HYMN . LXXXV. PSALM XCIX. 1. I. OD is King, ye Lands rejoice, G Lift, ye lifes, a thankful Voice Ev'ry Throne by His controul'd, II. Higher than the Sons of Pride, Thoughts are vain against the LORD, All fubferve his ftanding Word; Satan lets, and Men object, Yet the Thing they thwart, effect, V. Subjects of the LORD, be bold; JESUS will the Kingdom hold; Wheels encircling Wheels must run, Each in Place to bring it on. VI. Bleft is Faith, that trufts his Pow'r, Bleft is Faith, that waits his Hour: Hafte, great Conqu'ror, bring it near, Let the glorious Clofe appear! Rom. xi. 33. H Y M N LXXXVI. Rev. iii. 20. Behold I ftand at the Door and knock, &c. WE I. E Magnify thy Grace, O LORD, How plenteously haft thou prepar'd A Supper for thy Saints! All Things are ready, thou haft faid,* II. Now, LORD allure our Souls to Thee, And tafte how Good thou art; Darkness and Unbelief remove, Let Comfort, Love, and Joy, and Peace, LORD, condefcend to fup with me, HYMN * Luke xiv. 16, 17. † Jer. xxiii. 29. HYMN LXXXVII. R CHRIST'S Commiffion. I. AISE your triumphant Songs Let the wide Earth refound the Deeds, II. Sing how eternal Love Its chief Beloved chofe, And bid Him raife our wretched Race His Hand no Thunder bears, IV. 'Twas Mercy fill'd the Throne, And Wrath food filent,by, When CHRIST was fent with Pardons down To Rebels doom'd to die. V. Now, Sinners dry your Tears, May we obey the Call ! And lay an humble Claim To the Salvation He hath brought, HYMN HYMN LXXXVIII. For New Year's Day. Luke xiii. 6.-11. I. HE LORD of Earth and Sky, TH The GOD of Ages praife! Who reigns enthron'd on high, Who lengthens out our Trial here, II. Barren and wither'd Trees. - On our dead Souls was found! When Juftice bar'd the Sword Cry'd, "Let it ftill alone," * IV. JESUS thy fpeaking Blood From GoD obtain'd the Grace, Thou didst in our Behalf appear, And lo, we fee another Year! V. Then dig about our Root, To thy great Praife abound: HYMN LXXXIX. Another. I. YOME let us anew COME Our Journey pursue, Roll round with the Year, And never ftand ftill till the MASTER appear: His adorable Will Let us gladly fulfil, And our Talents improve, By the Patience of Hope and the Labour of T II. Our Life is a Dream, Our Time as a Stream, Love. And the fugitive Moment refuses to stay : The Arrow is flown, The Moment is gone, The Millenial Year Rufhes on to our View, and Eternity's here! III. O that each in the Day Of his Coming may fay, " I * Luke viii. 14. Cor. xii. 9. + Rev. xx. 4. |