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The Hymns start at 151 the Number after the end of Psalms.

HYMNS 151-261
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Hymns
The Adorable Trinity in Unity

151
1517.6.
1 MEET and right it is to sing,
In every time and place,
Glory to our heavenly King,
The God of truth and grace.
Join we then with sweet accord,
All in one thanksgiving join!
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
Eternal praise be Thine.

2 Father, God, Thy love we praise,
Which gave Thy Son to die;
Jesus, full of truth and grace,
Alike we glorify:
Spirit, Comforter divine,
Praise by all to Thee be given,
Till we in full chorus join,
And earth is turn'd to heaven.
Charles Wesley, 1748.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

152
152L.M.
1 BLESS'D be the Father, and His love,
To whose celestial source we owe
Rivers of endless joy above,
And rills of comfort here below.

2 Glory to Thee, great Son of God!
From whose dear wounded body rolls
A precious stream of vital blood,
Pardon and life for dying souls.

3 We give Thee, sacred Spirit, praise,
Who in our hearts of sin and woe
Makes living springs of grace arise,
And into boundless glory flow.

4 Thus God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, we adore;
That sea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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153
153L.M.
PRAISE God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below,
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Thomas Ken, 1697.
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154
154C.M.
1 GLORY to God the Father's name,
Who, from our sinful race,
Chose out His favourites to proclaim
The honours of His grace.

2 Glory to God the Son be paid,
Who dwelt in humble clay,
And, to redeem us from the dead,
Gave His own life away.

3 Glory to God the Spirit give,
From whose almighty power
Our souls their heavenly birth derive,
And bless the happy hour.

4 Glory to God that reigns above,
The eternal Three in One,
Who by the wonders of His love
Has made His nature known.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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155
15510.10.11.11.
GIVE glory to God, ye children of men,
And publish abroad, again and again,
The Son's glorious merit, the Father's free grace,
The gift of the Spirit, to Adam's lost race.
Joseph Hart, 1762.
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156
1568.7.
1 GLORY to the Almighty Father,
Fountain of eternal love,
Who, His wandering sheep to gather,
Sent a Saviour from above.

2 To the Son all praise be given,
Who with love unknown before,
Left the bright abode of heaven,
And our sins and sorrows bore.

3 Equal strains of warm devotion
Let the Spirit's praise employ,
Author of each holy motion,
Source of wisdom, peace, and joy.

4 Thus while our glad hearts ascending
Glorify Jehovah's name,
Heavenly songs with ours are blending,
There the theme is still the same.
William Hiley Bathurst 1831.
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Doxologies to the Trinity

157
157148th.
1 TO Him that chose us first,
Before the world began;
To Him that bore the curse
To save rebellious man;
To Him that form'd our hearts anew,
Is endless praise and glory due.

2 The Father's love shall run
Through our immortal songs;
We bring to God the Son
Hosannas on our tongues;
Our lips address the Spirit's name
With equal praise, and zeal the same.

3 Let every saint above,
And angel round the throne,
For ever bless and love
The sacred Three in One:
Thus heaven shall raise His honours high,
When earth and time grow old and die.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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158
1588.7. Double.
FOR Thy free electing favour,
Thee, O Father, we adore!
Jesus, our atoning Saviour,
Thee we worship evermore!
Holy Ghost from both proceeding,
Let Thy praise our breath employ;
Earnest of our future heaven,
Source of holiness and joy!
Augustus M. Toplady, 1774
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159
1598.7. Double.
PRAISE the God of all creation,
Praise the Father's boundless love;
Praise the Lamb, our expiation,
Priest and King enthroned above.
Praise the Fountain of salvation,
Him by whom our spirits live;
Undivided adoration
To the One Jehovah give.
Josiah Conder, 1837.
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160
1607s.
1 NOW with angels round the throne,
Cherubim and seraphim,
And the church, which still is one,
Let us swell the solemn hymn;
Glory to the great I AM!
Glory to the Victim-Lamb.

2 Blessing, honour, glory, might,
And dominion infinite,
To the Father of our Lord,
To the Spirit and the Word:
As it was all worlds before,
Is, and shall be evermore.
Josiah Conder, 1824.
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161
161S.M.
GIVE to the Father praise,
Give glory to the Son,
And to the Spirit of His grace
Be equal honour done.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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162
1627s.
1 HOLY, Holy, Holy Thee,
One Jehovah evermore,
Father, Son. and Spirit! we,
Dust and ashes, would adore;
Lightly by the world esteem'd,
From that world by Thee redeem'd,
Sing we here with glad accord,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord.

2 Holy, Holy, Holy! All
Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing;
When the ransom'd nations fall
At the footstool of their King:
Then shall saints and seraphim,
Harps and voices, swell one hymn,
Round the throne with full accord,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord.
James Montgomery, 1836.
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163
1637s.
1 HALLELUJAH! joyful raise
Heart and voice our God to praise!
Praise the Father! praise the Son!
Praise the Spirit! Three in One.

2 One to perfect all the plan
Of redeeming ruin'd man!
Triune God! to Thee be given
Praise on earth, and praise in heaven.
Newman Hall, 1857.
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164
164L.M.
TO God the Father, God the Bon,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be honour, praise, and glory given,
By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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165
165C.M.
TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One God, whom we adore,
Be glory as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.
Tate and Brady, 1696.
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166
1666.6.4.
1 COME. Thou Almighty King,
Help us Thy name to sing,
Help us to praise:
Father all-glorious,
O'er all victorious,
Come and reign over us,
Ancient of days.

2 Jesus, our Lord, arise;
Scatter our enemies,
And make them fall:
Let Thine Almighty aid
Our sure defence be made,
Our souls on Thee be stay'd:
Lord, hear our call.

3 Come, Thou Incarnate Word,
Gird on Thy mighty sword,
Our prayer attend:
Come and Thy people bless,
And give Thy word success;
Spirit of holiness,
On us descend,

4 Come, Holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear
In this glad hour:
Thou, who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart,
And ne'er from us depart,
Spirit of power!

5 To the Great One in Three
Eternal praises be,
Hence evermore:
His sovereign majesty,
May we in glory see,
And to eternity
Love and adore.
Charles Wesley? 1757.
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167 — "Make a joyful noise."
167"Make a joyful noise."8.7.
1 MUSIC, bring thy sweetest treasures,
Dulcet melody and chord,
Link the notes with loveliest measures
To the glory of the Lord.

2 Wing the praise from every nation,
Sweetest instruments employ,
Raise the chorus of creation,
Swell the universal joy.

3 Far away be gloom and sadness;
Spirits with seraphic fire,
Tongues with hymns, and hearts with gladness,
Higher sound the chords and higher.

4 To the Father, to the Saviour,
To the Spirit, source of light,
As it was, is now, and ever,
Praise in heaven's supremest height.
James Edmeston, 1837.
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168 — "The Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost."
168"The Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost."L.M.
1 FATHER of heaven! whose love profound
A ransom for our souls hath found,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
To us Thy pardoning love extend.

2 Almighty Son! Incarnate Word!
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
To us Thy saving grace extend.

3 Eternal Spirit! by whose breath
The soul is raised from sin and death,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
To us Thy quickening power extend.

4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son!
Mysterious Godhead! Three in One!
Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend.
J. Cooper, 1812.
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169 — "God be merciful unto us."
169"God be merciful unto us."8.7.
1 LEAD us, heavenly Father, lead us
O'er the world's tempestuous sea;
Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
For we have no help but Thee;
Yet possessing every blessing,
If our God our Father be.

2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us,
All our weakness Thou dost know,
Thou didst tread this earth before us,
Thou didst feel its keenest woe;
Lone and dreary, faint and weary,
Through the desert Thou didst go.

3 Spirit of our God, descending.
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy,
Love with every passion blending,
Pleasure that can never cloy:
Thus provided, pardon'd, guided,
Nothing can our peace destroy.
James Edmeston, 1820.
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170 — "Let there be Light."
170"Let there be Light."6.6.4.
1 THOU, whose almighty word,
Chaos and darkness heard,
And took their flight,
Hear us, we humbly pray,
And where the gospel's day
Sheds not its glorious ray,
Let there be light.

2 Thou, who didst come to bring
On Thy protecting wing,
Healing and sight,
Sight to the inly blind,
Health to the sick in mind,
Oh! now, to all mankind,
Let there be light.

3 Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving, holy Dove,
Speed forth Thy flight;
Move o'er the water's face
By Thine almighty grace,
And, in earth's darkest place,
Let there be light.

4 Blessed and holy Three,
Glorious Trinity,
Wisdom, Love, Might.
Boundless as ocean's tide,
Rolling in fullest pride,
O'er the world, far and wide,
Let there be light,
John Marriott, 1813
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Adoration of God

171 — Praise the Lord.
171Praise the Lord.7s.
1 PRAISE the Lord, His glories show,
Saints within His courts below,
Angels round His throne above,
All that see and share His love.

2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth,
Tell His wonders, sing His worth:
Age to age, and shore to shore,
Praise Him, praise Him, evermore.

3 Praise the Lord, His mercies trace;
Praise His providence and grace,
All that He for man hath done,
All He sends us through His Son:

4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts,
In the concert bear your parts;
All that breathe, your Lord adore,
Praise Him, praise Him, evermore!
Henry Francis Lyte, 1834.
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172 — "Praise ye the Lord."
172"Praise ye the Lord."8.7.
1 PRAISE the Lord, ye heavens adore Him;
Praise Him angels in the height;
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him;
Praise Him, all ye stars of light.

