2 Awake, my thought, rouse every power, Thy native dignity display; Let lust and passion reign no more, 3 Thy temper meek and humble be, 4 Confine thy roving appetites: From this vain world withdraw thine eyes; And raise them to those pure delights, 5 On wings of faith to heaven ascend, HYMN 25.-S. M. ET party names no more The Christian world o'erspread; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 2 Among the saints on earth 3 Envy and strife be gone, And only kindness known, Where all one common Father have, One common Master own. 4 Thus will the church below Resemble that above; Where springs of purest pleasure rise And every heart is love. HYMN 26.-P. M. HAIL ye hosts of seraph's bright! come to join your symphony, Forever here to take delight In your melodious company. My suffrings and my toils are o'er, I now have reached the blissful shore, And floods of light begin to roll, And burst upon the ravish'd soul. CHORUS. O sound his praise ye heavenly choir, He sav'd us from the burning fire. 2 Farewell ye fading things of time, Long withstood the powers of hell, O sound his praise, &c. 3 Jesus looks with smiles of love, O sound his praise, &c. 4 Now 1 see my God and King, His everlasting glory shines, To millions in the heavenly clime, While heaven and glory they are mine. CHORUS. O sound his praise, &c. 5 Thro' boundless fields of endless light, My mind is left to ponder; I sail through seas of glory bright, O sound his praise ye heavenly choir, HYMN 27.-8, 7s. INNERS, take the friendly warning- 2 See assembled ev'ry nation! Lofty cities, temples, tow'ers, 3 Ye, who to the world dissemble, While you practice deeds of night, Sinners, now behold and tremble; All your crimes are brought to light. 4 Lost in ease, or carnal pleasure, 5 Ye-who now, convicton stifling, Waste your time-the loss deplore; Hear the angel-cease your trifling"Time," he cries, "shall be no more.' 4 Pause, and hear the voice of reason- HYMN 28.-8, 7, & 4. Farewell to missionaries. 10, ye heralds of salvation, Go proclaim, Redeeming blood: Publish to that barb'rous nation, Peace and pardon from our God. |