favor, Life is

given

through thy

name.

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2 Jesus, hail! enthron'd in glory, There for ever to abide;

All the heav'nly hosts adore thee,

Seated at thy Father's side. There for sinners thou art pleading; "Spare them yet another year;" There for saints art interceding,

Till in glory they appear.

27. Sitting at Jesus' feet.

1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,

Which before the cross I spend; Life, and health, and peace possessing,

From the sinner's dying Friend.
Love and grief my heart dividing, 1
With my tears his feet I'll bathe;
Still in faith and hope abiding,
Life deriving from his death.

2 O, how blessed is the station!

Low before the cross I'll lie, While I see divine compassion

Pleading in the Victim's eye; Here I'll sit, for ever viewing

Mercy streaming in his blood: Precious drops, my soul bedewing; Plead and claim my peace with God.

28. Aspiring to Immortality. 1 In this world of sin and sorrow, Compass'd round with every care.

From eternity we borrow

Hope that can exclude despair.
Thee, triumphant God and Saviour,
In the glass of faith we see!
O assist each faint endeavor,
Raise our earth-born souls to thee.

2 Place that awful scene before us.
Of the last tremendous day,
When to light thou wilt restore us:

Ling'ring ages, haste away!
Then this vile and sinful nature
Incorruption shall put on!
Life-renewing, glorious Saviour!
Let thy gracious will be done!

29. Pilgrimage.
Gently, Lord, O gently lead us,

Through this lonely vale of tears
Through the changes thou'st de
creed us,
[pears.
Till our last great change ap-
When temptation's darts assail us,
When in devious paths we stray,
Let thy goodness never fail us;

Lead us in thy perfect way.

2 In the hour of pain & anguish, [near

In the hour when death draws
Suffer not our hearts to languish,
Suffer not our souls to fear.
And when mortal life is ended,

Bid us in thine arms to rest,
Till, by angel bands attended,
We awake among the blest.

Jesus, And rejoice

in

his dear name.

30. Looking to Jesus.

1 Omy soul, what means this sadness? 1 Wherefore art thou thus cast

2

32. Dismission.

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing;
Fill our hearts with joy and peace,
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace;
O refresh us!

Trav'ling thro' this wilderness,
Thanks we give, and adoration,

For thy Gospel's joyful sound:
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;

May thy presence
With us evermore be found

33. Redeeming Love.
1 Hail, Immanuel, ever gracious!
Thy redeeming love I sing;
To my soul thy name is precious;
Thou, my Prophet, Priest, and
King.

2 Teach me some melodious measure, 2

Sung by raptur'd saints above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure,
While I sing redeeming love.
Fill my soul, &c.
While I sing redeeming love.
Jesus sought me, when a stranger, 3
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to save my soul from danger,
Offer'd his most precious blood.
He, to save, &c.

r'd bis most precious blood.

O, how precious, [King.
Thou, my Prophet, Priest, and
Once with Adam's race in ruin,
Unconcern'd in sin I lay;
Swift destruction still pursuing,
Till my Saviour pass'd that way.
Still pursuing,

Till my Saviour pass'd that way.
Witness, all ye hosts of heav'n,

My Redeemer's tenderness! Love I much? Ah! much forgiv❜n, I'm a miracle of grace.

Much forgiv'n,

I'm a miracle of grace.

34. PALESTINE.

They have gone to the land where the patriarchs rest, Where the

bones of the prophets are laid, Where the chosen of Israel the

To the land where the Saviour of sinners once trod, Where he

2 They have gone to the land where the Gospel's glad sound,
Sweetly tun'd by the angels above,

Was re-echo'd on earth, through the regions around,
In the accents of heavenly love:

Where the Spirit descended, in tokens of flame,
The rich gifts of his grace to reveal:

Where apostles wrought signs in Immanuel's name,
The truth of their mission to seal.

3 They have gone-the glad heralds of mercy have gone
To the land where the martyrs once bled:

Where the "Beast and False Prophet" have since trodden down
The fair fabric that Zion had laid:

Where the churches once planted, and water'd, and blest
With the dews which the Spirit distill'd,

Have been smitten, despoil'd, and by heathen possess'd;
And the places that knew them, defil'd.

4 They have gone-(), thou Shepherd of Israel-have gone
The glad mission in love to restore:

Thou wilt not forsake them, nor leave them alone;
Thy blessing we humoly implore.

Thy blessing go with them-Oh be thou their shield
From the snafts of the fowler that fly;

O, Saviour of sinners, thine arm be reveal'd
In mercy, in might, from on high.