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HYMNS, SELECTED
THE PRIVATE USE AND SOCIAL MEETINGS

OF

EWANGELICAL CHRISTIANS.

NEW-YORK :
N E W M A N & I v I so N,
199 B. R O A D W A Y.

1852.

Entered, according to act of Congress, in the year 1843, BY MARK H. R.EWMAN

.n the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Southern t District of New York, zoos

soro: RE0TYPED BY SMITH AND WRIGHT, cor. FULTON AND GOLD STREETS, NEW YOR [.

o J. Bedford, Print. 138 Fulton st.

HYMNS,

THE SCRIPTU R.E.S.

C. M. 1 O The Bible suited to our Wants. 1 FATHER of mercies in thy word What endless glory shines : For ever be thy name adored, For these celestial lincs.

2 Here, the fair tree of k..owledge grows,
And yields a free repast ;
Sublimer sweets than nature knows
Invite the longing taste.

3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life, and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.

4 Oh! may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.

5 Divine instructor, gracious Lord :
Be thou for ever near;
Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.

L. M. 2. Prophecy and Inspiration. 1 'T WAS by an order from the Lord, The ancient prophets spöke his word; His spirit did their tongues inspire, And warmed their hearts with heavenly fire.

2 Great God! mine eyes with pleasure look
On the dear volume of thy book;
There my Redeemer's face I see,
And read his name who died for me.

3 Let the false raptures of the mind
Be lost, and vanish in the wind ;
Here I can fix my hope secure;
This is thy word, and must endure.

C. M. 3 O The Holy Scriptures. 1 LADEN with guilt, and full of fears, I fly to thee, my Lord : And not a glimpse of hope appears, But in thy written word.

2 The volume of my Father's grace
Does all my grief assuage;
Here I behold my Saviour's face,
Almost in every page.

3 Here, consecrated w -,er flows,
To quench my thirst of sin; -
Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows;–
No danger dwells therein.

4 This is the judge that ends the strife,
Where wit and reason fail;-
My guide to everlasting life,
#. all this gloomy vale.

5 Oh! may thy counsels, mighty God!
My roving feet command;
Nor I forsake the happy road
That leads to thy right hand.

L. M. 4. A Saviour seen in the Scriptures. 1 NOW let my soul, eternal King ! To thee its grateful tribute bring; My knee, with humble homage, bow, My tongue perform its solemn vow.

2 All nature sings thy boundless love,
In worlds below, and worlds above;
But, in thy blessed word, I trace
Diviner wonders of thy grace.

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