7 While I gaz d with speed surprising, Down the stream he plung'd from sight! Gazing still-I saw him rising, Like an angel cloth'd with light : Saying "I'm bound for the Kingdom, &c." 3 Cease, my heart, this mournful crying, Hymn 252. 8.7.4. CHORUS, Sinners, can you hate this Saviour? 2 Sinners, hear your God and Saviour, Sinners, can you hate, &c. 3 O be wise before you languish 4 Now he's waiting to be gracious, See what kindness, love and pity, 5 Open now your hearts before him, Hymn 253. H. M. 2 3. 4 Midnight Cry. Mat. xxv. 6, YE virgin souls arise, With all the dead awake; Unto salvation wise, Oil in your vessels take; Behold your heavenly bridegroom nigh. He comes, he comes, to call The nations to his bar, And takes to glory all Who meet for glory are ; Make ready for your free reward; Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. Go meet him in the sky, Your everlasting friend; Your head to glorify, With all his saints ascend; Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace,. To see, without a veil, his face. Ye saints, rejoice in hope Of that great day unknown, 2 3 4 When you shall be caught up, To stand before his throne Call'd to partake the marriage feast, Hymn 254. H. M. Atonement. ARISE, my soul, arise, In my behalf appears; Before the throne my Saviour stands, He ever lives above, For me to intercede ; His precious blood to plead ; They pour effectual pray'rs, They strongly speak for me: Forgive him, O forgive they cry! Nor let that ransom'd sinner die. The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed one; He cannot turn away The presence of his Son; His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 To God I'm reconcil'd, His pard'ning voice I hear; With confidence I now draw nigh, MERCY, O thou son of David! Alms, which none but Christ could give. 3 Now, methinks, I hear him praising, Publishing to all around; 1 Friends, is not my case amazing? Hymn 256. H. M. The Kingdom of Christ. Phil, iv. 4. REJOICE, the Lord is King, Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns, 3 4 5 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, He rules o'er earth and heav'n; Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Shall all our sins destroy; With pure seraphic joy: Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home: We soon shall hear the archangel's voice, The trump of God shall sound rejoice. Hymn 257. 7's. A Blessing Humbly Requested. 1 LORD, we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bow 2 In thy own appointed way, |