4. By Thy deep expiring groan;
By the seal'd sepulchral stone;
By Thy triumph o'er the grave;
By Thy power from death to save ;
Mighty God! ascended Lord,

To Thy throne in heaven restored!
Prince and Saviour! hear the cry
Of our solemn litany.

CCCXXIX.

HOLY LORD.

(Wesley.) Air, German Hymn, 4th No. M. S. 1. HOLY LAMB, who Thee receive, Who in Thee begin to live;

Day and night they cry to Thee,
'As Thou art, so let us be !'

2. Sinners, see, the sacred flame,

Rising from the slaughter'd LAMB, the living way,

Marks the new,

Leading to eternal day!

8. Fix, O fix each wavering mind!
To Thy cross our spirits bind ;
Earthly passions far remove,
Swallow up our souls in love!

4. Dust and ashes though we be,

Full of sin and misery;

Thine we are, Thoų Son of God,
Take the purchase of Thy blood !

CCCXXX.

BRETHREN, LET US JOIN. (Music from the Bethesda Collection.) 1. BRETHREN, let us join to bless Jesus Christ, our joy and peace! Let our praise to Him be given, High at God's right hand in heaven. 2. Master, see, To Thee we bow, Thou art Lord and only Thou: Thou the woman's promised Seed, Glory of Thy church, and Head! 8. Thee the angels ceaseless sing; Thee we praise, our Priest and King: Worthy is Thy name of praise, Full of glory, full of grace!

4. Thou hast the glad tidings brought Of salvation by Thee wrought,--Wrought for all Thy church: and we Worship in their company.

5. We, Thy little flock, adore

Thee, the Lord, for evermore :—
Ever with us, show Thy love
Till we join with those above.
"Hallelujah! Praise ye the Lord !”

CCCXXXI.

SORROW.

(C. Wesley.)

1. THOU, wretched man of sorrow,
Whose eyes all day o'erflow,
Indulge thy grief, and borrow
The night for farther woe:
In ceaseless lamentation
Thy solemn moments spend,
And groan thy expectation,
That pain with life shall end.
2. My comforts all are blasted,
My Comforter is gone:

The joy which once I tasted
O that I ne'er had known!

The gourd that soothed my anguish
Is wither'd o'er my head ;

And, faint with grief, I languish
To sink among the dead.

8. In hope of THY salvation,
I feel a moment's rest:
The calm of expectation
Hath stole into my breast:
I weep at rescue near;
I struggle to be gone;

And

And joy is in the tear, And GOD is in the groan! 4. From all I suffer here, (If God my sins forgive,) From all I feel and fear, I there, redeem'd, shall live: No serpent to deceive me ; No sin to stain my thought: No loss or wrong to grieve me, Where all things are forgot. 5. No heart-distracting passion Is there to break my peace; But joy without cessation, And love without excess: Of Paradise secure, I shall no longer mourn: There bliss is full and sure; The rose without a thorn.

CCCXXXII.

SECOND PART.

6. GREAT Author of my being,

Who seest mine inward care;
The ills of Thy decreeing

Enable me to bear:

The justice of Thy sentence

With filial awe to own,

And spend in deep repentance My last, expiring groan! 7. The spirit of contrition

To me, to me impart:

Thou knowest my soul's ambition,
'An humble contrite heart!'
And, O Thou God of power,
When pain, with life, shall end;
In that decisive hour,

Great God of LOVE, attend!

CCCXXXIII.

MORNING HYMN.

(By Bishop Kenn.) Air, German Hymn, as in 4th No. Mel. Sac.

"When I awake I am still with Thee." Ps. cxxxix. 18.

1. AWAKE my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run:

Shake off dull sloth, and early rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2. Redeem thy mispent moments past,
And live this day as if the last :
Thy talents to improve take care;
For the great day thyself prepare.
3. Let all thy converse be sincere,
Thy conscience as the noonday clear;