OLNEY HY M N'S, &c.

BOOK I.

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ON SELECT PASSAGES OF SCRIPTURE.

GENESIS.

ON

HYMN I. ADAM. Chap. iii.
'I N man, in his own image made,
How much did GoD beftow?
The whole creation homage paid,
And own'd him, lord below!

2 He dwelt in Eden's garden, ftor'd
With fweets for ev'ry fenfe;
And there with his defcending LORD,
He walk'd in confidence.

3 But oh! by fin how quickly chang'd'!
His honor forfeited,

His heart from God and truth, eftrang'd,
His confcience fill'd with dread!

Now from his Maker's voice he flees,
Which was before his joy;

And thinks to hide amidft the trees,
From an All-feeing eye.

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5 Compell'

5 Compell'd to answer to his name;
With ftubbornnefs and pride
He caft on GOD himself the blame,
Nor once for mercy cry'd."

6 But grace, unafk'd, his heart fubdu'd,
And all his guilt forgave;

By faith the promis'd feed he view'd,
And felt his pow'r to fave.
Thus we ourselves would juftify,
Tho' we the law tranfgrefs;
Like him, unable to deny,
Unwilling to confefs.

8 But when by faith the finner fees
A pardon bought with blood,
Then he forfakes his foolish pleas,
And gladly turns to God.

II. CAIN and ABEL. Chap. iv. 3-8,

I

WHEN

HEN Adam fell, he quickly loft GOD's image, which he once poffeft: See All our nature fince could boast In Cain, his firft-born fon, express'd ! 2 The Sacrifice the LORD ordain'd In type of the Redeemer's blood, Self-righteous reas'ning Cain difdain'd, And thought his own first-fruits as good, 3 Yet rage and envy fill'd his mind, When with a fullen downcaft look, He faw his brother favor find, Who GoD's appointed method took.

4 By Cain's own hand good Abel dy'd,
Because the LORD approv'd his faith;
And, when his blood for vengeance cry'd,
He vainly thought to hide his death.
5 Such was the wicked murd'rer Cain,
And fuch by nature ftill are we,
Until by grace we're born again,
Malicious, blind, and proud, as he.
6 Like him the way of grace we flight
And in our own devices trust;
Call evil good, and darkness light,
And hate and perfecute the juft.

7 The faints in ev'ry age and place,
Have found this history fulfill'd;
The numbers all our thoughts furpass,
Of Abels, whom the Cains have kill (a)!
8 Thus JESUS fell-but oh! his blood
Far better things than Abel's cries (b);
Obtains his murd'rers peace with Gop, .
And gains them manfions in the skies.

III. C. Walking with GOD. Chap. v. 24.
I H! for a clofer walk with GOD,
A calm and heav'nly frame;
A-light, to fhine upon the road

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That leads me to the Lamb!

2 Where is the bleffed nefs I knew
When first I faw the LORD ?

Where is the foul refreshing view
Of JESUS, and his word?

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3 What

(a) Rom, viii. 36,

(6) Heb. xii. 24.

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How fweet their mem'ry ftill!
But they have left an aching void,
The world can never fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove, return,
Sweet meffenger of reft;

5

I hate the fins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breaft,

The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,

Help me to tare it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

6 So fhall my walk be clofe with Gon,
Calm and ferene my frame;
So purer light fhall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

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Y faith in CHRIST I walk with Gon, With heav'n, my journey's end, in view; Supported by his staff and rod (c), My road is fafe and pleasant too.

2 I travel thro' a defart wide,

Where many round me blindly ftray;
But he vouchfafes to be my guide (d),
And will not let me mifs my way.

3 Tho' fnares and dangers throng my path,
And earth and hell my courfe withstand;
I triumph over all by faith (e),
Guarded by his Almighty hand.

( c) Pfalm xxiii, 4. (d) Psalm cvii, 7. (c) Pfalm xxvii, 1,2,

4 The wilderness affords no food,
But GOD for my fupport prepares ;
Provides me ev'ry needful good,

And frees my foul from wants and cares. 5 With him fweet converfe I maintain, Great as he is, I dare be free;

I tell him all my grief and pain,
And he reveals his love to me.

6 Some cordial from his word he brings,
Whene'er my feeble fpirit faints;
At once my foul revives and fings,
And yields no more to fad complaints.

7I Pity all that worldlings talk
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Of pleasures that will quickly end;

Be this my choice, O LORD, to walk With thee, my Guide, my Guard, my Friend.

V. LOT in Sodom. Chap. xiii. 10.

How

[OW hurtful was the choice of Lot, Who took up his abode

(Because it was a fruitful spot)

With them who fear'd not GOD!

2 A pris'ner he was quickly made, Bereav'd of all his store;

3

And, but for Abraham's timely aid,
He had return'd no more.

Yet ftill he feem'd refolv'd to stay,
As if it were his reft;«

Altho' their fins from day to day (f)
His righteous foul diftrefs'd.

B 3

(ƒ) 2 Peter ii. 8.

4 While