3. Oh, what songs of praises
Will then in heaven
Resound, when all the ransom'd
souls thanksgiving

To Jesus bring.

3. Jesus yieldeth up his spirit,
Lo, he bows his head and dies;
From his death we life inherit,
Hence our happiness takes rise :
We now glory ::
Only in his sacrifice.
4. Jesus' body once interred,
Sanctifies his brethren's rest,
And the place which keeps their
bodies,
Since earth lodg'd that heavenly The Lord be praised, (ever blessed
In heaven and earth his name for
By all that breathe.

Now is hallow'd; ::

4. Lamb once slain for sinners,
Receive our praises; (and classes,
Honour and glory from all choirs
To thee are due.

(guest, 5. Now let all say, Amen,

We lie down in hope most blest.
5. Our Redeemer rose victorious,
O what joy doth this afford!
Lasting bliss awaits us yonder,
Rais'd to glory, like our Lord:
Blessed Saviour, :||:

Ever be by us ador'd.

WHAT shall I feel, when I
The glorious choirs espy
In bliss unceasing;

6. Conquering Lord, to heaven as- Already in my heart

cended

To prepare for us a place, (merit;|

Gregor.

T. 71.

Rays from bright Salem dart,
With hopes most pleasing.

Pleading thine own blood and 2. I hear the enraptur'd song

Here our faith rests on thy grace,

There in glory :||:

We shall see thee face to face.
7. Jesus, at thy blest appearing,
Freed from weakness, grief, and
We, restored to thy likeness, (pain,
Then shall join thy happy train:
Make us ready, ::
Lord, thy glory to obtain.

WHAT ecstatic pleasure
Shall I then savour, (for ever,
When face to face beholding thee
Lord, as thou art.

2. On what joys celestial
Shall I be feasting, (bour resting,

Rais'd by the blessed throng

Of the redeemed:
Seated upon the throne,
The Lamb once slain alone
Is worthy deemed.

3. Rejoice, my soul, thou soon,
When here thy race is run,

Shalt have the favour
To go and join the blest,
And there at home to rest

With Christ thy Saviour.
4. Then shall our woe and grief
Find a most sure relief

In joys unbounded;
Triumphant songs shall be
To the blest Trinity

For ever sounded.

When, in thy presence from all la- 5. How blest when we can say, I sabbath keep. All else is fled away,

Prompted by love and need;
To feed by faith upon his death
and merit, (him one spirit;
And, purified in heart, become with
T. 136. To love him, tho' we see him not;
O happy lot.

And in death's agony for me hast To dwell with Christ our Saviour, I weep for joy, (groaned; There to behold his countenance And raise my feeble song; (tation In songs of joy (for ever; For both in life and death this medi- His holy name to praise;

To thank him for our blessed con- May I unmoved

summation,

Lean upon the arm of my Beloved. And view his wounds, those pledges 8. May the tears and sweat of of complete salvation, All pain and sorrow then forget; O happy lot. C. J. La Trobe.

(1179.) 978.

Olivet's mountain,
May the scene of Calvary's purple

fountain,

The dying Saviour,

(ever.

T. 30. Hover 'fore my eyes of faith for OYE heavenly souls, full joys 9. May this deaden nature's incli(blessing, nation,

possessing, (temptation, At the fountain-head of every Awe me from the world and sin's From your bright legions (regions. And sanctify me, (thee. Waft your praises to these lowly Till each word and deed may glorify 2. Songs of victory to the Lamb 10. May I grow in spirit daily once wounded, (rounded, poorer, With immortal glory now sur-Make my calling and election surer; O'erwhelm my senses, (mences. Thy word instruct me, (duct me. And my heaven already here com- And thy guardian Spirit still con3. Hear I not the golden harps re

sounding?

(rounding?

(1180.)

979.*

T. 83. See I not the crowds the throne sur- JESUS' sufferings were for me, Adore, adore him! (before him. That my hence departing spirit They exclaim, and prostrate fall Full of joy and peace might be, 4. O that I could join their ado- And eternal life inherit; I'm from judgment freed, by faith In his meritorious death.

