177.The Penitent imploring Mercy. (2 Sam. xii.13.)

BRUNSWICK. L.M.

O THOU that hear'st the sinner's cry,
Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Regard me not with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thy book,
Create my nature pure within,
That I may hate the works of sin;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor take thy presence from my heart.
A broken heart, my God, my King,
Is all the sacrifice I bring:
The God of grace will ne'er despise
A broken heart for sacrifice.

My soul lies humbled in the dust,
And owns thy dreadful sentence just;
Yet look, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemn'd to die.

178. Timely Preparation for Judgment.
(Matt. v. 25, 26.)

LONDON NEW. C. M.

WHEN rising from the bed of death,
O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
Oh how shall I appear?

If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,

My heart with inward horror shrinks, ́
And trembles at the thought;

When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclos'd,

In majesty severe,

To sit in judgment on my soul,

Oh how shall I appear!

But thou hast told the troubled mind

Who doth her sins lament,
That faith in Christ's atoning blood

Shall endless wo prevent.

Then never shall my soul despair

Thy pardon to procure;

Since Christ, thine only Son, hathi died,
To make that pardon sure.

179. Renewed in Christ. (Rom. vi. 3-11.)

OH may our lips and lives express
The holy gospel we profess;

That men may see our virtues shine,
And own the doctrine all divine.

Thus to the world shall we proclaim
The influence of the Saviour's name;
Whose pow'rful grace prevails within,
To free us from the chains of sin.

To him our hearts, ourselves, we give ;
Henceforth, renew'd in him, we live;
And, resting on his holy word,
Wait for the coming of our Lord.

180. Loving God above all things. (Collect.)

ETON. P. M.

THOU Friend of sinners! who hast bought
Our freedom with thy precious blood;
Whose grace my wand'ring feet hath sought,
To bring me to the fold of God:

My sins forgive, my fears remove,
And fill my grateful heart with love.

Thee let my ardent soul pursue;
To thee with fervent love aspire;
Oh may thy Spirit still renew
Within my heart that heav'nly fire;
And ever prompt my jealous care
To guard the sacred treasure there.
In suff'ring, be thy love my peace;
In weakness, be thy love my power;
And when this mortal life shall cease,
Bless with thy love my latest hour:

My strength in life, that thou dost guide;
My hope in death,-that thou hast died.

181, Christ our Life. (2 Sam. xxiv, 15, 16.)

ST. STEPHEN'S. C. M.
O THOU, the Lord and life of those
Who rest their hope in thee;
Whose love from everlasting woes
Hath set thy people free.

Thine agony and death display
The curse our guilt should bear;
Thy resurrection points the way
To bliss that we may share.
To thee, O Lord, we lift our heart;
Thy mercy we implore;
Help us to choose the better part,
And go and sin no more.
Help us the Saviour to confess,
In whom our life we see;
And Oh, may fruits of holiness
Prove that we live to thee.

182. The Hope of Glory. (Rom. vi. 23.)

THERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Eternal day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
There everlasting spring abides,
And never-fading flowers:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
That heav'nly land from ours.
Oh, could we all our doubts remove,-
Those gloomy doubts that rise ;
And see the Canaan that we love
With faith's unclouded eyes:
Could we but stand where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,'
Should fright us from the shore!

183.

For God's providential Care.
(Mark viii. 7-9.)

MARTYRDOM.

C. M.

O GOD of Jacob, by whose hand

Thy people still are fed;

Who, through this weary pilgrimage,
Hast all our fathers led;

Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before thy sacred throne:
God of our fathers, be our God,
And all our children own!

Through each perplexing path of life,
Be thou our constant guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And all we need provide.

Protect us with thy constant care,
Till all our wand'rings cease;
And at our Father's blest abode
Our souls arrive in peace.

184. Renewal to eternal Life. (Collect.)

POUR down thy Spirit, gracious Lord,
On all assembled here:

May we receive th' engrafted word
With meekness, and with fear.

Through faith in thee the soul receives
New life, though dead before;
And he, who in thy name believes,
Shall live, to die no more.

Preserve the power of faith alive
In those who fear thy name;
For sin and Satan daily strive
To quench the sacred flame.
To thee we look, to thee we bow,
On thee for help we call;

Our life and resurrection thou;
Our hope, our joy, our all.

185. The Spirit witnessing our Adoption. (Rom. viii. 15.)

PRAISE. P. M.

OH happy they, God's chosen race,
Adopted children of his grace;
How pure the bliss they share!
A bliss unseen by worldly eyes,
Within their heart the treasure lies;
They know and feel it there.
The sons of God, who fear to grieve
The gracious Spirit they receive,
Adore his quick'ning grace;
And, strong in undissembled love,
By deeds of holy virtue prove
Their hearts his dwelling place.
O Messenger of rich delight,
Whose beam dispels the darkest night,
And makes our sorrows cease;
Thy comfort soothes our mortal pains;
Thy grace our feeble strength sustains:
O bless us with thy peace!

186. The Spirit of Truth. (1 Kings xvii. 24.)

MANCHESTER. C. M.

THE Spirit breathes upon the Word,

And brings the truth to sight:
Precepts and promises afford

A sanctifying light.

A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun;

It gives a light to ev'ry age ;-
It gives, but borrows none.
The hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat;
Its truths upon the nations rise;-
They rise, but never set.

My God! let endless thanks be thine,

For such a bright display;

Which makes a world of darkness shine

With beams of heav'nly day.