
Thy glorious presence fill the place!
5 Then shall our hearts, our lives, our tongues,
Be consecrated to our God;
Our morning pray’rs, our ev’ning songs,
Shall spread thy wond'rous love abroad.

HYMN 279. L. M.

The Convert. LUAR from thy fold, o God, my feet T Once movid in error's devious maze ; Nor found religious duties sweet, Nor sought thy face, nor lov’d thy ways. 2 With tend'rest voice thon bad'st me flee The paths which thou couldst ne'er approve ; And gently drew my soul to thee, With cords of sweet eternal love. 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly, And low in self.abasement fall; A vile, a helpless worm I lie, And thou, my God, art all in all.' 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart, Than all the joys that earth can give;

From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd part,
Beneath thy countenance to live.
5 And when, in smiling friendship drest,
Death bids me quit this mortal frame,
Gently reclin'd on Jesu's breast,
My latest breath shall bless his name.
6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise,
And soar above yon starry spheres,
Join the full chorus of the skies,
And sing thy praise through endless years.

HYMN 280. C. M.
Prayer for Relief under a body of Sin and Death.
I ORD, what a crowd of anxious cares,
la Disturb my restless breast !
The world's reproach, and Satan's snares,

Leave not a moment's rest.
2 The glorious smiles which once I saw,

O’er all thy face, are hid;
I feel the sentence of thy law,

And all my comforts Hed.
3 Hast thou not said, that where thou art,

There thine shall surely be?
Oh, seal this promise on my heart,

And say, 'twas made for me.
4 Then cares may vex, the world may frown,

They ne'er my peace shall move; For what can weigh that spirit down,

That feels a Saviour's love?
5 Oh, for a taste, by saving faith,

Of his forgiving grace;
When nature draws its parting breath,

And all its cares shall cease?