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And when our foes shall get the rout,
And Jesus wheels them left about ;
Then we’ll march up the heav'nly street,
And ground our arms at Jesus’ feet.
The war is o'er, and we are free
To join the blood-wash’d company;
Our wages shall be harps of gold,
And joys of heav'n which can’t be told.
There we shall drink full draughts of wine,
The band of music we shall join;
And hallelujah's highest key,
Shall be our theme eternally.
Hymn 32. C. M.
AM I a soldier of the cross 2
A foll"wer of the Lamb
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name
Must I be carry'd to the skies,
On flow’ry beds of ease ?
Whilst others fought to win the prize,
And sail'd through bloody seas 7
Are there no foes for me to face 2
Must I not stem the flood 7
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To keep me on to God?
Sure I must fight if I would reign,
Increase my courage Lord;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.
Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They view the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine
In robes of vict'ry through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.
Hymn 33. C. M.
The Christian’s Farewel.
1 YE golden lamps of heav'n, farewel,
With all your feeble light;
Farewel, thou ever changing moon,
Pale empress of the night.
2 And thou refulgent orb of day,
In brighter flames array'd;
My soul that springs beyond thy sphere,
No more demands thy aid.
3 Ye stars are but the shining dust
Of my divine abode;
The pavement of those heavenly courts,
Where I shall see my God.
4 The Father of eternal light
Shall there his beams display;
Nor shall one moment's darkness mix
With that unvaried day.
5 No more the drops of piercing grief
Shall swell into my eyes;
Nor the meridian sun decline,
Amidst those brighter skies.
6 There all the millions of his saints
Shall in one song unite,
And each the bliss of all shall view
With infinite delight.
Hymn 34. C. M. double. Church Militant and Triumphant,
1 CoME, let us join our friends above, Who have obtain'd the prize,
And on the eagle wings of love,
To joys celestial rise :
One army of the living God,
To his command we bow;
Part of the host hath cross'd the flood,
And part is crossing now.
His militant, embodied host,
With wishful looks we stand,
And long to reach, the happy coast
To see the heav'nly land.
E’en now by faith, we join our hands
With those who went before,
And greet the blood besprinkled, bands
On the eternal shore. - -
Our old companions in distress.
We haste again to see :
And eager long for our release
And full felicity. ,
Ten thousand to their endless home
This solemn moment fly;
And we are to the margin come,
And we expect to die.
Our spirits too shall quickly join,
Like theirs with o ...},
And shout to see our Captain's sign,
To hear his trumpet sound !
Oh, that we now might grasp our guide
Oh, that the word were given
Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide,
And land us all in heaven!
Hymn 35. C. M.
Watchfulness and Prayer.
SHEPHERD divine, our wants relieve,
In this our evil day;
To all thy tempted followers give
The pow'r to watch and pray,
2 Long as our fiery trials last,
Long as the cross we bear,
O let our souls on thee be cast
In never-ceasing pray’r!
3 Th’spirit of interceding grace,
Give us in faith to claim ;
To wrestle till we see thy face,
And know thy hidden name.
4 Till thou thy perfect love impart,
Till thou thyself bestow;
Be this the cry of ev'ry heart,
I will not let thee go.
5 I will not let thee go, unless
Thou tell thy name to me;
With all thy great salvation bless
And make me all like thee.
6 Then let me on the mountain top,
Behold thy open face ;
Where faith in sight is swallow'd up,
And pray’r in endless praise.
Hymn 36. C. M. Watchfulness and Prayer,
1 I want a principle within,
Of jealous godly fear,
A sensibility of sin,
A pain to feel it near.
2 That I from thee no more may part,
No more thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the fleshly heart,
The tender conscience give.
3 Quick as the apple of an eye,
O God, my conscience make,
Awake my soul, when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.
4. If to the right or left I stray,
That moment, Lord, reprove,
And let me weep my life away,
For having griev'd thy love.
5 O ! may the least omission pain
My well-instructed soul;
And drive me to the blood again,
Which makes the wounded whole.
1 A charge to keep I have ;
A God to glorify;
A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky:
To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfil;
O may it all my pow'rs engage .
To do my Master's will.
2 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And O thy servant, Lord, prepare
A strict account to give.
Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely;
Assur'd if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.
1 ALAs, what hourly dangers rise!
What snares beset my way!
To heav'n then let me lift my eyes,
And hourly watch and pray.