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" I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live : I will sing praise unto my God while I have my being." Psa. civ. 33.

" I will sing with the spirit, and I will sing with the understanding also." 1 Cor. xix. 15.



J. Collord, Printer. 1843.

u Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1838, by T. Mason and G. Lane, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Southern District of New- York."






The Hymn Book heretofore in use among us has been thought by many to be defective, partly on account of the mutilated state of many of the hymns, and partly because of its being divided into two books. To remedy these inconveniences, measures have been adopted to prepare a revised edition of our Hymn Book, such a one as should exclude the defects and retain the excellences of the one heretofore published. This revised edition we now present to you.

The greater part of the hymns contained in the former selection are retained in this, and several from Wesley's and Coke's collections, not before published in this country, are added. The principal improve- ments which have been made, consist in re- storing those which had been altered, as is believed, for the worse, to their original sta*f\


as they came from the poetical pen of the Wesleys : for the following hymns were, except a few which have been taken from other authors, composed by the Rev. John and Charles Wesley ; names that will ever be held dear and in high estimation by every lover of sacred poetry.

The following hymns, arranged under their appropriate heads, were submitted to our General Conference, approved by that body, and ordered for publication.

In presenting this revised Hymn Book to you for your use, we humbly trust that we are putting into your hands one of the choicest selections of evangelical hymns, suit- able for private devotion as well as for family, social, and public worship, by which you will be much aided in the performance of these important parts of divine service.

We are the more delighted with this design as no personal advantage is concerned but the public good alone. For after the necessary expenses of publication are discharged, we shall make it a noble charity, by applying the profits arising therefrom to religious and cha- ritable purposes.

No motive of a sinister nature has therefore

influenced us in any degree to publish this

xcellent compilation. As the profits of the


former editions have been scrupulously applied as above, so the same appropriation of the profits of the present shall be conscientiously observed. We must, therefore, earnestly en- treat you, if you have any respect for the authority of the Conference, or of us, or any regard for the prosperity of the Church of which you are members and friends, to pur- chase no Hymn Books but what are published by our own Agents, and signed with the names of your Bishops. And as we intend to keep a constant supply, the complaint of our congregations, " that they cannot procure our Hymn Books," will be stopped.

We exhort you to sing with the spirit and with the understanding also ; and thus may the high praises of God be sent up from east to west, from north to south ; and we shall be happily instrumental in leading the devo- tion of thousands, and shall rejoice to join you in time and eternity.

We are, dear brethren,

Your faithful pastors in Christ,

Robert R. Roberts, Joshua Soule, Elijah Heddixg, James O. Andrew, Beverly Waugh, Thomas A. Morris.



In this improved edition of the Methodist Hymn Book, the tunes adapted to the hymns, as contained in the lately revised and en- larged Harmonist, are named at the head of each hymn, together with the page of the Harmonist at which the tune may be found. The page of the Harmonist is signified by the letter "p." following the name of the tune.


All persons desirous of possessing the true revised and improved official edition of the Methodist Hymn Book, with the Supplement, are advised to be careful to examine the im- print, and to purchase those only published by our General Book Agents, for the Metho- dist Episcopal Church, or by the Agents at Cincinnati.





Majesty— p. 49.] HYMN 1. CM.


O FOR a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise !

The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace !

2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim,

To spread through all the earth abroad The honours of thy Name.

3 Jesus ! the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ;

'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace.

4 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin, He sets the pris'ner free ;

His blood can make the foulest clean ; His blood avail'd for me.

5 He speaks and, listening to his voice, New life the dead receive ;

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; The humble poor believe.


6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosen'd tongues employ ;

Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy.


LOOK unto Him, ye nations ; own

Your God, ye fallen race ; Look, and be saved through faith alone,

Be justified by grace.

2 See all your sins on Jesus laid : The Lamb of God was slain :

His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man.

3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep, And Christ shall give you light ;

Cast all your sins into the deep, And wash the Ethiop white.

