He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus !-just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus !-that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! No! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus!-yes I mayWhen I've no guilt to wash awayNo tear to wipe-no good to craveNo fear to quell-no soul to save. 6 Till then-nor is my boasting vainTill then I boast a Saviour slain ! And Oh, may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me!

HYMN 62. L. M.

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choice

Renewal of self-dedication.
HAPPY day, that fix'd
On thee, my Saviour, and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.
2 O happy bond, that seals my vows
To him, who merits all my love!
Let cheerful anthems fill his house,
While to that sacred shrine I move.
3 'Tis done :-the great transaction's done,
I am my Lord's, and he is mine:
He drew me and I follow'd on-
Charm'd to confess the voice divine.
4 Now rest, my long-divided heart,
Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest;
With ashes who would grudge to part,
When call'd on angels' bread to feast!
5 High heav'n, that heard the solemn vow,
That vow renew'd shall daily hear :
Till in life's latest hour 1 bow,

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And bless in death a bond so dear.

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HYMN 63. C. M.

Deliverance from evil companions.

HE giddy world, with flatt'ring tongue,
Had charm'd my soul astray,

And lur'd my heedless feet to death,
Along the flow'ry way.

2 My heart, with agonizing pray'r,
Besought the Lord to save;

Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand,
And brought me from the grave.

3 He broke the charm, which drew my feet To darkness and the dead:

From lips profane, and tongues impure,
With quiv'ring steps I fled.

4 Homeward I flew to find my God,
And seek his face divine,
Restor❜d to peace, to hope, to life,
To Zion's friends, and mine.

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HYMN 64. C. M.

Christian Fellowship.

OUR souls, by love together knit,

Cemented, mixt in one,

One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice,
"Tis heav'n on earth begun.

2 Our hearts have often burn'd within,
And glow'd with sacred fire,
While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blest,
And fill'd th' enlarged desire.

3 The little cloud increases still,

The heav'ns are big with rain;
We haste to catch the teeming show'r,
And all its moisture drain.

4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows!
But pour a mighty flood;

Oh! sweep the nations, shake the earth,
'Till all proclaim thee God.

5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up,
And sett'st thy starry crown;
When all thy sparkling gems shall shine,
Proclaim'd by thee thine own;

6 May we, a little band of love,
We sinners, sav'd by grace,
From glory unto glory chang'd,
Behold thee face to face.

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HYMN 65. L. M.

Christian Fellowship.

HOW blest the sacred tie that binds,

In union sweet, according minds!

How swift the heav'nly course they run, Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one. 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What jealous love, what holy fear! How doth the gen'rous flame within Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow, For human guilt and mortal wo;

Their ardent pray'rs together rise,
Like mingling flames in sacrifice.
4 Together oft they seek the place,
Where God reveals his awful face ;-
At length they meet in realms above,
A heav'n of joy—because of love.

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Salvation by Grace.
HYMN 66. S. M.

Salvation by Grace.

GRACE! 'tis a charming sound;

T Harmonious to the ear!

Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contriv'd the way,
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wond'rous plan.

3 Grace led my roving feet

To tread the heav'nly road;
And new supplies each hour, I meet,
While pressing on to God.

4 Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

HYMN 67. P. M. 11, 8.
Election.

1 Ye pilgrims, for Zion who press,
N songs of sublime adoration and praise;

Break forth and extol the great Ancient of days, His rich and distinguishing grace.

2 His love from eternity fix'd upon you,— Broke forth and discover'd its flame,

When each with the cords of his kindness he drew,

And brought you to love his great name. 3 O, had not he pity'd the state you were in, Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt:

You all would have liv'd, would have died too in sin,

And sunk with the load of your guilt.

4 What was there in you that could merit esteem, Or give the Creator delight?

Twas "Even so, Father," you ever must sing, "Because it seem'd good in thy sight."

5 Then give all the glory to his holy name, To him all the glory belongs :

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Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his fame,
And crown him in each of your songs.

HYMN 68 P. M. 11.
Precious Promises.

HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,

Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! What more can he say than to you he hath said, Who unto the Saviour for refuge have fled : 2 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd, For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,

Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 3 When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 4 When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 5 F'en down to old age, all my people shall prove My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love; And then, when gray hairs shall their temples adorn,

Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 6 "The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes;

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That soul, tho' all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never-no never-no never forsake."

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Graces of the Spirit.

HYMN 69. C. M.

The Power of Faith.

AITH adds new charms to earthly bliss,
And saves me from its snares;

Its aid in ev'ry duty brings,

And softens all my cares:

2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin,

And lights the sacred fire

Of love to God and heav'nly things,
And feeds the pure desire.

3 The wounded conscience knows its pow'r,
The healing balm to give ;
That balm the saddest heart can cheer,

And make the dying live.

4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds,

Where deathless pleasures reign;

And bids me seek my portion there,
Nor bids me seek in vain.

HYMN 70. L. P. M.

Confidence in the Mediator.

W and days are dark, and friends are few,
HEN gath'ring clouds around I view,

On him I lean, who, not in vain,
Experienc'd ev'ry human pain;

He feels my griefs, he sees my fears,
And counts and treasures up my tears.
2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray
From heav'nly wisdom's narrow way,
To fly the good I would pursue,
Or do the ill I would not do ;

Still he, who felt temptation's pow'r,
Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour.
3 When vexing thoughts within me rise,
And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies;
Then he who once vouchsaf'd to bear
The sick'ning anguish of despair,
Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry,
The throbbing heart, the streaming eye.
4 When sorr'wing o'er some stone I bend,
Which covers all that was a friend,
And from his voice, his hand, his smile,
Divides me for a little while;

Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed,
For thou didst weep o'er Laz'rus dead.
5 And, oh! when I have safely past
Through ev'ry conflict but the last,
Still, still unchanging, watch beside
My bed of death-for thou hast died.:
Then point to realms of endless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.

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HYMN 71. C. M.

Love to God.

APPY the heart where graces reign,

Love is the brightest of the train,
And strengthens all the rest.

2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, by

And all in vain our fear;

Our stubborn sins will fight and reign,
If love be absent there.

3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful fee:
In swift obedience move;