V.

Fear not Brethren, joyful ftand
On the Borders of your Land!
JESUS CHRIST, your FATHER'S SON, t
Bids you undismay'd go on.

VI.

LORD obediently we'll go,
Gladly leaving all below:
Only Thou our Leader be,
And we ftill will follow Thee !

HYMN XC.

Phil. ii. 9, 10, EL.
I.

ET Earth and Heav'n agree,,
Angels and Men be join'd.

To celebrate with me

The SAVIOUR of Mankind :
T'adore the all-atoning LAMB,

And blefs the Sound of JESU's Name..
II.

JESUS! tranfporting Sound';

The Joy of Earth and Heav'n
No other Help is found,

No other | Name is giv❜n,

By which we can Salvation have→→→
But JESUS came the World to fave..

III.

They evermore proclaim,

And wonder at his Love!

"Tis all their Happinefs to gaze,

'Tis Heav'n to fee, our JESU's Face, † IV.

His Name the Sinner hears,
And is from Sin fet free;
'Tis Mufic in his Ears,

'Tis Life and Victory :
New Songs do now his Lips employ,
And dances his glad Heart for Joy!

III.

Thou SAVIOUR, art One
With God the Supreme,
His eternal Son,

And equal with Him:
Invefted with Glory,

On high doft thou fit,
While Angels adore Thee,
And bow at thy Feet.
VI.

How great was thy Love!
How wond'rous thy Grace!
Thou cam'ft from above

To fave a loft Race;
And, Man to deliver,
Of Woman waft born,

That ev'ry Believer

To God might return.

V.

How foon will thy Seat
Of Judgment appear!
Prepare us to meet

And welcome Thee there.

Thy witneffing Spirit

In us fhed abroad,

And bid us inherit

The Kingdom of God.

HYMN

HYMN XCII.

Heb. xii. 1, 2,

former Part.

The Chriftian Race.

I.

A

WAKE our Souls (away our Fears, Let every trembling Thought be gone) Awake and run the heav'nly Race, And put a chearful Courage on.

II.

True, 'tis a ftrait and thorny Road,
And mortal Spirits tire and faint;
But we forget the mighty GoD,
That feeds the Strength of ev'ry Saint.
III.

O mighty God, thy matchless Pow'r
Is ever new and ever young

And firm endures, while endless Years
Their everlasting Circles run.

IV.

From Thee, the overflowing Spring,
Believers drink a fresh Supply,

While fuch as truft their native Strength,
Shall fade away, and droop, and die.
V.

Swift as an Eagle cuts the Air,
Oh may we mount to thine Abode !
On Wings of Love, to JESUS fly,
Nor tire amidst the heav'nly Road!

HYMN

HYMN - XCII.

The Pilgrim's Hymn. A Dialogue.

I.

ELL us, O Women, we would know
Whither fo fast ye move;

TE

We, call'd to leave the World below,

Are feeking one Above.

II.

Whence came ye, fay and what the Place
That ye are trav❜ling from?

From Tribulation, we thro' Grace,
Are now returning Home.

III.

Is not your native Country here?
Like you not this Abode ?
We feek a better Country far,
A City built by GOD.

IV.

Thither we travel, nor intend

Short of that Bliss to rest ;
Nor we, till in the Sinner's Friend
Our weary Souls are blefs'd.
y.

Friends of the Bridegroom we fhall reign,
SAVIOUR, we ask no more;

Hail Lamb of GOD, for Sinners flain,

Whom Heav'n and Earth adore!

Heb. xi. 10.

HYMN