Are laid aside by the Lamb's bride,
For 'tis a note below.
7 Ye taught ones of the Lord sing praise,
To th' Lamb upon the throne;
For it was he taught you and me,
To sing the Lamb's new song.
Saints welcome to heaven, their home.
COME we that love the Lord indeed,
Who are from sin and bondage freed;
Submit to all the ways of God,
And walk this narrow happy road.
2 Great tribulation you shall meet,
But soon shall walk the golden street,
Though hell may rage and vent her spite,
Yet Christ will save his heart's delight.
3 The happy day will soon appear,
When Gabr'el's trumpet you shall hear,
Sound through the earth, yea down to hell,
To call the nations great and small..
4 Behold the skies in burning flame,
The trumpet louder still proclaims;
The world must hear and know their doom,
The separation now is come.
5 Behold the righteous marching home,
And all the angels bid them come;
Whilst Christ the judge their joy proclaims,
Here comes my saints, I own their names.
6 Ye everlasting doors fly wide,
Make room for to receive my bride
Ye harps of heav'n come sound aloud,
Here comes the purchase of my blood.
7 In grandeur see the royal line,
Whose glitt'ring robes the sun outshine;
See saints and angels join in one,
And march in splendor round the throne.
8 They stand in wonder and look on,
And join in one eternal song;
Their great redeemer to admire,
While rapture sets their hearts on fire..
The convert in his duty makes all joyous:
LORIOUS angels do rejoice,
When sinners turn to God;
Let us unite with cheerful voice,
And sing unto the Lord.
2 Christ Jesus unto Jordan came, To be baptiz'd of John ;
A voice from heaven did proclaim, 'Tis my beloved Son.
3 Jesus his servants sent about,
His gospel to make known;
For to baptize the world throughout,
All them who do him own.
4 Lord we have now before our eyes,
One that doth set his hand,
To serve the Lord, to be baptiz'd,
As thou didst give command.
5 Glory to God that reigns above,
For his abounding grace;
Is this the token of his love,
To us a guilty race.
6 Let us improve our tongues to sing,
The praises of the Lord;
For calling sinners home to him,
By his all-powerful word.
To sing going to the water for Baptism.
INE ears delighted with the sound,
It breaks the silent air;
It rings melod'ous all around,
It cords, I hear no jar.
2 How beautiful the saints. appear,
They're to the water bound;
This is the voice that I do hear,
With songs their joys are crown'd.
3 In ord❜ly ranks they slowly move,
And praise their mighty king;
All solemn faces full of love,
Adoring while they sing.
4 I see the heav'n-born candidate,
With wonder and surprise;
Saying why me Lord, I've come so late,
And tears roll froin his eyes.
5 But still he fills a humble place,
Amidst those solemn ranks ;
They walk down to the water-side,
And hail sweet Jordan's banks.
The watchman prays a charming sound,
Then takes him by the hand;
Bright Seraphs hover all around,
And by God's children stand.
7 They both step softly in the stream,. The waters rolling by;
Then under water plunges him,
He cries my friends come nigh.
8 I'll tell you what sweet Christ hath donc,
He sav'd my soul from death;
Then from the waters straight he comes,
With praise in ev'ry breath.
HYMN 104. L. M:
The shepherds care.
"ESUS my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care ;;
His presence will my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye.
2 My noon-day walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend ;.
When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thristy mountain pant.
3 To feriile vales and dewy meads,
My weary wand'ring steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread;
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou O Lord art with me still.
5 Thy friendly staff shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreary shade;
Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
6 The bounty shall my pains beguile,
The barren wilderness shall smile;
With sudden greens and herbage crown'd,
And streams shall murmur all around.
H! me my heart's the seat of war,
Two armies there appear;
Satan has drawn his forces up,
My God my strength draw near.
2 The flesh and spirit do contend,
For this weak soul of mine ;
Two worlds in competition stand,
Lord save me I am thine.
3 The soul upon the wing of faith,
Strews triumphs in his way;
But straight a guilty thought breaks in,.
And mingles night with day..
4 My evidences should be clear,
But ah! the blots of sin.
Turn cheering hopes to sad'ning fear,
And make black doubts within.
5 The laws of sin and grace will jar,
Both dwelling in one room;
The saints expect perpet'al war,
Till they are sent for home.
6 Although these combats make you fear, They should not cast you down ;
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