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Let us, without ceafing, give thanks for thy

[Grace,

And Glory, and Bleffing, and Honour, and [ Praise.

Pronounce the glad Word, and bid us be free, Ah! haft thou not, Lord, a Bleffing for me? The Peace thou haft giv'n, this Moment [ impart, And open thy Heav'n, O Love, in my Heart.

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Happiness of Saints.

APPY the Souls to Jefus join'd,
And fav'd by Grace alone;
Walking in all thy Ways, they find
Their Heav'n on Earth begun.

The Church, triumphant in thy Love,
Their mighty Joys we know;
They fing the Lamb in Hymns above,
And we in Hymns below.

Thee, in thy glorious Realms, they praise,
And bow before thy Throne;
We, in the Kingdom of thy Grace,
The Kingdoms are but one.

The holy, to the holieft leads,
From hence our Spirits rife ;

And he that in thy Statutes treads,
Shall meet thee in the Skies.

HYMN

HYMN

CLXVII.

At the Confecration or Dedication of a Church.

SAV

AVIOUR be pleas'd to meet us here,
And fhew fome tokens of thy Love,
Let us believe, and feel thee near,
And all thy choiceft Bleffings prove,
And every time we here adore,
Fresh Mercies on us freely pour.

May this be call'd an House of Pray'r,
By all who come to view this Place:
May they acknowledge God is here,
And fee the Glories of thy Face:
And from his threshold ne'er remove,
'Till they have feasted on his Love.

When Sinners come to hear thy Word,
May Jefus pierce and wound their Hearts,
May they to Life be all reftor'd,

And feel the Joy his Death imparts;
Repent, and flee from future Wrath,.
And lay fast hold on Christ by Faith.

May Saints, for whom the Saviour Dy'd,
For Strength and Comfort here repair,
In Faith and Love be edify'd,.
And ftronger Confolations fhare:
Return, with Hearts inflam'd with Joy,
And then his Praise their Lips Employ..

May Seekers here their Saviour find,
And mourn no more an abfent God:

To

To Sorrow be no more inclin'd,
But feel his Prefence fhed abroad;
Receive fresh pledges of his Grace,
Admire his Love, and fing his Praife.

HYMN

CLXVIII.

PSALM CVI. 1. Praife ye the Lord, &c.

DEAR Jefus draw near,

And kindly give Ear,

Now Lord, in this folemn Affembly appear.

Our God and our King,

Thy Praises we fing,

Thy Name, to loft Creatures, Salvation doth

In Adam we fell

From Heaven to Hell,

[ bring.

But Jefus, the Sentence of Death doth repeal.

No Sinner fhall mifs

Of Pardon and Peace,

Who truly can fay, that the Saviour is his.

They never fhall Die,

Who on him rely,

For he is a Saviour exalted on high.

All we who believe,

Forgiveness receive,

And we in his Kingdom, for ever fhall live.

HYMN

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Ezek. xxxvi. 26. A new Heart alfo will I give

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you, &c.

OOK upon us Sinners, Lord,
And thoughts of Love conceive,
Now fulfil in us thy Word,
New Hearts, new Spirits give :
Now we come before thy Throne,,
And thy renewing Grace implore,
Take away thefe Hearts of Stone,

And Hearts of Flesh restore.

Jefu, bring us near to thee,
Be thou our chief Delight,.
All thy Goodness let us fee,
And glory in the Sight:

Fill our Hearts with Joy unknown,
And give us Peace for evermore.
Take away, &c.

Jefu, loving, bleeding Lamb,
O feed us with thy Blood,

On our Hearts engrave thy Name,
Engrave the Name of God:

Write a Law of Love thereon.
Such as we never felt before,
Take away thefe Hearts of Stone,
And Hearts of Flesh restore..

HYMN

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A View of Heaven mortifies us to the World.

WHEN I behold the heav'nly ftate,

The reft that doth the Saints await,

How full of Comfort is my Soul,
What streams of Bliss around me roll.

Above the World by Faith we rife,
And tafte the Joys above the Skies,
With Angels feaft, with Angels join,
In Hymns immortal and divine.

While we enjoy this blissful Sight,
Our Souls o'erflow with fweet Delight;
We long to reach th'eternal Shore,
And fee this evil World no more..

O for the beatifick Day,

When we shall fing our Souls away:
Then Pain and Sin for ever cease,
And Joys eternally increase.

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HYMN. CLXXI..

I Cor. iii. 22. All is Yours.

WOW great the Chriftian's Portion is! What heaps of Joy, what worlds of Blifs. The Lord for them prepares!

Their boundlefs Treasures who can know,
For all above, and all below,

And God, and Chrift, is theirs.

Jefus,

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