I pray you be intreated to turn to the Lord, Whilst mercy is offered, be led by his word.
Farewell, my dear friends, I must bid you farewell,
The love that I have for you, no one can tell;
I wish above all things that we might prepare
To meet Christ in glory, and reign with him
HYMN 30. (C. M.)
For Easter Day.
INCE Christ, our Passover, is slain,
A sacrifice for all,
Let all with thankful hearts agree
To keep the festival.
2 Not with the leaven as of old, Of sin and malice fed;
But unfeigned sincerity,
And truth's unleaven'd bread,
3 Christ being rais'd by pow'r divine, And rescu'd from the
grave; Shall die no more, death shall on him No more dominion have.
4 For that he died, 'twas for our sins
He once vouchsaf'd to die;
But that he lives, he lives to God,
For all eternity.
5 So count yourselves as dead to sin,
But graciously restor❜d;
And made henceforth alive to God,
Through Jesus Christ our Lord.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore;
Be glory as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.
HYMN 31. (C. M.)
Communion-Easter Day.
1 CHRIST from the dead is rais'd, and made
The first fruits of the tomb;
For, as by man came death, by man
Did resurrection come.
2 For, as in Adam, all mankind
Did guilt and death derive;
So by the righteousness of Christ,
Shall all be made alive.
3 If then ye risen are with Christ,
Seek only how to get
The things that are above, where Christ
At God's right-hand is set.
To Father, Son, &c.
HYMN 32. (C. M.)
Ascribing Glory to God.
1 THOU, God, all glory, honour, pow'r,
Art worthy to receive!
Since all things by thy power were made,
And by thy bounty live.
2 And worthy is the Lamb, all power,
Honour, and wealth, to gain;
Glory, and strength, who for our sins,
A sacrifice was slain.
3 All worthy, thou, who hast redeem'd
And ransom'd us to God,
From every nation, every coast
By thy most precious blood.
4 Blessing, honour, glory, power,
By all in earth and heaven;
To him that sits upon the throne
And to the Lamb be given.
HYMN 33. (C. M.)
Giving Praise to God.
LL ye, who faithful servants are
Of our Almighty King;
Both high, and low, and small, and great,
His praise devoutly sing.
2 Let us rejoice, and render thanks
To his most holy name;
Rejoice, rejoice, for now is come
The marriage of the Lamb.
3 His bride, herself hath ready made,
How pure and white her dress!
Which is her saints' integrity,
And spotless holiness!
4 O, therefore, bless'd is every one,
Who to the marriage feast,
And holy supper of the Lamb,
Is call'd a welcome guest.
HYMN 34. (P. M.)
Giving Glory to God.
1 COME and taste along with me, Consolation running free,
From our Father's wealthy throne,
Sweeter than the honey comb.
2 Why should christians feast alone,
Two are better far than one;
The more that come with free good will,
Make the banquet sweeter still.
3 Now I go to heaven's door,
Asking for a little more;
Jesus gives a double share,
Calling me his chosen heir.
4 Goodness running like a stream,
Through the new Jerusalem,
Aud, by constant breaking forth,
Sweetens earth and heaven both.
5 Now, my body doth its best
For to keep me back from Christ;
I've a treasure coming in
Which is opposite to sin.
6 Sinful nature, prone to vice,
Cannot stop the force of grace,
Whilst there is a God to give,
And a sinner to receive.
7 Saints in glory, singing loud,
In the praises of their God,
Now come in at heaven's door,
Making still the number more.
HYMN 35. (L. M.)
Evening Hymn. 1 THE night draws on I must away, With hallelujahs close the day;
The sun sets in the western skies,
I never more may see him rise.
2 Archangels! chaunt your anthems high,
While on my grave-like bed I lie;
Your purple pinions spread around,
And let my sleep be sweet and sound.
3 And if I wake before the light,
Clad in the mansions of the night,
I'll think the last great day is near,
The trumpets sound, and all
appear.
4 Ye sons of men, no longer dream;
Your life is like the rolling stream;
Like yesterday, 'tis past and gone;
Prepare to meet the great Three One.
HYMN 36. (P. M.)
Recruiting Hymn.
HRIST is set on Zion's hill,
He receiveth sinners still;
Who will serve this blessed King?
Come enlist, and with me sing.
I, his soldier, sure shall be
Happy in eternity.
2 I, by faith enlisted am
In the service of the Lamb:
Present pay I now receive,
Future happiness he'll give.
I, his soldier, &c.
Zion's King my captain is;
Conquest I shall never miss;
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