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“ WRITE to Sardis,” saith the Lord,

And write what he declares,
He whose Spirit, and whose word,

Upholds the seven stars :
“ All thy works and ways I search,

Find thy zeal and love decay'd ; Thou art call'd a living church,

But thou art cold and dead.


Watch, remember, seek, and strive,

Exert thy former pains; Let thy timely care revive,

And strengthen what remains : Cleanse thine heart, thy works amend,

Former times to mind recall, Lest my sudden stroke descend,

And smite thee once for all.

66 Yet I number now in thee

A few that are upright; These


Father's face shall see, And walk with me in white. When in judgment I appear,

They for mine shall be confest; Let my faithful servants hear,

And woe be to the rest."



Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth

The gift of saving grace ;
And let the seed of sacred truth

Fall in a fruitful place.
Grace is a plant, where'er it grows,

Of pure and heavenly root;
But fairest in the youngest shows,

And yields the sweetest fruit.
Ye careless ones, O hear betimes

The voice of sovereign love! Your youth is stain'd with many crimes, But mercy reigns above.


but there's a stone Within the youngest breast; Or half the crimes which you

have done Would rob

you For you the public prayer is made,

Oh! join the public prayer ! For you

the secret tear is shed, O shed yourselves a tear! We pray

that you may early prove The Spirit's power to teach ; You cannot be too young to love

That Jesus whom we preach.


you are


your rest.



Sin has undone our wretched race,

But Jesus has restored,
And brought the sinner face to face

With his forgiving Lord.
This we repeat, from year to year,

And press upon our youth;
Lord, give them an attentive ear,

Lord, save them by thy truth.
Blessings upon the rising race !

Make this a happy hour,
According to thy richest grace,

And thine almighty power.
We feel for your unhappy state,

(May you regard it too)
And would awhile ourselves forget


We see, though you perceive it not,

The approaching awful doom;
O tremble at the solemn thought,

And flee the wrath to come!

out prayer

Dear Saviour, let this new-born year

Spread an alarm abroad;
And cry in every careless ear,

“Prepare to meet thy God!"



Gracious Lord, our children see,
By thy mercy we are free;
But shall these, alas! remain
Subjects still of Satan's reign?
Israel's young ones, when of old
Pharaoh threaten’d to withhold;
Then thy messenger said, “ No;
Let the children also go.”
When the angel of the Lord,
Drawing forth his dreadful sword,
Slew, with an avenging hand,
All the first-born of the land ; †
Then thy people's doors he pass'd,
Where the bloody sign was placed ;
Hear us, now, upon our knees,
Plead the blood of Christ for these !

Lord, we tremble, for we know
How the fierce malicious foe,
Wheeling round his watchful flight,
Keeps them ever in his sight:
Spread thy pinions, King of kings !
Hide them safe beneath thy wings;
Lest the ravenous bird of prey
Stoop, and bear the brood away.

* Exod. x. 9.

+ Exod. xii. 12.

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My song shall bless the Lord of all,

My praise shall climb to his abode; Thee, Saviour, by that name I call,

The great, supreme, the mighty God.

Without beginning or decline,

Object of faith, and not of sense;
Eternal ages saw him shine,

He shines eternal ages hence.
As much, when in the manger laid,

Almighty ruler of the sky,
As when the six days' work he made

Fill'd all the morning stars with joy.

Of all the crowns Jehovah bears,

Salvation is his dearest claim; That gracious sound well pleased he hears,

And owns Emmanuel for his name.

A cheerful confidence I feel,

My well placed hopes with joy I see ; My bosom glows with heavenly zeal,

To worship him who died for me. As man, he pities my complaint,

His power and truth are all divine ; He will not fail, he cannot faint, Salvation's sure, and must be mine.

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