2 Praise the Lord, for He hath spoken;
Worlds His mighty voice obey'd;
Laws that never shall be broken,
For their guidance He hath made.

3 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious;
Never shall His promise fail;
God hath made His saints victorious;
Sin and death shall not prevail.

4 Praise the God of our salvation,
Hosts on high His power proclaim;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Laud and magnify His name.
Richard Mant, 1809.
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173 — Praise in the Sanctuary.
173Praise in the Sanctuary.10.10.11.11.
1 O PRAISE ye the Lord, prepare your glad voice
His praise in the great assembly to sing;
In our great Creator let Israel rejoice,
And children of Zion be glad in their King.

2 Let all who adore Jehovah, our Lord,
With heart and with tongue His praises express:
Who always takes pleasure His saints to reward,
And with His salvation the humble to bless.

3 With glory adorn'd, His people shall sing
To God, who their heads with safety doth shield,
Such honour and triumph His favour doth bring;
Oh, therefore, for ever, all praise to Him yield.
Tate and Brady, 1696, a.
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174 — Call to Universal Praise.
174Call to Universal Praise.7s.
1 SING, ye seraphs in the sky;
Let your loftiest praises flow;
Swell the song with raptures high,
All ye sons of men below.

2 With one soul, one heart, one voice,
Heaven and earth alike we call
In His praises to rejoice,
Who is past the praise of all.

3 Night and day His goodness tell;
Earth, and sun, and moon, and star,
Winds and waves that sink and swell,
Ceaseless spread His name afar.

4 Every living thing His hands,
Which first made, sustain, supply:
Wide o'er all His love expands
As the vast embracing sky.

5 Sin, which strove that love to quell,
Woke yet more its wondrous blaze;
Eden, Bethlehem, Calvary, tell,
More than all beside, His praise.

6 Sing, ye seraphs in the sky;
Let your loftiest praises flow;
Swell the song with raptures high,
All ye sons of men below.
Thomas Davis, 1861.
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175 — Stand up and bless the Lord.
175Stand up and bless the Lord.S.M.
1 STAND up and bless the Lord,
Ye people of His choice;
Stand up and bless the Lord your God,
With heart and soul and voice.

2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear His holy name,
And laud and magnify?

3 Oh for the living flame
From His own altar brought
To touch our lips, our minds inspire,
And wing to heaven our thought!

4 There with benign regard,
Our hymns He deigns to hear;
Though unreveal'd to mortal sense,
The spirit feels Him near.

5 God is our strength and song,
And His salvation ours;
Then be His love in Christ proclaim'd
With all our ransom'd powers.

6 Stand up and bless the Lord;
The Lord your God adore;
Stand up, and bless His glorious name,
Henceforth for evermore.
James Montgomery, 1825.
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176 — "O sing unto the Lord a new song."
176"O sing unto the Lord a new song."L.M.
1 UNTO the Lord, unto the Lord,
Oh, sing a new and joyful song!
Declare His glory, tell abroad
The wonders that to Him belong.

2 For He is great, for He is great;
Above all gods His throne is raised;
He reigns in majesty and state,
In strength and beauty He is praised.

3 Give to the Lord, give to the Lord
The glory due unto His name;
Enter His courts with sweet accord;
In songs of joy His grace proclaim.

4 For lo! He comes, for lo! He comes
To judge the earth in truth and love:
His saints in triumph leave their tombs,
And shout His praise in heaven above.
Edwards A. Park, 1858.
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177 — Salvation to God and the Lamb.
177Salvation to God and the Lamb.10.10.11.11.
1 YE servants of God, your Master proclaim,
And publish abroad His wonderful name;
The name all-victorious of Jesus extol;
His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all.

2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save;
And still He is nigh, His presence we have;
The great congregation His triumph shall
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.

3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son;
The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim,
Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb.

4 Then let us adore, and give Him His right,
All glory and power, and wisdom and might;
All honour and blessing, with angels above,
And thanks never-ceasing, for infinite love.
Charles Wesley, 1744.
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178 — Praise our God, all ye His Servants.
178Praise our God, all ye His Servants.C.M.
1 HOW shall I praise Thee, O my God?
How to Thy throne draw nigh?
I, in the dust, and Thou array'd
In might and majesty.

2 Praise Him, ye gladdening smiles of morn;
Praise Him, O silent night;
Tell forth His glory all the earth;
Praise Him, ye stars of light!

3 Praise Him, ye stormy winds, that rise
Obedient to His word!
Mountains, and hills, and fruitful trees,
Join ye, and praise the Lord!

4 Praise Him, ye heavenly hosts, for ye
With purer lips, can sing—
Glory and honour, praise and power
To Him, the Eternal King!

5 Praise Him, ye saints! who here rejoice
To do His heavenly will;
The incense of whose prayers ascends
Upon His altar still.

6 Praise Him, all works of His that own
His Spirit's blest control!
O Lord my God, how great art Thou!
Bless thou the Lord, my soul!
Anna Shipton, 1855.
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Attributes of God
179 — The Perfections at a whole.
179The Perfections at a whole.C.M.
1 HOW shall I praise th' eternal God,
That infinite Unknown?
Who can ascend His high abode,
Or venture near His throne?

2 The great Invisible! He dwells
Concel'd in dazzling light;
But His all-searching eye reveals
The secrets of the night.

3 Those watchful eyes, that never sleep,
Survey the world around;
His wisdom is a boundless deep,
Where all our thoughts are drown'd.

4 He knows no shadow of a change,
Nor alters His decrees;
Firm as a rock His truth remains,
To guard His promises.

5 Justice upon a dreadful throne
Maintains the rights of God;
While mercy sends her pardons down,
Bought with a Saviour's blood.

6 Now to my soul, immortal King!
Speak some forgiving word;
Then 'twill be double joy to sing
The glories of my Lord.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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180 — Perfections as a Sovereign.
180Perfections as a Sovereign.L.M.
1 JEHOVAH reigns! His throne is high
His robes are light and majesty;
His glory shines with beams so bright,
No mortal can sustain the sight.

2 His terrors keep the world in awe;
His justice guards His holy law;
His love reveals a smiling face;
His truth and promise seal the grace.

3 Through all His works His wisdomshines,
And baffles Satan's deep designs;
His power is sovereign to fulfil
The noblest counsels of His will.

4 And will this glorious Lord descend
To be my Father and my Friend?
Then let my songs with angels join;
Heaven is secure, if God be mine.
Isaac Watts, 1702
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181 — The Lord God Omnipotent reigneth.
181The Lord God Omnipotent reigneth.L.M.
1 THE Lord is King; lift up thy voice,
O earth, and all ye heavens rejoice:
From world to world the joy shall ring,
The Lord Omnipotent is King.

2 The Lord is King: who then shall dare
Resist His will, distrust His care,
Or murmur at His wise decrees,
Or doubt His royal promises?

3 The Lord is King: child of the dust,
The Judge of all the earth is just;
Holy and true are all His ways,
Let every creature speak His praise.

4 He reigns! ye saints, exalt your strains:
Your God is King, your Father reigns;
And He is at the Father's side,
The Man of love, the Crucified.

5 Come, make your wants, your burdens known;
He will present them at the throne;
And angel-bands are waiting there,
His messages of love to bear.

6 Oh! when His wisdom can mistake,
His might decay, His love forsake,
Then may His children cease to sing,
The Lord Omnipotent is King.
Josiah Conder, 1824.
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182 — The Eternal and Infinite.
182The Eternal and Infinite.C.M.
1 GREAT God! how infinite art Thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to Thee.

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made;
Thou art the Ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.

3 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in Thy view;
To Thee there's nothing old appears;
Great God! there's nothing new.

4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And vexed with trifling cares,
While Thine eternal thought moves on
Thine undisturb'd affairs.

5 Great God! how infinite art Thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to Thee.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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183 — The Ancient of Days.
183The Ancient of Days.L.M.
1 GREAT Former of this various frame,
Our souls adore Thine awful name,
And bow and tremble, while they praise
The Ancient of eternal days.

2 Before Thine infinite survey,
Creation rose as yesterday;
And as to-morrow shall Thine eye
See earth and stars in ruin lie.

3 Our days a transient period run,
And change with every circling sun;
And while to lengthen'd years we trust,
Before the moth we sink to dust.

4 But let the creatures fall around;
Let death consign us to the ground;
Let the last general flame arise,
And melt the arches of the skies;

5 Calm as the summer's ocean we
Can all the wreck of nature see;
While grace secures us an abode
Unshaken as the throne of God.
Philip Doddridge, 1755, a.
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184 — Omniscience.
184Omniscience.C.M.
1 GREAT God, Thy penetrating eye
Pervades my inmost powers;
With awe profound my wondering soul
Falls prostrate, and adores.

2 To be encompass'd round with God,
The holy and the just;
Arm'd with omnipotence to save,
Or crush me into dust!

3 Oh, how tremendous is the thought!
Deep may it be impress'd!
And may the Spirit firmly grave
This truth within my breast!

4 By Thee observed, by Thee upheld,
Let earth or hell oppose,
I'll press with dauntless courage on,
And dare the proudest foes.

