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B. II.

Lord, revive us ;

All our help must come from thee. 2 Keep no longer at a distance;

Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of thine assistance,

Every plant should droop and die. 3 Let our mutual love be fervent,

Make us prevalent in pray’rs ;
Let each one esteem'd thy servant,

Shun the world's bewitching snares. 4 Break the tempter's fatal power :

Turn the stony heart to flesh;
And begin from this good hour
To revive thy work afresh.

HYMN 129. L. M.

Hoping for a revival.
1 CHILE I to grief my soul gave way,

To see the work of God decline,
Methought I heard the Saviour say-

“ Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. 2 “ Tho' for a time I bid my face,

Rely upon my love and pow'r:
Still wrestle at the throne of grace,

And wait for a reviving hour.
3 “Take down thy long neglected harp,

I've seen thy tears and heard thy pray'r,
The winter season has been sharp,

But spring shall all its wastes repair.” 4 Lord, I obey,-my hopes revive ;

Come, join with me, ye saints, and sing ;
Our foes in vain against us strive,
For God will help and triumph bring.

HYMN 130. P. M. 8,7.

The Lord's Vineyard. 1

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Let thy people's pray’r be granted

Keep it safe from hostile boasts;
Hear, o hear us when we pray-

Keep thy vineyard night and day.
2 Drooping plants revive, and nourish;

Let them thrive beneath thy hand;
Let the weak grow strong, and flourish,

Blooming fair at thy command;
Let the fruitful yield thee more ;

Laden with a faithful store.
3 Further, Lord, be thou intreated ;

Plant the barren waste around;


Let thy work be thus completed,

And no fruitless spot be found; Let the earth a vineyard be, Consecrated, Lord, to thee,

HYMN 131. P. M. 8, 7.4.

The triumphs of the Gospel. 1 ES! We trust the day is breaking;

Joyful times are near at hand: God, the mighty God, is speaking By his word in ev'ry land:

When he chooses,

Darkness flies at his command. 2 Let us hail the joyful season ;

Let us hail the dawning ray.
When the Lord appears, there's reason
To expect a glorious day :

At his presence

Gloom and darkness flee away.
3 While the foe becomes more daring ;

While he enters like a flood ;
God the Saviour, is preparing
Means to spread his truth abroad ;

Ev'ry language

Soon shall tell the love of God. 4 God of Jacob, high and glorious,

Let thy people see thy hand;
Let the gospel be victorious,
Thro' the world in ev'ry land :

And the idols
Perish, Lord, at thy command.
HYMN 132. P. M. 8,7.

Love Divine.
IT OVE Divine, all love excelling!
Fix in us thy humble dwelling;

All thy faithful mercies crown.
Jesus thou art all compassion ?

Pure, unbounded love, thou art! Visit us with thy salvation,

Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 2 Breathe, O breathe, thy loving Spirit

Into ev'ry troubled breast ! Let us all in thee inherit,

Let us find thy promis'd rest.
Take away the love of sinning,

Alpha and Omega be ;
End of faith, as its beginning,

Set our hearts at liberty.

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3 Come, Almighty to deliver,

Let us all thy life receive!
Suddenly return--and never-

Never more thy temples leave !
Thee we would be always blessing,

Serve thee as thy hosts above;
Pray, and praise thee without ceasing,

Glory in thy precious love.
4 Finish, then, thy new creation ;

Pure, unspotted may we be ;
Let us see our whole salvation,

Perfectly secur'd by thee:
Chang'd from glory unto glory,

Till in heav'n we take our place ;
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise !

HYMN 133. P. M. 8, 7.

Grateful Recollection. 1

NOME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing,

Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,

Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount-I'm tix'd upon it-

Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise my Eben-Ezer, ,

Hither by thy belp I'm come ;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,

Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger

Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He to rescue me from danger,

Interpos'd with precious blood. 3 Oh! to grace how great a debtor,

Daily I'm constrain’d to be!
Let that grace now, like a fetter,

Bind my wand'ring heart to thee :
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it-

Prone to leave the God I love-

my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it from thy courts above.

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HYMN 134. C. M.

ALVATION! O, the joyful sound !
'Tis pleasure to our ears ;

A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound,

A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow,

and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay; But we arise by grace

To see a heav'nly day.
3 Salvation ! let the echo fly

The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

HYMN 135. H. M.

Effects of the Gospel. 1

TARK the soft-falling snow,

And the descending rain!
To heav'n, from whence it fell,
It turns not back again;

But waters earth thro' every pore

And calls forth all her secret store. 2 Array'd in beauteous green

The hills and vallies shine,
And man and beast are fed
By providence divine.
The harvest bows its golden ears,

The copious seed of future years. 3 “So, saith the God of grace,

My gospel shall descend,
Almighty to effect

I intend :
Millions of souls shall feel its pow'r,
And bear it down to millions more.

HYMN 136. C. M.

Beauty and strength of the Church. 1 VAY, who is she that looks abroad When with her living light she paints

The dew-drops of the lawn?
2 Fair as the moon when in the skies,

Serene her throne she guides,
And o'er the twinkling stars supreme

In full orb'd glory rides;
3 Clear as the sun, when from the east,

Without a cloud, he springs,
And scatters boundless light and heat

From his resplendent wings;
4 Tremendous as an host that moves

Majestically slow, With banners wide display'd, all arm’d,

All ardent for the foe ! 33


70 HYMN CXXXVII. CXXXVIII. B. II. 5 This is the church by heav'n array'd

With strength and grace divine
Thus shall she strike her foes with dread,
And thus her glories shine.

HYMN 137. L. M.

Prayer for the spread of the Gospel. 1 1 THY people, Lord, who trust thy word,

And wait the smilings of thy face, Assemble round thy mercy seat,

And plead the promise of thy grace. 2 We consecrate these hours to thee,

Thy sov'reign mercy to entreat ;
And feel some animating hope,

We shall divine acceptance meet. 3 Hast thou not promis’d to thy Son,

That his dominion shall extend,
Till ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord,

And ev'ry knee before him bend ? 4 Now let the happy time appear,

The time to favor Zion come;
Send forth thy heralds far and near,
To call thy banish'd people home.

HYMN 138. P. M. 7, 6.

Reply to the call of the heathen. 1 ROM Greenland's icy mountains,

Where Afric's


fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river,

From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver,

Their land from error's chain. 2 What tho'the spicy breezes

Blow soft o’er Ceylon's isle,
Tho' ev'ry prospect pleases,

And only man is vile ;
In vain with lavish kindness

The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness

Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted

With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighed

The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! O Salvation !

The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation

Has learn'd Messiah's name.

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