p 3 How awful is the sight! mp mp How loud the thunders roar! 4 The whole creation groans, HEAVEN. 669 m VI 1 HYMN 669, C. M. The cheering Prospect of Heaven. THERE is a land of pure delight, 2 There, everlasting spring abides, dol 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, mp mp So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 4. But tim'rous mortals start and shrink And linger, shivering on the brink, 5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove,— And see the Canaan that we love, mf 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, AV Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood, 670 1 671 HYMN 670, L. M. The Worship of Heaven. ! for a sweet, inspiring ray, From the bright realms of endless day,- And, with delightful worship, own Ilis smile their bliss, their heaven, their all. And love, and joy, and triumph spread 5 There, all the foll'wers of the Lamb Awake our faith and warm desire. f 1 HYMN 671, 7s. The Songs and Bliss of Heaven. HIGH in yonder realms of light, Once they knew, like us below, Where no grief can entrance find, Ρ dol V Lulled to rest, the aching head, 3 All is tranquil and serene, 672 1 Calm and undisturbed repose; Sighs no more shall heave the breast; HYMN 672, S. M. Rest for the weary Soul. I! where shall rest be found,- 'T were vain the ocean depths to sound, 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh; Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears, Unmeasured by the flight of years; And all that life is love. 4 There is a death, whose pang 5 Lord God of truth and grace! 673 1 HOW HYMN 673, C. M. Freedom from Sin and Sorrow. OW happy are the souls above, With Jesus they are now at rest, 2 "Worthy the Lamb," aloud they cry, In ceaseless hymns of praise, they shout mf 3 Sweet gratitude inspires their songs, Before the Father's awful throne, 4 With wondering joy, they recollect And bless the wisdom, power, and love, 5 Lord! let the merit of thy death 674 aff 1 And I, with them, will shout thy praise, HYMN 674, 8s and 6s, Irregular. H! weep not for the joys that fade, For hopes, that, like the stars decayed, For clouds of sorrow will depart, And brilliant skies be given; And though on earth the tear may start, Amid the bowers of heaven. 2 Oh! weep not for the friends, that pass 675 m 1 .As breezes sweep the withered grass For though thy pleasures may depart, And lonely though on earth thou art, HYMN 675, C. M. Heaven anticipated. COME, Lord! and warm each languid heart, And let the joys of heaven impart Their influence to our song. mf 2 Then, to the shining realms of bliss, 3 There, shall the foll'wers of the Lamb And endless honors to his name 4 Lord! tune our hearts to praise and love,— 676 mf Ρ Till, in the blissful courts above, HYMN 676, 8s and 6s, Irregular. 1 THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, And all is drear but heaven. mf 3 There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye, p> my 4 There, fragrant flowers immortal bloom, f 677 Ρ 1 ΛΙ AV There, rays divine disperse the gloom;- Appears the dawn of heaven. HYMN 677, C. M. The Peace and Repose of Heaven. THERE is an hour of hallowed peace, When sighs and sorr'wing tears shall cease, 2 'Tis then the soul is freed from fears 3 There is a home of sweet repose, |