HYMN 288. L. M.
Uncharitable Judgment.
ALL-Knowing God! 'tis thine to know
The springs whence wrong opinions flow;
To judge from principles within,
When frailty errs, and when we sin.
2 Who, among men, high Lord of all,
Thy servants to his bar may call?
Decide of heresy, and shake
A brother o'er the flaming lake?
3 Who, with another's eye, can read ?
Or worship by another's creed?
Revering thy command alone,
We humbly seek and use our own.
4 If wrong, forgive; accept, if right,
Whilst faithful we obey our light;
And cens'ring none, are zealous still
To follow, as to learn, thy will.
5 When shall our happy eyes behold
Thy people, fashion'd in thy mould?
And charity our lineage prove,
Deriv'd from thee, O God of love?
HYMN 289. L. M.
Christ our Example.
AND is the gospel peace and love?
Such let our conversation be;
The serpent blended with the dove,
Wisdom and meek simplicity.
2 Whene'er the angry passions rise,
And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife,
To Jesus let us lift our eyes,
Bright Pattern of the Christian life.
O how benevolent and kind!
How mild, how ready to forgive!
Be this the temper of our mind,
And these the rules by which we live.
4 To do his heavenly Father's will Was his employment and delight; Humility and holy zeal
Shone through his life divinely bright.
5 Dispensing good where'er he came,
The labours of his life were love;
Then, if we bear the Saviour's name,
By his example let us move.
6 But ab, how blind, how weak we are!
How frail, how apt to turn aside !
Lord, we depend upon thy care,
We ask thy spirit for our guide.
7 Thy fair example may we trace,
To teach us what we ought to be;
Make us, by thy transforming grace,
O Saviour, daily more like thee.
HYMN 290. C. M.
The New Creation.
ATTEND, whilst God's exalted Son,
Doth his own glories shew;
"Behold I sit upon my throne,
Creating all things new!
2 Old things are wholly pass'd away,
And the first Adam dies;
My hands a new foundation lay;
See the new world arise!
3 I'll be a Sun of righteousness
To the new heavens I make ;
None but the new-born heirs of grace
My glories shall partake."
4 Mighty Redeemer, set me free
From my old state of sin;
O make my soul alive to thee,
Create new pow'rs within!
5 Renew my eyes, and form my ears,
And mould my heart afresh ;
Give me new passions, joys and fears,
And turn the stone to flesh.
6 Far from the regions of the dead,
From sin, and earth, and hell,
In the new world, which grace hath made,
I would forever dwell.
HYMN 291. L. M.
Glory in the Cross.
AT thy command, our blessed Lord,
Here we attend thy dying feast;
Thy blood, like wine, adorns thy board,
And thy own flesh feeds ev'ry guest.
2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love,
And trusts for life in One that died ;
We hope for heavenly crowns above,
From a Redeemer crucified.
3 Let the vain world pronounce its shame,
And fling its scandals on the cause;
We come to boast our Saviour's name,
And make our triumph in his cross.
4 With joy, we tell the scoffing age,
He that was dead has left his tomb;
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till he come.
HYMN 292. L. M.
Temptation without and within.
AWAKE, my soul, lift up thine eyes,
See how thy foes against thee rise,
In long array, a num'rous host;
Awake my soul, or thou art lost!
2 See how rebellious passions rage,
And fierce desires, and lusts engage;
See pleasure's silken banners spread,
And willing souls are captive led!
3 I tread upon enchanted ground,
Perils and snares beset me round;
O let me then guard ev'ry part;
But most the traitor in my heart!
4 O teach thy servant how to wield,
Blest Saviour, thy immortal shield!
Put on thy armour from above,
Of heavenly truth, and heavenly love. 5 The terror and the charm repel,
The smiles of earth, the frowns of hell;
The tempter once thou didst subdue;
O make me more than conqu'ror too! MRS. BARBAULD.
HYMN 293. Hallelujah Metre.
The Lord's Day Morning.
AWAKE, our drowsy souls!
Shake off each slothful band!
The wonders of this day
Our noblest songs demand. Auspicious morn, thy blissful rays, Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise! 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resign'd
The glorious Prince of life,
In the dark vault confin'd.
Th' angelic host around him bends,
And, midst their sbouts, the Lord ascends.
All bail, triumphant Lord!
Heaven with hosanna rings;
Whilst earth, in humbler strains,
Thy praise responsive sings.
Worthy art thou, who once wast slain,
Thro' endless years to live and reign.
4 Gird on, great King, thy sword,
Ascend thy conqu❜ring car,
Whilst justice, truth and love
Maintain the glorious war.
Victorious thou, thy foes shalt tread,
And sin and death in triumph lead.
Make bare thy potent arm,
And wing th' unerring dart,
With salutary pangs
To each rebellious heart.
Then dying souls for life shall sue,
Num'rous as drops of morning dew.
WAKE, our souls; away, our fears;
Let ev'ry trembling thought begone:
Awake, and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on!
2 True, 'tis a straight and thorny road;
And mortal spirits tire and faint,
If they forget the mighty God,
Who feeds the strength of ev'ry saint:
3 The mighty God, whose pow'rful hand
Has matchless works of wonder done;
And shall endure, whilst endless years
Their everlasting circles run.
4 From him, the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a rich supply;
Whilst those who trust their native strength
Shall melt away, and droop and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode ;
On wings of love our souls will fly,
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.
HYMN 295. L. M.
Benefit of Ordinances.
AWAY from ev'ry mortal care,
Away from earth, our souls retreat;
We leave this worthless world afar,
And wait and worship near thy seat.
2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace,
We bow before thee and adore ;
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