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Hymn II. Comnion Metre. .

Tbe Resurrection of Chrif.
GAIN the Lord of life and light

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A CAwakes the kindling ray,

Unseals the eyelids of the morn,

And pours increasing day.
2 This day be grateful homage paid,

And loud hofannas sung ;
Let gladness dwell in every heart,

And praise on every congue.
3 Ten thousand differing lips shall join,

To hail this welcome morn;
Which scatters blessings from its wings,

To nations yet unborn.
4 Jesus, the friend of human kind,

With strong compassion mov'd,
Came from the bosom of his God,

To save the souls he lov'd.
5 The powers of darkness leagu'd in vain,

To bind his foul in death;
He fhook their kingdom when he fell,

With his expiring breath.'
6 Not long the bands of death could keep

The hope of Judah's line;
Corruption never could take hold.

On one' so much divine.
7 Exalted high at God's right hand,

And Lord of all below;
Through him is parel'ning love dispens'd,

And endless bleifings flow.
3 Now to our Saviour and our King,

Glad hoinage let us give ;
And be prepar'l like him to die,
That with him ve may

live.

Mrs. BARBAULD.

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Hymn III.

Long Metre. [b]

Holy Refolution.
H, wretched fouls, who strive in vain !

Slaves to the world, and flaves to fin!
A nobler toil may I sustain,
A nobler satisfaction win.
2 I would resolve with all my heart,

With all my powers to serve the Lord;
Nor from his precepts e'er depart,
Whose service is a rich reward.
30 be his service all my joy,
Around let my example thine ;
Till others love the bless'd employ,
And join in labours fo divine.
Be this the purpose of my foul,
My solemn, my determin'd choice;
To yield to his supreme control,

And in his kind commands rejoice. 5 O may I never faint nor tire,

Nor wander from thy sacred ways;
Great God, accept my soul's desire,
And give me strength to live thy praise.

Mrs. STEELE.

Hymn iy. Common Metre.

Watchfulness und Prayer.

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What suares beset my way! To heaven then let me lift my eyes,

And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain,

And melt in flowing tears !
My weak resistance, ah how vain !

How strong my soes and fears !

3 O gracious God, in whom I live,

My feeble efforts aid,
Help me to watch and pray, and strive,

Though trembling and afraid.
4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,

When foes and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up,

Or soon my strength will fail. 5 When firong temptations fright my heart,

Or lure my feet aside ;
My God, thy powerful aid impart,

My Guardian and my Guide.
6 Still keep me in thy heavenly way,

And bid the tempter flee;
And never let me go astray,

From happiness and thee.

Mrs. STEELE.

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bymn V.

Long Metre.
The Syro-P'benician Woman. Mat. xv. 26, 27.
LL-conqu’ring faith! how high it rose!

When heav'n itself might seem tcppote!
All gracious Lord! who didst appear

Molt merciful when most severe !
2 Thus, at thy feet, our souls would fall,

And loudly thus for mercy call ;
“ Thou Son of David, pity thow,

And save us from th' infernal foe.” 3

Though viler than the brutes we be,
Our longing eyes would wait on thee,
Who dolt to dogs such grace afford,

To taste the crumbs beneath thy board,
A But thou the humble foul wilt raise,

And all its sorrows turn to praise ;

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Each self abasing broken heart,
Shall with thy children share a part.

DODPRIDGE.
Hymn VI. Short Metre. [*]
Christ the Branch of David, and the Morning Star.
LL hail, mysterious King !

Hail, David's ancient root !
Thou righteous branch, which thence did

To give the nations fruit. [spring, 2 Our weary souls shall rest

Beneath thy grateful shade;
Our thirsting lips the sweets shall taste,

By thy blest fruit convey'd.
Fair morning star, arise !

With living glories bright;
And pour on these awakening eyes

A food of facred light,
4 The horrid gloom is fled,

Pierc'd by thy heavenly ray;
Shine, and our wandering footsteps lead
To everlasting day.

DopORIDGE, altered,

Hymn Vir.

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Common Metre.
A Pillar in the beavenly Temple.
LL hail, victorious Saviour, hail !

Al bbw to thy command,

And own that David's royal key

Well fits thy sov'reign hand. 2 Open the treasures of thy love,

And shed thy gifts abroad j Unveil to my rejoicing eyes The temple of my God,

3. There as a pillar let me stand,

On an eternal base ;
Uprear'd by thy almighty hand,

And polith'd by thy grace.
4 There, deep engraven let me bear,

The title of my God;
And mark the new Jerusalem,

As my secure abode.
5 In lasting characters infcribe

Thy own beloved name ; That endless ages

there may read The great Immanuel's cláim.

DODDRIDGE,
Hymn VIII. Long Metre. [ X or b]

Uncharitable Judgment.
LL-knowing God, 'tis thine to know

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To judge from principles within,

When frailty errs, and when we fin, 2 Who among men, high Lord of all,

Thy servants to his bar may call ?
Decide of heresy, and shake

A brother o'er the flaming lake ?
3 Who, with another's eye, can read ?

Or worship by another's creed ?
Revering thy command alone,

We humbly seek and use our own. 4 wrong, forgive ; accept, if right,

Whilst faithful we obey our light;
And, cens’ring none, are zealous still

To follow, as to learn, thy will.
5 When fhall our happy eyes behold

Thy people, fashion'd in thy mould?

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