(tration,

ration, Lie with them in awful, deep pros

His feet embracing, (ness raising. 2. When I leave this world in Bath'd in tears, yet hymns of glad

peace,

5. O Jerusalem, from God descend- I shall have the grace and favour
To behold him face to face (viour:
Then I shall for evermore
Whom I love, ev'n God my Sa-

ing, (bending: To thy pinnacles my flight I'm Begone for ever, (my Saviour. World and sin; and welcome Christ 6. But what gentle voice my flight prevented? (tented, Whispering to my spirit, Rest conThy days are number'd, And thy sighs and prayers 'fore

God remember'd.

Him in endless joy adore.
3. When I shall permitted be,
To enjoy in fullest measure,
What his sufferings gain'd for me,
And possess salvation's treasure,
With what rapture shall I sing
Hallelujah to my King.
980.*

7. Am I longer here, 'midst tribu-(1181.)

lation,

(tion, O WHAT joy, :||:

As a pilgrim to maintain my sta-O what joy awaiteth me!

Molther.

T. 119.

(1185.)

Louisa v. Hayn.

982.* T. 205.
O EXALT and praise the Lord,
Laud his name for evermore,
Gratefully with one accord
With the angels him adore;
Thank him for the faithfulness
Wherewith he his witnesses,
Who in heaven are perfected,
Thro' great tribulation led.
2. Here by Jesus' precious blood
Cleans'd from sin and render'd
They, as ministers of God, (chaste,
Him by word and deed confess'd;
In their Lord's reproach a share,
Hated by the world, they bare,
Now they, with the angelic train,
Praise the Lamb for sinners slain.

13. They, with patience having

run

Their appointed race, in hope,
Have the crown of glory won,
Won the prize for them laid up;
Now they stand before his face,
Trophies of redeeming grace,
Pillars in his house approv'd,
Never thence to be remov'd.

4. In fine, spotless linen dress'd,
Palms of victory they bear,
By no sorrows now oppress'd,
Unmolested now by care,
Free from hunger, thirst, and heat,
They, possessing joys complete,
Unto living fountains led,
By the Lamb himself are fed.

5. Since we likewise may attain
To this happiness thro' grace,
And, by following Jesus, gain
With the saints in heaven a place;
May we tread the narrow path,
Not unfruitful in the faith,
And unto the end endure,
Making our election sure.

6. May we always have in view
The example of our Lord,
Faithfully his steps pursue,
Giving heed unto his word;
In our bodies while we've breath,
May we bear about his death,
That his life may even here
In our mortal flesh appear.
7. Let us call to mind with joy
Those who have before us gone,
Who obtain'd the victory
Thro' the blood of Christ alone;
That we all may zealously
Imitate their constancy,
Till we too the prize receive,
And with them in glory live.

Bohemian Brethren.

983.

T. 205. And serve the God they love, amidst

WHAT are these in bright array,
This innumerable throng,
Round the altar night and day,
Hymning one triumphant song:
"Worthy is the Lamb once slain,
Blessing, honour, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain,
New dominion every hour."
2. These through fiery trials trod,
These from great affliction came;
Now before the throne of God,
Seal'd with his almighty name,
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor-palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer's
might,

More than conquerors they stand.
3. Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them, the Lamb amidst the throne,
Shall to living fountains lead:
Joy and gladness banish sighs,
Perfect love dispels all fears,
And for ever from their eyes,
God shall wipe away the tears.
J. Montgomery.
984.
T. 14.
HOW bright these glorious spirits
shine!

Whence all their white array?
How came they to the blissful seats
Of everlasting day?

2. Lo! these are they from sufferings great

Who came to realms of light, And in the blood of Christ have)

wash'd

Those robes which shine so

Diffuse eternal day.

6. The Lamb who dwells amidst the throne

Shall o'er them still preside, Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide. 7. 'Mong pastures green he'll lead his flock,

Where living streams appear;
And God the Lord from every ey♦
Shall wipe off every tear.
Christian Psalmist.

(1186.)
ALL who in Jesus' presence live,
Remov'd from mortal vision,
The crown of righteousness receive,
In endless life's fruition:

985.* T. 166.

They are for ever with the Lord;

Till he to us the grace accord,
We wait in expectation,
To join that congregation.
986.*

(1187.)

Z.

T. 149.

O HOW excellent and fair,
Goodly beyond measure,
(bright. Is the lot which we shall share,
And how rich the treasure,
When we see-bodily
Our beloved Saviour,
As he is, for ever.

3. Now with triumphal palins they

stand

Before the throne on high,