Their solemn vows again renew,
And walk in filial fear.

3 Thy Spirit then will speak,
Through lips of humble clay,
Till hearts of adamant shall break,--
Till rebels shall obey.

4 Now lend thy gracious ear,
Now listen to our cry;

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Oh! come, and bring salvation near ;—
Our souls on thee rely.

HYMN 446, L. M.

Weeping over Sinners.

aff 1 ARISE, my tenderest thoughts! arise; Dissolve in grief, my streaming eyes! And thou, my heart! with anguish feel Those evils which thou canst not heal. 2 See human nature sunk in shame; See scandal poured on Jesus' name; The Father wounded, through the Son, The world abused, the soul undone ! 3 See the short course of vain delight, Closing in everlasting night,

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In flames that no abatement know,
Though bitter tears for ever flow!

4 My God! I feel the mournful scene,
And yearn with grief o'er dying men ;
While fain my pity would reclaim
Souls that may perish in the flame.
5 But feeble my compassion proves,
And can but weep, where most it loves:
Thine own all-saving arm employ,
And turn these drops of grief to joy.

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HYMN 447, H. M.

The Jubilee proclaimed.

1 BLOW ye the trumpet!-blow,
The gladly solemn sound!
Let all the nations know,

To earth's remotest bound,-
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

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2- Exalt the Lamb of God,-
The sin-atoning Lamb;
Redemption by his blood,

Through all the world, proclaim:
The year of jubilee is come;
Returr, ye ransomed sinners! home.

3 Ye slaves of sin and hell!

Your liberty receive;
And safe in Jesus dwell,

And blest in Jesus live;
The year of jubilee is come;

Return, ye ransomed singers! home.

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The news of pard'ning grace:
Ye happy souls! draw near,
Behold your Saviour's face:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.
5 Jesus, our great High-Priest,

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Has full atonement made:
Ye weary spirits! rest,

Ye mourning souls! be glad:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

HYMN 448, L. M.

Hope in Times of Darkness.

WHILE I to grief my soul gave way,

To see the work of God decline, Methought I heard the Saviour say,"Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. 2 "Though for a time I hid my face, Rely upon my love and power; Still wrestle at the throne of grace, And wait for a reviving hour.

3 "Take down thy long-neglected harp

I've seen thy tears, and heard thy prayer; The winter season has been sharp,

But spring shall all its wastes repair.”

4 Lord! I obey,-my hopes revive;

Come, join with me, ye saints! and sing, Our foes in vain against us strive,

For God will help and triumph bring.

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HYMN 449, L. M.

The Vision of dry Bones.

aff 1 LOOK down, O Lord! with pitying eye,

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See Adam's race in ruin lie;

Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughtered heaps around.

2 And can these dead awake and live?
And can these perished bones revive?
That, mighty God! to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thine own.

3 Thy ministers are sent in vain,
To prophesy upon the slain,

In vain they call, in vain they cry,-
Till thine almighty aid is nigh.

4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe,

Life spreads through all the realms of death;
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice,-
They move, they waken, they rejoice.

5 So, when thy trumpet's awful sound

Shall shake the heavens, and rend the ground,
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise,
And spring to life beyond the skies.

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He pours around thy head;
The nations round

Thy form shall view,

With lustre new,
Divinely crowned.

3 In honor to his name,

Reflect that sacred light;
And loud that grace proclaim,
Which makes thy darkness bright;
Pursue his praise,

Till sovereign love,
In worlds above,
The glory raise.

4 There, on his holy hill,
A brighter sun shall rise,
And, with his radiance, fill
Those fairer, purer skies;
While, round his throne,
Ten thousand stars,
In nobler spheres,
His influence own.

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HYMN 451, 8s and 7s.

Prayer for a Revival.

af 1 SAVIOUR! visit thy plantation;

Grant us, Lord! a gracious rain;
All will conie to desolation,

Unless thou return again.

2 Keep no longer at a distance ;-
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should droop and die.
3 Let our mutual love be fervent,
Make us prevalent in prayers;
Let each one, esteemed thy servant,
Shun the world's enticing snares.
4 Break the tempter's fatal power;
Turn the stony heart to flesh;
And begin, from this good hour,
To revive thy work afresh.

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HYMN 452, 8s and 7s.

Future Peace and Glory of Zion

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TEAR what God, the Lord, hath spoken;"O my people! faint and few,

Comfortless, afflicted, broken,—

Fair abodes I build for you:
Scenes of heart-felt tribulation

Shall no more perplex your ways;

You shall name your walls-Salvation,-
And your gates shall all be-Praise."

mj 2 There, like streams that feed the garden,
Pleasures, without end, shall flow;
For the Lord, your faith rewarding,
All his bounty shall bestow:
Still, in undisturbed possession,
Peace and righteousness shall reign;
Never shall you feel oppression-
Hear the voice of war again.

3 Ye, no more your suns declining,
Waning moons no more shall see;
But, your griefs for ever ending,
Find eternal noon in me:

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God will rise, and, shining o'er you,
Change to day the gloom of night;
He, the Lord, will be your glory,-
God your everlasting light.

HYMN 453, 78.

Winning Souls.

aff 1 WOULD you win a soul to God?

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Tell him of a Saviour's blood,

Once for dying sinners spilt,
To atone for all their guilt.

2 Tell him how the streams did glide,
From his hands, his feet, his side,—
How his head, with thorns, was crowned,
And his heart in sorrow drowned:-

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How he agonized in death,
How he lives to intercede,-
Christ, our advocate and head.

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4 Tell him,—it was sovereign grace
Led thee first to seek his face;
Made thee choose the better part,
Wrought salvation in thy heart.

5 Tell him of that liberty,

Wherewith Jesus makes us free!
Sweetly speak of sins forgiven,
Earnest of the joys of heaven.