5 Begirt with Thee, my fearless soul
The gloomy vale shall tread;
And Thou wilt bind th' immortal crown
Of glory round my head.
Elizabeth Scott, 1764, a.
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185 — Omnipresence.
185Omnipresence.C.M.
1 IN all my vast concerns with Thee,
In vain my soul would try
To shun Thy presence, Lord, or flee
The notice of Thine eye.

2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys
My rising and my rest;
My public walks, my private ways,
And secrets of my breast.

3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord,
Before they're form'd within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word
He knows the sense! mean.

4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep, and high;
Where can a creature hide?
Within Thy circling arms I lie,
Beset on every side.

5 So let Thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from every ill,
Secured by sovereign love.

6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire,
Forgotten and unknown?
In hell they meet Thy dreadful fire,
In heaven Thy glorious throne.

7 Should I suppress my vital breath
To 'scape Thy wrath divine;
Thy voice would break the bars of death,
And make the grave resign.

8 If wing'd with beams of morning light,
I fly beyond the west;
Thy hand, which must support my flight,
Would soon betray my rest.

9 If o'er my sins I think to draw
The curtains of the night;
Those flaming eyes that guard Thy law
Would turn the shades to light.

10 The beams of noon, the midnight hour,
Are both alike to Thee:
Oh, may I ne'er provoke that power
From which I cannot flee!
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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186 — Divine Glory.
186Divine Glory.L.M.
1 ETERNAL Power! whose high abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God:
Infinite lengths beyond the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds.

2 The lowest step around Thy seat
Rises too high for Gabriel's feet;
In vain the tall archangel tries
To reach Thine height with wond'ring eyes.

3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker too;
From sin and dust to Thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High!

4 Earth from afar has heard Thy fame,
And worms have learnt to lisp Thy name;
But oh, the glories of Thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.

5 God is in heaven, and men below;
Be short our tunes, our words be few;
A sacred reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.
Isaac Watts, 1706.
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187 — Incomprehensible and Sovereign.
187Incomprehensible and Sovereign.L.M.
1 CAN creatures to perfection find
Th' eternal, uncreated Mind?
Or can the largest stretch of thought
Measure and search His nature out?

2 'Tis high as heaven, 'tis deep as hell;
And what can mortals know or tell?
His glory spreads beyond the sky,
And all the shining worlds on high.

3 God is a King of power unknown;
Firm are the orders of His throne;
If He resolves, who dare oppose,
Or ask Him why, or what He does?

4 He wounds the heart and He makes whole;
He calms the tempest of the soul;
When He shuts up in long despair,
Who can remove the heavy bar?

5 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon;
The fainting sun grows dim at noon;
The pillars of heaven's starry roof
Tremble and start at His reproof.

6 These are a portion of His ways,
But who shall dare describe His face?
Who can endure His light, or stand
To hear the thunders of His hand?
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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188 — Holy and Reverend.
188Holy and Reverend.C.M.
1 HOLY and reverend is the name
Of our Eternal King!
"Thrice holy Lord," the angels cry,
"Thrice holy," let us sing.

2 The deepest reverence of the mind,
Pay, O my soul, to God;
Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart
To His sublime abode.

3 With sacred awe pronounce His name,
Whom words nor thoughts can reach,
A contrite heart shall please Him more
Than noblest forms of speech.

4 Thou holy God, preserve my soul
From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are Thy delight,
And they Thy face shall see.
John Needham, 1768.
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189 — Divine Purity and Holiness.
189Divine Purity and Holiness.7s.
1 HOLY, holy, holy, Lord,
God of hosts, in heaven adored,
Earth with awe has heard Thy name,
Men Thy majesty proclaim.

2 Just and true are all Thy ways,
Great Thy works above our praise;
Humbled in the dust, we own,
Thou art holy, Thou alone.

3 In Thy sight the angel band,
Justly charged with folly stand,
Holiest deeds of creatures lie
Meritless before Thine eye.

4 How shall sinners worship Thee,
God of spotless purity?
To Thy grace all hope we owe;
Thine own righteousness bestow.
Basil Manly, jun., 1850.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

190 — Holy, Holy, Holy.
190Holy, Holy, Holy.7s.
1 HOLY, holy, holy, Lord!
Be Thy glorious name adored:
Lord, Thy mercies never fail;
Hail, celestial Goodness, hail!

2 Though unworthy, Lord, Thine ear,
Deign our humble songs to hear;
Purer praise we hope to bring,
When around Thy throne we sing.

3 There no tongue shall silent be,
All shall join in harmony;
That through heaven's capacious round
Praise to Thee may ever sound.

4 Lord, Thy mercies never fail:
Hail, celestial Goodness, hail!
Holy, holy, holy, Lord!
Be Thy glorious name adored.
Benjamin Williams, 1778, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

191 — The Truth of God the Promiser.
191The Truth of God the Promiser.L.M.
1 PRAISE, everlasting praise, be paid
To Him that earth's foundation laid;
Praise to the God. whose strong decrees,
Sway the creation as He please.

2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord,
Who rules His people by His word;
And there, as strong as His decrees,
He sets His kindest promises.

3 Firm are the words His prophets give,
Sweet words, on which His children live:
Each of them is the voice of God,
Who spoke, and spread the skies abroad.

4 Each of them powerful as that sound
That bid the new-made world go round;
And stronger than the solid poles
On which the wheel of nature rolls.

5 Oh, for a strong, a lasting faith,
To credit what th' Almighty saith!
T' embrace the message of His Son,
And call the joys of heaven our own.

6 Then should the earth's old pillars shake,
And all the wheels of nature break,
Our steady souls should fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar.

7 Our everlasting hopes arise
Above the ruinable skies,
Where th' eternal Builder reigns,
And His own courts His power sustains.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

192 — Faithful and powerful in performing His Promises.
192Faithful and powerful in performing His Promises.C.M.
1 BEGIN, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing;
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal King.

2 Tell of His wondrous faithfulness,
And sound His power abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of His grace,
And the performing God.

3 Proclaim Salvation from the Lord,
For wretched, dying men:
His hand has writ the sacred word
With an immortal pen.

4 Engraved as in eternal brass
The mighty promise shines;
Nor can the powers of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.

5 He that can dash whole worlds to death,
And make them when He please;
He speaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils His great decrees.

6 His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.

7 Oh, might I hear Thine heavenly tongue
But whisper, "Thou art mine!"
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.

8 How would my leaping heart rejoice,
And think my heaven secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.
Isaac Watts, 1709
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193 — Faithful and Unchanging.
193Faithful and Unchanging.L.M.
1 HOW oft have sin and Satan strove
To rend my soul from Thee, my God!
But everlasting is Thy love,
And Jesus seals it with His blood.

2 The oath and promise of the Lord
Join to confirm the wond'rous grace;
Eternal power performs the word,
And fills all heaven with endless praise.

3 Amidst temptations sharp and long,
My soul to this dear refuge flies;
Hope is my anchor, firm and strong,
While tempests blow and billows rise.

4 The gospel bears my spirit up;
A faithful and unchanging God
Lays the foundation for my hope
In oaths, and promises, and blood.
Isaac Watts, 1790.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

194 — Condescension.
194Condescension.L.M.
1 UP to the Lord, that reigns on high,
And views the nations from afar,
Let everlasting praises fly,
And tell how large His bounties are.

2 He that can shake the worlds He made,
Or with His word, or with His rod,
His goodness, how amazing great!
And what a condescending God!

3 God, that must stoop to view the skies,
And bow to see what angels do,
Down to our earth He casts His eyes,
And bends His footsteps downward too.

4 He overrules all mortal things,
And manages our mean affairs;
On humble souls the King of kings
Bestows His counsels and His cares.

5 Our sorrows and our tears we pour
Into the bosom of our God;
He hears us in the mournful hour,
And helps us bear the heavy load.

6 Oh, could our thankful hearts devise
A tribute equal to Thy grace,
To the third heaven our songs should rise,
And teach the golden harps Thy praise.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

195 — Condescension.
195Condescension.C.M.
1 MY God, how wonderful thou art,
Thy majesty how bright,
How beautiful Thy mercy-seat,
In depths of burning light!

2 Oh, how I fear Thee, living God,
With deepest, tenderest fears,
And worship Thee with trembling hope,
And penitential tears.

3 Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord,
Almighty as Thou art,
For Thou hast stoop'd to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.

4 No earthly father loves like Thee,
Or mother, half so mild,
Bears and forbears, as Thou hast done
With me Thy sinful child.

5 Father of Jesus, love's reward,
What raptures will it be,
Prostrate before Thy throne to lie,
And ever gaze on Thee!
Frederick William Faber, 1852.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

196 — Loving-kindness.
196Loving-kindness.L.M.
1 A WAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving-kindness, on, how free!

2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall,
Yet loved me, notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate,
His loving-kindness, oh, how great!

3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His loving-kindness, oh, how strong!

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gather'd thick and thunder'd loud,
He near my soul has always stood,
His loving-kindness, oh, how good!

5 Often I feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Jesus to depart;
But though I have Him oft forgot,
His loving-kindness changes not.

6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
Oh may my last expiring breath
His loving-kindness sing in death!

7 Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day;
And sing with rapture and surprise,
His loving-kindness in the skies.
Samuel Medley, 1787.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

197 — Wisdom and Love.
197Wisdom and Love.8.7.
1 GOD is love, His mercy brightens
All the path in which we rove:
Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens;
God is wisdom, God is love.

