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GREENFIELD. 2d P. M. (359)

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WELLFORD. 2d P. M.

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FROM THANKSGIVING, BY PERMISSION.

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ver all, sent to fulfil Thy gracious Father's sov'reign will,

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To thy dread scep-tre will I bow; With duteous rev'-rence at thy feet,

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ry, lo! I sit; Speak, Lord, thy ser-vant hear - eth now.

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The image of the heavenly.

2 The world, sin, death, oppose in vain;
Thou, by thy dying, death hast slain,
My great Deliv'rer, and my God!
In vain does the old dragon rage;
In vain all hell its powers engage;
None can withstand thy conq'ring blood.
3 Renew thine image, Lord, in me;
Lowly and gentle may I be;

No charms but these to thee are dear;
No anger may'st thou ever find,
No pride in my unruffled mind,

But faith and heaven-born peace be there. 4 A patient, a victorious mind, That life and all things casts behind,

Springs forth obedient to thy call;
A heart that no desire can move,
But still to adore, believe, and love,
Give me, my Lord, my life, my all!

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Infinite condescension.

2 Thou shin'st with everlasting rays; Before the' insufferable blaze

Angels with both wings veil their eyes; Yet free as air thy bounty streams; On all thy works thy mercy's beams, Diffusive as thy sun's, arise.

3 Astonish'd at thy frowning brow, Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow: Terrible majesty is thine!

Who then can that vast love express, Which bows thee down to me,-who less Than nothing am, till thou art mine!

4 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, In number, weight, and measure, still,

Thou sweetly ord'rest all that is; And yet thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I, with thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss.

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GOD, of good the' unfathom'd sea,

Doxology.

Who would not give his heart to thee! NOW to the great and sacred Three,

Who would not love thee with his might!
O Jesus, lover of mankind,

Who would not his whole soul and mind,
With all his strength, to thee unite!

The Father, Son, and Spirit, be Eternal praise and glory given, Through all the worlds where God is known, By all the angels near the throne,

And all the saints in earth and heaven.

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And thaw, with beams of love di - vine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine.

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FOR a glance of heavenly day,
2 stubborn heart away;

And thaw, with beams of love divine,
This heart, this frozen heart of mine.

2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake;
The seas can roar; the mountains shake:
Of feeling, all things show some sign,
But this unfeeling heart of mine.

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt,
O Lord, an adamant would melt:
But I can read each moving line,
And nothing moves this heart of mine.
4 Thy judgments too, which devils fear-
Amazing thought !-unmoved I hear;
Goodness and wrath in vain combine
To stir this stupid heart of mine.

5 But power divine can do the deed;
And, Lord, that power I greatly need:
Thy Spirit can from dross refine,
And melt and change this heart of mine.

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WHEN, O my Saviour, shall it be,

That I no more shall break with thee? When will this war of passion cease, And I enjoy a lasting peace? 2 Now I repent; now sin again: Now I revive; and now am slain : Slain with the same malignant dart, Which, O! too often wounds thy heart. 3 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be, That I shall find my all in thee,The fulness of thy promise prove, And feast on thine eternal love?

1093 Day dawns on the night of the grave. 73-c.

SHALL man, O God of light and life,
Forever moulder in the grave?
Canst thou forget thy glorious work,
Thy promise, and thy power, to save?
2 In those dark, silent realms of night
Shall peace and hope no more arise?
No future morning light the tomb,

Nor day-star gild the darksome skies?
3 Cease-cease, ye vain, desponding fears:
When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang,
Death, the last foe, was captive led,

And heaven with praise and wonder rang.

4 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors
Unfold, to make his children way;
They shall be clothed with endless life,
And shine in everlasting day.

5 The trump shall sound-the dead shall wake;
From the cold tomb the slumb'rers spring;
Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise,
And hail their Saviour and their King.

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HYMNS.

