Find my sin a grief and thrall ;
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all?
7 Should I joy his saints to meet,
Choose the way I once abhor'd,
Find at times the promise sweet
If I did not love the Lord?
8 Lord decide this doubtful case,
Thou who art thy people's sun,›
Shine upon thy work of grace,
If indeed it be begun.
9 Let me love thee more and more,
If I love at all I'll pray :
If I have not lov'd before
Help me to begin this day.
The Judgment Hymn.
HE great tremendous day's approaching,
That awful scene is drawing nigh;
Was long foretold by ancient prophets
Decreed from all eternity.
2 But O my soul reflect and wonder !
That awful scene is drawing near,
When you shall see that great transaction,
When Christ in judgment shall appear.
3 See nature stand all in amazement,
To hear the last loud trumpet sound,
Arise ye dead and come to judgment !
Ye nations of this world around.
4 Loud thunders rumbling through the concave a Bright forked lightning part the skies;
The heaven's a shaking, the earth a quaking,
The gloomy sight attracts my eyes.
5 The orbit lamps all veil'd in sackcloth,
No more their shining circuits run :
The wheel of time stopt in a moment ;
Eternal things are now begun.
6 Huge massy rocks and tow'ring mountains,
Over their tumbling basis roar,
The raging ocean all in commotion,
Is hov'ring round her frighted shore..
7 Green turfy grave-yards and tombs of marble,
Give up their dead both small and great;
See the whole world both saints and sinners,
Are coming to the Judgment seat.
8 See Jesus on the throne of justice,
Come thundering down the parted skies,
With countless armies of shining angels,
With hallelujahs, shout for joy..
9 Bright shining streams from his awful presence,
His face ten thousand suns outshine;
Behold him coming in pow'r and glory,
To meet him all his saints combine.
10 Go forth ye heralds with speed like light'ning,
Call in your saints from distant lands,
These that my blood from hell hath ransom'd,
Whose names in life's fair book do stand.
11 O come ye blessed of my father,
The purchase of my dying love;
Receive the crowns of life and glory,
Which are laid up for you above.
12 For you, dear souls which have continu'd
With me and my temptations bore,
I have provided for you a kingdom,
To reign with me forevermore.
13 There's flowing fountains of living water,-
No sickness, pain, nor death to fear;
No sorrow, sighing, no tears nor weeping
Shall ever have admittance here.
14 But how will sinners stand and tremble,
When justice calls them to the bar;
Those that reject his offer'd mercy,
Their everlasting doom to hear.
15 See justice now with indignation,
Calling aloud for sinner's blood;
Those that have slighted offer'd mercy,
And crucifi'd the son of God.
16 Depart from me ye cursed sinner,
My face you never more shall see :
Be banish'd from my peaceful presence,
To endless woe and misery.
17 Each guilty soul then struck with horror And anguish throbbing in their breast, Forever doom'd to endless sorrow,
And never more to hope for rest.
18 Come sinners here's a faithful warning,› Return to Jesus while you may;
For he is ready to forgive you,
Or else you must depart away.
ARK hear the sound on earth is found,
My soul delights to hear
Of dying love, that's from above,
Of pardon bought so dear.
2 God's Ministers like flames of fire
Are passing through the land,
The voice is hear" repent and fear
"King Jesus is at hand."
3 God's chariots they no longer stay,
They're mounted on the truth;
The saints in pray'r cry Lord draw near,
Have mercy on the youth.
4 Young converts sing and praise their kings、
And bless God's holy name;
While older saints, true penitents,
Rejoice to join the theme.
5 God grant a show'r of his great pow'r On every aching heart,
Who sincerely to God do cry,
That they may have a part.
6 Come lovely youth embrace the truth,
Agree with one accord,
And use your tongues while you are young,
In praising of the Lord.
HYMN 22. L. M.
A Hymn for a young Convert.
WTheir happy souls are on the wing,
HEN converts first begin to sing,
Their theme is all redeeming love,
Fain would they be with Christ above
2 With admiration they behold
The love of, Christ that can't be told,
They view themselves upon the shore,
And think the battle all is o'er.
3 They feel themselves quite free from pain, And think their enemies are slain,
They make no doubt but all is well,
And satan is cast down to hell.
4 They wonder why old saints don't sing,
And make the heav'nly arches ring-
Ring with melodious joyful sound,
Because a prodigal is found.
5 But 'tis not long before they feel.
Their feeble souls begin to reel,
They think their former hopes are vain,
For they are bound in satan's chain.
6 The morning that did shine so bright,.
Is turned to the shades of night:
Their hearts that did with music sing
Are now untun'd in every string.
7 O foolish child, w
In the enlargement
Why didst thou think to fly away
Before thou leav'st this feeble clay?
8 Come take up arms and face the field,
Come gird on harness, sword and shield,
Stand fast in faith, fight for your king,
And soon the vict'ry you shall win.
9 When satan comes to tempt your minds,
Then meet him with these blessed lines
For Christ our Lord has swept the field,
And we're determin'd not to yield.
ROM whence doth this Union arise ?
That hatred is conquer'd by love,
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