4 With me, your chief, ye then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiven ;

Anticipate your heaven below, And own that love is heaven.

Calvary— p. 237.] HYMN 2. 8th P. M. 87, 87, 47

COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore,

Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power ;

He is able, He is willing, doubt no more,

2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome,

God's free bounty glorify ; True belief and true repentance,

Every grace that brings you nigh, Without money,

Come to Jesus Christ and buy.


3 Let not conscience make you linger \ Nor of fitness fondly dream :

All the fitness he require th Is to feel your need of him ;

This he gives you, Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam.

4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Bruised and mangled by the fall,

If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ;

Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call.

5 Ao^onizincr in the garden,

Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies! On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him cry before he dies,

" It is finish'd !" Sinners, will not this suffice i

6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his blood ;

Venture on him, venture freely; Let no other trust intrude :

None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good.

7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb,

While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name :

Hallelujah ! Sinners here may do the same.

Forest— p. 76.] HYMN 3. L. M.

COME, sinners, to the gospel feast, Let every soul be Jesus' guest : Ye need not one be left behind, For God hath bidden all mankind.


2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; The invitation is to all:

Come, all the world! come, sinner, thou! All things in Christ are ready now.

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppress'd, Ye restless wand'rers after rest;

Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find.

4 My message as from God receive ; Ye all may come to Christ and live : O let his love your hearts constrain, Nor suffer him to die in vain !

5 His love is mighty to compel ; His conq'ring love consent to feel : Yield to his love's resistless power, And fight against your God no more.

6 See him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! His offer d benefits embrace,

And freely now be saved by grace !

7 This is the time, no more delay! This is the acceptable day; Come in this moment at his call, And live for him who died for all.

Benevento— p. 222.] HYMN 4. 7th P. M. 8 lines 7s.

SINNERS, turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why? God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live, He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands, Why, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross his love, and die?


2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, your Saviour, asks you why ! God, who did your souls retrieve, Died himself that ye might live. Will you let hirn die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ?

Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why Will ye slight his grace, and die ?

3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, the Spirit, asks you why ! He who all your lives hath strove, Woo'd you to embrace his love : Will ye not his grace receive ? Will ye still refuse to live ?

Why, you long-sought sinners, why Will you grieve your God, and die ?

4 Dead already, dead within, Spiritually dead in sin :

Dead to God, while here you breathe ; Pant you after second death 1 Will you still in sin remain, Greedy of eternal pain ? O, ye dying sinners, why, Why will ye for ever die ?

Alfreton— p. 77.] HYMN 5. L. M.


SINNERS, obey the gospel word ! Haste to the supper of my Lord ; Be wise to know your gracious day; All things are ready, come away!

2 Ready the Father is to own, And kiss his late-returning son ; Ready your loving Saviour stands, And spreads for you his bleeding hands.


3 Ready the Spirit of his love, Just now the stony to remove ;

T' apply and witness with the blood, And wash and seal the sons of God.

4 Ready for you the angels wait, To triumph in your blest estate : Tuning their harps, they long to praise The wonders of redeeming grace.

5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Are ready with their shining host : All heaven is ready to resound,

" The dead's alive ! the lost is found !"

Wayland—y. 82.] SECOND PART.

COME, then, ye sinners, to your Lord, In Christ to paradise restored : His profTer'd benefits embrace, The plenitude of gospel grace.

2 A pardon written with his blood, The favour and the peace of God ; The seeing eye, the feeling sense, The mystic joys of penitence.

3 The godly fear, the pleasing smart, The meltings of a broken heart ; The tears that tell your sins forgiven , The sighs that waft your souls to heaven.

4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, The unutterable tenderness;

The genuine, meek humility;

The wonder, " Why such love to me !"

5 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace The sight that veils the seraph's face ; The speechless awe that dares not move, And all the silent heaven of love.


