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Bid the Nations ftand before thee,
Each his final doom to hear ;
Come to Judgment,
Come to Judgment,
Come to Judgment,

Come Lord Jefus, quickly come.

Speak the Word, and lo! all Nature,
Flies before thy glorious Face,
Angels fing your great Creator,
Saints proclaim his Sov'reign Grace.
While we Praise him, &c.

Lift

your Heads and fee him come.

See his Beauty all refplendent,
View him in his Glory fhine,
See his Majefty tranfcendent,
Seated on his Throne divine:
Angels Praise him, &c.
Saints and Angels Praise the Lamb.

Shout aloud ye heavenly Choirs,
Trumpet forth Jehovah's Praife,
Trumpets, Voices, Hearts and Lyres,
Speak the Wonders of his Grace;
Sound before him, &c.

Endlefs Praises to his Name.

Come, he faith, ye Heirs of Glory,
Come the Purchase of my Blood;
Blefs'd ye are, and blefs'd ye fhall be,
Now afcend the mount of God;
Angels guard them, &c.
To the Realms of endlefs Joy.

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In full Triumph, fee them marching
Thro' the Gates of maffy Light,
While the City Walls are fparkling.
With Meridian Glory bright.
How ftupendous, &c.

Are the Glories of the Lamb,

HYMN

MER

CXLIX.

Praife to the Trinity.

EET and right it is to Sing,
At every time and place,
Glory to our heavenly King,
The God of Truth and Grace ;
Join we then with sweet accord,
All in one Thanksgiving join.
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord,

Eternal Praife is thine.

Father, God thy Love we Praise,
Which gave thy Son to die.
Jefus full of Truth and Grace,
Alone we glorify;

Spirit, comforter Divine,

Praise by all to thee be given,

'Till we in full Chorus join,

And Earth is turn'd to Heav'n.

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By all thy Works on Earth ador'd,
We Worship thee, the common Lord,
The everlafting Father own,

And bow our Souls before thy Throne.

Thee all the Choir of Angels Sing,
The Lord of Hofts, the King of Kings,
Cherubs proclaim thy Praife aloud,
And Seraphs fhout the tri-une God,
And Holy, Holy, Holy cry,
Thy Glory fill both Earth and Sky.

Father of endless Majefty,

All Might and Love they render thee;
Thy true and only Son adore,
The fame in Dignity and Power,
And God the Holy Ghoft declare,
The Saints eternal Comforter.

Meffiah, Joy of every Heart,
Thou, thou, the King of Glory art,
With daily Triumph we proclaim,
And blefs and magnify thy Name,
And wait thy greatnefs to adore,
When Time and Death fhall be no more,

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HE Saviour meets his Flock to Day,
Shall flothful we abide at home?

Shall we behind the People ftay,

When Jefus calls, there ftill is Room;
We'll go, it is a Place of Prayer,

Who knows, but God may meet us there?

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To Day Emmuauel feeds his Saints,
And there true Chriftians find their King;
There they lay open their Complaints,
And there the Holy Armies fing:
We'll go into the Houfe of Pray'r,
O God! vouchfafe to meet us there.

Remove Temptations, Oh! our Lord,
And let our Enemies be Slain,

Which would withdraw us from thy Word,
And plunge us in the World again:
And when the Bridegroom fhall appear,
O may our Souls be found in Pray'r.

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Communion with Chrift.

COME dear Saviour, Son of God,

Come and make us thine Abode,
Thirft our Souls to tafte thy Joys,
Long to hear thy bleffed Voice.

Favour us through all our Days,.
Let our Years be Years of Praife,
Let thy Prefence blefs our Soul,
Whilft Eternal Ages roll.

Let thy Holy Spirit reft,
In the Temple of our Breaft,
Lead the Way thyself haft Trod,
Bring us fafely to our God.

Place our Hope in Joys to come,
There prepare our endless Home!

Pleasure

Pleasures there unmix'd, and pure,
Shall for evermore endure.

Take us from a noify Throng;
There we'll learn the Angel's Song,
There we'll Banquet with the Lord,
Share the Joys that Heav'n afford.

Jefu, break our Prifon Bars,
Carry us beyond the Stars,

Lead us where we fain would be,
In a blefs'd Eternity.

Reign Triumphant on Chrift's Throne,
O may we wear a Starry Crown,
'Midft ten Thoufand Saints adore,
Fill'd with Blifs for evermore.

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Tell me no more,

Of this World's vain Store ;

The time for fuch trifles,
With me now is o'er.

A Country I've found,
Where true Joys abound,
To dwell I'm determin'd,
On that happy Ground.

The Souls that believe,
In Paradife Live,
And me, in that Number,
Dear Jefus receive.

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