Some extra verses included in earlier 19th century editions:
| 63 b | Tender Thought | v. 5: | But feebly my compassion proves, And can but weep where most it loves; Thy own all-saving arm employ, And turn these drops of grief to joy. | ||
| 67 b | Rockbridge | v. 5: | But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. | ||
| 77 b | Hiding Place | v. 4: | Vindictive justice stood in view, To Sinai's fiery mount I flew; But justice cried with frowning face, This mountain is no hiding place. | ||
| v. 5: | But lo! a heavenly voice I heard, And Mercy's angel soon appeared; Who led me on a pleasing pace To Jesus Christ my hiding place. | ||||
| 95 b | Medfield | v. 5: | The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days; O may thy home be my abode, And all my work be praise. | ||
| 103 | Piety | v. 5: | No--thou art precious to my heart-- My portion and my joy: My portion and my joy: Forever let thy boundless grace, Forever let thy boundless grace My sweetest thoughts employ. | ||
| 104 a | Bethel | v. 5: | Heav'n, earth, and air, and seas are thine, And the dark world of hell; They saw thine arm in vengeance shine When Egypt durst rebel. | ||
| 111 a | Youthful Glory | v. 5: | Ere yet the heart the woes of age, With vain regret deplore, And sadly muse on former joys, That now return no more; And sadly muse . . . | ||
| 131 b | Idumea | v. 5: | Turn, Turn us, mighty God! And mould our souls afresh! Break, sov'reign grace, these hearts of stone, And give us hearts of flesh. | ||
| 142 a | Heavenly Rest | v. 5: | Lord God of truth and grace! Teach us that death to shun; Lest we be banished from thy face, And evermore undone. And evermore undone. | ||
| 144 a | Florida | v. 5: | But I with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. I'll cast my . . . | ||
| 160 b | Examination | v. 5: | If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mixed with all I do; You that love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you? | ||
| 164 a | Pleyel's Hymn | v. 5: | Sinners turn, why will ye die?-- God the Spirit asks you why?-- He who all your lives hath strove, Woo'd you to embrace his love. | ||
| 164 b | Hendon, | ||||
| (alternate words): | v. 1. | Would you win a soul to God? Tell him of a Savior's blood, Once for dying sinners spilt, To atone for all their guilt, To atone . . . | |||
| v. 2. | Tell him, how the stream did glide From his hands, his feet, his side; How his head with thorns was crown'd, And his heart in sorrow drown'd, and . . . | ||||
| v. 3. | How he yielded up his breath; How he agonized in death; How he lives to intercede-- Christ our Advocate and Head, Christ our . . . | ||||
| v. 4. | Tell him of that liberty Wherewith Jesus makes us free; Sweetly speak of sins forgiven-- Earnest of the joys of heav'n, Earnest . . . | ||||
| 165 b | Alarming Voice | v. 5: | Lord prepare us by thy grace! Soon we must resign our breath, And our souls be called to pass Through the iron gate of death. Through the iron . . . | ||
| 183 b | Vernon | v. 3: | Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak-- Be conquered by my instant pray'r; Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, And tell me if thy name be Love. | ||
| 264 | Gracious Reward | v. 5: | Then in a moment, to my view, The stranger darted from disguise, The tokens in His hands I knew; My Savior stood before my eyes-- He spake and my poor name he named,-- "Of Me thou hast not been ashamed, These deeds shall thy memorial be, Fear not, thou didst them unto Me." | ||
| 282 a | The Chariot | v. 5: | O mercy! O mercy! look down from above, Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love! When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven, May our justified souls find a welcome in heaven. | ||
| 302 | Resignation | v. 4: | O what are all my sufferings here If, Lord, thou count me meet! With that enraptured host t'appear; And worship at thy feet! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away, But let me find them all again In that eternal day. | ||
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