Portsmouth— p. 185.] HYMN 6. 3d P. M. 4 6s & 2 8s

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound ; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

2 Jesus, our great high priest, Hath full atonement made :

Ye weary spirits, rest,

Ye mournful souls, be glad; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

3 Extol the Lamb of God, The all- atoning Lamb ;

Redemption in his blood

Throughout the world proclaim ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive,

And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

5 Ye who have sold for naught Your heritage above,

Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

6 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of heavenly grace ;

And, saved from earth, appear Before vour Saviour's f ace ;


Tht year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

Confidence— p. 285.] HYMN 7. 13th P.M. 10 10,11 11

O ALL that pass by, to Jesus draw near :

He utters a cry, ye sinners, give ear !

From hell to retrieve you, he spreads out his

hands ; Now, now to receive you, he graciously stands.

2 If any man thirst, and happy would be, The vilest and worst may come unto me ; May drink of my Spirit, excepted is none, Lay claim to my merit, and take for his own

3 Whoever receives the life-giving word, In Jesus believes, his God and his Lord ; In him a pure river of life shall arise, Shall in the believer spring up to the skies.

4 My God and my Lord ! thy call I obey ; My soul on thy word of promise I stay: Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace, Athirst for salvation, salvation by grace.

5 O hasten the hour, send down from above The Spirit of power, of health, and of love : Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace ;

Of wisdom and prayer, of joy and of praise:

6 The Spirit of faith, of faith in thy blood, Which saves us from wrath, and brings us to

God; Removes the huge mountain of indwelling sin, And opens a fountain that washes us clean.

Confidence— p. 285.] HYMN 8. 13th P. M. 1010, 11 11.

THY faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find, So true to thy word, so loving and kind :


Thy mercy so tender to all the lost race, The vilest offender may turn and find grace.

2 The mercy I feel, to others I show,

I set to my seal that Jesus is true :

Ye all may find favour, who come at his call, O come to my Saviour, his grace is for all.

3 To save what was lost from heaven he came; Come, sinners, and trust in Jesus's name ! He offers you pardon ; he bids you be free ;

II If sin be your burden, O come unto me !"

4 0 let me commend my Saviour to you ; The publican's friend, and advocate too : For you he is pleading his merits and death ; With God interceding for sinners beneath.

5 Then let us submit his grace to receive : Fall down at his feet, and gladly believe : We all are forgiven for Jesus's sake :

Oar title to heaven, his merits we take.

Bethany— p. 217.] HYMN 9. 6th P. M. 6 lines 7s,

WEARY souls that wander wide From the central point of bliss,

Turn to Jesus crucified, Fly to those dear wounds of his ;

Sink into the purple flood ;

Rise into the life of God.

2 Find in Christ the way of peace, Peace unspeakable, unknown !

By his pain he gives you ease, Life by his expiring groan ; Rise exalted by his fall, Find in Christ your all in all.

3 O believe the record true, God to you his Son hath given ;


Ye may now be happy too ;

Find on earth the life of heaven : Live the life of heaven above, All the life of glorious love.

4 This the universal bliss, Bliss for every soul design'd ;

God's original promise this,

God's great gift to all mankind.

Blest in Christ this moment be,

Blest to all eternity !

Howard— p. 1/j HYMN 10. C. M.

LOVERS of pleasure more than God,

For you he suffer'd pain ; Swearers, for you he spilt his blood:

And shall he bleed in vain ?

2 Misers, his life for you he paid, Your basest crimes he bore ;

Drunkards, your sins on him were laid, That you might sin no more.

3 The God of love, to earth he came, That you might come to heaven :

Believe, believe in Jesus' name, And all your sin 's forgiven.

4 Believe in him who died for thee, And sure as he hath died,

Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free, And thou art justified.

Broomley—?. 95.] HYMN 11. L. M.

AWAKE, Jerusalem, awake, No longer in thy sins lie down :

The garment of salvation take,

Thy beauty and thy strength put on.


2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine eyes ;

4rise, and struggle into lieht, The great Deliverer calls, Arise !

