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$ Let sin no more my soul enslave,
O save me, whom thou cam’st to save,

break, Lord, its tyrant chain; nor Bleed, nor die in vain !

HYMN IV.
For Easter Day.
On the Resurrection.

a sacrifice for all; Let all, with thankful hearts, agree to keep the festival : 2 Not with the leaven, as of old,

of sin and malice fed ; But with unfeign’d sincerity,

and truth's unleaven'd bread. 3 Christ being rais'd by pow'r divine, and rescued from the grave, Shall die no more ; death shall on him no more dominion have. 4 For that he died, 'twas for our sins he once vouchsaf'd to die : But that he lives, he lives to God

for all eternity. 5 So count yourselves as dead to sin, but graciously restor'd, And made, henceforth, alive to God, through Jesus Christ our Lord.

HYMN V.

For the same. YHRIST from the dead is rais'd, and made the first fruits of the tomb ;

For, as by man came death, by man did resurrection come. 2 For, as in Adam all mankind

did guilt and death derivc; So, by the righteousness of Christ, shall all be made alive. 3 If then ye risen are with Christ, seek only how to get The things which are above, where Christ at God's right hand is set.

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HYMN VI.

For Whitsunday. OME, Holy Ghost! Creator, come, inspire the souls of thine ;

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2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift
The everlasting spring of joy,
3 Thy gifts are manifold, thou writ'st
The promise of the Father, thou
4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they
Assist our minds, by nature frail,
5 Drive far from us the mortal foe,
That, by thy guidance blest, we may
6 Teach us the Father to confess,
And thee with both, O Holy Ghost !

of God, and fire of love ;
and unction from above.
God's law in each true heart;
dost heav'nly speech impart.
thy sacred love embrace ;
with thy celestial gracc.
and give us peace within,
escape the snares of sin.
and Son, fron death reviv'd,
who art from both deriv'd.

HYMN VII.

For the same. HOME, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove, with all thy quick’ning pow'rs; Kindle a flame of sacred love,

in these cold hearts of ours. 2 See how we grovel here below,

fond of these earthly toys; Our souls, how heavily they go,

to reach eternal joys ! 3 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,

in vain we strive to rise ! Hosannas languish on our tongues,

and our devotion dies.

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4 Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove, with all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, and that shall kindle ours !

HYMN víli.
For the same.

all hearts new joy resume ; Sing, ye redeem’d, with one consent, “ The Comforter is come.' 2 What greater gift, what greater love, could God on man bestow ? Angels for this rejoice above,

let man rejoice below! 3 Hail, blessed Spirit! may cach soul thy sacred influence feel; Do thou each sinful thought control, and fix our wav'ring zeal ! 4 Thou to the conscience dost convey those checks which weshouldknow; Thy motions point to us the way ; thou giv'st us strength to go.

HYMN IX.
For the Holy Communion.

From the Revelation of St. John.
THOU, God, all glory, honour, pow'r, art worthy to receive;

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2 † And worthy is the Lamb all pow'r,
Glory and strength ; who, for our sins,
3 | All worthy thou, who hast redeem'd,
From ev'ry nation, ev'ry coast,
4 Blessing and honour, glory, pow'r,
To him that sits upon the throne,

honour, and wealth to gain,
a sacrifice was slain!
and ransom'd us to God,
by thy most precious blood.
by all in earth and heav'n,
and to the Lamb be giv'n.

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HYMN X.

For the same.
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Thither be all thy children led, and let them thy sweet mercies know! 2 Hail sacred feast, which Jesus makes ! rich banquet of his flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes that sacred stream, that heav'nly food! 3 Why are its dainties all in vain before unwilling hearts display'd? Was not for you the victim slain ? are you forbid the children's bread ? 4 O let thy table honour'd be, and furnish'd well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see, that here its holy pledges tastes ! 5 Drawn by thy quick’ning grace, O Lord! in countless numbers letthem come, And gather from their Father's board, the bread that lives beyond the tomb ! 6 Nor let thy spreading Gospel rest, till thro' the world thy truth has run, Till with this bread all men be blest who see the light, or feel the sun!

HYMN XI.

For the same.
ND are we now brought near to God, who once at distance stood ?

And, to effect this glorious change, did Jesus shed his blood ? 2 O for a song of ardent praise,

to bear our souls above! What should allay our lively hope, or damp our flaming love!

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3 Then let us join the heav'nly choirs, to praise our heav'nly King ! O may that love which spread this board, inspire us while we sing 4 “Glory to God in highest strains, and to the earth be peace; 6 Good will from heav'n to men is come; and let it never cease !"

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HYMN XII.

On the New Year.
THE God of life, whose constant care with blessings crowns each op’ning

year, My scanty span doth still prolong, and wakes anew mine annual song. 2 How many precious souls are fed to the vast regions of the dead, Since to this day the changing sun through his last yearly period run, 3. We yet survive ; but who can say, “ or thro' this year, or month, or day, “ I shall retain this vital breath, thus far, at least, in league with death?” 4 That breath is thine, eternal God; 'tis thine to fix my soul's abode; It holds its life from thee alone, on earth, or in the world unknown. 5 To thee our spirits we resign, make them and own them still as thine ; So shall they live secure from fear, tho' death should blast the rising year. 6 Thy children, panting to be gone, may bid the tide of time roll on, To land them on that happy shore, where years and death are known no more! 7 No more fatigue, no more distress, nor sin nor hell shall reach that place; No groans to mingle with the songs, resounding from immortal tongues ; 8. No more alarms from ghostly foes; no cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, but sacred, high, eternal noon. 9 0, long expected year! begin; dawn on this world of woe and sin ; Fain would we leave this weary road, to sleep in death, and rest with God.