2 Chance and change are busy ever,
Man decays, and ages move;
But His mercy waneth never;
God is wisdom, God is love.

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth
Will His changeless goodness prove;
From the mist His brightness streameth,
God is wisdom, God is love.

4 He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere His glory shineth;
God is wisdom, God is love.
John Bowring, 1825.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

198 — All-sufficient in Grace.
198All-sufficient in Grace.C.M.
1 MY God!—how cheerful is the sound!
How pleasant to repeat!
Well may that heart with pleasure bound,
Where God hath fix'd His seat.

2 What want shall not our God supply
From His redundant stores?
What streams of mercy from on high
An arm almighty pours!

3 From Christ the ever-living spring,
These ample blessings flow:
Prepare, my lips, His name to sing,
Whose heart has loved us so.

4 Now to our Father and our God
Be endless glory given,
Through all the realms of man's abode,
And through the highest heaven.
Philip Doddridge, 1755.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

199 — Goodness of God.
199Goodness of God.C.M.
1 YE humble souls, approach your God
With songs of sacred praise,
For He is good, immensely good,
And kind are all His ways.

2 All nature owns His guardian care,
In Him we live and move;
But nobler benefits declare
The wonders of His love.

3 He gave His Son, His only Son,
To ransom rebel worms;
'Tis here He makes His goodness known
In its diviner forms.

4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come;
'Tis here our hope relies:
A safe defence, a peaceful home,
When storms of trouble rise.

5 Thine eye beholds with kind regard
The soul that trusts in Thee;
Their humble hope Thou wilt reward
With bliss divinely free.

6 Great God, to Thy almighty love,
What honours shall we raise?
Not all the raptured songs above
Can render equal praise.
Anne Steele, 1760.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

200 — Goodness and Kindness.
200Goodness and Kindness.L.M.
1 GIVE thanks to God, He reigns above:
Kind are His thoughts, His name is love,
His mercy ages past have known,
And ages long to come shall own.

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord
The wonders of His grace record;
How great His works! how kind His ways!
Let every tongue pronounce His praise.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

201 — The Mercy of God.
201The Mercy of God.11s.
1 THY mercy, my God, is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue;
Thy free grace alone, from the first to thelast,
Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast.

2 Without Thy sweet mercy, I could not live here,
Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair;
But through Thy free goodness my spirits revive,
And He that first made me still keeps me alive.

3 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart;
Dissolved by Thy goodness, I fall to the ground,
And weep to the praise of the mercy I've found.

4 The door of Thy mercy stands open all day,
To the poor and the needy, who knock by the way;
No sinner shall ever be empty sent back,
Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus's sake.

5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell;
Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell;
'Twas Jesus, my friend, when He hung on the tree,
That open'd the channel of mercy for me.

6 Great Father of mercies! Thy goodness I own,
And the covenant love of Thy crucified Son;
All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine
Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine!
John Stocker, 1776, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

202 — A Pardoning God.
202A Pardoning God.112th.
1 GREAT God of wonders! all Thy ways
Are matchless, God-like, and divine;
But the fair glories of Thy grace
More God-like and unrivall'd shine:
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?

2 Crimes of such horror to forgive,
Such guilty, daring worms to spare;
This is Thy grand prerogative,
And none shall in the honour share:
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?

3 In wonder lost, with trembling joy
We take the pardon of our God;
Pardon for crimes of deepest dye;
A pardon bought with Jesus' blood:
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?

4 Oh may this strange, this matchless grace
This God-like miracle of love,
Fill the wide earth with grateful praise,
And all th' angelic choirs above:
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
President Davies, 1769.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

203 — He is worthy to be praised.
203He is worthy to be praised.7s.
1 SONGS of praise the angels sang,
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,
When Jehovah's work begun,
When He spake, and it was done.

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born:
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.

3 Heaven and earth must pass away;
Songs of praise shall crown that day:
God will make new heavens and earth;
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.

4 And shall man alone be dumb
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No; the church delights to raise
Psalms and hymns, and songs of praise

5 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.

6 Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
James Montgomery, 1819.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

204 — "Thou hast created all things."
204"Thou hast created all things."8.7.
1 PRAISE to Thee, Thou great Creator!
Praise be Thine from every tongue;
Join, my soul, with every creature,
Join the universal song.

2 Father! Source of all compassion!
Pure, unbounded grace is Thine:
Hail the God of our salvation!
Praise Him for His love divine.

3 For ten thousand blessings given,
For the hope of future joy,
Sound His praise through earth and heaven,
Sound Jehovah's praise on high.

4 Joyfully on earth adore Him,
Till in heaven our song we raise;
There, enraptured fall before Him,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
John Fawcett, 1782, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

205 — "He that built all things is God."
205"He that built all things is God."C.M.
1 I SING the almighty power of God
That made the mountains rise;
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordain'd
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at His command,
And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That fill'd the earth with food;
He form'd the creatures with His word,
And then pronounced them good.

4 There's not a plant or flower below,
But makes Thy glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,
By order from Thy throne.

5 Creatures, as numerous as they be,
Are subject to Thy care;
There's not a place where we can flee
But God is present there.

6 In heaven He shines with beams of love,
With wrath in hell beneath;
'Tis on His earth I stand or move,
And 'tis His air I breathe.

7 His hand is my perpetual guard,
He guides me with His eye:
Why should I then forget the Lord,
Who is for ever nigh?
Isaac Watts, 1715.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

206 — Creating and Creating New.
206Creating and Creating New.C.M.
1 LET them neglect Thy glory, Lord,
Who never knew Thy grace;
But our loud songs shall still record
The wonders of Thy praise.

2 We raise our shouts, O God, to Thee,
And send them to Thy throne;
All glory to the united Three—
The undivided One.

3 'Twas He, and we'll adore His name,
That form'd us by a word;
'Tis He restores our ruin'd frame:
Salvation to the Lord!

4 Hosanna! let the earth and skies
Repeat the joyful sound;
Rocks, hills, and vales reflect the voice
In one eternal round.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

207 — Divine Predestination.
207Divine Predestination.C.M.
1 KEEP silence, all created things,
And wait your Maker's nod;
My soul stands trembling while she sings
The honours of her God.

2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown,
Hang on His firm decree;
He sits on no precarious throne,
Nor borrows leave to be.

3 Chain'd to His throne a volume lies,
With all the fates of men,
With every angel's form and size
Drawn by th' eternal pen.

4 His providence unfolds the book,
And makes His counsels shine;
Each opening leaf, and every stroke
Fulfils some deep design.

5 Here He exalts neglected worms
To sceptres and a crown;
Anon the following page He turns,
And treads the monarch down.

6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why,
Nor God the reason gives;
Nor dares the favourite angel pry
Between the folded leaves.

7 My God, I would not long to see
My fate with curious eyes,
What gloomy lines are writ for me,
Or what bright scenes may rise.

8 In Thy fair book of life and grace
May I but find my name,
Recorded in some humble place
Beneath my Lord the Lamb!
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

208 — All our Ways appointed.
208All our Ways appointed.7s.
1 SOVEREIGN Ruler of the skies!
Ever gracious, ever wise!
All my times are in Thy hand,
All events at Thy command.

2 His decree, who form'd the earth,
Fix'd my first and second birth;
Parents, native place, and time—
All appointed were by Him.

3 He that form'd me in the womb,
He shall guide me to the tomb;
All my times shall ever be
Order'd by His wise decree.

4 Times of sickness, times of health;
Times of penury and wealth;
Times of trial and of grief;
Times of triumph and relief;

5 Times the tempter's power to prove;
Times to taste a Saviour's love:
All must come, and last, and end,
As shall please my heavenly Friend.

6 Plagues and deaths around me fly,
Till He bids I cannot die:
Not a single shaft can hit
Till the God of love thinks fit.

7 O Thou Gracious, Wise, and Just,
In Thy hands my life I trust:
Have I somewhat dearer still?
I resign it to Thy will.

8 May I always own Thy hand
Still to the surrender stand;
Know that Thou art God alone,
I and mine are all Thine own.

9 Thee, at all times, will I bless;
Having Thee, I all possess;
How can I bereaved be,
Since I cannot part with Thee?
John Ryland, 1777.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

209 — Providence wise and good.
209Providence wise and good.L.M.
1 THY ways, O Lord! with wise design,
Are framed upon Thy throne above,
And every dark and bending line
Meets in the centre of Thy love.

2 With feeble light and half obscure,
Poor mortals Thy arrangements view;
Not knowing that the least are sure,
And the mysterious just and true.

3 Thy flock, Thy own peculiar care,
Though now they seem to roam uneyed,
Are led or driven only where
They best and safest may abide.

4 They neither know nor trace the way;
But, trusting to Thy piercing eye,
None of their feet to ruin stray,
Nor shall the weakest fail or die.

5 My favour'd soul shall meekly learn
To lay her reason at Thy throne;
Too weak Thy secrets to discern,
I'll trust Thee for my guide alone.
Ambrose Serle, 1787, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

210 — God's Counsels wise and just.
210God's Counsels wise and just.L.M.
1 WAIT, O my soul, Thy Maker's will:
Tumultuous passions, all be still;
Nor let a murmuring thought arise:
His ways are just, His counsels wise.

2 He in the thickest darkness dwells,
Performs His work, the cause conceals;
And, though His footsteps are unknown,
Judgment and truth support His throne.

3 In heaven and earth, in air and seas,
He executes His wise decrees:
And by His saints it stands confest,
That what He does is ever best.