3 Shake off the bands of sad despair, Sion, assert thy liberty ;

Look up, thy broken heart prepare, And God shall set the captive free.

4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, Be purged from every sinful stain,

Be like your Lord, his word embrace, Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain.

5 The Lord shall in your front appear, And lead the pompous triumph on ;

His glory shall bring up the rear, And perfect what his grace begun.

Bishop— p. 73.] HYMN 12. L. M.

HO ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh ;

'Tis God invites the fallen race ; Mercy and free salvation buy,

Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace

2 Come to the living waters, come ! Sinners, obey your Maker's call ;

"Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, And find my grace is free for all."

3 See from the Rock a fountain rise ; For you in healing streams it rolls ;

Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye lab'ring, burden'd, sin-sick souls.

4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, Leave all you have, and are, behind ;

Frankly the gift of God receive, Pardon and peace in Jesus find.


5 lt Why seek ye that which is not bread, Nor can your hungry souls sustain?

On ashes, husks, and air ye feed ; Ye spend your little all in vain.

6 In search of empty joys below, Ye toil with unavailing strife :

Whither, ah ! whither would ye go ? I have the words of endless life.

7 Hearken to me with earnest care, And freely eat substantial food ;

The sweetness of my mercy share ; And taste that I alone am good.

8 I bid you all my goodness prove, My promises for all are free :

Come, taste the manna of my love, And let your souls delight in me.

9 Your willing ear and heart incline, My words believingly receive ;

Quicken'd your souls by faith divine, An everlasting life shall live."

Parma— p. 25.] HYMN 13. C. M.

LET every mortal ear attend,

And every heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds

With an inviting voice.

2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind,

And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind ;

3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepared A soul-reviving feast,

And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste.


4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die,

Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry.

5 Rivers of love and mercy here, In a rich ocean join :

Salvation in abundance flows Like floods of milk and wine.

6 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day :

Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away.

Edgefield— p. 232.] HYMN 14. 7th P. M. $ lines!*. FIRST PART.

LET the beasts their breath resign, Strangers to the life divine ; Who their God can never know, Let their spirits downward go. Ye for higher ends were born; Ye may all to God return : Dwell with him above the sky : Why will ye for ever die?

2 Ye on whom he favours showers, Ye, possess'd of nobler powers ; Ye, of reason's powers possest ; Ye, with will and mem'ry blest ; Ye, with finer sense endued, Creatures capable of God: Noblest of his creatures, why, Why will ye for ever die ?

3 Ye who own his record true ; Ye, his chosen people too ;

Ye, who call the Saviour, Lord, Ye, who read his written word :


Ye, who see the gospel light, Claim a crown in Jesus' right; Why will ye, ye Christians, why Will the house of Israel die ?

Brown— -p. 226.] SECOND PART. 7th P. M. 8 lines 7a

WHAT could your Redeemer do, More than he hath done for you ? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood ? After all his flow of love, All his drawings from above, Why will ye your Lord deny? Why will ye resolve to die ?

2 Turn, he cries, ye sinners, turn: By his life your God hath sworn, He would have you turn and live, He would all the world receive ; If your death were his delight, Would he you to life invite? Would he ask, beseech, and cry, Why will ye resolve to die ?

3 Sinners, turn, while God is near: Dare not think him insincere : Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands. All day long he spreads his hands ; Cries, " Ye will not happy be ;

No, ye will not come to me, Me, who life to none deny ; Why will ye resolve to die ?"

4 Can ye doubt if God is love ? If to all his bowels move ? Will ye not his word receive? Will ye not his oath believe ? See, the suffering God appears; Jesus weeps, believe his tears !


Mingled with his blood they cry, " Why will ye resolve to die V*

Fremmington p.167.] HYMN 15. 1st P. M. 6 lines 8b.

SEE, sinners, in the gospel glass, The friend and Saviour of mankind !

Not one of all th' apostate race, But may in him salvation find !

