4 From Thee, the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a full supply,
While men, this fount abandoning,
Shall meit away, and droop, and die!
3. Switt as an eagle cuts the sky,
We mount siect to thine abode;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nar tre amidst the heav'nly road. WATTS.

1 AWAKE, my sui-stretch ev'ry nerve,

O, hast thou the victory won,

And shalt thou receive the bright crown?

ALLEN.

326.

S. M.

Boylston. Cornhill.

Improvement of the present Time.

Aff 1 TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine;
Dependent on thy doom;

On us its sun may never shine;
The night of death may come!

2 The present moment flies,
And bears our life away;
O, make thy servants truly wise,
That we may live to-day!

3 Since on this fleeting hour

Eternity is hung,

Awake by thine almighty power
The aged and the young.

4 TO JESUS may we fly,

327.

Swift as the morning light,

Lest life's young, golden beams should die

In sudden, endless night!

5 & 8.

Christian Effort.

mf 1 COME, let us awake,

Our arms let us take,

DODDRIDGE.

Bethlehem.

And speed us away to the fight;

With JESUS, our head,

Where'er He may lead,

We'll march in the pow'r of his might.

2 Ah, who would not gain,-
Through labor and pain,-
A kingdom eternal above?
Ah, who would not dwell,-
Mid joys, none can tell,-

Where all is delight and sweet love?

Aff 3 Blest JESUS, our strength!

O, grant, that at length

4 From Thee, the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a full supply,
While men, this fount abandoning,
Shall melt away, and droop, and die!
mf 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the sky,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode ;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road.

The heavenly Race.

Nottingham.

WATTS.

Christmas.

mf 1 AWAKE, my soul,-stretch ev'ry nerve,
And press with vigor on ;

Ne'er from the heav'nward path-way swerve,
If thou wouldst gain the crown.

2 'Tis God's all animating voice,
That calls thee from on high:
He bids thee seek immortal joys,
Glories, that never die!

- 9 A cloud of witnesses around

mf

Hold thee in full survey:

They loud, inciting notes resound ;-
Then onward urge thy way!

Aff 4 Thee, SAVIOR, may I hope to meet,
When I my race have run?

325.

Yes! crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet
I'll lay my honors down!

Ss.

DODDRIDGE.

Wilworth. Wanworth.

Exhortation to immediate Obedience.

1 THE night is far spent ; then awake,
Arise from thy slothful repose:
The dawn of the day, shall it break,
And naught of thy labors disclose?

2 The night is far spent ; and the day
The deeds of dark hours will reveal:
Repent, and return, while ye may,
Lest judgment, despairing, ye feel.

3 The night is far spent ; and the sun,
Which rises, will never go down:

O, hast thou the victory won,

And shalt thou receive the bright crown?

ALLEN.

326.

S. M.

Boylston. Cornhill.

Improvement of the present Time.

Aff 1 TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine;
Dependent on thy doom;

On us its sun may never shine
The night of death may come !

2 The present moment flies,
And bears our life away;
O, make thy servants truly wise,
That we may live to-day!

3 Since on this fleeting hour
Eternity is hung,

Awake by thine almighty power
The aged and the young.

4 TO JESUS may we fly,

327.

Swift as the morning light,

Lest life's young, golden beams should die

In sudden, endless night!

5 & 8.

Christian Effort.

mf 1 COME, let us awake,

Our arms let us take,

DODDRIDGE.

Bethlehem.

And speed us away to the fight;

With JESUS, our head,

Where'er He may lead,

We'll march in the pow'r of his might.

2 Ah, who would not gain,-
Through labor and pain,-

A kingdom eternal above?
Ah, who would not dwell,-
Mid joys, none can tell,-

Where all is delight and sweet love?

Aff 3 Blest JESUS, our strength!

O, grant, that at length

mf

A crown to our heads may be given ;
O, bring us at last,—

The valley o'erpast,

To glory eternal in heaven!

328. (i. 139.)

mf

L. M.

ALLEN.

Arnheim. Old Hundred.

Hope in the Covenant.

1 HOW oft have sin and Satan strove
To rend my soul from Thee, my God?
But everlasting is thy love,

And Jesus seals it with his blood.

2 The oath and promise of the Lord
Join to confirm the wondrous grace;
Eternal pow'r performs the word,
And fills all heav'n with endless praise.
3 Amidst temptations, sharp and long,
My soul to this dear refuge flies;
Hope is my anchor, firm and strong,
While tempests blow, and billows rise! WATTS.

329. (i. 122.)

L. M.

Hebron. Nazareth.

Believers buried and raised with Christ.

1 DO we not hear that solemn word,
That we are buried with the Lord?
Baptiz'd into his death, that we
From sinful bondage might be free?
2 Our souls receive diviner breath,
Rais'd from corruption, guilt, and death;
So from the grave did Christ arise,
And lives to God above the skies.

3 No more let sin or Satan reign
Over our mortal flesh again;

The various lusts, we serv'd before,
Shall have dominion now no more.

WATTS.

Mear. Dundee.

Unfruitfulness, Ignorance.

1 LONG have we sat beneath the sound

Of thy salvation, Lord;

But still how weak our faith is found,
And knowledge of thy word?