5 Our thoughts are lost in rev'rend awe; So much of God before. 6 0 may I bear some humble part Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, HYMN 86. C. M. WATTS. The Glad Tidings of Salvation. Luke i. 72, 73, 74. Heb. iii. 13. Acts x. 42. SAL ALVATION!-O the joyful sound! A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Bury'd in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay; 3 Salvation!-let the echo fly WATTS. HYMN. 87. Hallelujah Metre. God's love eternal and unchangeable. Ps. xlii. 11. Isa. liv. 9, 10. Tit. iii. 5. 2 My distrustful heart! How small thy faith appears; But greater, Lord, thou art Than all my doubts and fears. Did Jesus once upon me shine? Though dark may be my frame; My soul through many changes goes; 3 Thou, Lord, wilt carry on, 4 And perfectly perform The work thou hast begun In me a sinful worm : Midst all my fears, and sin, and woe, And feel that God is love. Lord, save, O save, my soul at last. L. H. C HYMN 88. L. M. The Loving Kindness of the Lord Jesus. Ps. xxxvi. 7, 8, 9. lxiii. 3. lxxvi. 15. AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me. ! 6 Then let me mount and soar away, HYMN 39. L. M. RIPPON'S Coll. The Hope which is the Anchor of the Soul. 1 Pet. i. 13. Psa. lxxxiv. 12. Rom. vii.24, 25. Heb. vi. 19. GOD, my Sun, thy blissful rays How dark, how mournful are my days, 2 Scarce through the shades, a glimpse of day But shall my drooping spirit say, 3 O let me not despairing mourn, 4 O, for the bright, the joyful day, HYMN 90. L. M. RIPPON'S Coll. Hoping. Micah. vii. 8, 9. Psa. xliii. 5. Prov. xiii. 12. Rom. iv. WH 18, 19, 20. WHY sinks my weak, desponding mind? Can sov'reign goodness be unkind? Am I not safe if God be nigh? 2 He holds all nature in his hand : That gracious hand on which I live, 3 'Tis he supports this fainting frame. The wond'rous glories of his name MRS. STEELE. HYMN 91. S. M. Rejoicing in the Hope set before us. James. v. 11. Ps. cxxxi. 3. 2 3 NOW Hab. iii. 17, 18. To form a sacred song; Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways, With music pass along. How strait the path appears, How open and how fair! No lurking gins t'entrap our feet; No fierce destroyer there. But flow'rs of paradise In rich profusion spring; The Sun of glory gilds the path, And dear companions sing. 4 See Salem's golden spires 5 In beauteous prospect rise; And brighter crowns than mortals wear All honour to his name, Who marks the shining way; To him, who leads the wand'rers on Doddridge. HYMN 92. Sevens Metre. Praise. Ps vii. 17. xiii. 6. cxxxv. 3. CHI As we journey, sweetly sing; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 2 Ye are trav❜lling home to God, 4 Shout, ye little flock, and bless'd, HYMN 93. C. M. CENNICK. Christ precious to them that believe. Gal. iv. 26. Rom. x. 11. 1 Peter. ii. 7. JESUS! I love thy charming name, "Tis music to mine ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud, 2 Yes, thou art precicus to my soul, 3 All my capacious powers can wish, Nor to my eyes is light so dear, |