619 Sabbath evening: Thy kingdom come. 68-b. MILLIONS within thy courts have met,

Millions this day before thee bow'd; Their faces Zionward were set,

Vows with their lips to thee they vow'd. 2 But thou, soul-searching God! hast known The hearts of all that bent the knee; And hast accepted those alone,

Who in the spirit worshipp'd thee. 3 People of many a tribe and tongue, Of various languages and lands, Have heard thy truth, thy glory sung, And offer'd prayer with holy hands. 4 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, Hath fail'd this day some suit to gain; To those in trouble thou wert nigh; Not one hath sought thy face in vain. 5 Thy poor were bountifully fed,— Thy chasten'd sons have kiss'd the rod; Thy mourners have been comforted,The pure in heart have seen their God. 6 Yet one prayer more;-and be it one, In which both heaven and earth accord;— Fulfil thy promise to thy Son:

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Let all that breathe call Jesus Lord!

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The Minister's prayer: Christ's constraining love.

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39-a.

AVIOUR of men, thy searching eye
Doth all mine inmost thoughts descry;
Doth aught on earth my wishes raise,
Or the world's pleasures, or its praise?
2 The love of Christ doth me constrain
To seek the wand'ring souls of men;
With cries, entreaties, tears, to save,-
To snatch them from the gaping grave.
3 For this let men revile my name;
No cross I shun, I fear no shame:
All hail, reproach; and welcome, pain;
Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain.

4 My life, my blood, I here present,
If for thy truth they may be spent ;
Fulfil thy sov'reign counsel, Lord;
Thy will be done, thy Name adored.

5 Give me thy strength, O God of power:
Then let winds blow, or thunders roar,
Thy faithful witness will I be:
'Tis fix'd; I can do all through thee.

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ORD, I am thine, entirely thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine;
With full consent thine I would be,
And own thy sov'reign right in me.

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place
Among the children of thy grace;
A wretched sinner, lost to God,
But ransom'd by Immanuel's blood.

3 Thine would I live--thine would I die;
Be thine through all eternity;
The vow is past beyond repeal,
And now I set the solemn seal.

4 Here, at that cross where flows the blood
That bought my guilty soul for God,-
Thee, my new Master, now I call,
And consecrate to thee my all.

5 Do thou assist a feeble worm
The great engagement to perform;
Thy grace can full assistance lend,
And on that grace I dare depend.

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come before our God; Once more his bless - ing ask:

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ONCE more we come before our God;

Once more his blessing ask:
O may not duty seem a load,
Nor worship prove a task.

2 Father, thy quick'ning Spirit send
From heaven, in Jesus' name,
And bid our waiting minds attend,
And put our souls in frame.

3 May we receive the word we hear,
Each in an honest heart;

And keep the precious treasure there,
And never with it part.

4 To seek thee, all our hearts dispose; To each thy blessings suit;

And let the seed thy servant sows,
Produce abundant fruit.

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JEHOVAH, God, thy gracious power

On every hand we see;
O may the blessings of each hour

Lead all our thoughts to thee.

2 If on the wings of morn we speed, To earth's remotest bound,

Thy hand will there our journey lead,
Thine arm our path surround.

3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps,
And reaches to the skies;
Thine eye of mercy never sleeps,
Thy goodness never dies.

4 From morn till noon-
-till latest eve,
Thy hand, O God, we see;
And all the blessings we receive,
Proceed alone from thee.

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Children in the arms of Jesus.

BEHOLD what condescending love

Jesus on earth displays!-
To babes and sucklings he extends
The riches of his grace.

2 He still the ancient promise keeps, To our forefathers given;

Young children in his arms he takes, And calls them heirs of heaven.

3 Forbid them not, whom Jesus calls, Nor dare the claim resist, Since his own lips to us declare

Of such will heaven consist.

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4 With flowing tears, and thankful hearts, We give them up to thee;

Receive them, Lord, into thine arms;
Thine may they ever be.

266 The Lord's Supper: The invitation. 97–c.

HE King of heaven his table spreads,
And blessings crown the board;

Not Paradise, with all its joys,

Could such delight afford.

2 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given.
Through the rich blood that Jesus shed,
To raise our souls to heaven.

3 Millions of souls, in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here;
And millions more, still on the way,
Around the board appear.

4 All things are ready, come away,
Nor weak excuses frame;
Crowd to your places at the feast,
And bless the Founder's name.

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