XCII.

O FOR A CLOSER WALK. (Music, Oldham: Words by Cowper.) 1. O for a closer walk with God; A calm and heavenly frame: A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb!

2. What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ; How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void, This world can never fill.

3. Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest!

I hate the sins which made thee mourn,

And drove thee from my breast.

4. The dearest idol I have known,
(Whate'er that idol be,)

Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only Thee.

5. So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;

And clearer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb,

XCIII.

ON THE CRUCIFIXION.

Words by Dr. Watts.-Music, see 22nd Psalm, Mel. Sac. (composed expressly for this Hymn, by R. Taylor.)

1. ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed,

And did my Sovereign die

;

Did he devote his sacred head

For such a wretch as I?

2. Was it for crimes that I had done
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity-grace unknown,
And love beyond degree!

3. Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in ;

When Christ the world's Creator died
For man the creature's sin!

4. And well may I my blushing face
Hide while His cross appears;
My heart dissolved in thankfulness,
My eyes in flowing tears.

5. Yet flowing tears can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe:

Here, Lord, I give myself away ;-
O help me so to do!

XCIV.

ON THE SAME SUBJECT.

(By Cowper.)

Music, as 90th Psalm, Mel. Sac.

1. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ;

And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

2. The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;

And there may, I as foul as he,
Wash all my sins away.

3. Atoning Lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power;

Till all the ransom'd church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.

4. E'er since I knew the cleansing stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love hath been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

5. Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save;

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Is silent in the grave!

XCV.

WHY SHOULD I FEAR.

(By Newton.)

The Music of this Hymn was the last composition
of David Weyman.

1. WHY should I fear the darkest hour,
Or tremble at the tempter's power?
Jesus vouchsafes to be my tower!
Though hot the fight, why leave the field:
Why should I either flee or yield,
Since Jesus is my mighty shield ?
2. I know not what may soon betide,
Or how my wants shall be supplied;
But Jesus knows, and will provide.
Though sin would fill me with distress,
The throne of grace I can address,
For Jesus is my righteousness!

3. Though faint my prayers, and cold my love,
My stedfast hope shall not remove,
While Jesus intercedes above.
Against me earth and hell combine;
But on my side is power divine:
Jesus is all, and he is mine!

XCVI.

BLEST MORNING.

(By Dr. Watts.)

An Anthem, (Asia,) by Peace.

1. BLEST morning! whose first dawningrays Beheld the Son of God ;

Arise triumphant from the grave,
And leave His dark abode.
Wrapt in the silence of the tomb
The great Redeemer lay;

Till the revolving skies had brought
The third-the appointed day.

2. Hell and the grave, to hold their king
Combined their force in vain ;

The sleeping Conqueror arose,

And burst their feeble chain.

To Thy great name, Almighty Lord,
We sacred honours pay;
And loud hosannas still proclaim

The triumph of the day!

3. Salvation and immortal praise
To our victorious King;

Let heaven, and earth, and rocks and seas,
With glad hosannas ring.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, &c.