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Then look propitious from thy throne, And take this temple for thine own. 2 These walls we to thine honour raise [name, Long may they echo in thy praise; And thou, descending, fill the place With the rich tokens of thy grace.

Scatter'd his gifts on men below,
And wide his royal bounties flow
2 Hence sprang the Apostle's honour'd
Sacred beyond heroic fame;
Hence dictates the prophetic sage,
And hence the evangelic page.
3 In lower forms, to bless our eyes,
Pastors from hence and teachers rise;
Who, though with feebler rays they
Still mark a long extended line. [shine,
From Christ their varied gifts derive,
And, fed by him, their graces live;
Whilst, guarded by his potent hand,
Amidst the rage of hell they stand.
5 So shall the bright succession run
Through all the courses of the sun;
Whilst unborn churches, by their care,
Shall rise and flourish large and fair.

6 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall

The spring whence all these blessings

Pastors and people shout his praise,
Through the long round of endless days.


HYMN 100. (L M.)
ATHER of mercies! bow thine ear,
Attentive to our earnest prayer;
We plead for those who plead for thee,
Successful pleaders may they be!
2 How great their work, how vast their

Do thou their anxious souls enlarge;
Their best acquirements are our gain,
We share the blessings they obtain.
3 Clothe, then, with energy divine,
Their words, and let those words be

To them thy sacred truth reveal,
Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal.
4 Teach them to sow the precious seed,
Teach them thy chosen flock to feed;
Teach them immortal souls to gain-
Souls that will well reward their pain.
5 Let thronging multitudes around,
Hear from their lips the joyful sound;
In humble strains thy grace implore,
And feel thy new-creating pow'r.

6 Let sinners break their massy chains,]
Distressed souls forget their pains;

3 Here may the great Redeemer reign,
With all the graces of his train;
While power divine his word attends,
To conquer foes and cheer his friends.
4 And in the last decisive day,
When God the nations shall survey,
May it before the world appear,
Thousands were born for glory here.


HYMN 102.

(L. M.) JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom spread from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more 2 To him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown his head; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice.


People and realms, of ev'ry tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns;
The pris'ner leaps to burst his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.
5 Where he displays his healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more:
In him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
6 Let ev'ry creature rise, and bring
Peculiar honours to our King:
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen.
HYMN 103.
(L. M.)

Psalm cxvii.
ROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise
Jehovah's glorious name be sung
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,

Let light through distant realms be And truth eternal is thy word; [shore,


And Zion rear her drooping head


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Thy praise shall scund from shore to
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
HYMN 104.


(L. M.)

SPIRIT of the Living God!
In all thy plenitude of grace,
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,
Descend on our apostate race!

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2 Give longues of fire and hearts of love,No sacred beams, no radiance mid,

To preach the reconciling word ; Dispel their dreary night. Give power and unction from above, 5 Thou, who didst lighten Zion's hill

Where'er the joyful sound is heard. On Carmel who didst shine, 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light;

Our deserts let thy glory fill, Confusion, order, in thy path;

Thy excellence divine ! Souls without strength inspire with 6 Like Lebanon, in tow'ring pride, might :

May all our forests smile; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. And may our borders blossom wide,

Like Sharon's fruitful soil! 4 Convert the nations ; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record ; HYMN 107.

(II. 6.) The name of Jesus glorify, Till ev'ry people call him Lord.

FROM Greenland's icy mountains, HYMN 105.

(II. 1.) Where Afric's sunny fountains For Missions to the new settlements in

Roll down their golden sand ;

From many an ancient river, the United States.

From many a palmy plain,
WHEN, Lord, to this our Western They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain
Led by thy providential hand,
Our wand'ring fathers came, (youth,

2 What though the spicy breezes Their ancient honies, their friends in Though ev'ry prospect pleases,

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle ; Sent forth the heralds of thy truth,

And only man is vile :
To keep them in thy name.