4 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait,
With reverence bow before His seat;
And midst the terrors of His rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.
Benjamin Beddome, 1818.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

211 — Providence mysterious.
211Providence mysterious.C.M.
1 GOD moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up His bright designs,
And works His sovereign will.

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan His work in vain:
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
William Cowper, 1774.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

212 — Providence to be trusted.
212Providence to be trusted.L.M.
1 LORD, we adore Thy vast designs,
The obscure abyss of Providence,
Too deep to sound with mortal lines,
Too dark to view with feeble sense.

2 Now Thou arrayest Thine awful face
In angry frowns, without a smile;
We, through the cloud, believe Thy grace,
Secure of Thy compassion still.

3 Through seas and storms of deep distress
We sail by faith, and not by sight;
Faith guides us in the wilderness
Through all the briars and the night.

4 Dear Father, if Thy lifted rod
Resolve to scourge us here below,
Still we must lean upon our God,
Thine arm shall bear us safely through.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

213 — How unsearchable are Thy Judgments.
213How unsearchable are Thy Judgments.L.M.
1 LORD, my weak thought in vain would climb
To search the starry vault profound;
In vain would wing her flight sublime,
To find creation's utmost bound.

2 But weaker yet that thought must prove
To search Thy great eternal plan,
Thy sovereign counsels, born of love,
Long ages ere the world began.

3 When my dim reason would demand
Why that, or this, Thou dost ordain,
By some vast deep I seem to stand,
Whose secrets I must ask in vain.

4 When doubts disturb my troubled breast,
And all is dark as night to me,
Here, as on solid rock I rest;
That so it seemeth good to Thee.

5 Be this my joy, that evermore
Thou rulest all things at Thy will:
Thy sovereign wisdom I adore,
And calmly, sweetly, trust Thee still.
Ray Palmer, 1858.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

214 — Gratitude for Providence.
214Gratitude for Providence.C.M.
1 WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

2 Oh how shall words, with equal warmth,
The gratitude declare
That glows within my ravish'd heart!
But Thou canst read it there.

3 To all my weak complaints and cries
Thy mercy lent an ear,
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt
To form themselves in prayer.

4 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm unseen convey'd me safe,
And led me up to man.

5 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,
It gently clear'd my way:
And through the pleasing snares of vice,
More to be fear'd than they.

6 When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou
With health renew'd my face;
And when in sins and sorrow sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

7 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

8 When nature fails, and day and night
Divide Thy works no more,
My ever grateful heart, O Lord!
Thy mercy shall adore.

9 Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I'll raise;
But oh! eternity's too short
To utter all Thy praise.
Joseph Addison, 1712.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

215 — The God of Bethel.
215The God of Bethel.C.M.
1 O GOD of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed;
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led.

2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before Thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.

3 Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide:
Give us, each day, our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.

4 Oh spread Thy covering wings around,
Till all our wanderings cease.
And at our Father's loved abode,
Our souls arrive in peace.

5 Such blessings from Thy gracious hand
Our humble prayers implore;
And Thou shalt be our chosen God,
And portion evermore.
Philip Doddridge, 1755, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

216 — Goodness of God in Providence
216Goodness of God in ProvidenceC.M.
1 SINCE all the downward tracks of time
God's watchful eye surveys,
Oh! who so wise to choose our lot,
And regulate our ways?

2 Good, when He gives, supremely good!
Nor less when He denies:
E'en crosses from His sovereign hand
Are blessings in disguise.

3 Since none can doubt His equal love,
Immeasurably kind,
To His unerring, gracious will
Be every wish resign'd.
James Hervey, 1745, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

217 — "He careth for you."
217"He careth for you."C.M.
1 OH, why despond in life's dark vale?
Why sink to fears a prey?
Th' almighty power can never fail,
His love can ne'er decay.

2 Behold the birds that wing the air,
Nor sow nor reap the grain;
Yet God, with all a Father's care,
Relieves when they complain.

3 Behold the lilies of the field,
They toil nor labour know;
Yet royal robes to theirs must yield,
In beauty's richest glow.

4 That God who hears the raven's cry,
Who decks the lily's form,
Will surely all your wants supply,
And shield you in the storm.

5 Seek first His kingdom's grace to share,
Its righteousness pursue;
And all that needs your earthly care
Will be bestow'd on you.

6 Why then despond in life's dark vale?
Why sink to fears a prey?
Th' almighty power can never fail,
His love can ne'er decay.
Sabbath Hymn Book, 1858.
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Predestination in Connection with Grace
218 — Sovereign Grace.
218Sovereign Grace.C.M.
1 WHEN the Eternal bows the skies
To visit earthly things,
With scorn divine He turns His eyes
From towers of haughty kings.

2 He bids His awful chariot roll
Far downward from the skies,
To visit every humble soul,
With pleasure in His eyes.

3 Why should the Lord that reigns above
Disdain so lofty kings?
Say, Lord, and why such looks of love
Upon such worthless things?

4 Mortals, be dumb; what creature dares
Dispute His awful will?
Ask no account of His affairs,
But tremble, and be still.

5 Just like His nature is His grace,
All sovereign, and all free;
Great God, how searchless are Thy ways,
How deep Thy judgments be!
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

219 — Gracious Election.
219Gracious Election.11.8.
1 IN songs of sublime adoration and praise,
Ye pilgrims to Zion who press,
Break forth, and extol the great Ancient
of days, His rich and distinguishing grace.

2 His love, from eternity fix'd upon you,
Broke forth, and discover'd its flame,
When each with the cords of His kindness He drew,
And brought you to love His great name.

3 Oh, had He not pitied the state you were in,
Your bosom His love had ne'er felt;
You all would have lived, would have died too in sin,
And sunk with the load of your guilt.

4 What was there in you that could merit esteem,
Or give the Creator delight?
" 'Twas even so, Father," you ever must sing,
"Because it seem'd good in Thy sight."

5 'Twas all of Thy grace we were brought to obey,
While others were suffer'd to go
The road which by nature we chose as our way,
Which leads to the regions of woe.

6 Then give all the glory to His Holy name,
To Him all the glory belongs;
Be yours the high joy still to sound forth His fame,
And crown Him in each of your songs.
George Keith, 1787.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

220 — Electing Love acknowledged.
220Electing Love acknowledged.7.6.
1 'Tis not that I did choose Thee,
For, Lord, that could not be,
This heart would still refuse Thee,
But Thou hast chosen me:
Thou from the sin that stain'd me
Wash'd me and set me free,
And to this end ordain'd me,
That I should live to Thee.

2 'Twas sovereign mercy call'd me,
And taught my opening mind;
The world had else enthrall'd me,
To heavenly glories blind.
My heart owns none above Thee;
For Thy rich grace I thirst;
This knowing, if I love Thee,
Thou must have loved me first.
Josiah Conder, 1856.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

221 — Free Grace in Election.
221Free Grace in Election.8.7.4.
1 SONS we are through God's election,
Who in Jesus Christ believe;
By eternal destination,
Sovereign grace we here receive;
Lord, Thy mercy
Does both grace and glory give.

2 Every fallen soul, by sinning,
Merits everlasting pain;
But Thy love, without beginning,
Has restored Thy sons again:
Countless millions
Shall in life, through Jesus, reign.

3 Pause, my soul! adore, and wonder!
Ask, "Oh why such love to me?"
Grace hath put me in the number
Of the Saviour's family:
Hallelujah!
Thanks, eternal thanks, to Thee!

4 Since that love had no beginning,
And shall never, never cease;
Keep, oh keep me, Lord, from sinning!
Guide me in the way of peace!
Make me walk in
All the paths of holiness.

5 When I quit this feeble mansion,
And my soul returns to Thee,
Let the power of Thy ascension
Manifest itself in me:
Through Thy Spirit,
Give the final victory!

6 When the angel sounds the trumpet,
When my soul and body join,
When my Saviour comes to judgment,
Bright in majesty divine;
Let me triumph
In Thy righteousness as mine.

7 When in that blest habitation,
Which ray God has fore-ordain'd
When in glory's full possession,
I with saints and angels stand;
Free grace only
Shall resound through Canaan's land S—P—R—, 1777.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

222 — Electing Love adored.
222Electing Love adored.C.M.
1 OH, gift of gifts! Oh, grace of faith!
My God, now can it be
That Thou, who hast discerning love,
Shouldst give that gift to me!

2 How many hearts Thou might'st have had
More innocent than mine!
How many souls more worthy far
Of that pure touch of Thine!

3 Ah, Grace! into unlikeliest hearts
It is Thy boast to come;
The glory of Thy light to find
In darkest spots a home.

4 Thy choice, O God of goodness! then
I lovingly adore;
Oh, give me grace to keep Thy grace,
And grace to long for more!
Frederick William Faber, 1849.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

223 — Electing Love immutable.
223Electing Love immutable.L.M.
1 WHO shall condemn to endless flames
The chosen people of our God,
Since in the book of life their names
Are fairly writ in Jesus' blood?

2 He, for the sins of all the elect,
Hath a complete atonement made;
And Justice never can expect
That the same debt should twice he paid.

3 Not tribulation, nakedness,
The famine, peril, or the sword;
Not persecution, or distress,
Can separate from Christ the Lord.

4 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height,
Nor powers below, nor powers above,
Nor present things, nor things to come,
Can change His purposes of love.

