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2 Unchangeable his will,

Whatever be my frame,
His loving heart is still,

Eternally the same;
My soul through many changes goes,

His love no variation knows.
3 Thou, Lord, wilt carry on,

And perfectly perform,
The work thou hast begun

In me, a sinful worm; s
Midst all my fear, and sin, and wo,

Thy Spirit will not let me go.
4 The bowels of thy grace

At first did freely move;
I still shall see thy face,

And feel that God is love.
My soul into thy arms I cast;
I know I shall be sav'd at last.


Before any Ordinance. [Tune, Morning Praise.

1 LAMB of God, for whom we languish,

Make thy grief

Our relief,
Ease us by thine anguish.
20, our agonizing Saviour,

By thy pain

Let us gain
Happiness for ever.


3 In thy own appointment bless us,

Meet us here,

Now appear

Our almighty Jesus. 4.Holy Ghost, in great compassion,

Joy impart;

Fill each heart With thy consolation. 5 Let this ordinance be sealing;

Enter now,

Claim us thou For thy constant dwelling. 6 Warm the soul of each believer;

We are thine,

Love divine,
Reign in us for ever.

On opening a Place of Worship.

[Tune, Euphrates. 1 In sweet exalted strains

The King of Glory praise;
O'er heaven and earth he reigns,

Thro' everlasting days:
He with a nod the world controls,

Sustains or sinks the distant poles. 2 To earth he bends his throne,

His throne of grace divine;
Wide is his bounty known,

And wide his glories shine:
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest,
Is with his smiles and presence blest.

3 Then, King of Glory, come,

And with thy favour crown
This temple as thy dome,

This people as thy own;
Beneath this roof, O deign to shew
How God can dwell with men below.

'4 Here may thine ears attend

Our interceding cries,
And grateful praise ascend

All fragrant to the skies;
Here may thy word melodious sound,
And spread celestial joys around.


Saints in the hand of Christ.


i Firs as the earth thy gospel stands,

My Lord, my hope, my trust;
If I am found in Jesu's hands,

My soul can ne'er be lost.

2 His honour is engag‘d to save

The meanest of his sheep;
All that his heavenly Father gave

His hands securely keep.

3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove

His fav’rites from his breast;
In the dear bosom of his love

They must for ever rest.


Walking with God.

C.M. i O FOR a closer walk with God,

A calm and heav'nly frame,
A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb!
2 Where is the blessedness I knew

When first I saw the Lord ?
Where is the soul-refreshing view

Of Jesus and his word?
3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd !

How sweet their mem'ry still ! But they have left an aching void

The world can never fill.
4 Return, O holy Dove, return,

Sweet messenger of rest;
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,

And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne,

And worship only thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,

Calm and serene my frame;
A purer light shall mark the road

That leads me to the Lamb.


Vanity of the Creature sanctified.

[Tune, Caution. 1 Honey tho' the bee prepares,

An envenom’d sting he wears;
Piercing thorns a guard compose

Round the fragrant blooming rose. 2 Where we think to find a sweet,

Oft a painful sting we meet;
When the rose invites our eye

We forget the thorn is nigh.
3 Why are thus our hopes beguild?

Why are all our pleasures spoild?
Why do agony and wo

From our choicest comforts grow? 4 Sin has been the cause of all;

'Twas not thus before the fall:
What but pain, and thorn, and sting,

From the root of sin can spring? 5 Now with every good we find

Vanity and grief entwin'd;
What we feel, or what we fear,

All our joys embitter here.
6 Yet, through the Redeemer's love,

These afflictions blessings prove;
He the wounding stings and thorns
Into healing med'cines turns.

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