In vain with lavish kindness
2 Then, through our solitary coast, The gifts of God are strewn ;
The desert features soon were lost; The heathen in his blindness
Thy temples there arose;

Bows down to wood and stone.
Our shores, as culture made them fair, 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
Were hallow'd by thy rites, by pray'r, With wisdom from on high,
And blossom'd as the rose.

Shall we, to men benighted 3 And O! may we repay this debt The lamp of life deny? To regions solitarý yet

Salvation ! oh, Salvation ! Within our spreading land !

The joyful sound proclaim,
There, brethren, fromour
common home, Till each remotest nation

Has learnt Messiah's name !
Still westward, like our fathers, roam ;
Still guided by thy hand.

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
4 Saviour! we own this debt of love: And you, ye waters, roll,
O shed thy Spirit from above,

Till, like a sea of glory
To move each Christian breast; It spreads from pole to pole ;

Till o'er our ransom'd nature
Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim,
And temples rise to fix thy name,

The Lamb for sinners slain,
Through all our desert west. Redeemer, King, Creator,

In bliss returns to reign. HYMN 106.


HYMN 108. (L. M.)
Isaiah XXXV. 2.

For the Jews.
ON Zion, and on Lebanon,
On Carmel's blooming height,

DISOWN'D of heaven, by man op.

prest, On Sharon's fertile plains, once


Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground The glory, pure and bright:

Wherefore should Israel's sons, once 2 'rom thence its mild and cheering ray blest, Stream'd forth from land to land

; Still roam the scoring world around ? And empires now behold its day,

2 Lord ! visit thy forsaken race, And still its beams expand.

Back to thy fold the wand'rers bring; 3 Its brightest splendours, darting west, Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, Our bappy shores illume;

And hail in Christ their promis'd King. Our farther regions, once unblest, 3 The veil of darkness rend in twain Now like a garden bloom :

Which hides their Shiloh's glorious 4 But ah! our desert deep and wild The sever'd elive branch again (light; See not this heavenly light;

Firm to its parent stock unite.


'Hail, glorious day, expected long!

Congregation. When Jew and Greek one prayer Great God, accept their infant songs ; shall pour,

To thee alone their praise belongs. With eager feet one temple throng,

Both. With grateful praise one God adore.

5 Lord, bid this work of love HYMN 109.

(IV. 1.)

Be crown'd with meet success ;
Rev. xv. 3, 4.

May thousands yet unborn,
How wondrous and great

This institution bless : Thy works, God of praise ! Thus shall the praise resound to thee, How just, King of saints,

Now, and through all eternity. And true, are thy ways!

HYMN 111

(III. 1) O who shall not fear thee, And honour thy name!

GLORY to the Father give, Thou only art holy,

God in wliom we move and live Thou only supreme!

Children's prayers he deigns to bear,

Children's songs delight his ear. 2 To nations long dark Thy light shall be shown;

2 Glory to the Son we bring, Their worship and vows

Christ our Prophet, Priest, and Kingi Shall come to thy throne :

Children, raise your sweetest strain, Thy truth and thy judgments

To the Lamb, for he was slain. Shall spread all abroad,

3 Glory to the Holy Ghost, Till earth's ev'ry people

He reclaims the sinner lost; Confess thee their God.

Children's minds may he inspire,

Touch their tongues with holy fire
FOR SUNDAY AND CHARITY 4 Glory in the highest be

To the blessed Trinity,
HYMN 110. (II. 4.) For the Gospel from above,
Children and Congregation.

For the word that “God is Jove."
HYMN 112.

(C. M.) HOME let our voices join, In one glad song of praise ;

THEN Jesus left his heavenly throne

He chose an humble birth;
To God, the God of love,

Like us unhonour'd and unknown, Our grateful hearts we raise :

He came to dwell on earth :

2 Like him, may we be found below To God alone your praisa belongs ;

In wisdom's paths of peace;. His love demands your earliest songs. Like him, in grace and knowledge grow Children.

As years and strength increase. 2 Now we are taught to read

3 Sweet were his words and kind his look, The book of life divine;

When mothers round him press'd; Where vur Redeemer's love,

Their infants in his arms he took,
And brightest glories shine:

And on his bosom bless'd;

4 Safe from the world's alluring harns, To God alone the praise is due,

Beneath his watehful eye, Who sends his word to us and you.

