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5 But. ere the trumpet shakes
Tbe transions of the dead,

Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound,

What joyful tidings spread !
6 Ye sinners, seek his grace,

Whose wrath ye cannot bear; L
Fly to the shelter of his cross,

And find salvation there.
7 So shall that curse remove,
By which the Saviour bled;

And the last awful day shall pour
His blessings on your head.

HYMN 194. (11. 7.) 1

The Judge of man I see appear,

On clorof glory seated :
The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
The Whey contain'd before;

Prepar my soul, to meet him.
2 The dea in Christ shall first arise

Atlie las trumpet's sounding, Caght up to meet him in the skies,

With joy their Lord surrounding : No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day

On those prepar'd to meet him.
3 But sinners, filld with guilty fears,

Behold his wrath prevailing ;
For they shall rise, and find their tears L

And sighs are unavailing :
The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,

All unprepar'd to meet him.
4 Great God, what do I see and hear!

The end of things created !
The Judge of man I see appear,

On clouds of glory seated :
Beneath his cross I view the day
When heav'n and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet him.

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HYMN 195.

(111. 1.)
Sr. LUKE xiii. 24-27.
1 EEK, my soul, the narrow gate,

Enter ere it be too late;
Many ask to enter there,

When too late to offer pray’r.
2 God from mercy's seat shall rise,
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3 Mournfully will they exclaim;
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L“ We have eat with thee, and heard
L“ Heav'nly teaching in thy word.”
4 Vain, alas! will be their plea,
L Workers of iniquity;

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HYMN 196.

(s. m.)
1 H! where shall rest be found !

0 + Rest for the weary soul : "Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Dec 31 L

3148 Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give

The bliss for which we sigh :
'Tis not the whole of life to live,

Nor all of death to die.
3 Beyond this vale of tears

There is a life above,
Unmeasur'd by the flight of years;

And all that life is love.
4 There is a death, whose pang

Outlasts the fleeting breath:
: Oh! what eternal horrors hang

Around the second death!
5 Lord God of truth and grace,

Teach us that death to shun,
Lest we be driven from thy face,

For evermore undone.





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HYMN 197. Eine!!! (c. m.)

m) 2 CORINTHIANS iv. 18. Fel by Нор

OW long shall earth's alluring toys į

Detain our hearts and eyes,
L. Regardless of immortal joys,

And strangers to the skies!
2 These transient scenes will soon decay

They fade upon the sight;
L And quickly will their brightest day

Be lost in endless night.
3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain!

With conscious sighs we own;
While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain,

O’ershade the smiling noon.
4 O could our thoughts and wishes fly

Above these gloomy shades,
To those bright worlds beyond the sky,

Which sorrow ne'er invades !
5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes,
Or reason's feeble ray,

In ever blooming prospects rise,

Unconscious of decay.
6 Lord, send a beam of light divine,

To guide our upward aim !
With one reviving touch of thine

Our languid hearts inflame.
7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing,

Our ardent wishes rise,
To those bright scenes where pleasures spring
Immortal in the skies.
HYMN 198.

(c. m.)
COME, Lord, and warm each languid heart,

Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of heav'n impart

Their influence to our song.
2 Sorrow, and pain, and ev'ry care,

And discord there shall cease;
And perfect joy, and love sincere,
Adorn the realms of peace.




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3 The soul from sin for ever free, L

Shall mourn its pow'r no more ;
But, cloth'd in spotless purity,

Redeeming love adore.
4 There, on a throne (how dazzling bright!)

Th' exalted Saviour shines;
And beams ineffable delight

On all the heav'nly minds.
5 There shall the foll’wers of the Lamb

Join in immortal songs;
And endless honours to his name

Employ their tuneful tongues.
6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,
Our feeble notes inspire;

Till, in thy blissful courts above,
We join the angelic choir.
HYMN 199.

(c. m.)
1 HERE is a land of pure delight,

Where saints immortal reign ; L
Eternal day excludes the night,

And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,

And never-fading flow'rs;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heav'nly land from ours.
3 Bright fields, beyond the swelling flood,

Stand dress'd in living green ;
So to the Jews fair Canaan stood,

While Jordan roll'd between.
4. But tim'rous mortals start, and shrink

To cross the narrow sea;
And linger, trembling on the brink,

And fear to launch away.
5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove,

Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love

With faith's illumin’d eyes !
6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's streams, not death's cold flood,

Should fright us from the shore.

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HYMN 200.

(c. M.) 1 HOULD nature's charms, to please the eye,

In sweet assemblage join,
All nature's charms would droop and die,

Jesus, compar'd with thine,
2 Vain were her fairest beams display'd,

And vain her blooming store;
Her brightness languishes to shade,

Her beauty is no more.
3 But, ah ! how far from mortal sight

The Lord of glory dwells !
A veil of interposing night

His radiant face conceals.
4 O could my longing spirit rise

On strong immortal wing,
And reach thy palace in the skies,

My Saviour and my King !
5 There thousands worship at thy feet,

And there, (divine employ!)
The triumphs of thy love repeat

In songs of endless joy.
6 Thy presence beams eternal day

O’er all the blissful place;
Who would not drop this load of clay,
And die to see thy face?
HYMN 201.

(111. 1.)
REVELATION vii. 9, &c.

HO are these in bright array ?

This innumerable throng,
Round the altar, night and day

Tuning their triumphant song ?
Worthy is the Lamb once slain,
Blessing, honour, glory, power,

Wisdom, riches, to obtain ;
"New dominion ev'ry hour.'
2 These through fiery trials trode;

These from great affliction came;

Now before the throne of God,
Seal'd with his eternal name :
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor palms in ev'ry hand,
Through their great Redeemer's might
More than conquerors they stand.


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