What equal honors shall we bring

47

What is life? 'tis but a vapor
What is the thing of greatest price

509

373

What scenes of horror and of dread

504

What shall I render to my God

177

What shall the dying sinner do

7

What shall we render, bounteous Lord

279

What sinners value, I resign

543

What various hindrances we meet

308

When any turn from Zion's way

168

Whence do our mournful thoughts arise

When blooming youth is snatched away

When from the glorious realms of day
When God revealed his gracious name
When I can read my title clear

502

359

255

190

466

While thee I seek, protecting Power
While with ceaseless course the sun
Who but thou, Almighty Spirit
Who can describe the joys that rise
Why do we mourn departing friends
Why is my heart so far from thee
Why should I say 'tis yet too soon
Why should we start and fear to die

Ye angels who stand round the throne
Ye dying sons of men

544

130

Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm

476

Ye humble souls, approach your God
Ye messengers of Christ

23

263

Ye nations round the earth rejoice

11

Ye servants of God

416

Ye sons of Adam, vain and young

479

Ye sons of men, with joy record
Yes, the Redeemer rose

24

45

Yes, we trust the day is breaking
Ye that pass by, behold the man
Ye visions bright of heavenly birth
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor

428

35

422

129

FOR

SOCIAL WORSHIP.

THE SCRIPTURES.

1. Excellency of the Bible. C. M 1 Father of mercies! in thy word What endless glory shines! For ever be thy name ador'd, For these celestial lines.

2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find:

Riches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast;
Sublimer sweets than nature knows,
Invite the longing taste.

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life, and everlasting joys,
Attend the blissful sound.

5 0 may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;

And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.

6 Divine Instructer, gracious Lord,
Be thou for ever near;

Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.

2. Value of the Bible. 7's.

1 Holy Bible, Book divine;

Steele.

Precious treasure! thou art mine:
Mine to tell me whence I came;
Mine to teach me what I am:

2 Mine to chide me when I rove;
Mine to show a Saviour's love:
Mine art thou, to guide my feet;
Mine to judge, condemn, acquit:
3 Mine to comfort in distress,
If the Holy Spirit bless:
Mine to show, by living faith,
Man can triumph over death!
4 Mine to tell of joys to come,
And the rebel-sinner's doom :-
O thou precious Book divine!
Precious treasure! thou art mine.

3. The Bible precious. 8, 7.

1 Precious Bible! what a treasure Does the Word of God afford! All I want for life or pleasure,

Food and med'cine, shield and sword:
Let the world account me poor;
Having this I need no more.

2 Food, to which the world 's a stranger,
Here my hungry soul enjoys;
Of excess there is no danger,
Though it fills, it never cloys:
On a dying Christ I feed,

He is meat and drink indeed! Newton.

4. The Bible precious. C. M.

1 How precious is the book divine,
By inspiration given !

Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts,
In this dark vale of tears;

Life, light, and joy it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.

3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life shall guide our way,

Till we behold the clearer light

Of an eternal day.

Rippon's Col.