2 Follow'd by their works they go, Where their Head is gone before; Reconciled by grace below, Grace hath open'd mercy's door; Justified through faith alone, Here they knew their sins forgiven; Here they laid their burden down, Hallow'd, and made meet for heaven. 1079 7th P. M. 8 lines Ts. Continued.-The Saviour's smile. WHY should we lament the lot Of a saint in Christ deceased! Let the world, who know us not, Call us hopeless and unblest: When from flesh the spirit, freed, Hastens homeward to return, Mortals cry,-A man is dead! Angels sing,-A child is born! 2 Born into the world above, They our happy brother greet; 8 Angels catch the' approving sound, Fuller joys ordam'd to know, Waiting for the gen'ral doom, When the archangel's trump shall blowRise, ye dead, to judgment come! 1080 1st P. M. 6 lines 88. Lord Jesus, receive my spirit. JESUS was ever love like thine! Whil, pleased thy spirit to dismiss, 2 Thy death supports the dying saint; To bless me with thy peaceful end: And, breathed into the hands divine, My spirit be received with thine. 1081 Let 0 S. M. me die the death of the righteous. FOR the death of these 2 Their bodies in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound 3 Their ransom'd spirits soar, 4 O for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord! 1082 C. M. Death gain to the faithful. WHY should our tears in sorrow flow When God recalls his own, And bids them leave a world of wo, 2 Is not e'en death a gain to those 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, And they are fully blest; They fought the fight, the vict'ry won, 4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow; But let our hearts, in every wo, 1083 HOW L. M. The end of that man is peace. 3 A holy quiet reigns around,- 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell! How bright the' unchanging morn appears! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell! 5 Life's labour done, as sinks the clay,Light from its load the spirit flies, While heaven and earth combine to say,How blest the righteous when he dies! 1084 C. M. The death of a pastor. And on the eternal Shepherd's care, 2 When o'er thy faithful servant's dust In speedy tokens of thy grace, 8 The powers of nature all are thine, 4 Exert thy sacred influence here, And change to strains of cheerful praise 1085 HE 1st P. M. 6 lines 88. -Whose faith follow. IJE'S gone! the spotless soul is gone, 2 Saved by the merit of his Lord, Glory and praise to Christ he gives; Yet still his merciful reward According to his works receives; 3 Father, to us vouchsafe the grace The crowning hour. CERVANT of God, well done! S. M. Thy glorious warfare 's past; 2 Of all thy heart's desire Triumphantly possess'd; Lodged by the ministerial choir 3 In condescending love, Thy ceaseless prayer He heard; 4 With saints enthroned on high, |