O, thus encircled in his arms,

May we for ever lie!

HYMN 113. (L. M.) 3 Within these hallow'd walls,

Our wand'ring feet are brought; LORD, bow delightful 'tis to see Where pray'r and praise ascend,

A whole assembly worship thee : And heavenly truths are taught :

At once they sing, at once they pray;

They hear of heaven, and learn the way. Congregation.

2 I have been there, and still would go, To God alone your off 'rings bring; 'Tis like a little heaven below; Here in his church his praises sing. Not all that earth and sin can say Children,

Shall tempt me to forget this day. 4 For blessings such as these, 3 O write upon my mem'ry, Lord, Our gratitude receive;

The text and doctrine of thy word; word, here accept our hearts,

That I may break thy laws no inore, "Tís all that we can give :

But love thee better than before

4 With thoughts of Christ and things, Deignst to make thy humble dwelling divine,

With the poor of humble mind. Fill up this sinful heart of mine';

2 As thy love, through all creation, That, hoping pardon through his blood,

Beams like thy diffusive light; I may lie down and wake with God

So the high and humble station HYMN 114. (C. M.) Both are equal in thy sight. MERCY, descending from above, 3 Thus thy care, for all providing, In softest accents pleads;

Warm’d thy faithful prophet's tongue O may each tender bosom move, Who, the lot of all deciding, When mercy intercedes !

To thy chosen Israel sung: 2 Children our kind protection claim, 4 When thy harvest yields thee pleasure And God will well approve,

Thou the golden sheaf shalt bind ; When infants learn to lisp his name, To the poor belongs the treasure And their Creator love.

Of the scatter'd ears behind. 3 Delightful work! young souls to win,

Chorus. And turn the rising race

These thy God ordains to bless From the deceitful paths of sin,

The widow and the fatherless. To seek their Saviour's face, 5 When thine olive plants increasing, 4 Almighty God! thine influence shed Pour their plenty o'er thy plain, To aid this blest design;

Grateful, thou shalt take the blessing, The honour of thy name be spread,

But not search the bough again. And all the glory thine.


These, &c.

6 When thy favour'd vintage flowing, CHARITABLE OCCASIONS. Gladdens thine autumnal scene, HYMN 115. (C. M.) Own the bounteous hand bestowing,

But thy vines the poor shall glean BLEST is the man whose soft’ning all

Chorus. [heart

These, &c. To whom the supplicating eye

7 Still we read thy word declaring Is never rais'd in vain :

Mercy, Lord, thine own decree; 2 Whose breast responds with gen'rous Mercy, ev'ry sorrow sharing, A stranger's wo to feel; (warmth,

Warms the heart resembling thee. Who weeps in pity o'er the wound

8 Still the orphan and the stranger,

Still the widow owns thy care; · He wants the pow'r to heal.

Screen'd by thee in every danger, 3 To gentle offices of love

Heard by thee in every prayer.
His feet are never slow;
He views, through mercy's melting eye,

Hallelujah. Amen
A brother in a foe.

TO BE USED AT SEA. 4 To him protection shall be shown ;

HYMN 118. And mercy, from above,

(L. M.) Descend on those who thus fulfil


COD of the seas! thine awful voice The Christian law of love.

Bids all the rolling wavés rejoice HYMN 116. (C. M.)

And one soft word of thy command

Can sink them silent on the sand.

ICH are the joys which cannot die,
With God laid up in store;

2 The smallest fish that swims the seas, Treasures beyond the changing sky,

Sportful, to thee a tribute pays;

And largest monsters of the deep,
Brighter than go!den ore.

At thy command, or rage or sleep.
The seeds which piety and love
Have scatter'd here below,

3 Thus is thy glorious power ador'd

Among the wat’ry nations, Lord ! In the fair fertile fields above

Yet men, who trace tbe dangerous waves, To ample harvests grow.