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HYMN XIII.

The Christian's Hope.
VHEN, rising from the bed of death, o'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,
I see my

Maker, face to face ; O how shall I appear ! 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, and mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, and trembles at the thought; 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclos'd in majesty severe, And sit in judgement on my soul ; O how shall I appear!

4 But thou hast told the troubled mind, who does her sins lament; · The timely tribute of her tears

shall endless woe prevent. 5 Then see the sorrow of my heart, e'er yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans, to give these sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair

her pardon to procure, Who knows thy only Son has died, to make her pardon sure. 7 Great God! with wonder and with praise on all thy works I look ; But still thy wisdom, pow'r, and grace, shine brighter in thy book, 8 The stars, that in their courses roll, have much instruction giv'n; But thy good Word informs my soul how I may soar to heav'n. 9 The fields provide me food, and show the goodness of the Lord; But fruits of life and glory grow

in thy most holy word. 10 Here are my choicest treasures hid, here my best comfort lies ; Here my desires are satisfied,

and here my hopes arise.

11 Lord, make me understand thy law, show what my faults have been; And from thy gospel let me draw

pardon for all my sin. 12 Here would I learn how Christ has died to save my soul from hell ; Not all the books on earth beside

such heav'nly wonders tell. 13 Then let me love my bible more, and take a fresh delight, By day to read these wonders o'er, and meditatc by night.

HYMN XIV.

On Gratitude to God.
HEN all thy mercies, O my Cod, my rising soul surveys;

Transported with the view, I'm lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 2 O how shall words with equal warmth the gratitude declare, That glows within my ravish'd heart? but thou canst read it there. 3 Thy providence my life sustain'd, and all my wants redress’d, When in the silent womb I lay,

and hung upon the breast. 4 To all my weak complaints and cries thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt to form themselves in pray’r. 5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd from whom those comforts flow'd 6 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth with heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, and led me up to man. 7 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. 8 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou with health renew'd my face ; And when in sins and sorrows sunk, reviv'd my soul with grace. 9 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss has made my cup run o'er ; And in a kind and faithful friend

has doubled all my store. 10 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts my daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart,

that tastes those gifts with joy. 11 Through ev'ry period of my life thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, the glorious theme renew. 12 When nature fails, and day and night divide thy works no more, My ever grateful heart, O Lord,

thy mercy shall adore. 13 Through all eternity to thee

a joyful song I'll raise ; For oh! eternity's too short

to utter all thy praise.

HYMN XV. On the Glory of God in the starry Heavens : Being a Translation of

Part of the 19th Psalm of David. NHE spacious firmament on high,

, a 2 Th' unwearied sun from day to day, does his Creator's pow'r display, And publishes to ev'ry land

the work of an almighty hand. 3 Soon as the ev’ning shades prevail, the moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the list’ning earth, repeats the story of her birth; 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, and all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, and spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all move round the dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound amidst their radiant orbs be found; 6 lp reason's ear they all rejoice, and utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, 56 The hand that made us is divine."

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HYMN XVI. ®n the Providence of God: Taken chiefly from the 23d Psalm of David. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care;

His presence shall my wants supply, and guard me with a watchful eye; 2 My noon day walks he shall attend, and all my midnight hours defend : When in the sultry glebe I faint,

or on the thirsty mountain pant. 3 To fertile vales and dewy meads my wcary wand’ring steps he leads, Whère peaceful rivers, soft and slow, amid the verdant landscape flow. 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, with gloomy horrors overspread; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, for thou, O Lord, art with me still; 5 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, and guide me thro’the dreadfulshade: Though in a bare and rugged way, through devious lonely wilds I stray. 6 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, the barren wilderness shall smile, With suddengreens and herbagecrown'd, and streamsshallmurmurallaround.

HYMN XVII.

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For the Mercies of Redemption. LL glorious God, what hymns of praise shallour transported voices raise ! 2 Once we were fall’n, and O how low! just on the brink of endless woe ; When Jesus, from the realms above, borne on the wings of boundless love, 3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night, and spread around his heav'nly light! By him what wondrous grace is shown to souls impov'rish'd and undone. 4 He shows, beyond these mortal shores, a bright inheritance as ours ; Where saints in light our coming wait, to share their holy, happy state!

HYMN XVIII.
For Publick Mercies and Deliverances.
ALVATION doth to God belong; his pow'rand grace shall be oursong;

From him alone all mercies flow; his arın alone subdues the foe! 2 Then praise this God, who bows his car propitious to his people's pray'r; And though deliv’rance he may stay, yet answers still in his own day. 3 O may this goodness lead our land, still sav'd by thine almighty hand, The tribute of its love to bring to thee, our Saviour and our King; 4 Till ev'ry publick temple raise a song of triumph to thy praise ; And ev'ry peaceful private home

to thee a temple shall become. 5 Still be it our supreme delight,

to walk as in thy glorious sight; Still in thy precepts and thy fear, till life's last hour, to persevere.

HYMN XIX.

On God's Dominion over the Sea.
OD of the seas ! thine awful voice bids all the rolling waves rejoice!
And one

soft word of thy command can sink them silent in the sand. 2 The smallest fish that swims the seas, sportful, to thee a tribute pays; And largest monsters of the deep, at thy command, or rage or sleep. 3 Thus is thy glorious pow'r ador'd among the wat'ry nations, Lord! Yet men, who trace the dang’rous waves, forget the mighty God who saves!

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