Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter ev'ry trembling heart.

2. Breathe, oh breathe thy loving Spirit
Into ev'ry troubled breast:
Let us all in thee inherit,

Let us find thy promis'd rest;
Take away the love of sinning,
Take our load of guilt away;
End the work of thy beginning,
Bring us to eternal day.
3. Carry on thy new creation,
Pure and holy may we be;
Let us see our whole salvation,
Perfectly secur'd by thee:
Change from glory into glory,

"Till in heav'n we take our place : 'Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love and praise.

Christmas.] HYMN 21. 8s. & 7s. [Madan's.

COME, thou long expected Jesus,

Born to set thy people free;

From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in thee.
Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the saints thou art;
Blest desire of ev'ry nation,
Joy of ev'ry faithful heart.

2. Born, thy people to deliver,
Born a child, and yet a King;

Born to reign in us for ever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.
By thine own eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By thine all-sufficient merit,

Raise us to thy glorious throne.

Charity Hymn.] HYMN 22. 8s. & 7s. [Anon.

LORD of life, all praise excelling,

Thou in glory unconfin'd,

Deign'st to make thy humble dwelling
With the poor of humble mind.
As thy love through all creation,
Beams like thy diffusive light,
So the scorn'd and humble station,
Shrinks beneath thine equal sight.
2. Thus thy care, for all providing,
Warm'd thy faithful prophet's tongue ;
Who, the lot of all deciding,

To thy chosen Israel sung:
When thine harvest yields thee pleasure,
Thou the golden sheaf shalt bind;
To the poor belongs the treasure

Of the scatter'd ears behind.

3. When thine olive plants increasing,
Pour their plenty o'er thy plain,
Grateful thou shalt take the blessing,
But not search the bough again.
When thy favor'd vintage flowing,
Gladdens the autumnal scene,

Own the bounteous hand bestowing,
But thy vines the poor shall glean.
4. Still we read thy word declaring
Mercy, Lord, thine own decree;
Mercy, every sorrow sharing,

Warms the heart resembling thee.
Still the orphan and the stranger,
Still the widow owns thy care,
Screen'd by thee in ev'ry danger,
Heard by thee in ev'ry prayer.

Georgetown.] HYMN 23. 8s. & 7s. [Fawcett.
MY soul, what means this sadness?
Wherefore art thou thus cast down?

Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness,
Bid thy restless fears begone;
Look to Jesus,

And rejoice in his dear name.

2. What though Satan's strong temptations,
Vex and grieve thee day by day?
And thy sinful inclinations

Often fill thee with dismay?

Thou shalt conquer→

Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 3. Though ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within;

Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee,
But will save from hell and sin;
He is faithful

To perform his gracious word.

4. Though distresses now attend thee,
And thou tread'st the thorny road;
His right hand shall still defend thee
Soon he'll bring thee home to God!
Therefore praise him-

;

Praise the great Redeemer's name.
5. O that I could now adore him,
Like the heav'nly host above,
Who for ever bow before him,
And, unceasing sing his love!
Happy songsters!

When shall I your chorus join?

Seville.] HYMN 24. 8s. 7s. & 4s. [Robinson.

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UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah,

Pilgrim, through this barren land;

I am weak, but thou art mighty,

Hold me with thy powerful hand :

Bread of heaven,

Feed me till I want no more.

2. Open thou the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing streams do flow :
Let the fi'ry, cloudy pillar

Lead me all my journey through:
Strong Deliv❜rer,

Be thou still my strength and shield.
3. When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side:

Songs of praises

I will ever give to thee.

Aithlone.] HYMN 25. 8s. & 6s.

JESUS, who died a world to save,
Revives and rises from the grave;
By his almighty pow'r;

From sin, and death, and hell set free,
He captive leads captivity,

And lives to die no more.

2. Plenteous he is in truth and grace, He offers pardon to our race,

He bids us turn and live;

His saving grace for all is free;
Transgression, sin, iniquity,

He freely doth forgive.

[Anon.

3. Hail, great Emmanuel, balmy name, Thy praise the ransom'd will proclaim; Thee we Physician call:

We own no other cure but thine,

Thou the Deliverer divine,

Our health, our life, our all.

Amsterdam] HYMN 26. 7s. & 6s. [Whitefield.

RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings,

Thy better portion trace;

Rise from transitory things,

Tow'rds heav'n thy dwelling place; Sun and moon and stars decay;

Time shall soon this earth remove: