22 16th P. M. 11 12, 11 12. The foretaste of endless bliss. IY God, I am thine; what a comfort divine, What a blessing, to know that my Jesus is mine! the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am; nd my heart doth rejoice at the sound of his name. True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound, nd whoever hath found it, hath paradise found; y Redeemer to know, to feel his blood flow, his is life everlasting-'tis heaven below. Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast; at indeed is the fulness, but this is the taste nd this I shall prove, till with joy I remove o the heaven of heavens in Jesus's love. 923 I' 2d P. M. 6 lines 8s. Everlasting praises. 'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely And earth, and seas, with all their train; He saves the' oppress'd, he feeds the poor, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 924 God's praises crown eternity. L. M. YOD of my life, through all my days 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 4 But O, when that last conflict's o'er, 5 Soon shall I learn the' exalted strains 6 The cheerful tribute will I give, IN PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 925 4th P. M. 886, 886. Bliss-inspiring hope. COME on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness, Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, 3 Who suffer with our Master here, The cross, shall wear the crown. 4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope! Our conflicts here shall soon be past, Triumphant with our Head. 5 That great mysterious Deity, Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, Of everlasting light. 926 The full assurance of hope. C. M. HWho Plows his sins forgiven! The land of rest, the saints' delight,- 20 what a blessed hope is ours! We more than taste the heavenly powers, And ante-date that day: We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ conceal'd,- Our earthen vessels fill'd. 3 0 would he more of heaven bestow! 927 Continued.-Endless bliss in prospect. A STRANGER in the world below, I calmly sojourn here; Nor can its happiness or wo C. M. 2 To that Jerusalem above, While in the flesh, my hope and love, There my exalted Saviour stands, And still extends his wounded hands, 928 The goodly land. FAR from these scenes of night, Unbounded glories rise, And realms of joy and pure delight, 4 O may the prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love, 5 Prepared, by grace divine, For thy bright courts on high, Lord, bid our spirits rise and join The chorus of the sky. 929 The kingdoms are but one. APPY the souls to Jesus join'd, Hand saved by grace alone; Walking in all his ways, they find S. M. C. M. |