(days,

dition, (see: When in my flesh I Christ shall Tho' happy in his love's fruition Ev'n here, with him I long to be.

3. What heavenly joy and consolation

This hope affords unto my heart, That Christ, the God of my salvation,

Will me receive when I depart; Then in his presence I for ever With the redeem'd shall sing his praise:

O make me ready, blessed Saviour, To leave this world, and see thy face.

988.

Gregor.

T. 79.

WHILE we anticipate the day
That calls our longing souls away,
What transports fill the breast!
For lo, our great Redeemer waits,
Unfolds the everlasting gates,
And calls us to eternal rest.
2. Ev'n now to our expecting eyes
The heaven-built towers of Salem
Ev'n now with glad survey (rise;
We view her mansions, that contain

The angelic hosts, the blessed train,
And shine with everlasting day.
3. Hither, from earth's remotest end,
Lo, the redeem'd of God ascend,
Their tribute hither bring;
Here, crown'd with everlasting joy,
To sing his praise is their employ,
To hail with songs the immortal
King.

above,

Where all is peace, and joy, and

love,

T. 14.

989. THERE is a house not made with Eternal, and above; (hands, And here my spirit waiting stands,

Till it shall hence remove.

2. My Saviour by his saving grace
Prepareth me for heaven;
And, as an earnest of the place,
Hath his own Spirit giv'n.

3. We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith lives upon his word;
But while the body is our home,

We're absent from the Lord. 4. 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, But we would rather see; We would be absent from the flesh, And present, Lord, with thee.

990.

Watts. T. 14.

Walking in all his ways, they find Their heaven on earth begun.

2. The church above no other theme But Jesus' love doth know;

In joyful hymns they praise his

3.

name,

We do the same below.

Him in his glorious realms they praise,

And bow before his throne; We, in the kingdom of his grace: The kingdoms are but one.

"FOR ever with the Lord!"

Amen, so let it be;

Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality.

2. Here in the body pent,

Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3. My Father's house on high!

Home of my soul! how near At times to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear. 4. Ah! then my spirit faints To reach the land of love, The bright inheritance of saints,

Jerusalem above.

5. Yet clouds will intervene, And all my prospect flies; Like Noah's dove, I flit between Rough seas and stormy skies. 6. Anon the clouds dispart;

The winds and waters cease; And sweetly o'er my gladden'd heart Expands the bow of peace.

7.

"For ever with the Lord!"
Father, if 'tis thy will,

The promise of that faithful word
Even now to me fulfil.

8. Be thou at my right hand,
Then I can never fail;
Uphold thou me, and I shall stand;
Fight, and I must prevail.

9. So, when my latest breath

Shall rend this vail in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain.

10. Knowing as I am known,

How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before thy throne: "For ever with the Lord!"

J. Montgomery.

998.

TO God we render praise,
Who grants:||: us new displays
Of mercy all our days:

When Christ, the Son of man, again
Shall come, the angels in his train,
May all of us who here
'Fore him appear,

Then meet him without fear.

2. How great our joy will be
In heaven, :||: O Lord, where we
Thy glorious face shall see!
We then shall thee for evermore,
As the Lamb slain for us, adore;
In realms of glory bright,
With saints in light
In hymns of praise unite.

3. Repeat the solemn strain, Worthy the Lamb once slain! Let all reply, Amen!

Blessing, and power, and majesty,
Thro' endless ages be to thee,
Who us by blood hast bought,
In mercy sought,

And to thy fold us brought.

(host,

SING Hallelujah, praise the Lord,
Sing with a cheerful voice;
Exalt our God with one accord,
And in his name rejoice:
Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransom'd
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Until in realms of endless light
Your praises shall unite.

2. There we to all eternity
Shall join the angelic lays,
And sing in perfect harmony
To God our Saviour's praise:
He hath redeem'd us by his blood,
And made us kings and priests to
God;

For us, for us the Lamb was slain:
Praise ye the Lord:-

AMEN.

J. Swertner