His thoughts, and words, and actions prove,

His life and death that God is love.

2 Behold the Lamb of God, who bears The sins of all the world away !

A servant's form he meekly wears, He sojourns in a house of clay ; His glory is no longer seen, But God with God, is man with men.

3 See where the God incarnate stands, And calls his wand'ring creatures home .

He all day long spreads out his hands ;

Come, weary souls, to Jesus come ! Ye all may hide you in his breast ; Believe, and he will give you rest.

4 " Ah ! do not of my goodness doubt, My saving grace for all is free ;

I will in no wise cast him out

That comes a sinner unto me : I can to none myself deny ; Why, sinners, will ye perish, why ?"

Omnipotence p. 168.] HYMN 16. 1st P. M. 6 lines 8a.

SINNERS, believe the gospel word, Jesus is come your souls to save !

Jesus is come, your common Lord ; Pardon ye all through him may have ;

May now be saved whoever will :

Tins man receiveth sinners still


2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor,

Flock to the friend of human kind, And freely all accept their cure ! To whom did he his help deny ? Whom, in his days of flesh, pass by ?

3 Did not his word the fiends expel,

The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead ? Did he not all their sickness heal,

And satisfy their every need 1 Did he reject his helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away ?

4 Nay, but his bowels yearn'd to see The people hungry, scatter'd, faint :

Nay, but he utter'd over thee,

Jerusalem, a true complaint ; Jerusalem, who shed'st his blood, That with his tears for thee hath flowVL

Peckham— p. 119.] HYMN 17. S. M.

SINNERS, the call obey,

The latest call of grace : The day is come, the vengeful day

Of a devoted race : Devils and men combine

To plague the faithless seed, And vials full of wrath divine

Are bursting on your head.

2 Enter into the rock,

Ye trembling slaves of sin, The rock of your salvation, struck

And cleft to take you in : To shelter the distrest

He did the cross endure ; Enter into the clefts, and rest

In Jesus' wounds secure.


3 Jesus, to thee we fly From the devouring sword ;

Our city of defence is nigh ;

Our help is in the Lord Or if the scourge o'erflow,

And laugh at innocence, Thine everlasting arms, we know,

Shall be our souls' defence.

4 We in thy word believe, And on thy promise stay;

Our life, which still to thee we give,

Shall be to us a prey : Our life with thee we hide

Above the furious blast, And shelter'd in thy wounds abide

Till all the storms are past.

5 Believing against hope, We hang upon thy grace,

Through every low'ring cloud look up,

And wait for happy days : The days when all shall know

Their sins in Christ forgiven, And walk awhile with God below,

And then fly up to heaven.

Confidence— p. 285.] HYMN 18. 13ih P. M. 10 10, 11 11.

YE thirsty for God, To Jesus give ear,

And take, through his blood, A pow'r to draw

near ; His kind invitation, Ye sinners, embrace, Accepting salvation, Salvation by grace.

2 Send down from above, Who governs the

skies, In vehement love, To sinners he cries, "Drink into my Spirit, Who happy would be, And all things inherit. By coming to me."


3 O Saviour of all, Thy word we believe, And come at thy call, Thy grace to receive : The blessing is given Wherever thou art : The earnest of heaven Is love in the heart.

4 To us at thy feet, The Comforter give : Who gasp to admit Thy Spirit, and live ; The weakest believers Acknowledge for thine And fill us with rivers Of water divine !

Magdalen— p. 84.] HYMN 19. L. M.

LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, And born unholy and unclean ; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts his race, and taints us all.

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death ; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we're defiled in every part.

3 Great God, create my heart anew, And form my spirit pure and true ;

O make me wise betimes to see My danger and my remedy.

4 Behold, I fall before thy face ; My only refuge is thy grace :

No outward forms can make me clean ; The leprosy lies deep within.

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away.

6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone ;

Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so.


7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice.

Arlington— p. 3.] HYMN 20. C. M.

