Christ shall also conquer these
Then the joyful news will come,
Child, your father calls, come home.
HYMN 69. P. M.
Daniel's wisdom may I know,
Stephen's faith and spirit show;
John's divine communion feel,
Moses' meekness, Joshua's zeal,
Run like the unwearied Paul,
Win the day and conquer all.
2. Mary's love may I possess,
Lydia's tender-heartedness,
Peter's fervent spirit feel,
James' faith by works reveal;
Like young Timothy may I
Every sinful passion fly.
3. Job's submission may I show,
David's pure devotion know,
Samuel's call, O may I hear,
Lazarus' happy portion share;
Let Isaiah's hallow'd fire
All my new born soul inspire.
4. Mine be Jacob's wrestling pray'r, Gideon's valiant, steadfast
Isaac's meditating heart,
Abraham's friendship may I prove,
Faithful to the God I love.
5. Most of all may I pursue
The example Jesus drew;
In my life and conduct show
How he liv'd and walk'd below;
Day by day through grace restor'd
Imitate my perfect Lord.
HYMN 70. P. M.
O ZION afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no man can save,
Surrounded with troubles, with terror dismay'd,
With toiling and rowing thy strength is decay'd,
Loud roaring the billows, now nigh thee o'erwhelm,
But skilful the pilot that sits at the helm;
His wisdom conducts thee, his power shall defend
Till he, all victorious, thy warfare shall end.
2. O fearful, O faithless, in mercy he cries,
What though high the surges to affright thee arise;
Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand,
Through tossings and tempests I'll bring thee to land.
Forget thee I will not, I care for thy name,
Engrav'd on my heart, it shall ever remain;
The palms of my hands, when I look on, I see,
The wounds I received, when I suffer'd for thee
3. The fearful, the faithless, the weak are my care,
The helpless, the hopeless, I hear their sad prayer,
Thro' great tribulation my people I bring,
And when they reach heaven, the louder they'll sing.
I feel at my heart, all thy sighs and thy groans,
For thou art most nigh me, my flesh and my bones;
In all thy afflictions, though great is thy pain,
They all are most need fui, not one is in vain.
4. The day of eternal salvation draws near,
When Jesus our leader. shall dry every tear;
Our bodies and souls shall his glory partake,
When the trumpets shall sound and the nations
awake.
Fight on, ye old soldiers, you'll soon be discharg'd; The war will be ended, your treasure enlarg'd, With singing and shouting, tho' Jordan may roar. We'll enter fair Canaan, and stand on the shore.
YE sons of the main, ye that sail o'er the flood, Whose sins, big as mountains, have reach'd up to God,
Remember the short voyage of life will soon end, Now come, brother sailor, make Jesus your friend.. 2. Look astern on your life, see your wake mark'd
[der in; Look ahead! see what torments you'll soon founThe hard rocks of death will soon beat on your keel, Then your vessel and cargo will all sink to hell. 3. Lay by your old compass, 'twill do you no good, It ne'er will direct you the right way to God; Mind your helm, brother sailor, and don't fall asleep, Watch and pray night and day, lest you sink in the deep.
4. Spring your luff, brother sailor, the breeze is now fair, [you'll clear, Turn your sail to the wind, and those torments Thy leading star, Jesus, keep full in your view, You'll weather the danger, he'll guide you safe through.
5. Renounce your old captain, the devil, straightway, The crew that you sail with will lead you astray, Desert their black colours, come under the red Where Jesus is captain, to conquest be led.
6. His standard's unfurl'd, see it wave thro' the air,
And volunteers coming from far off and near;
Now's the time, brother sailor, no longer delay,
Embark now with Jesus, good wages he'll pay
7. The bounty he'il give when the voyage doth begin
Is justification and freedom from sin;
Good usage he'll give, while we sail on the way,
And shortly you'll anchor in heaven's broad bay.
8. In the harbor of glory forever you'll ride,
Free from quicksands and dangers and sin's rapid
tide;
Waves of death cease to roll, and tempests are o'er;
The hoarse breath of boreas dismasts thee no more.
9. Thy tarpawling jacket no longer you'll wear,
But robes of bright glory all shining and fair;
A crown on thy head that would dazzle the sun,
And from glory to glory eternally run.
Bless God, O my soul, rejoice in his name,
And let my glad voice his greatness proclaim-
Surpassing in honor, dominion and might,
Thy throne is the heaven, thy robe is the light.
2. The sky we behold, a curtain display'd,
Thy chambers of heaven on waters are laid,
The clouds are a chariot thy glory to bear,
On wings thou art wafted, thou ridest on air.
3. As rapid as fire, thy angels on high
Convey thy commands, thy ministers fly;
The earth on its basis eternal sustain'd,
Is fix'd in the station thy wisdom ordain'd.
4. The world when at first of chaos compos'd,
Was void, without form, and in water enclos'd;
Thy voice, how majestic! in thunder was heard,
The water subsided! the mountains appear'd!
HYMN 73. P. M.
The blessed Jesus, loving Saviour,
He has call'd on me to go;
In the vineyard I must labor,
Or on me must come the wo.
Farewell, dear friends and loving neigh-
The gospel trumpet I must blow, [bors,
And sound salvation to poor sinners,
Or on me must come the wo. [harvest, 2. Say not four months, then comes the
The fields are white, the harvest near, He that reaps receiveth wages, As from scripture doth appear. Then for my Jesus I will travel,
Ꭴ er mountains high and vallies low; To seak a bride for my dear Master, For the word to me is, go.
3. O hark, poor sinner, will you hear me?
Will you have my Christ or no?
To you my errand is directed,
Will you with my Saviour go?
Say, poor sinners, will you hear me?
Will you have my Christ or no?
The blessed Jesus now invites you,
Now he calls on you to go.
4. O come, poor mourners, who feel
wounded,
Tho' your sins like mountains rise,
Let your hopes on Christ be founded,
Prepare to meet him in the skies.
If your sins appear like crimson,
He'll wash your souls as white as snow; O come, dear sinner, to the Saviour, Come, aud feel the pardon flow.
5. O come, backsliders, who have wan
[house, Come home, come home to father's Return, ye restless, wand'ring children, Come home, come home and pay your [vows, All things are ready now I know,
For the fatted calf is killed,
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