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,
Well fecures the paffive World.

II.

Higher than the Sons of Pride,
He bids raging Waves fubfide;
Whate'er Strifes the Nations fill,
The Whole centers to his Will.

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,*
A Table Thou haft richly spread
To answer all our Wants.

II.

Now, LORD allure our Souls to Thee,
O kindly bid us come and fee,

And tafte how Good thou art;
Knock with the + Hammer of thy Word,
Knock by thy pow'rful Spirit, LORD,
LORD, break into each Heart!
III.

Darkness and Unbelief remove,
Replenish all our Souls with Love.
Caft out the Pow'r of Sin;
JESUS, attend our feeble Pray'r,
And for Thyfelf our Hearts prepare,
Come in, our LORD, come in!
IV.

Let Comfort, Love, and Joy, and Peace,
Like Rivers flow, and ftill increase,
Unto the Ocean driv'n :

LORD, condefcend to fup with me,
And grant that I may be with Thee,
And fup at laft in Heav'n!

HYMN

* Luke xiv. 16, 17. † Jer. xxiii. 29.

HYMN LXXXVII.

R

CHRIST'S Commiffion.

I.

AISE your triumphant Songs
To an immortal Tune;

Let the wide Earth refound the Deeds,
Celeftial Grace has done.

II.

Sing how eternal Love

Its chief Beloved chofe,

And bid Him raife our wretched Race
From their Abyss of Woes.
III.

His Hand no Thunder bears,
No Terror cloaths his Brow:
No Bolts to drive our guilty Souls
To fiercer Flames below..

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,
Let hopeless Sorrows cease:
Bow to the Sceptre of his Love,“
And take the offer'd Peace.
VI.

May we obey the Call !

And lay an humble Claim

To the Salvation He hath brought,
And love, and praise his Name.

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,
Ancient of endless Days;

Who lengthens out our Trial here,
And fpares us yet another Year..

II.

Barren and wither'd Trees. -
We cumber'd long the Ground,
No Fruit of Holiness

On our dead Souls was found!
Yet did he us in Mercy spare,
Another and another Year.

When Juftice bar'd the Sword
To cut the Fig-Tree down,
The Pity of our LORD

Cry'd, "Let it ftill alone,"
The Father mild inclin'd his Ear,
And fpar'd us yet another Year.

*

IV.

JESUS thy fpeaking Blood

From GoD obtain'd the Grace,
Who therefore hath beftow'd
On us a longer Space:

Thou didst in our Behalf

appear,

And lo, we fee another Year!

V.

Then dig about our Root,
Break up our fallow Ground,
And let our gracious Fruit,

To thy great Praife abound:
O let us all thy Praife declare,
And Fruit unto Perfection bear!

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,
Glides fwiftly away,

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.