2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul refreshing view
Of Jesus, and his word?

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their mem❜ry still!
But they have left an aching void,
The world can never fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove! return,
of rest;

Sweet messenger

I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.

The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be-

Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;

And purer light shall mark the road,
That leads me to the Lamb,

COWPER.

HYMN 80. C. M. St. Martin's.

Holy Fortitude, or the Christian Soldier.

1 Am I a soldier of the cross?

A follower of the Lamb?

And shall I fear to own his cause?
Or blush to speak his name?

2 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?

Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

3 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord!

I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they're slain; They see the triumph from afar,

And soon with Christ shall reign.

5 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine,

In robes of vict'ry thro' the skies—
The glory shall be thine.

HYMN 81. S. M. St. Thomas.

Prayer for the Spirit.

1 Come, Holy Spirit! come,
Let thy bright beams arise;
Dispel the sorrow from our minds-
The darkness from our eyes.

2 Convince us of our sin,
Then lead to Jesus' blood;
And to our wond'ring view reveal
The secret love of God.

3 Revive our drooping faith;
Our doubts and fears remove;
And kindle in our breasts the flame
Of never dying love.

4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart-
To sanctify the soul-

To pour fresh life in every part,
And new-create the whole.

5 Dwell, Spirit! in our hearts;

Our minds from bondage free;

Then shall we know, and praise, and love,
The Father, Son, and Thee.

HYMN 82. L. M. Portugal.
Social Worship.

1 Where two or three, with sweet accord,
Obedient to their sovereign Lord,

WATTS.

HART.

Meet to recount his acts of grace,
And offer solemn prayer and praise;

2 "There," says the Saviour "will I be,
"Amidst this little company;

"To them unveil my smiling face,
"And shed my glories round the place."

3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord!
Relying on thy faithful word;
Now send thy Spirit from above
To fill our hearts with heavenly love.

STENNET.

HYMN 83. S. M. St. Thomas.

Faith in Christ our Sacrifice.

1 Not all the blood of beasts,
On Jewish altars slain,

Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.

2 But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away;

A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they.

3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.

4 My soul looks back to see
The burdens thou didst bear,

When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.

Believing, we rejoice

To see the curse remove;

We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,

And sing his bleeding love.

WATTS.

HYMN 84. C. M. Medfield.

Religion the One Thing needful.

1 Religion is the chief concern,
Of mortals here below;

May I its great importance learn,
Its sovereign virtue know.

2 More needful this than glitt'ring wealth,
Or aught the world bestows;
Not reputation, food, or health,
Can give us such repose.

3 Religion should our thoughts engage,
Amidst our youthful bloom;
"Twill fit us for declining age,

And for the awful tomb.

4 O may my heart by grace renew'd,
Be my Redeemer's throne;
And be my stubborn will subdued,
His government to own.

5 Let deep repentance faith and love,
Be joined with godly fear;

And all my conversation prove

My heart to be sincere.

WORCESTER'S SEL.

HYMN 85. S. M. Aylesbury.

God's tender care of his People.

1 The Lord my Shepherd is,
I shall be well supply'd;
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside.

2 He leads me to the place

Where heav'nly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim;

And guides me in his own right way,
For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot yield to fear:

Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade,
My Shepherd's with me there.

5 In spite of all my foes,

Thou dost my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head.

6 The bounties of thy love

Shall crown my future days;

Nor from thy house will I remove,

Nor cease to speak thy praise.

HYMN 86. L. M. Portugal.

WATTS

God's care of Saints, or deliverance by prayer.

1 Lord! I will bless thee all my days,
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue;
My soul shall glory in thy grace,
While saints rejoice to hear the song.

2 Come, magnify the Lord with me,
Come, let us all exalt his name;
I sought the eternal God, and he
Has not exposed my hope to shame.

3 I told him all my secret grief,

My secret groaning reach'd his ear;
He gave my inward pains relief,
And calm'd the tumults of my fear.

4 To him the poor lift up their eyes,
Their faces feel the heav'nly shine,
A beam of mercy from the skies,
Fills them with light and joy divine.