The glad news of our Salvation,
Angels to the Shepherds bring,
Now we view the Father's Glory,
Shining in the Infant King:
Hallelujah, &c.
Hail, &c.

Glory be to God Jehovah,

Who did love our fallen Race;
Sent his Son down from his Bofom,
We admire the wond'ro us Grace:
Hallelujah, &c.
Hail, &c,

He alone is only worthy

To receive all Praise from Men!
Who did leave his antient Glory,
That we might be Born again :
Hallelujah,

Hail, &c.

We will worship and adore him,
He our Nature did put on :
Jefus fhall have all the Glory,
From the Church of the first-born :
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hail the new-born Son of Man.

OME, and let us afcend,
My Companion and Friend)

COM

To a taste of the Banquet above:
If thine Heart be as mine!
If for Jefus it pine!

Come up into the Chariot of Love.

Who in Jefus confide,

They are bold to out-ride,
The ftorms of Affliction beneath;
With the Prophet they foar
To that heav'nly Shore,
And out-fly all the arrows of Death.

By Faith we are come,
To our permanent Home,

By Hope we the Rapture improve;
By Love we ftill rife,

And look down on the Skies,
For the Heaven of Heavens is Love.

Who on Earth can conceive,
How happy we Live,

In the City of God the great King;
What a Concert of Praise,

When our Jefus's Grace,
The whole heavenly Company fing?

What a rapturous Song? When the glorify'd Throng In the Spirit of Harmony join? Join all the glad Choirs, Hearts, Voices, and Lyres,

And the Burden is, Mercy Divine.

Hallelujah

Hallelujah they cry,
To the King of the Sky,
To the great everlasting I Am!
To the Lamb that was flain,
And Liveth again,

Hallelujah to God and the Lamb.

G

He came to Save that which was Loft.

LORY to our God be given !
Praise and Blifs,

On Earth Peace,

As enjoy'd in Heaven.

Sinners, who to God are turning,
Lift your Eyes

To the Skies,

Cease your Griefs and Mourning.

Jefus, cloath'd in fweet Salvation,
Sees your Tears,

Hears your Pray'rs,

Views your Tribulation.

Jefus, God of my Salvation,
Pardon give,

Let me Live,

By thy Death and Paffion.

Lord, I know there is no Cure,

But thy Blood,

Son of God,

This fhall make me pure.

F 2

This

This, my deareft Saviour, give me,
Seal me thine,

Thou be mine,

Then from Earth receive me.

Haften, thou defire of Nations,
From Below,

Take me to

Heavenly Habitations.

J

HYMN CX.

Chrift's Atonement.

ESUS, our great High Priest,
Offer'd his Blood and dy'd;

Thou guilty Sinner feek

No Sacrifice befide:

His pow'rful Blood
Did once atone,
And now it pleads
Before the Throne.

Then let our Souls arife,
And tread the Tempter down;
Our Captain leads us forth
To Conqueft and a Crown.
A feeble Saint

Shall win the Day,
Tho' Death and Hell
Obftruct the Way.

HYMN

C

OME Holy Ghoft, celeftial Dove, With Flames of pure feraphic Love, Our ravifh'd Breafts infpire:

Fountain of Joy, bleft Paraclete,

Warm our cold Hearts with heav'nly Heat, And fet our Souls on Fire.

Breathe on these Bones fo Dry and Dead,
Thy fweeteft, fofteft, Influence shed,
In all our Hearts abroad:

Point out the Place where Grace abounds,
Direct us to the bleeding Wounds
Of our Incarnate God.

Teach us for what to Pray; and how;
And fince, kind God, 'tis only thou,
The Throne of Grace can move :
Pray thou for us; that we, through Faith,
May feel th' Effects of Jefu's Death,
Through Faith, that works by Love.

Thou, with the Father, and the Son,
Art that myfterious Three-in-one,
God bleft for evermore :

Whom, though we cannot comprehend,
Knowing thou art the Sinners Friend,
We love thee and adore.