And dying, clasp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.

HYMN CLXII. e. M. [Rippon'S COLL.

Faith Reviving * FROM whence this fear and unbelief

, ? Halt thou, O Father, put to grief Thy spotless Son for me? And will the righteous judge of men, Condemn me for that debt of fin,

Which, Lord, was charg'd on thee? 2 Complete atonemene thou haft made,

And to the utmost farthing paid
Whate'er thy people ow'd;
How then can wrath on me take place
If shelter'd in thy righteousness,

And sprinkled with thy blood
3 If thou hast my discharge procur'd,

And freely in my room endur'd
The whole of wrath divine ;
Payment, God cannot twice demando
First, at my bleeding furety's hand,
And then again at mine.
Turn then, my soul, unto thy rest ;
The merits of thy great High Priest
Speak peace and liberty;
Trust in his efficacious blood;
Nor fear thy banishment from God,
Since Jefus did for thee.

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HYMN CLXIII. c. M. [rippon's COLL:]

Prayer, for all Misionaries.
G
"REAT God, the nations of the earth

Are by creation thine ;
And in thy works by all beheld,

Thy radiant glories fhine.
2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent

Thy gospel to mankind,
Unveiling what rich fores of grace

Are treasur'd in thy mind. 3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spread

The spacious earth around?
"Till ev'ry tribe and ev'ry soul

Shall hear the joyful found :
4 O when shall Afric's fable sons

Enjoy the heav'nly word?
And vassals long enslav'd become

The freemen of the Lord ?
5 When shall th' untutor'd heathen tribes,

A dark bewilder'd race,
Sit down at our Immanuel's feet,

And learn and feel his grace?
6 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt,

To spread the gospel's rays;
And build on sin's demolish'd throne

The temples of thy praise !
HYMN CLXIV. s. M. [WINCHESTER'S COLL.]

Prayer, for the Jews.
MES

ESSIAH, full of grace,
Redeem'd by thee, we plead

The promise made to Abram's race,
To souls for

ages

dead.
2 Their bones as quite dri'd up,

Throughout the vale appear ;
Cut off and loft, their låst faint hope

To see thy kingdom here.
3 Open their graves, and bring

The outcasts forth, to own
Thou art their Lord, their God, and King,

Their true anoioţed one. 4 To save the race forlorn,

Thy glorious arm display:
And shew the world a nation born,
A nation in a day!
HYMN CLXV. C. M. [Rippon's coll.]

Prayer, for the whole world.
* FATHER, is not thy promise pledg’d

To thine exalted Sun,
That through the nations of the earth

Thy word of life shall run?
2." Ask, and I give the heathen lands

For thịne inheritance,
And to the world's remotest shores

Thing empire shall advance.”
3 Halt thou not said, the blinded Jews

Shall their Redeemer own?
While Gentiles to his standard croud,

And bow before his throne ? 4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues,

Under th” expanse of heav'n;

To the dominion of thy Son,

Without exemption giv'n? 5 From East to West, from north to south,

Then be his name ador'd !
Europe, with all her millions, shout

Hosannahs to the Lord ! 6 Afia and Africa, resound

From shore to shore his fame ;
And thou, America, in fongs,
Redeeming love proclaim !

P. M.

HYMN CLXVI.

[JOHN MURRAY.] At the opening of Worship. : FATHER, behold us here,

According to thy word;
To worship without fear,
Our dear redeeming Lord ;
O may thy light and truth now shine,

To warm each heart with love divine ! 2 Drawn, wholly drawn, by thee,

To Jefus we are come,
And by thy teaching, we
Perceive our work is done ;
Through which a title we obtain

As Kings and Priests, with chee, to reigo. 3

We bless thee, God of peace,
For life and glory giv'n,
To us and all the race,
Call'd

up

from earth to heav'n; Hafen great God, the day of love, When ev'ry foul this grace Ahall prove.

HYMN CLXVII. L.M. (JAMES RELLY.]

Before Prayer. I DEAR Shepherd, see thy flock here met,

Before thy pierced feet to bow ; To praise thy wounds, thy Blood and sweat,

Thro' which eternal love did flow.
2. Great mercies thou to us halt {hewn,

Since first we knew that we were thine:
Since firit thou mark'd us for thy own,

With grace and righteousness divine. 3 Seal'd for thine own, we surely are ;

Thy spirit, Lord, our witness is :
Nor can we fall from Jesus far,

For he is love and tenderness.
4 There's none can plück us from his hand,

Inclos'd by gracc.on ev'ry fide ;
His oath, his promise firmly stand,
We
ever

r Shall with him abide ! 5 He never will himself deny ;

Nor could he die for man in vain :
How then thall God in wrath destroy,

The fouls for whom the Lamb was slain. 6 The countless price he paid for us,

Exempts as from the iron rod :
His life, his death, his blood and cross,

Hath reconcil'd us all to God.
HYMN CLXVIII. L. M. [TEFIELD'S COL.]

Before Sermon.
COM
OME worship at Immanuel's feet,

See in his face what wonders mees!

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