Hymn 1:32. 
Strength from heaven, Isa. 40. 27-30.

1 Whence do our mournful thoughts arise? 
And where’s our courage fled? 
Has restless sin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?

2 Have we forgot th’ almighty Name
That form’d the earth and sea? 
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary or decay?

3 Treasures of everlasting might
In our Jehovah dwell;
He gives the conquest to the weak,
And treads their foes to hell.

4 Mere mortal power shall fade and die,
And youthful vigour cease;
But we that wait upon the Lord
Shall feel our strength increase.

5 The saints shall mount on eagles’ wings
And taste the promis’d bliss,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleasure is.

Hymn 1:33. [Supplement.]
The gospel the power of God to salvation, Rom. 1. 16.
1 Cor. 1. 18 24.

1 What shall the dying sinner do
That seeks relief for all his woe? 
Where shall the guilty conscience find
Ease for the torment of the mind?

2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven,
Or form our natures fit for heaven? 
Can souls all o’er defil’d with sin
Make their own powers and passions clean?

3 In vain we search, in vain we try,
Till Jesus bring his gospel nigh;
’Tis there such power and glory dwell
As saves rebellious souls from hell.

4 This is the pillar of our hope
That bears our fainting spirits up;
We read the grace, we trust the word,
And find salvation in the Lord.

5 Let men or angels dig the mines
Where nature’s golden treasure shines,
Brought near the doctrine of the cross
All nature’s gold appears but dross.

6 Should vile blasphemers with disdain
Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain,
I’ll meet the scandal and the shame,
And sing and triumph in his Name.

Hymn 1:34. [Supplement.]
None excluded from hope, Rom. 1. 16. 1 Cor. 1. 24.

1 Jesus, thy blessings are not few,
Nor is thy gospel weak;
Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew,
And bow th’ aspiring Greek.

2 Wide as the reach of Satan’s rage
Doth thy salvation flow;
’Tis not confin’d to sex or age,
The lofty or the low.

3 While grace is offer’d to the prince,
The poor may take their share;
No mortal has a just pretence
To perish in despair.

4 Be wise, ye men of strength and wit,
Nor boast your native powers;
But to his sovereign grace submit,
And glory shall be yours.

5 Come, all ye vilest sinners come,
He’ll form your souls anew: 
His gospel and his heart have room
For rebels such as you.

6 His doctrine is almighty love;
There’s virtue in his Name
To turn the raven to a dove,
The lion to a lamb.

Hymn 1:35. [Supplement.]
Truth, sincerity, &c.  Phil. 4. 8.

1 Let those who bear the Christian name
Their holy vows fulfil: 
The saints, the followers of the Lamb,
Are men of honour still.