2 O might we, Lord, the grace improve!.
By lab'ring for the rest of love,
The soul-composing power!.
Bless us with that internal peace,
And all the fruits of righteousness,
Till time shall be no more.

Hymn 292. P. M.

And I will shake all nations, and the desire of all nations shall come. Hag. ii. 7.

COME, Desire of nations, come;

Hasten, Lord, the gen'ral doom:

Hear the Spirit and the Bride,
Come, and take us to thy side.

2 Thou who hast our place prepar'd,
Make us meet for our reward:
Then with all thy saints ascend,
Then our earthly trials end.

3 Mindful of thy chosen race,
Shorten these vindictive days;
Who for full redemption groan,
Hear us now, and save thine own.

4 Now destroy the man of sin:
Now thine ancient flock bring in:
Fill'd with righteousness divine,
Claim a ransom'd world for thine.

5 Plant the heavenly kingdom here,
Glorious in thy saints appear;
Speak the sacred numbers seal'd,
Speak the mystery fulfill'd,

6 Take to thee the royal power,
Reign when sin shall be no more:
Reign when death no more shall be;
Reign to all eternity.

Hymn 293. C. M.

And it brought forth wild grapes. Isa. v. 2.

THE crowd, the poor unthinking crowd,
Refuse thy hand to see;
They will not hear thy loudest rod,
They will not turn to thee.

2 As with judicial blindness struck,
They all thy signs despise ;

Harden their hearts yet more, and mock The anger of the skies.

3 But blinder still the rich and great, In wickedness excel,

. And revel on the brink of fate, And sport and dance to hell.

4 Regardless of thy smile or frown, Their pleasures they require,

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And sink with gay indiff'rence down
To everlasting fire!

Hymn 294. C. M.

Spare thy people, O Lord. Joel ii. 17.

THOU eternal, righteous Lord,
The praying remnant spare:

The men that tremble at thy word,
And see the coming snare.

2 Our land if yet again thou shake,
Or utterly break down;
A merciful distinction make,“
And strongly save thy own.

3 If earth its mouth must open wide,
To swallow up its prey;
Jesus, thy faithful people hide
In that vindictive day.

4 Firm in the universal shock,
We shall not then remove:
Safe in the cleft of Israel's rock,
Our Lord's redeeming love:

ON DEATH.

And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment. Heb. ix. 27. Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth. Rev. xiv. 13.

Hymn 295. C. M.

The small and the great are there. Job iii. 19.

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TARK! from the tombs a doleful sound,
My ears, attend the cry;

"Ye living men, come view the ground
"Where you must shortly lie.

"Princes, this clay must be your bed,
"In spite of all your towers:
The tall, the wise, the reverend head;
"Shall lie as low as ours."

3 Great God! is this our certain doom?
And are we still secure?

Still walking downward to our tomb,
And yet prepare no more?

4 Grant us the power of quick'ning grace,
To fit our souls to fly:
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky.

Hymn 296. C. M.

I wait till my change come. Job xiv. 14.

LORD, when we see a saint of thine
Lic gasping out his breath,

With longing eyes and looks divine,
Smiling, and pleas'd in death:

2 How could we e'en contented lay
Our limbs upon that bed!
We ask thine envoy to convey
Our spirits in his stead.

3 Our souls are rising on the wing,
Would venture in his place:

For when grim death has lost his sting,
He has a pleasing face.

4 Joyful I'd lay this body down,
And leave this lifeless clay;
Without a sigh, without a groan,
And sing and soar away,

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Hymn 297. P. M.

The holy city, new Jerusalem. Rev. xxi. 2

AWAY with our sorrow and fear,

We soon shall recover our home;
The city of saints shall appear,
The day of eternity come:
From earth we shall quickly remove,
And mount to our native abode,
The house of our Father above,
The palace of angels and God.

2. Our mourning is all at an end.

When rais'd by the life-giving word,
We see the new city descend;
Adorn'd as a bride for her Lord:
The city so holy and clean,

No sorrow can breathe in the air,
No gloom of affliction or sin,

No shadow of evil is there!

3 By faith we already behold

That lovely Jerusalem near;
Her walls are of jasper and gold.

As crystal her buildings are clear :.
Immoveably founded in grace,

She stands as she ever hath stood:
And brightly ber Builder displays,
And shines with the glory of God.
4 No need of the sun in that day,

Which never is follow'd by night,
Where Jesus his beauties display,
A pure and a permanent light.