HYMN 28. C. M.

At parting of Friends.

ORD, when together here we meet,
And taste thy heav'nly grace;
Thy smiles are so divinely sweet,
We're loth to leave the place.

2 But Father, since it is thy will,
That we must part again;
Yet let thy special presence still,
With ev'ry one remain.

3 And let us all in Christ be one,
Bound with the cords of love ;
Till we before thy glorious throne,
Shall joyful meet above.

4 There void of all distracting pains,
Our spirits ne'er shall tire;
But in seraphic endless strains,
Redeeming love admire.

5 All sin and sorrow from each heart,
Shall then forever fly;

Nor shall a thought that we must part,
Once interrupt our joy.

6 And thus to all eternity,

Upon the heav'nly shore,

The great mysterious one in three,

Jehovah we'll adore.

HYMN 29. C. M.

Another.

TOW, Lord, though we must part awhile,
Upon the sacred road

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Yet let thy face upon us smile,
And keep us close to God.

2 And if again on earth we meet,
Lord let us meet with thee;
And let thy gracious presence sweet,
From bondage set us free.

This, only this, we humbly crave,.
While earth is our abode :

That we with Christ and saints may have
Communion on the road.

4 For since our fellowship below,
Afford such joys and love,
We long its full extent to know
When we shall meet above.

5 And Lord, let this excite us on,
To keep the narrow way
'Till we shall meet around thy throne,
To spend an endless day.

Celestial dove, our souls inspire,
Maintain this flame of love;

"Till we shall meet that glorious choir,
Of worshippers above.

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HYMN 30. L. M.

Advice to youth, from Eccl. xii.

OW is the time, O lovely youth,

To think on your creator God;

Attend the words of sacred truth,
While in the day of youthful blood.

2 This is the only way to find
The paths of peace and endless joy-

The way to store your youthful mind
With pleasure that will never cloy.

3 But if you foolishly delay,

And hearken to the tempter's breath, To walk in the destructive way,

'Till age comes on, or sudden death

4 O think what dreadful risk you runTo hazard your immortal soul,

To be eternally undone,

And plung'd where endless sorrows roll.

5 Behold the wretch advanc'd in years,

And with his years grown old in sin

No more repentance now appears,
Than when his life did first begin.

Lo still upon the horrid brink Of everlasting wrath he goes; Anon with horror down to sink,

Into the gulph of endless woes.

7 Young sinners then a warning take, Now in your precious days of youth; All flatt'ring vanities forsake,

And take th' advice of sacred truth.

HYMN 31. L. M.

A Hymn on the preciousness of CHRIST.

HE name of Christ how sweet it sounds,
How sweet the mention of his wounds,

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How good, how excellently good
Is the dear name of Jesus' blood.

2. What makes it so to me, is this, All that's in Christ my portion is ;

I'm his and shall forever be,
And all he has is made to me.

3 O! what a great estate have I,
A heaven to all eternity;

I'm rich, the Lamb hath made me so,
Nor can I greater riches know.

4 O law I dread thy threats no more,
My Saviour yonder paid the score ;
His blood, I know has blotted all,
The hand against me on the wall.

5 The promises I glad look o'er,
And thankfully the Lamb adore;
For when he di'd he left his will,
And these his legacies reveal'd.

6 What did my Saviour at his death,
To me, unworthy me bequeath;
His life, his death, his wounds and blood,
He left me when he went to God.

His new eternal testament

I read, and much sweet time is spent.
In searching ev'ry verse and line;
How much my Jesus' will is mine?

8 My dear testator will I bless,
While wearing his pure righteousness:
He di'd and left me this I'll tell,
Or I had naked gone to hell.

His sacred name I'll still adore,

And praise my Jesus more and more;
My heart, my tongue his praise shall prove
In earth below and heav'n above.

10 O! the vast debt of love I owe, My soul in time can ne'er bestow : Eternity, it has no bound,

So let my praise to thee be found.

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HYMN 32. C. M.

On Grace.

EAVENLY thoughts create my song,
And set my heart on fire,

And glides my pleasing thoughts along,
To join the heav'nly choir.

2. While trav'ling through this desert land,
My weary soul shall rest;
Guided by Jesus' gentle hand,,
To lean upon his breast.

3 Here I will ease my burden'd mind,,
And tell him all my grief;
From Jesus' blood my soul shall find,
The streams of sweet relief.

4 I'll lay me down within his arms,
And view his lovely face;
As one o'ercome by sov'reign charms, -
And lost in his embrace.

5 Here I'll behold with joy divine,
The springs of rising bliss,
And joy to see that Christ is mine,
And view that I am his.

6 The views of my dear bleeding king,
Strike an immortal flame :
Raptur'd with joy my soul shall sing
The praise of Jesus' name-

7. Shall sing like the redeemed throng,
Of my incarnate God;

His love shall be my ceaseless song,

Who wash'd me in his blood