4 What objects, Lord, my soul should move,
If once compar'd with Thee?
What beauty should command my love,
Like what in Christ I see?

5 Away, ye false delusive toys,
Vain tempters of the mind;
'Tis here I fix my lasting choice,
And here true bliss I find.

250

YE

E servants of the living God,
Let praise your hearts employ;
And as you tread salvation's road,
Lift up the voice of joy.

2 Have they not reason to rejoice,
Whose sins have been forgiv'n?
Call'd by a gracious Father's choice,
To be the heirs of heav'n?

3 How do the captive's transports flow,
When rescued from his chains!
And how must sinners joy to know
Their own Messiah reigns!

4 Oh! grant us, Lord, to feel and own
The power of love divine,

The blood which doth for sin atone,
The grace which makes us Thine.

5 The Spirit of adoption give;
Teach us with ev'ry breath,

To sing Thy mercies while we live,
And praise Thy name in death.

C. M.

251

ES! there's a voice of sov'reign grace
Sounds from the sacred word;

YES

Oh, ye despairing sinners, come,
And trust upon the Lord.

2 My soul obeys th' Almighty call,
And runs to this relief;

I would believe Thy promise, Lord,
O help my unbelief!

3 To the rich fountain of Thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;

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

4 A guilty, weak, and helpless thing,
In Thy kind arms I fall;

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

252

TES! this was the Son of God!

YES

'Tis for man He bears the rod;

Earth and skies are veil'd in grief;
Man alone shows unbelief.

C. M.

7,8.

""Tis finish'd!" Through creation's bound Fly, O fly, triumphant sound!

""Tis finish'd!" Heav'n, transported, sings; ""Tis finish'd!" Earth, re-echoing, rings.

2 ""Tis finish'd!"

See the Victor rise,

Shake off the grave, and cleave the skies.
Ye heavens! your doors wide open fling:
Ye angel choirs! receive your King.
""Tis finish'd!" But what mortal dare
In that triumph hope to share?
Saviour! to Thy cross I flee:
Say ""Tis finish'd!" and for me.

253

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DOXOLOGIES.

ROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;

Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends Thy word:

L. M.

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.

254

L.M.

RAISE God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;

Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

255

P. M.

MAnd the Father's boundless love,

AY the grace of Christ our Saviour,

With the Holy Spirit's favour,
Rest upon us from above!
Thus may we abide in union
With each other in the Lord;
And possess, in sweet communion,
Joys which earth cannot afford.

256

BE present at our table, Lord,
our

L.M.

Be here and ev'rywhere ador'd;
These creatures bless, and grant that we
May feast in paradise with Thee.

257

WE

L. M.

E thank Thee, Lord, for this our food,
But bless Thee more for Jesu's blood!
May manna to our souls be giv❜n,

The bread of life sent down from heav'n.

INDEX.

HYMN

ABIDE with me! Fast falls the eventide.
Again our ears have heard the voice.
All hail the power of Jesu's name
Alrighty God! Thy word is cast
Almighty God! Eternal Lord!

Almighty Maker of my frame

And dost Thou say, "Ask what thou wilt?'
And must we part with all we have.
Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat
Arise, my soul! on wings sublime
Arm of the Lord! awake, awake!

A saint! Oh! would that I could claim
Author of faith, eternal Word.
Awake, and sing the song

Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Awake, our souls, away our fears

10

11

12

13

14

15

16

17

Behold the Saviour of mankind

Beloved! why garnish the tombs of your dead?
Beneath our feet and o'er our head

Be present at our table, Lord

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24

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Beset with snares on ev'ry hand
Bless, O Lord, the op'ning year