4 Thou seest me lying at the pool,
I would, thou know'st I would be whole;
O let the troubled waters move,
And minister thy healing love.
CCXLV. L. M. NEWTON.
Casting the Gospel-Net. Luke v. 5. John xxi. 6.
TOW while the gospel-net is cast,
Do thou, O Lord, the effort own;
From numerous disappointments past,
Teach us to hope in thee alone.
2 May this be a much favour'd hour,
To souls in Satan's bondage led;
O clothe thy word with sov'reign power
To break the rocks and raise the dead!
3 To mourners speak a cheering word,
On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine;
Let poor backsliders be restor❜d,
And all thy saints in praises join.
4 [O hear our prayer and give us hope,
That when thy voice shall call us home,
Thou still wilt raise a people up
To love and praise thee in our room.]
CCXLVI. S. M. BEDDOME.
He beheld the city and wept over it. John xix. 4o
ID Christ o'er sinners weep?
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from ev'ry eye.
2 The Son of God in tears,
Angels with wonder see!
Be thou astonish'd, O my soul,
He shed those tears for thee.
3 He wept, that we might weep,
Each sin demands a tear;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there's no weeping there.
CCXLVII. 148th. RIPPON'S SELEC
Luke xviii. 35-38.
ORD! sinful, blind, and poor,
And lost without thy grace,
Thy mercy I implore,
And wait to see thy face:
Begging I sit by the way-side,
And long to know thee crucified.
2 Jesus, attend my cry,
Thou son of David hear,
If now thou passest by,
Stand still and call me near;
The darkness from my soul remove,
And show me now thy pardoning love.
CCXLVIII. L. M. Coomb's tune. BEDDOME.
Thy Kingdom come. Mat. vi. 10.
1 ASCEND thy throne, Almighty King,
And spread thy glories all abroad;
Let thine own arm salvation bring,
And be thou known the gracious God.
2 Let millions bow before thy seat,
Let humble mourners seek thy face,
Bring daring rebels to thy feet,
Subdued by thy victorious grace.
3 O let the kingdoms of the world
Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Let saints and angels praise thy name, Be thou through heaven and earth a dor'd.
CCXLIX. L. M. RIPPON'S SELEC
Ezekiel's Vision of the dry bones.
Ezek. xxxvii. 3.
LOOK down, O Lord, with pitying eye;
See Adam's race in ruin lie;
Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughter'd heaps around.
2 And can these mould'ring corpses live?
And can these perish'd bones revive?
That, mighty God, to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thy own.
S 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.
N what has now been sown,
Thy blessing, Lord, bestow;
The power is thine alone,
To make it spring and grow;
Do thou the gracious harvest raise
And thou, alone, shalt have the praise:
CCLI. C. M. TOPLADY'S COLLEC.
Now is the accepted time.
1OME, guilty souls, and flee away
To Christ, and heal your wounds;
This is the welcome gospel-day
Wherein free grace abounds.
2 God lov'd the church, and gave his Son
To drink the cup of wrath:
And Jesus says he'll cast out none
That come to him by faith.
CCLII. L. M. S. STENNETT.
Acceptance through Christ alone.
TOW shall the sons of men appear, Great God, before thine awful bar? How may the guilty hope to find
Acceptance with th' eternal mind?
2 Not vows nor groans, nor broken cries,
Not the most costly sacrifice,
Not infant blood profusely spilt,
Will expiate a sinner's guilt.
3 Thy blood, dear Jesus, thine alone,
Hath sov❜reign virtue to atone :
Here we will rest our only plea
When we approach, great God, to thee.
CCLIII. L. M. NEWTON,
Habbakuk iii. 17, 18.
S Jesus mine! I'm now prepar'd ́ To meet with what I thought most hard; Yes, let the winds of trouble blow, And comforts melt away like snow. 2 No blasted trees, or failing crops, Can hinder my eternal hopes;
Tho' creatures change, the Lord's the same;
Then let me triumph in his name.
CCLIV. C. M. RIPPON'S SELEC.
Felix trembling. Acts xxiv. 24, 25.
EE Felix, cloth'd with pomp and power,
See his resplendent bride
Attend to hear a pris'ner preach
The Saviour crucified.
2 He well describes who Jesus was,
His glories and his love,
How he obey'd and bled below,
And reigns and pleads above.
3 Felix up starts, and trembling cries,
"Go for this time away;
"I'll hear thee on these points again
"On some convenient day."
4 Attention to the words of life
Let Felix thus adjourn;
Lord, let us make these solemn truths,
Our first and last concern.
"D"
ISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord
Help us to feed upon thy word,
All that has been amiss, forgive,
And let thy truth within us live.
2 Though we are guilty, thou art good,
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every fetter'd soul release,
And bid us all depart in peace.
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