5 His sovereign mercy knows no end,
His faithfulness shall still endure;
And those who on His word depend
Shall find His word for ever sure.
Benjamin Beddome, 1818.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

224 — Everlasting Love.
224Everlasting Love.L.M.
1 'TWAS with an everlasting love
That God His own elect embraced,
Before He made the worlds above,
Or earth on her huge columns placed.

2 Long ere the sun's refulgent ray
Primeval shades of darkness drove,
They on His sacred bosom lay,
Loved with an everlasting love.

3 Then, in the glass of His decrees,
Christ and His bride appear'd as one:
Her sin, by imputation, His,
Whilst she in spotless splendour shone.

4 O love, how high thy glories swell,
How great, immutable, and free!
Ten thousand sins, as black as hell,
Are swallow'd up, O love, in thee!

5 Loved when a wretch defiled with sin,
At war with heaven, in league with hell,
A slave to every lust obscene,
who, living, lived but to rebel.

6 Believer, here thy comfort stands,
From first to last salvation's free;
And everlasting love demands
An everlasting song from thee.
John Kent, 1803.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

225 — Election in Christ.
225Election in Christ.L.M.
1 JESUS, we bless Thy Father's name!
Thy God and ours are both the same;
What heavenly blessings from His throne
Flow down to sinners through His Son!

2 "Christ, be My first elect," He said,
Then chose our souls in Christ our head,
Before He gave the mountains birth,
Or laid foundations for the earth.

3 Thus did eternal love begin
To raise us up from death and sin;
Our characters were then decreed,
"Blameless in love, a holy seed."

4 Predestinated to be sons,
Born by degrees, but chose at once,
A new-regenerated race,
To praise the glory of His grace.

5 With Christ our Lord we share our part
In the affections of His heart;
Nor shall our souls be thence removed
Till He forgets His first-beloved.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

226 — Love before Atonement.
226Love before Atonement.C.M.
1 'TWAS not to make Jehovah's love
Towards the sinner flame,
That Jesus, from His throne above,
A suffering man became.

2 'Twas not the death which He endured,
Nor all the pangs He bore,
That God's eternal love procured,
For God was love before.

3 He loved the world of His elect
With love surpassing thought;
Nor will His mercy e'er neglect
The souls so dearly bought.

4 The warm affections of His breast
Towards His chosen burn;
And in His love He'll ever rest,
Nor from His oath return.

5 Still to confirm His oath of old,
See in the heavens His bow;
No fierce rebukes, but love untold
Awaits His children now.
John Kent, 1803
—Our Own Hymn-Book

The Covenant
227 — The Covenant.
227The Covenant.148th.
1 WITH David's Lord, and ours,
A covenant once was made,
Whose bonds are firm and sure,
Whose glories ne'er shall fade;
Sign'd by the sacred Three in One,
In mutual love ere time begun.

2 Firm as the lasting hills,
This covenant shall endure,
Whose potent shalls and wills
Make every blessing sure:
When ruin shakes all nature's frame,
Its jots and tittles stand the same.

3 Here, when thy feet shall fall,
Believer, thou shalt see
Grace to restore thy soul,
And pardon, full and free;
Thee with delight shall God behold
A sheep restored to Zion's fold.

4 And when through Jordan's flood
Thy God shall bid thee go,
His arm shall thee defend,
And vanquish every foe;
And in this covenant thou shalt view
Sufficient strength to bear thee through.
John Kent, 1803, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

228 — An everlasting Covenant.
228An everlasting Covenant.C.M.
1 MY God, the covenant of Thy love
Abides for ever sure;
And in its matchless grace I feel
My happiness secure.

2 What though my house be not with Thee
As nature could desire!
To nobler joys than nature gives
Thy servants all aspire.

3 Since Thou, the everlasting God,
My Father art become;
Jesus, ray guardian and my friend,
And heaven my final home.

4 I welcome all Thy sovereign will,
For all that will is love;
And when I know not what Thou dost,
I'll wait the light above.

5 Thy covenant the last accent claims
Of this poor faltering tongue;
And that shall the first notes employ
Of my celestial song.
Philip Doddridge, 1755.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

229 — The Covenant God extolled.
229The Covenant God extolled.6.8.4.
1 THE God of Abraham praise
Who reigns enthroned above,
Ancient of everlasting days,
And God of love!
Jehovah, great I AM!
By earth and heaven confest;
I bow, and bless the sacred name,
For ever blest!

2 The God of Abraham praise,
At whose supreme command,
From earth I rise, and seek the joys
At His right hand:
I all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, fame, and power;
And Him my only portion make,
My shield and tower.

3 The God of Abraham praise,
Whose all-sufficient grace
Shall guide me all my happy days
In all His ways:
He calls a worm His friend,
He calls Himself my God!
And He shall save me to the end,
Through Jesus' blood.

4 He by Himself hath sworn,
I on His oath depend;
I shall, on eagles' wings upborne,
To heaven ascend:
I shall behold His face,
I shall His power adore,
And sing the wonders of His grace
For evermore.

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5 Though nature's strength decay,
And earth and hell withstand,
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way
At His command:
The watery deep I pass
With Jesus in my view,
And through the howling wilderness
My way pursue.

6 The goodly land I see,
With peace and plenty blest;
A land of sacred liberty,
And endless rest:
There milk and honey flow,
And oil and wine abound,
And trees of life for ever grow,
With mercy crown'd.

7 There dwells the Lord our King,
The Lord our righteousness!
Triumphant o'er the world and sin,
The Prince of Peace.
On Sion's sacred height,
His kingdom still maintains;
And glorious with His saints in light,
For ever reigns.

8 The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to God on high,
"Hail Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!"
They ever cry:
Hail, Abraham's God, and mine!
I join the heavenly lays;
All might and majesty are Thine,
And endless praise.
Thomas Olivers, 1771
—Our Own Hymn-Book

The Work of Grace as a Whole
230 — All Mercies traced to electing Love.
230All Mercies traced to electing Love.148th.
1 INDULGENT God! how kind
Are all Thy ways to me,
Whose dark benighted mind
Was enmity with Thee;
Yet now, subdued by sovereign grace,
My spirit longs for Thine embrace.

2 How precious are Thy thoughts,
That o'er my bosom roll;
They swell beyond my faults,
And captivate my soul;
How great their sum, how high they rise,
Can ne'er be known beneath the skies.

3 Preserved in Jesus, when
My feet made haste to hell;
And there should I have gone,
But Thou dost all things well;
Thy love was great, Thy mercy free,
Which from the pit deliver'd me.

4 Before Thy hands had made
The sun to rule the day,
Or earth's foundation laid,
Or fashion'd Adam's clay,
What thoughts of peace and mercy flow'd
In Thy dear bosom, O my God!

5 Oh! fathomless abyss,
Where hidden mysteries lie:
The seraph finds his bliss,
Within the same to pry;
Lord, what is man, Thy desperate foe,
That Thou shouldst bless and love him so?

6 A monument of grace,
A sinner saved by blood:
The streams of love I trace
Up to the Fountain, God;
And in His sacred bosom see
Eternal thoughts of love to me.
John Kent, 1803.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

231 — Eternal Love exalted.
231Eternal Love exalted.C.M.
1 SAVED from the damning power of sin,
The law's tremendous curse,
We'll now the sacred song begin
Where God began with us.

2 We'll sing the vast unmeasured grace
Which, from the days of old,
Did all the chosen sons embrace,
As sheep within the fold.

3 The basis of eternal love
Shall mercy's frame sustain;
Earth, hell, or sin, the same to move,
Shall all conspire in vain.

4 Sing, O ye sinners bought with blood,
Hail the Great Three in One;
Tell how secure the covenant stood
Ere time its race begun.

5 Ne'er had ye felt the guilt of sin,
Nor sweets of pardoning love,
Unless your worthless names had been
Enroll'd to life above.

6 Oh what a sweet exulting song
Shall rend the vaulted skies,
When, shouting grace, the blood-wash'd throng
Shall see the Top Stone rise.
John Kent, 1803.
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232 — The Love that God hath to us.
232The Love that God hath to us.C.M.
1 OH, love beyond the reach of thought,
That form'd the sovereign plan,
Ere Adam had our ruin wrought,
Of saving fallen man!

2 God had so loved our rebel race
As His own Son to give,
That whoso will amazing grace!
May look to Him and live.

3 Chosen in Christ, His ransom'd flock
Th' eternal purpose prove:
By nature of a sinful stock,
Made blameless now in love.

4 Ransom'd by price, by blood redeem'd,
Restored by power divine,
Though lightly by the world esteem'd,
They as the stars shall shine.

5 Bless'd be the Father of our Lord,
From whom all blessings spring;
And bless'd be the Incarnate Word,
Our Saviour and our King!

6 We know and have believed the love
Which God through Christ displays:
And when we see His face above,
We'll nobler anthems raise.
Josiah Conder, 1856.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

233 — "Grace reigns."
233"Grace reigns."S.M.
1 GRACE! 'tis a charming sound!
Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.

3 Grace first inscribed my name
In God's eternal book:
'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
Who all my sorrows took.

4 Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

5 Grace taught my soul to pray,
And made my eyes o'erflow;
'Twas grace that kept me to this day,
And will not let me go.

6 Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
Philip Doddridge, 1755;
Augustus M. Toplady, 1776.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

234 — Grace most free.
234Grace most free.S.M.
1 NOT to myself I owe
That I, O Lord, am Thine;
Free grace hath all the shades broke through,
And caused the light to shine.