SINNERS, the voice of God regard ;

Tis mercy speaks to-day; He calls you by his sacred word

From sin's destructive way.

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, You live, devoid of peace ;

A thousand stings within your breast Deprive your souls of ease.

3 Your way is dark, and leads to death : Why will you persevere ?

Can you in endless torments breathe, Shut up in black despair?

4 Why will you in the naked ways Of sin and folly go ?

In pain you travel all your days, To reap eternal wo.

5 But he that turns to God shall live, Through his abounding grace :

His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those that seek his face.

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Renouncing every sin,

Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, And learn his will divine.

Woodland— p. 13.] HYMN 21. C. M.

THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes Our inmost thoughts perceive,



Accept the evening sacrifice Which now to thee we give.

2 We bow before thy gracious throne, And think ourselves sincere :

But show us, Lord, is every one Thy real worshipper ?

3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, Nor feels his want of thee ;

A stranger to the blood which bought His pardon on the tree 1

4 Convince him now of unbelief, His desperate state explain :

And fill his heart w7ith sacred grief, And penitential pain.

5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, And bid the sleeper rise ;

And bid his guilty conscience dread The death that never dies.

6 Extort the cry, " What must be done To save a wretch like me ?

How shall a trembling sinner shun That endless misery?

7 " I must this instant now begin Out of my sleep to wake,

And turn to God, and every sin Continually forsake.

8 " I must for faith incessant cry, And wrestle, Lord, with thee ;

I must be born again, or die To all eternity !"

Randall— V. 16.] HYMN 22. C. M.

COME, O thou all-victorious Lord, Thy power to us make known ;


Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break these hearts of stone.

2 O that we all might now begin Our foolishness to mourn !

And turn at once from every sin, And to the Saviour turn.

3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, In this our gracious day;

Repentance unto life bestow, And take our sins away.

4 Convince us first of unbelief, And freely then release ;

Fill every soul with sacred grief, And then with sacred peace.

5 Impov'rish, Lord, and then relieve, And then enrich the poor ;

The knowledge of our sickness give, The knowledge of our cure.

6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, And then, remove the load ;

Trouble, and wash the troubled heart In the atoning blood.

7 Our desp'rate state, through sin, declare, And speak our sins forgiven :

By perfect holiness prepare, And take us up to heaven.

Greenwalk—v 69.] HYMN 23. C. M.

TERRIBLE thought! shall I alone,

Who may be saved, shall I, Of all, alas ! whom I have known,

Through sin for ever die ?

2 While all my old companions dear, With whom I once did live,


Joyful at God's right hand appear, A blessing to receive.

3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band, Dragg'd to the judgment seat,

Far on the left with horror stand, My fearful doom to meet ?

4 Ah ! no ; I still may turn and live, For still his wrath delays ;

He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me his grace.

5 I will accept his offers now : From every sin depart ;

Perform my oft-repeated vow, And render him my heart.

6 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jesus given ;

Sure, if with God on earth I live, To live with God in heaven.


NewKingswood-p.278.] HYMN24. 12th P.M. 76,76,78,76

LAMB of God, for sinners slain,

To thee I humbly pray ; Heal me of my grief and pain,

O take my sins away ! From this bondage, Lord, release :

No longer let me be opprest : Jesus, master, seal my peace,

And take me to thy breast !

2 Wilt thou cast a sinner out, Who humbly comes to thee ?


No, my God, I cannot doubt

Thy mercy is for me : Let me then obtain the grace,

And be of paradise possest : Jesus, master, seal my peace,

And take me to thy breast!

3 Worldly good I do not want; Be that to others given:

Only for thy love I pant ;

My all in earth or heaven ; This is the crown I fain would seize,

The good wherewith I would be blest : Jesus, master, seal my peace,

And take me to thy breast!

4 This delight I fain would prove, And then resign my breath;

Join the happy few whose love

Was mightier than death! Let it not my Lord displease,

That I would die to be thy guest! Jesus, master, seal my peace,

And take me to thy breast !