Forget the mighty God who saves ! 3 The mite my willing hands can give, HYMN 119.

(IV. 5.) At Jesus' feet I lay; Grace shall the humblé gift receive,

« Save, Lord! or we perish.” Matt

viii. 25. Abounding grace repay. HYMN 117.

(III. 3.)

WHEN through the tor sail the wild

tempest is ORD of life, all praise excelling, When c'er the dark wave the red light

ving is gleaming,

Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman Bethesda’s bath refus'd to save, to cherish,

Unless an angel bless'd the wave. We fly to our Maker: "Save, Lord ! 3 All med'cines act by thy decree, or we perish.”

Receive commission all from thee; 20 Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of And not a plant which spreads the plains, the billow,

But teems with health, when Heaven Arous'd by the shriek of despair from ordains. thy pillow,

4 Clay and Siloam's pool, we find, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, At heaven's command restor’d the blind; Who cries in his anguish,“ Save, Lord ! And Jordan's waters hence were seen or we perish.”

To wash a Syrian leper clean. 3 And 0! when the whirlwind of pas- 5 But grant me nobler favours still,

sion is raging, When sin in our hearts its wild warfare Purge my foul soul from every stain,

Grant me to know and do thy will; is waging,

And save me from eternal pain. Then send down thy Spirit thy ransom'd to cherish,

6 Can such a wretch for pardon sue? Rebuke the destroyer ; “Save, Lord ! My crimes, my crimes arise in view, or we perish.”

Arrest my trembling tongue in prayer, HYMN 120. (C. M.)

And pour the horrors of despair. Which may be used at Sea or on Land. 7 But thou, regard my contrite sighs, LO ORD! for the just thou dost provide, My tortur'd breast, my streaming eyes ;

Thou art their sure defence ! To me thy boundless love extend, Eternal wisdom is their guide, My God, my Father, and my Friend. Their help, Omnipotence.

8 These lovely names I ne'er could plead, 2 Though they through foreign lands Had not thy Son vouchsaf'd to bleed should roam,

His blood procures our fallen race And breathe the tainted air

Admittance to the throne of grace. In burning climates, far from home,

9 When sin has shot its poison'd dart, Yet thou, their God, art there.

And conscious guilt corrodes the heart, 3 Thy goodness sweetens ev'ry soil, His blood is all-sufficient found

Makes every country please : To draw the shaft and heal the wound. Thou on the snowy hills dost smile, And smooth'st the rugged seas!

10 What arrows pierce so deep as sin ? 4 When waves on waves, to heaven Thou great Physician of the soul,

What venom gives such pain within ? Defy'd the pilot's art; [uprear’d, Rebuke my pangs, and make me whole. When terror in each face appear'd, And sorrow in each heart;

11 0! if I trust thy sov’reign skill,

And bow submissive to thy will, 5 To thee I rais'd my humble prayer,

Sickness and death shall both agree To snatch me from the grave! I found thine ear not slow to hear,

To bring me, Lord, at last to thee Nor short thine arm to save !

HYMN 122. (C. M.) 6 Thou gav'st the word—the winds did

On Recovery from Sickness. The storms obey thy will, cease, WI

VHEN we are rais'd from deep disThe raging sea was hush'd in peace,

Our God deserves our song; (tress, And ev'ry wave was still !

We take the pattern of ou 7 For this my life, in every state,

From Hezekiah's tongue. A life of praise shall be ;

2 The gates of the devouring grave And death, when death shall be my fate, Are open'd wide in vain, Shall join my soul to thee.

If he that holds the keys of death

Command them fast again.
HYMN 121. (L. M.)

3 When he but speaks the healing word,

Then no disease withstands; WHEN dangers, woes, or death are

Fevers and plagues obey the Lord, Past mercies teach me where to fly: And fly, as he commands. Thine arın, Almighty God, can aid, 4 If haif the strings of life should break. When sickness grieves,and pains invade. He can our frame restore, 2 To all the various helps of art And cast our sins behind his back, Kindly thy healing power impart; And they are found no more.

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