2 Me Thou hast willing made
Thy offers to receive;
Call'd by the voice that wakes the dead,
I come to Thee and live.

3 Because Thy sovereign love
Was bent the worst to save;
Jesus who reigns enthroned above,
The free salvation gave.
Augustus M Toplady, 1759.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

235 — All due to Grace.
235All due to Grace.C.M.
1 ALL that I was, my sin, my guilt,
My death, was all mine own;
All that I am, I owe to Thee,
My gracious God, alone.

2 The evil of my former state
Was mine, and only mine;
The good in which I now rejoice
Is Thine, and only Thine.

3 The darkness of my former state,
The bondage—all was mine;
The light of life in which I walk,
The liberty—is Thine.

4 Thy grace that made me feel my sin
It taught me to believe;
Then, in believing, peace I found,
And now I live, I live.

5 All that I am, e'en here on earth,
All that I hope to be,
When Jesus comes and glory dawns,
I owe it, Lord, to Thee.
Horatius Bonar, 1856.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

236 — Salvation by Grace in Christ.
236Salvation by Grace in Christ.L.M.
1 NOW to the power of God supreme
Be everlasting honours given;
He saves from hell (we bless His name),
He calls our wand'ring feet to heaven.

2 Not for our duties or deserts,
But of His own abounding grace,
He works salvation in our hearts,
And forms a people for His praise.

3 'Twas His own purpose that begun
To rescue rebels doom'd to die;
He gave us grace in Christ His Son
Before He spread the starry sky.

4 Jesus the Lord appears at last,
And makes His Father's counsels known;
Declares the great transactions past,
And brings immortal blessings down.

5 He dies; and in that dreadful night
Did all the powers of hell destroy;
Rising, He brought our heaven to light,
And took possession of the joy.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

237 — Grace claims the Glory.
237Grace claims the Glory.C.M.
1 NOT for the works which we have done,
Or shall hereafter do,
Hath God decreed on sinful worms
Salvation to bestow.

2 The glory, Lord, from first to last,
Is due to Thee alone:
Aught to ourselves we dare not take,
Or rob Thee of Thy crown.

3 Our glorious Surety undertook
To satisfy for man,
And grace was given us in Him
Before the world began.

4 This is Thy will, that in Thy love
We ever should abide;
And lo, we earth and hell defy
To make Thy counsel void.

5 Not one of all the chosen race
But shall to heaven attain;
Partake on earth the purposed grace,
And then with Jesus reign.

6 Of Father, Son, and Spirit, we
Extol the threefold care;
Whose love, whose merit, and whose power
Unite to lift us there.
Augustus M. Toplady, 1774.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

238 — Sin subdued by Grace.
238Sin subdued by Grace.C M.
1 LORD, we confess our numerous faults,
How great our guilt has been!
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,
And all our lives were sin.

2 But, O my soul! for ever praise,
For ever love His name,
Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways
Of folly, sin, and shame.

3 'Tis not by works of righteousness
Which our own hands have done;
But we are saved by sovereign grace
Abounding through His Son.

4 'Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin;
'Tis by the water and the blood
Our souls are wash'd from sin.

5 'Tis through the purchase of His death
Who hung upon the tree.
The Spirit is sent down to breathe
On such dry bones as we.

6 Raised from the dead, we live anew;
And, justified by grace,
We shall appear in glory too,
And Bee our Father's face.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

239 — Salvation.
239Salvation.C.M.
1 SALVATION! oh, the Joyful sound!
'Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every 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 divine.
To see a heavenly day.

3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

240 — The Unspeakable Gift.
240The Unspeakable Gift.C.M.
1 COME, happy souls, approach your God
With new melodious songs;
Come, render to almighty grace
The tribute of your tongues.

2 So strange, so boundless was the love
That pitied dying men,
The Father sent His equal Son
To give them life again.

3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd
With an avenging rod,
No hard commission to perform,
The vengeance of a God.

4 But all was mercy, all was mild,
And wrath forsook the throne,
When Christ on the kind errand came,
And brought salvation down.

5 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds,
And wipe your sorrows dry;
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name,
And you shall never die.

6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls
Accept Thine offer'd grace;
We bless the great Redeemer's love,
And give the Father praise.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

241 — The Messenger of Grace.
241The Messenger of Grace.S.M.
1 RAISE your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune;
Let the wide earth resound the deeds
Celestial grace has done.

2 Sing how eternal love
Its chief Beloved chose,
And bid Him raise our wretched race
From their abyss of woes.

3 His hand no thunder bears,
Nor terror clothes His brow:
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.

4 'Twas mercy fill'd the throne,
And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons down
To rebels doom'd to die.

5 Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrows cease;
Bow to the sceptre of His love,
And take the offer'd peace.

6 Lord, we obey Thy call:
We lay an humble claim
To the salvation Thou hast brought,
And love and praise Thy name.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

242 — "We will rejoice in His Salvation."
242"We will rejoice in His Salvation."L.M.
1 GOD of salvation, we adore
Thy saving love, Thy saving power;
And to our utmost stretch of thought,
Hail the redemption Thou hast wrought.

2 We love the stroke that breaks our chain,
The sword by which our sins are slain;
And while abased in dust we bow,
We sing the grace that lays us low.

3 Perish each thought of human pride,
Let God alone be magnified;
His glory let the heavens resound,
Shouted from earth's remotest bound.

4 Saints, who His full salvation know,
Saints who but taste it here below,
Join with the angelic choir to raise
Transporting songs of deathless praise.
Philip Doddridge, 1755.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

243 — Grace Immutable.
243Grace Immutable.148th.
1 O MY distrustful heart,
How small thy faith appears!
But greater, Lord, Thou art
Than all my doubts and fears:
Did Jesus once upon me shine?
Then Jesus is for ever mine.

2 Unchangeable His will,
Whatever be my frame;
His loving heart is still
Eternally the same:
My soul through many changes goes,
His love no variation knows.

3 Thou, Lord, wilt carry on,
And perfectly perform,
The work Thou hast begun
In me a sinful worm:
'Midst all my fears, and sin, and woe,
Thy Spirit will not let me go.

4 The bowels of Thy grace
At first did freely move:
I still shall see Thy face,
And feel that God is love:
My soul into Thine arms I cast,
I know I shall be saved at last.
William Hammond, 1745.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

244 — Grace enjoyed.
244Grace enjoyed.C.M.
1 ARISE, my soul, my joyful powers,
And triumph in my God;
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad.

2 He raised me from the deeps of sin,
The gates of gaping hell,
And fix'd my standing more secure
Thau 'twas before I fell.

3 The arms of everlasting love
Beneath my soul He placed;
And on the Rock of Ages set
My slippery footsteps fast.

4 The city of my bless'd abode
Is wall'd around with grace;
Salvation for a bulwark stands
To shield the sacred place.

5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite,
And all his legions roar;
Almighty mercy guards my life,
And bounds his raging power.

6 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing;
Loud hallelujahs shall address
My Saviour and my King.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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245 — Grace completing its Work.
245Grace completing its Work.S.M.
1 TO God the only wise,
Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.

2 His tried almighty love,
His counsel and His care,
Preserve us safe from sin and death,
And every hurtful snare.

3 He will present our souls
Unblemish'd and complete
Before the glory of His face,
With joys divinely great.

4 Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet around the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of His grace,
And make His wonders known.

5 To our Redeemer God
Wisdom and power belong,
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And everlasting song.
Isaac Watts, 1709, a.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

246 — Love Unfailing.
246Love Unfailing.C.M.
1 NOW shall my inward joys arise,
And burst into a song;
Almighty love inspires my heart,
And pleasure tunes my tongue.

2 God on His thirsty Sion-hill
Some mercy drops has thrown,
And solemn oaths have bound His love
To shower salvation down.

3 Why do we then indulge our fears,
Suspicions and complaints?
Is He a God, and shall His grace
Grow weary of His saints?

4 Can a kind woman e'er forget
The infant of her womb,
And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts,
Her suckling have no room?

5 "Yet" saith the Lord, "should nature change
And mothers monsters prove,
Sion still dwells upon the heart
Of everlasting love.

6 "Deep on the palms of both My hands
I have engraved her name;
My hands shall raise her ruin'd walls,
And build her broken frame."
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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247 — Grace acknowledged.
247Grace acknowledged.7s., 6 lines.
1 WHEN I stand before the throne
Dress'd in beauty not my own,
When I see Thee as Thou art,
Love Thee with unsinning heart,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know-
Not till then—how much I owe.

2 Chosen not for good in me,
Waken'd up from wrath to flee,
Hidden in the Saviour's side,
By the Spirit sanctified,
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
By my love, how much I owe.

3 Oft I walk beneath the cloud,
Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud;
But, when fear is at the height,
Jesus comes, and all is light;
Blessed Jesus! bid me show
Doubting saints how much I owe.
Robert Murray M'Cheyne, 1837.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

248 — Grace causing Love.
248Grace causing Love.C.M.
1 WE love Thee, Lord, because when we
Had err'd and gone astray,
Thou didst recall our wandering souls
Into the heavenward way.

2 When helpless, hopeless, we were lost
In sin and sorrow's night,
Thou didst send forth a guiding ray
Of Thy benignant light.