Shoel—p. 91.] HYMN 25. L. M.

O THOU, whom once they flock'd to hear!

Thy words to hear, thy power to feel: Suffer the sinners to draw near,

And graciously receive us still.

2 They that be whole, thyself hast said, No need of a physician have ;

But I am sick, and want thine aid, And wait thine utmost power to save.

3 Thy power, and truth, and love divine, The same from age to age endure:

A word, a gracious word of thine, The most invet'rate plague can cure.


4 Helpless, howe'er, my spirit lies, And long hath languish'd at the pool,

A word of thine shall make it rise, And speak me in a moment whole.

5 Eighteen or eight-and-thirty years, Or thousands, are alike to thee :

Soon as thy loving grace appears, My plague is gone, my heart is free.

6 Make this the acceptable hour ! Come, O my soul's physician, thou !

Display thy sanctifying power, And show me thy salvation now.

Waverly—V. 72.] HYMN 26. L. M

MY sufferings all to thee are known, Tempted in every point like me !

Regard my grief, regard thy own; Jesus, remember Calvary!

2 O call to mind thy earnest prayers ! Thy agony and sweat of blood!

Thy strong and bitter cries and tears !

Thy mortal groan, "My God ! my God !"

3 For whom didst thou the cross endure? Who nail'd thy body to the tree ?

Did not thy death my life procure ? O let thy bowels answer me !

4 Art thou not touch'd with human wo ? Hath pity left the Son of man ?

Dost thou not all my sorrows know, And claim a share in all my pain ?

5 Have I not heard, have I not known, That thou the everlasting Lord,

Whom heaven and earth their Maker own, Art always faithful to thy word 1


6 Thou wilt not break a bruised reed, Or quench the smallest spark of grace,

Till through the soul thy power is spread, Thy all-victorious righteousness.

7 The day of small and feeble things

1 know thou never wilt despise ; I know, with healing in his wings,

The sun of righteousness shall rise.

8 With labour faint, thou wilt not fail, Or, wearied, give the sinner o'er,

Till in this earth thy judgments dwell, And, born of God, I sin no more.

Devizes— -p. 14.] HYMN 27. C. M.

HOW sad our state by nature is !

Our sin how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive souls

Fast in his slavish chains.

2 But there 's a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word :

Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust a faithful Lord.

3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief;

I would believe thy promise, Lord, O help my unbelief.

4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly ;

Here let me wash my spotted soul From crimes of deepest die.

5 A guilty, wreak, and helpless worm, Into thy arms I fall ;

Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus and my all.


Quincy—y. 179.] HYMN 28. 2d P. M. 6 lines 8s.

FATHER of lights, from whom proceeds Whate'er thy every creature needs ; Whose goodness providently nigh, Feeds the young ravens when they cry, To thee I look, my heart prepare ; Suggest and hearken to my prayer.

2 Since, by thy light, myself I see Naked, and poor, and ^oid of thee: Thine eyes must all my thoughts survey Preventing what my lips would say : Thou seest my wants, for help they call, And ere I speak thou know'st them all.

3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind, Wayward, and impotent, and blind; Thou know'st how unsubdued my will, Averse to good and prone to ill;

Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, Nor check'd by fear, nor charm'd by love.

4 Fain would I know, as known by thee, And feel the indigence I see ;

Fain would I all my vileness own, And deep beneath the burden groan! Abhor the pride that lurks within, Detest and loathe myself and sin.

5 Ah, give me, Lord, myself to feel, My total misery reveal :

Ah, give me, Lord, (I still would say,) A heart to mourn, a heart to pray: My business this, my only care, My life, my every breath be prayer.

Golden Hill—?. 120.] HYMN 29. S. M.

O THAT I could repent, O that I could believe !


Thou by thy voice, the marble rent, The rock in sunder cleave :

Thou, by thy two-edged sword, My soul and spirit part ;

Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break my stubborn heart.

2 Saviour and Prince of peace, The