-2 There I behold, with sweet delight,

The blessed Three in One;
And strong affections fix my sight
On God's incarnate Son,

o 3 His promise stands forever firm;
His grace shall ne'er depart;
-He binds my name upon his arm,
And seals it on his heart.

4 Light are the pains that nature brings:
How short our sorrows are-
When with eternal, future things,
The present we compare!

o 5 I would not be a stranger still
To that celestial place,
Where I forever hope to dwell
Near my Redeemer's face.

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HYMN 163. C. M. Reading. [*]

Complaint of Desertion and Temptations.}

1 [])EAR Lord, behold our sore distress;
Our sins attempt to reign,

Stretch out thine arm of conquering grace,
And let thy foes be slain.

2 (The lion, with his dreadful roar,
Affrights thy feeble sheep:
Reveal the glory of thy power,
And chain him to the deep.

3 Must we indulge a long despair?
Shall our petitions die?

Our mournings never reach thine ear,
Nor tears affect thine eye?)

4 If Thou despise a mortal groan,
Yet hear a Saviour's blood;
An Advocate, so near the throne,
Pleads and prevails with God.

5 He brought the Spirit's powerful sword,
To slay our deadly foes:

Our sins shall die beneath thy word,
And hell in vain oppose.

6 How boundless is our Father's grace,
In height, and depth, and length!
He made his Son our righteousness;
His Spirit is our strength.]

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HYMN 164 C. M. Windsor [b]
The End of the World.

WH

THY should this earth delight us so?
Why should we fix our eyes

On these low grounds, where sorrows grow,
And every pleasure dies?

e 2 While Time his sharpest teeth prepares
Our comforts to devour,

o There is a land above the stars, And joys above his power.

e 3 Nature shall be dissolved and die, The sun must end his race;

-The earth and sea forever fly

Before my Saviour's face.

o 4 When will that glorious morning rise?
When the last trumpet sound,

And call the nations to the skies,
From underneath the ground?]

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HYMN 165. C. M. Wantage. China. [b] Unfruitfulness, Ignorance, and unsanctified Affections. ONG have I sat beneath the sound

PL of thy salvation, Lord;

But still how weak my faith is found-
And knowledge of thy word!

e 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place,
And hear almost in vain ;

How small a portion of thy grace
My memory can retain !

3 [My dear Almighty, and my God,
How little art thou known,

By all the judgments of thy rod,
And blessings of thy throne !]

p 4 (How cold and feeble is my love!
How negligent my fear!

How low my hopes of joys above!
How few affections there!)

-5 Great God, thy sovereign power impart,
To give thy word success;
Write thy salvation in my heart,

And make me learn thy grace.

c 6 (Show my forgetful feet the way,
That leads to joys on high;

There knowledge grows without decay,
And love shall never die.)

HYMN 166. C. M. Mitcham.
The Divine Perfections.

H That Infinite UNKNOWN?
TOW shall I praise th' eternal God,

e Who can ascend his high abode,
Or venture near his throne?
2 (The great Invisible! he dwells
Concealed in dazzling light:

e But his all-searching eye reveals
The secrets of the night.

-3 Those watchful eyes that never sleep,
Survey the world around;

e His wisdom is a boundless deep,
Where all our thoughts are drowned.)

o 4 (Speak we of strength? his arm is strong,
To save or to destroy;

e Infinite years his life prolong,

And endless is his joy.)

-5 (He knows no shadow of a change,

Nor alters his decrees;

g Firm as a rock his truth remains, To guard his promises.)

p 6 (Sinners before his presence die : How holy is his name!

d His anger and his jealousy

Burn like devouring flame.)

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e 7 Justice, upon a dreadful throne, Maintains the rights of God;

o While Mercy sends her pardons down, Bought with a Saviour's blood.

e 8 Now to my soul, immortal King, Speak some forgiving word;

o Then 'twill be double joy to sing The glories of my Lord.]

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HYMN 167. L. M. Psalm 97. [*]

The same.

[GREAT God: thy glories shall employ

My holy fear, my humble joy;

My lips, in songs of honour, bring

Their tribute to th' eternal King.

2 (Earth and the stars, and worlds unknown, Depend, precarious, on his throne;

All nature hangs upon his word,

And grace and glory own their Lord.)

3 (His sovereign power what mortal knows?
If he commands, who dare oppose?
With strength he girds himself around,
And treads the rebels to the ground.)
4 (Who shall pretend to teach him skill,
Or guide the counsels of his will?
His wisdom, like a sea divine,
Flows deep and high beyond our line.)
5 (His Name is holy, and his eye
Burns with immortal jealousy;

He hates the sons of pride, and sheds
His fiery vengeance on their heads.)
6 (The beamings of his piercing sight
Bring dark hypocrisy to light;
Death and destruction naked lie,
And hell uncovered to his eye.)
7 (Th' eternal law before him stands:
His justice, with impartial hands,
Divides to all their due reward,
Or by the sceptre or the sword.)
8 (His mercy, like a boundless sea,
Washes our load of guilt away;

While his own Son came down and died,
To engage his justice on our side.)

9 (Each of his words demands my faith;
My soul can rest on all he saith;
His truth inviolably keeps
The largest promise of his lips.)
10 Oh, tell me, with a gentle voice,
Thou art my God, and I'll rejoice:
Filled with thy love, I dare proclaim
The brightest honours of thy name.

HYMN 168. L.M. Old Hundred. Psalm 97. [*]

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The same.

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.
e 2 His terrors keep the world in awe,
His justice guards his holy law,-

o His love reveals a smiling face,

His truth and promise seal the grace. -3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baffles Satan's deep designs;

o His power is sovereign to fulfill
The noblest counsels of his will.

e 4 And will this glorious Lord descend,
To be my Father and my Friend?
g Then let my songs with angels join!
Heaven is secure, if God be mine.

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HYMN 169. P. M. Triumph. [*]

The same.

HE Lord Jehovah reigns,

This throne is built on high;

The garments he assumes,
Are light and majesty;
His glories shine

With beams so bright,
No mortal eye
Can bear the sight.

2 The thunders of his hand,
Keep the wide world in awe;
His wrath and justice stund,
To guard his holy law;

And where his love
Resolves to bless,
His truth confirms
And seals the grace.

3 Through all his ancient works,
Surprising wisdom shines;
Confounds the powers of hell,
And breaks their cursed designs:
Strong is his arm—

And shall fulfill

His great decrees,
His sovereign will.

4 And can this mighty King
Of glory condescend-

And will he write his name,

My Father and my Friend?
I love his name,

I love his word;
Join, all my powers,
And praise the Lord

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