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Saviour, when in dust, to thee
Saviour! when night involves the skies,
Saviour! who thy flock art feeding,
See, in the vineyard of the Lord,
Seek, my soul, the narrow gate,
Should nature's charms, to please the eye,
Shout the glad tidings, exulting!y sing;
Since Christ our Passover is slain,
Since I've known a Saviour's name,
Sing, my soul, his wondrous love,
Sinner! 'rouse thee from thy sleep,
Sinners, turn, why will ye die?
Softly now the light of day
Soldiers of Christ arise,
Songs of praise the angels sang;
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay,
Sov’reign Ruler of the skies,
The day is past and gone;
The gentle Saviour calls
The God of Abraham praise,
The God of life, whose constant care
The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
The Lord will happiness divine
The mighty flood that rolls .
The morning flowers display their sweets,
The race that long in darkness pin’d
The Saviour, when to heaven he rose,
There is a land of pure delight,
The spacious firmament on high,
The Spirit in our hearts,
This is the day the Lord hath made,
Thou art the way—to thee alone
Though I should seek to wash me clean
Thou, God, all glory, honour, power,
Thus speaks the High and Lofty One,
Time hastens on; ye longing saints
'Tis finish'd-so the Saviour cried,
Tis my happiness below,
To Jesus, our exalted Lord,
To our Redeemer's glorious name,
To thee let my first off’rings rise,
To thy temple I repair; .
Triumphant Zion! lift thy head .
Vital spark of heavenly flame!
We give immortal praise
Welcome, sweet day of rest,
When all thy mercies, O my God,
When dangers, woes, or death are nigh,
When gath’ring clouds around I view,
Whene'er the angry passions rise,
When I can read my title clear
When I survey the wondrous cross,

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A TABLE OF FIRST LINES.

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Page When Jesus left his heavenly throne,

65 When, Lord, to this our Western land, When, rising from the bed of death,

111 When, streaming from the eastern skies,

93 When those we love are snatch'd away,

73 When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, 69 When we are rais'd from deep distress,

71 While angels thus, O Lord, rejoice,

27 While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night,

ib. While thee I seek, protecting power,

106 With joy shall I behold the day

19 Witness, ye men and angels, now

53 Who are these in bright array?

116 Who is this that comes from Edom,

37 Why mournest thou, my anxious soul,

119 Ye faithful souls who Jesus know,

42 Ye fields of light, celestial plains,

6 Ye humble souls, approach your

God

76 Youth, when devoted to the Lord,

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