3 Thy threat'nings wake our slumb'ring eyes,
And warn us where our danger lies ;
But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord,
That makes the guilty conscience clean,
Converts the soul, subdues our sin,
And gives a free, but large, reward.

WATTS.

HYMN 234. Eight. Eight and Six Metre. The Pleasures of Benevolence.

HAIL, source of pleasures ever new!

While thy kind dictates we pursue,

We taste a joy sincere ;

Too high for sordid minds to know,
Who on themselves alone bestow
Their wishes and their care.

2 By thee inspir'd, the gen'rous breast,
In blessing others only blest,
With kindness large and free,
Delights the widow's tear to stay,
To teach the blind the smoothest way,
And aid the feeble knee.

3 O God of love! with pious care,
In others' joys and griefs to share,
Do thou our hearts incline;
Each low, each selfish wish control,
Warm with benevolence our soul,
And make us wholly thine.

BLACKLOCK.

HYMN 235. Eight, Eight and Six Metre.

Tranquillity and Contentment.

F solid happiness we prize,

IF

Within our breast this jewel lies,
And they are fools who roam :

The world has little to bestow;

From our own selves our joys must flow;

Our bliss begins at home.

2 To be resign'd when ills betide, Patient when favours are deny'd, And pleas'd with favours giv'n :

This, gracious God! is wisdom's part,
This is that incense of the heart,

Whose fragrance reaches heaven.

3 Thus thro' life's changing scenes we'll go,
Its chequer'd paths of joy and wo
With cautious steps we'll tread;
Quit its vain scenes without a tear,
Without a trouble or a fear,
And mingle with the dead :

4 While conscience, like a faithful friend,
Shall through the gloomy vale attend,
And cheer our dying breath;

Shall, when all other comforts cease,
Like a kind angel, whisper peace,

And smooth the bed of death.

HYMN 236. L. M.

COTTON.

He shall feed his Flock like a Shepherd. Isa. xl. 10,11.

STR

TRONG is thine hand, Almighty King,
Thy potent arm shall rule for thee ;

Salvation, 'tis thy work to bring,

And thy rewards are rich and free.

2 Like a kind shepherd thou wilt feed
Thy flock, in pastures green and fair ;
To crystal fountains wilt them lead,
And for them ev'ry good prepare.

3 Thine arm shall bear the tender lambs,
And thy soft bosom shall them warm ;
Gently will lead the teeming dams,
And shelter from the wind and storm.

4 Lord, how secure thy folds may rest,
Beneath the shadow of thy wing;

In safety lean upon thy breast,
While all thy saints thy praises sing.

H. BALLOW.

A King shall reign in Righteousness. Is. xxxii. 1, 2, 3.

JESUS, our King, his sceptre sways,
In righteousness divine;

Princes, in judgment, 'tend his ways,
And glories in him shine.

2 This man shall be our hiding place,
A covert from the storm;

And by the riches of his grace
Secure from ev'ry harm.

3 As in a dry and barren place,
Rivers of water flow;
Jesus, the riches of his grace,
Makes fainting mortals know.
4 As a tall shadow of a rock,
Within a weary land,

Is Jesus to his fainting flock;
He guards them with his hand.

5 Clearness of light he will bestow,

Our dimness take away ;

And make us all his goodness know
In an eternal day.

6 There we shall hear the joyful sound,
Salvation in the Lord;

And on the fair celestial ground,

Our thankful

songs record.

HYMN 238. L. M.

H. BALLOU.

The Coming of Christ, or the true Light.
EHOLD the long expected Light!
'Tis Jacob's star, and Jesse's root!

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The sun itself is not so bright;
Nor bears a tree such heavenly fruit.

2 With spreading glories, lo! he comes,
And gloomy darkness flies apace;
He's brighter than ten thousand suns,
With beams of mercy in his face.

3 Sin, now condemn'd, shall cease to be,
The righteous Judge shall bear the sway;
Shall sinners set from bondage free,
And take iniquity away.

4 Roll on, thou glorious Star of light,
Display thy matchless grace abroad;
And chase the darkness of our night,
And bring the nations home to God.

H. BALLOU.

HYMN 239. Hallelujah Metre.

The Kingdom of Christ and its attendant Glories.

COME, sing a Saviour's power,

And praise his mighty name;

His wond'rous love adore,

And chant his growing fame.

Wide o'er the world, a King shall reign;
And righteousness and peace maintain..

2

The sceptre of his grace,

3

He shall for ever wield;

His foes, before his face,

To strength divine shall yield.
The conquest of his truth shall show
What an almighty arm can do.

His alienated sons,

By sin beguil'd, betray'd;

Shall then be born at once,

And willing subjects made.

Such numbers shall his courts adorn,

As dew drops of the vernal morn.

The sound of the Gospel trumpet to a perishing sinful world: Collected from sundry Texts.

2

3

TEAR what a Saviour's voice

HE

To sinners does proclaim,
"O all ye ransom'd souls, rejoice,
In your Redeemer's name!"

Where sin and death ha've reign'd,
And all their power employ'd ;
There is his truth and light maintain'd,
And heav'nly truth enjoy'd.

The needy starving poor
Are fill'd with living bread;
The op'ning of the prison door
Proclaims the captive freed.

4 The thirsty panting soul,

5

That longs for springs of grace,
Beholds celestial waters roll,
And floods of righteousness.

My God, my Saviour too,

I would thy love proclaim ;

Partake of what is brought to view,

And sing thy glorious name.

THE

TURNER.

HE Lord our shepherd feeds his flock,
And shades them with his tow'ring rock;

Our God provides each heavenly good,
And fills our souls with lasting food.
2 Where pastures grow in living green,
And spread a rich and flowing scene ;
There do we rest, when toil o'ercomes,
Inhaling all the sweet perfumes.
3 Where waters of salvation flow,
To cheer the humble vale below,