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2 Jehovah's awful voice is beard,

Yet gladly I attend;
For lo! the everlasting God
Proclaims himself


friend. 3 Harmonious accents to my soul,

The sounds of peace convey, ;
The tempest at his word subsides,

And winds, and seas obey.
4 By all its joys, I charge my heart

To grieve his love no more;
But charm'd by melody divine,
To give its follies o'er.

HYMN 123. L. M.

Commencement of Public Worship.
THY presence, gracious God, afford-

Prepare us to receive thy word;
Now let thy voice engage our ear,

And faith be mixt with what we hear. 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove,

And fix our hearts and hopes above;
With food divine may we be fed,

And satisfied with living bread. 3 To us thy sacred word apply,

With sov’reign pow'r and energy ; ;
And inay we in true faith and fear,
Reduce to practice what we hear.

HYMN 124. P. M. 8, 7,4.

At the close of worship.
ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing- .
Let us each; thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace ;

Oh, refresh us!
Trav’lling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,

For thy Gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound :

May thy presence
With us evermore be found.
3 So, whene'er the signal's giv'n,

Us from earth to call away; Borne on angels' wings to heav'n, Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay,

May we, ready, Rise and reign in endless day! the HYMN 125. L. M.

Social Worship. 1 " THERE two or three with sweet accord,

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Meet to recount his acts of

And offer solemn pray’r and praise.
2 “ There, says the Saviour, will I be,

Amid this little company;
To them unveil my shining face,

And shed my glories round the place.” 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord,

Relying on thy faithful word;
Now send thy spirit from above,
Now fill our hearts with heav'nly love,

HYMN 126, 8s.

Our God forever.
God is the
Our faithful, unchangeable friend;
Whose love is as large as his pow'r,

And neither knows measure nor end; 2 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last,

Whose spirit shall guide us safe home, We'll praise him for all that is past,

And trust him for all that's to come.

HYMN 127. P. M. 8, 7.

Declension of Religion lamented.
ONCE, O Lord, thy garden, flourish’d,
Then thy word our spirits nourishid,

Happy seasons we have seen ! 2 But a drought has since succeeded,

And a sad decline we see ; Lord, thy help, is greatly needed,

Help can only come from thee. 3 Some, in whom we once delighted,

We shall meet no more below ; Some, alas! we fear are blighted,

Scarce a single leaf they show. 4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither,

Thou canst make them bloom again;
Oh, permit them not to wither,
Let not all our hopes be vain !
HYMM 128. P. M. 8, 7, 4.

Prayer for a Revival,
1 AVIOUR, visit thy plantation :

: All will come to desolation,

Unless thou return again,

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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.
I SEE the vineyard lately planted


Let thy people's pray’r be granted

Keep it safe from hostile boasts ;
Hear, o bear 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 ;
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.
OVE Divine, all love excelling!

Joy of heav'n, to earth come down!
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.


68 HYMN CXXXII. CXXXIV. B. II. 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 HOME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing,
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 fix'd upon it-

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

Hither by thy help 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-
Here's my heart-0 take and seal it;

Seal it from thy courts above.

Monthly Concert.
HYMN 134. C. M.

ALVATION! O, the joyful sound !



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