HYMN 170. L. M. Psalm 97. Old Hundred.[*]

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God incomprehensible and sovereign.

ICAN creatures, to perfection, find
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, Tanzan

3 But man, vain man, would fain be wise;
Born like a wild young colt, he flies
Through all the follies of his mind,
And smells and snuffs the empty wind.]

4 God is a King of power unknown;
Firm are the orders of his throne;

e If he resolve, who dare oppose,

Or ask him why, or what he does?"

-5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole; He calms the tempests of the soul;

e When he shuts up in long despair,
Who can remove the heavy bar?

g 6 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.

7 He gave the vaulted heaven its form,
The crooked serpent and the worm;
He breaks the billows with his breath,
And smites the sons of pride to death.
-8 These are a portion of his ways,
e But who shall dare describe his face?
e Who can endure the light? or stand
To hear the thunders of his hand?

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END OF THE SECOND BOOK

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HYMNS

AND

SPIRITUAL SONGS.

BOOK III.

PREPARED FOR THE HOLY ORDINANCE OF THE
LORD'S SUPPER.

HYMN 1. L. M. Gloucester. [* b] The Lord's Supper instituted. 1 Cor. xi. 23, &c. 1 r WAS on that dark, that doleful night, "When powers of earth and hell arose

Against the Son of God's delight,

And friends betrayed him to his foes2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and blessed and brake; e What love through all his actions ran! What wondrous words of grace he spake! d 3 This is my body-broke for sinReceive and eat the living food:

Then took the cup and blessed the wine: d 'Tis the new covenant in my blood.

4 [For us his flesh with nails was torn ;
He bore the scourge, he left the thorn;
And justice poured upon his head
Its heavy vengeance, in our stead.
5 For us his vital blood was spilt,
To buy the pardon of our guilt;
When for black crimes of biggest size,
He gave his soul a sacrifice.]

6 Do this, he cried, till time shall end,`
In memory of your dying friend;
Meet at my table, and record

The love of your departed Lord. o 7 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate;

We show thy death, we sing thy name;
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.

HYMN 2. S. M. Dover. [*]

Communion with Christ and with Saints. 1 Cor. x. 16,17.

1 [TESUS invites his saints

meet around his board;

Here pardoned rebels sit, and hold Cominunion with their Lord. 2 For food he gives his flesh; He bids us drink his blood: Amazing favour! matchless graceOf our descending God!] 3. This holy bread and wine Maintain our fainting breath, By union with our living Lord, And interest in his death. 4 Our heavenly Father calls Christ and his members one; e We the young children of his love, And he the First-born Son.

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5 We are but several parts
Of the same broken bread;
One body hath its several limbs,
But Jesus is the head.

6 Let all our powers be joined,
His glorious Name to raise :
Pleasure and love fill every mind,
And every voice be praise.

HYMN 3. C. M. York. [*]

The New Covenant sealed.

1 "T Shall stand forever good"
HE promise of my Father's love
e He said-and gave his soul to death,
And sealed the grace with blood.
-2 To this dear covenant of thy word
I set my worthless name;

I seal th' engagement to my Lord,
And make my humble claim.

3 The light, and strength, and pardoning grace,
And glory shall be mine;

My life and soul, my heart and flesh,

And all my powers are thine.

4 I call that legacy my own, Which Jesus did bequeath;

p "Twas purchased with a dying groan, And ratified in death.

o 5 Sweet is the memory of his name,
Who blessed us in his will;
And to his testament of love.
Made his own life the seal.

HYMN 4. C. M.

f

Canterbury. [b]

Christ's dying Love.

e 1 H Was God's eternal Son!
OW condescending, and how kind1

e Our misery reached his heavenly mind,
And pity brought him down.

e 2 [When Justice, by our sins provoked,
Drew forth his dreadful sword;
-He gave his soul up to the stroke,
Without a murmuring word.]

p 3 He sunk beneath our heavy woes,
To raise us to his throne:

-There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows,
But cost his heart å groan.

e

-4 This was compassion like a God-
That when the Saviour knew

The price of pardon was his blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.

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o 5 Now, though he reigns exalted high, His love is still as great:

e Well he remembers CalvaryNor let his saints forget.

e 6 [Here we behold his bowels roll, As kind as when he died;

p And see the sorrows of his soul,

Bleed through his wounded side. -7 Here we receive repeated seals Of Jesus' dying love:

Hard is the wretch who never feels
One soft affection move.]

p 8 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record;
-And, with our joy for pardoned guilt,
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.

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HYMN 5. C. M., Barby. [*]
Christ the Bread of Life. John vi. 31, 35, 39,

1LET us adore th' eternal Word

'Tis he our souls hath fed: Thou art the living stream, O Lord," And thou th' immortal bread

2 [The manna came from lower skies,
But Jesus from above;

Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise,
And rivers flow with love,

3 The Jews, the fathers, died at last,
Who ate the heavenly bread;

But these provisions which we taste,
Can raise us from the dead.]

4 Blest be the Lord, who gives his flesh, To nourish dying men;

And often spreads his table fresh,

Lest we should faint again.

-5 Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath, While Jesus finds supplies;

Nor shall our graces sink to death,

For Jesus never dies.

e 6 Daily our mortal flesh decays, But Christ our life shall come; • His unresisted power shall raise. Our bodies from the tomb.

HYMN 6. L. M.

Bath. [*]

The Memorial of our absent Lord, John xvi, 16. Luke

xxii. 19. John xiv. 3.

ESUS is gone above the skies,

1 JESUS

Where our weak senses reach him not·

e And carnal objects court our eyes,

To thrust our Saviour from our thought.
2 He knows what wandering hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely face;

-And, to refresh our minds, he gave
These kind memorials of his grace.
o 3 The Lord of life this table spread,
With his own flesh and dying blood;
We on the rich provision feed,
And taste the wine, and bless our God.
4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot,
And earth grow less in our esteem;
o Christ and his love fill every thought,
And faith and hope be fixed on him.
-5 Whilst he is absent from our sight,
o 'Tis to prepare our souls a place,

That we may dwell in heavenly light,
g And live forever near his face.
--6 [Our eyes look upwards to the hills,
Whence our returning Lord shall come: