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Thee we would be always bleffing,
Serve thee as thy Hofts above,
Pray and praise thee without ceafing,
Glory in thy precious Love.

Finish then thy new Creation,
Pure unspotted may we be,
Let us fee thy great Salvation,
Perfectly reftor'd by thee.
Chang'd from Glory into Glory,
'Till in Heav'n we take our Place,
'Till we caft our Crowns before thee,
Loft in Wonder, Love, and Praife.

HYMN

LI.

The Second Advent. Rev. i. 7.

L O! he comes with Clouds defcending,

Once for favour'd Sinners flain, Thoufand, Thoufand Saints attending, Swell the Triumph of his Train:

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Every Eye fhall now hehold him,

Rob'd in dreadful Majefty,

Those who set at nought and fold him,

Pierc'd and nail'd him to the Tree:

Deeply wailing,

Shall the true Meffiah fee.

Every Inland, Sea and Mountain,
Heaven and Earth fhall flee away,
All who hate him, muft confounded
Hear the Trump proclaim the Day,
Come to Judgment !

Come to Judgment! come away

Now Redemption long expected,
See in folemn Pomp appear;
All his Saints by Man rejected,
Now fhall meet him in the Air,
Hallelujah,

See the Day of God appear.

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Answer thine own Bride and Spirit,
Haften, Lord, the gen'ral Doom,
The new Heavens and Earth t' inherit,
Take thy pining Exiles Home :
All Creation :

Travails! Groans! and bids thee come.

Yea! Amen! let all adore thee,
High on thine eternal Throne.
Saviour, take the Power and Glory,
Claim the Kingdom for thine own :
O come quickly,
Hallelujah! come, Lord, come.

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E comes, he comes, the Judge fevere,
The feventh trumpet fpeaks him near,

H The

His Light'nings flash, his Thunders roll,
He's welcome to the faithful Soul,

Wel

Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Welcome to the faithful Soul.

From Heav'n angelic Voices found, See the Almighty Jefus crown'd, Girt with Omnipotence and Grace, And Glory decks the Saviour's Face, Glory, Glory, Glory, Glory, Glory decks the Saviour's Face.

Defcending on his Azure Throne, He claims the Kingdoms for his own: The Kingdoms all obey his Word, And hail him their triumphant Lord, Hail him, hail him, hail him, hail him, hail him their triumphant Lord.

Shout all the People of the Sky,

And all the Saints of the Moft High,
Our God, who now his Right obtains,
For ever and for ever reigns,

Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever and for ever reigns.

The Facher Praife, the Son Adore,
The Spirit blefs for evermore,
Salvation's glorious Work is done,

We welcome thee great Three in One,
Welcome, welconie, welcome, welcome,
Welcome thee great Three in One.

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Christ our great Melchifedec.

HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
We love to hear of thee;

No

No Mufic like thy charming Name
Ne'er half fo fweet can be.
O may we ever hear thy Voice
In Mercy to us fpeak,

And in our Prieft will we rejoice,
Thou great Melchifedec.

Our Jefus fhall be ftill our Theme,
While in this World we stay,
We'll fing our Jefu's lovely Name,
When all Things elfe decay :
When we appear in yonder Cloud,
With all his favour'd Throng,

Then will we fing more sweet, more loud,
And Chrift fhall be our Song.

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HYMN

LIV.

Unto you which Believe he is Precious.

OST Sinners to fave,

The dear Lamb of God

In Sacrifice gave,

And fhed his own Blood;
Adore the Creator,

And Chrift who was Slain,

The one Mediator,
Between God and Man.

Jefus is our Joy,

Our Glory and Crown,
What then shall annoy
Or fink our Hearts down:

Tho'

Tho' Men fhould opprefs us,
And Devils affright,
The kind, loving Jefus
Is ftill our Delight.

Jefus is our Stay,
His Arm our Defence,
What shall pluck away,
Or drive us from thence !
Temptations may seize us,
And Terrors diftract,
The merciful Jefus
Will never reject.

When this present frame
Of Things disappear,
Diffolv'd in a Flame

That melts down the Spheres ;
The dear Name of Jefus
Our Triumph fhall be,

And ravish and please us,

To Eternity.

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Readiness to meet the Son of Man, &c.

Attend ye Mortals, hear the found,

The Voice of Chrift is to us all,
See well, that ready you be found,
When Chrift the Son of Man fhall call.

The Hour unknown will furely come,
May be the next; 'tis doubtlefs near,
When each fhall reach his longeft Home,
And at the Judgment Seat appear.

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