Saviour, when night involves the skies,
Saviour, who ready art to hear,
Say what is this I feel, .
Say, who shall God's elect condemn,
See how great a flame aspires,
See the leaves around us falling,
See the vineyard lately planted,
See, world, upon the shameful tree,
Servant of God, well done,
Shall foolish, weak, short-sighted man,
Shall I, for fear of feeble man,
She saw, she took, she ate,
Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive,
Sin has a thousand treacherous arts,
Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord,
Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts,
Sing we the song of those who stand,
Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord,
Sinners of Adam's fallen race,
Sinners, turn, why will ye die,
Soldiers of Christ, arise,
Songs of praise the angels sang,
Soon shall this earthly frame dissolved,
overeign of life, before thine eye,
overeign Ruler of the skies,
Spirit of power and might, behold,
Spirit of truth, come down,
Stand the omnipotent decree,
Stand up and bless the Lord,
Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay,
Stay, thou too happy sinner, stay,
Still for thy loving-kindness, Lord,
Summon'd my labour to renew,
Sweet Jesu, when I think on Thee,
Sweet is the task, my God and King,
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Sweet was the journey to the sky,
Swift as the arrow cuts its way,
Teach me, my God and King,
"Tell them, I am," Jehovah said,
That I am thine, my Lord and God,
That we may walk with God,
The children's angels always view,
The Christian warrior, see him stand,
The cross, the cross, O that's my gain,
The days and years of time are fied,
The days of Paradise were few,
The fountain, in its source,
The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, .
The glorious universe around,
The God of Abraham praise,
The God of nature and of grace,
The harvest of my joys is past,
The heathen perish, day by day,
The King of heaven his table spreads,
The Lord declares his will,
The Lord into his vineyard comes,
The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know,
The Lord is risen indeed,
The Lord of earth and sky,
The Lord of Sabbath let us praise,
The Lord shall come, the earth shall quake,
The Lord will happiness divine,
The men who slight thy faithful word,
The morning dawns upon the place,
The morning flowers display their sweets,
The praying Spirit breathe,
The promises I sing,
The pure and peaceful mind,
The race that long in darkness pined,
The rush may rise where waters flow,
The saints on earth, and those above,
The Saviour calls, let every ear,
The scene around me disappears,
The sentence pass'd on Adam's race,
The sins of youth and age,
The spacious firmament on high,
The Spirit breathes upon the word,.
The swift not always in the race,
Newton, 353
M. 392
Olivers, 376
M. 425
The tender mercy of our Lord,
The true good Shepherd, God's own Son,
The waking trumpets all shall hear,
The wandering star and fleeting wind,
The world in condemnation lay,
Thee in the watches of the night,
Thee, O my God and King,
Thee we adore, eternal name,
Thee will I love, my strength and tower,
They must be as the troubled sea,
There is a land of pure delight,
This is the day the Lord hath made,
This is the day when Christ arose,
This is the feast of heavenly wine,
This stone to Thee in faith we lay,
This world is all enchanted ground,
Thou art gone to the grave,
Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
Thou, Ged, art a consuming fire,
Thou God of glorious majesty,
Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
Thou, Lord, hast bless'd my going out,
Thou, who didst for Peter's faith,
Thou wretched man of sorrow,
Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord,
Thousands of thousands stand around,
Through sorrow's night, and danger's path,
Thus far on life's perplexing path,
Thus, Lord, throughout my life would I,
Thus saith the Lord, "My church, to thee,
Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love,
Thy humblest works, with full accord,
Thy mansion is the Christian's heart,
Thy throne, O God, in righteousness,
Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design,
Thy word, Almighty Lord,
Time by moments steals away,
Times without number I have pray'd,
'Tis a point I long to know,
"Tis enough, the hour is come,
"Tis God the Spirit leads,
To Adam thus Jehovah spake,
To God most awful and most high,
To God the only wise,
To-morrow, Lord, is thine,
To Thee, O God, my prayer ascends,
To thy temple I repair,
To us the voice of wisdom cries,
Tremble, ye families profane,
Trembling with tenderest alarms,
Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb,
Watch'd by the world's malignant eye,
Weep, weep not o'er thy children's tomb,
We bid Thee welcome in the name,
We covenant with hand and heart,
Welcome, sweet day of rest,
We seek a rest beyond the skies,
What are these in bright array,
What a rapturous song,
What is the chaff? the word of man,
What is the thing of highest price,
What is the world? a wildering maze,
What joy or honour could we have,
What must it be to dwell above,
What secret hand, at morning-light,
What shall I render to my God,
What shall we ask of God in prayer,
What various lovely characters,
When Adam sinn'd, through all his race,
When all thy mercies, O my God,
When any turn from Zion's way,
When earthly comforts die,
When floods of grief assault the mind,
When gathering clouds around I view,
When groves by moonlight silence keep,
When heaves with sighs my anxious breast,
When I can read my title clear,
When in the hours of lonely wo,
When Israel press'd by Pharaoh stood,
When Jesus left his Father's throne,
When languor and disease invade,
When like a stranger on our sphere,
When marshall'd on the nightly plain,
When musing sorrow weeps the past,
When, O dear Jesus, when shall ̊I,
When on Sinai's top I see,
When on the margin of the grave,
When poison spreading through their veins,
When quiet in my house I sit,
When restless on my bed I lie,
When rising from the bed of death,
When the vale of death appears,
When those who fear'd the Lord of old,
When through the torn sail,
When war on earth suspended,
Where are the dead? In heaven or hell,
Where high the heavenly temple stands,
While Egypt lies enwrapt in night,
While saints and angels, glorious King,
While through this changing world we roam,
Who can describe the joys that rise,
Who is as the Christian great,
Who is the weak believer, who,
Why do we mourn departing triends,
Why is my heart so far from Thee,
Why should I fear the darkest hour,
Why will ye lavish out your years,
Gisborne, 305
Price, 288
Watts, 299
Conder, 311
M. 431
M. 437
Toplady, 208
M. 432
H. K. White, 245
Noel, 289
M. 168
Why should the children of a King,
With wandering Jacob let us say,
With Thee I lay me down to sleep,
Within these walls be peace,
Witness, ye men and angels now,
Words of eternal life to me,
Worthy, O Lord, art Thou,
Ye hearts with youthful vigour warm,
Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears,
Ye virgin souls, arise,
You now must hear my voice no more,
Your harps, ye trembling saints,
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