3 Because when we forsook Thy ways,
Nor kept Thy holy will,
Thou wert not the avenging Judge,
But gracious Father still:

4 Because we have forgot Thee, Lord,
But Thou hast not forgot;
Because we have forsaken Thee,
But Thou forsakest not:

5 Because, O Lord, Thou lovedst us
With everlasting love;
Because Thou send'st Thy Son to die,
That we might live above:

6 Because, when we were heirs of wrath,
Thou gav'st us hope of heaven;
We love because we much have sinn'd,
And much have been forgiven.
Julia Anne Elliott, 1835.
—Our Own Hymn-Book

249 — Deity and Humanity of our Lord.
249Deity and Humanity of our Lord.L.M.
1 ERE the blue heavens were stretch'd abroad,
From everlasting was the Word:
With God He was; the Word was God,
And must divinely be adored.

2 By His own power were all things made;
By Him supported all things stand;
He is the whole creation's head,
And angels fly at His command.

3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell,
He led the host of morning stars;
(Thy generation who can tell,
Or count the number of Thy years?)

4 But lo! He leaves those heavenly forms,
The Word descends and dwells in clay,
That He may hold converse with worms,
Dress'd in such feeble flesh as they.

5 Mortals with joy beheld His face,
Th' eternal Father's only Son;
How full of truth! how full of grace!
When through His eyes the Godhead shone!

6 Archangels leave their high abode
To learn new mysteries here, and tell
The love of our descending God,
The glories of Immanuel.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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250 — His great Love.
250His great Love.L.M.
1 THE Lord of glory, moved by love,
Descends, in mercy, from above;
And He, before whom angels bow,
Is found a man of grief below.

2 Such love is great, too great for thought,
Its length and breadth in vain are sought;
No tongue can tell its depth and height;
The love of Christ is infinite.

3 But though His love no measure knows,
The Saviour to His people shows
Enough to give them joy, when known,
Enough to make their hearts His own.

4 Constrained by this, they walk with Him,
His love their most delightful theme;
To glorify Him here, their aim,
Their hope, in heaven to praise His name.
Thomas Kelly, 1808.
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251 — Praise to the Redeemer.
251Praise to the Redeemer.8.7.4.
1 MIGHTY God! while angels bless Thee,
May an infant lisp Thy name?
Lord of men, as well as angels,
Thou art every creature's theme.
Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen.

2 Lord of every land and nation,
Ancient of eternal days!
Sounded through the wide creation
Be Thy just and lawful praise.
Hallelujah, &c.

3 For the grandeur of Thy nature,
Grand beyond a seraph's thought;
For created works of power,
Works with skill and kindness wrought
Hallelujah, &c.

4 For Thy providence, that governs
Through Thine empire's wide domain,
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow;
Blessed be Thy gentle reign.
Hallelujah, &c.

5 But Thy rich, Thy free redemption,
Dark through brightness all along:
Thought is poor, and poor expression
Who dare sing that awful song?
Hallelujah, &c.

6 Brightness of the Father's glory,
Shall Thy praise unutter'd lie?
Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence!
Sing the Lord who came to die.
Hallelujah, &c.

7 Did archangels sing Thy coming?
Did the shepherds learn their lays?
Shame would cover me ungrateful,
Should my tongue refuse to praise.
Hallelujah, &c.

8 From the highest throne in glory,
To the cross of deepest woe;
All to ransom guilty captives:
Flow, my praise, for ever flow.
Hallelujah, &c.

9 Go, return, immortal Saviour!
Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne;
Thence return, and reign for ever,
Be the kingdom all Thy own.
Hallelujah, &c.
Robert Robinson, 1774.
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252 — Joy at Jesus' Birth.
252Joy at Jesus' Birth.8.7.
1 LET us all with grateful praises,
Celebrate the happy day,
When the lovely, loving Jesus
First partook of human clay;

2 When the heavenly host assembled,
Gazed with wonder from the sky;
Angels joy'd, and devils trembled,
Neither fully knowing why.

3 Long had Satan reign'd imperious,
Till the woman's promised seed,
Born a babe, by birth mysterious,
Came to bruise the serpent's head

4 Crush, dear babe, his power within us,
Break our chains, and set us free
Pull down all the bars between us,
Till we fly, and cleave to Thee.
Joseph Hart, 1759.
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253 — Good Tidings.
253Good Tidings.8.7.4.
1 ANGELS, from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth,
Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth:
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.

2 Saints, before the altar bending,
Waiting long with hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord descending
In His temple shall appear;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.

3 Sinners, wrung with true repentance,
Doom'd for guilt to endless pains,
Justice now repeals the sentence,
Mercy calls you—break your chains;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
James Montgomery, 1819.
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254 — Heaven's Joy at Incarnation.
254Heaven's Joy at Incarnation.C.M.
1 MORTALS, awake, with angels join.
And chant the solemn lay;
Joy, love, and gratitude combine
To hail the auspicious day.

2 In heaven the rapturous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire
Through all the shining legions ran,
And strung and tuned the lyre.

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew,
And loud the echo roll'd;
The theme, the song, the joy was new,
'Twas more than heaven could hold.

4 Down from the portals of the sky
The impetuous torrent ran;
And angels flew with eager joy
To bear the news to man.

5 Hark! the cherubic armies shout,
And glory leads the song;
Good will and peace" are heard through-out
The harmonious heavenly throng.

6 With joy the chorus we repeat,
"Glory to God on high!
Good-will and peace are now complete;
Jesus was born to die!"

7 Hail, Prince of Life! for ever hail,
Redeemer, brother, friend!
Though earth, and time, and life should fail,
Thy praise snail never end.
Samuel Medley, 1787.
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255 — Advent Morning.
255Advent Morning.7s.
1 BRIGHT and joyful is the morn;
For to us a Child is born;
From the highest realms of heaven
Unto us a Son is given.

2 On His shoulders He shall bear
Power and majesty—and wear
On His vesture, and His thigh,
Names most awful, names most high.

3 Wonderful in counsel He;
The incarnate Deity,
Sire of Ages ne'er to cease;
King of kings, and Prince of Peace.

4 Come and worship at His feet,
Yield to Christ the homage meet;
From His manger to His throne,
Homage due to God alone.
James Montgomery, 1819.
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256 — The Angel's Song.
256The Angel's Song.7s.
1 HARK, the herald angels sing,
Glory to the new-born King.
"Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
God and sinners reconciled."

2 Joyful, all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
Hail the Heaven-born Prince of Peace
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!

3 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see;
Hail the incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with men to appear,
Jesus our Immanuel here.

4 Mild He lays His glory by;
Born, that men no more might die;
Born to raise the sons of earth;
Born, to give them second birth.

5 Come, Desire of Nations, come!
Fix in us Thy humble home;
Rise, the woman's promised Seed,
Bruise in us the serpent's head.

6 Glory to the new-born King!
Let us all the anthem sing,
"Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
God and sinners reconciled."
Charles Wesley, 1739.
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257 — The Advent.
257The Advent.C.M.
1 HARK, the glad sound, the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promised long!
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.

2 On Him the Spirit, largely pour'd,
Exerts its sacred fire;
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love,
His holy breast inspire.

3 He comes, the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

4 He comes, from thickest films of vice,
To clear the mental ray;
And on the eye-balls of the blind
To pour celestial day.

5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure;
And, with the treasures of His grace
To enrich the humble poor

6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With Thy beloved name.
Philip Doddridge, 1755.
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258 — Joy at His Coming.
258Joy at His Coming.C.M.
1 JOY to the world; the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King:
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And heaven and nature sing.

2 Joy to the earth; the Saviour reigns!
Let men their songs employ:
While fields, and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.

4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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259 — "He humbled Himself."
259"He humbled Himself."C.M.
1 SAVIOUR of men, and Lord of love,
How sweet Thy gracious name!
With joy that errand we review
On which Thy mercy came.

2 While all Thy own angelic bands
Stood watting on the wing,
Charm'd with the honour to obey
The word of such a King.

3 For us mean, wretched, sinful men,
Thou laidst that glory by;
First, in our mortal flesh, to serve;
Then, in that flesh, to die.

4 Bought with Thy service and Thy blood,
We doubly, Lord, are Thine;
To Thee our lives we would devote,
To Thee our death resign.
Philip Doddridge, 1755.
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260 — Jesus the Son of Man.
260Jesus the Son of Man.C.M.
1 IT is my sweetest comfort, Lord,
And will for ever be,
To muse upon the gracious truth
Of Thy humanity.

2 Oh joy! there sitteth in our flesh,
Upon a throne of light,
One of a human mother born,
In perfect Godhead bright!

3 Though earth's foundations should be moved,
Down to their lowest deep;
Though all the trembling universe
Into destruction sweep;

4 For ever God, for ever man,
My Jesus shall endure;
And fix'd on Him, my hope remains
Eternally secure.
Edward Caswall, 1858.
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261 — Flesh of our Flesh.
261Flesh of our Flesh.L.M.
1 JESUS, who pass'd the angels by,
Assum'd our flesh, to bleed and die;
And still He makes it His abode;
As man, He fills the throne of God.

2 Our next of kin, our Brother now,
Is He to whom the angels bow;
They join with us to praise His Name,
But we the nearest interest claim.

3 But ah! how faint our praises rise!
Sure 'tis the wonder of the skies,
That we, who share His richest love,
So cold and unconcern'd should prove.

4 Oh glorious hour! it comes with speed,
When we from sin and darkness freed,
Shall see the God who died for man,
And praise Him more than angels can.
John Newton, 1779.
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