Wine on the lees and well refined,
So farewell wanderers, I must go.
6. Ye little lambs of my Redeemer,
Ye who feed on pastures green,
Follow, follow Christ your leader,
Ever let your light be seen.
Ever mind and love each other,
Shun the path that leads to w
And travel on the way together-
So farewell, brethren, I must go.

HYMN 74. P. M.

Hark! brethren, don't you hear the sound*
The martial trumpets now are blowing,
Men in order listing round,
And soldiers to the standard flowing,
Bounties offer'd joy and peace
To every soldier this is given,

And when from toil and war we tease A mansion bright, prepar'd in heaven.

2. Those who long in debt have laid, And felt the hand of dire oppression, All their debts are freely paid,

And they endowed with large possession, Those that's sick, or blind or lameMaladies are also healed,

Outlaw'd rebels, when they come, Receive a pardon freely seal'd.

3. The battle is not to the strong; The burden's on the Captain's shoulder,

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None so aged or so young

But he may list and be a soldier.
Those who cannot fight nor fly,
Beneath his banner find protection;
None who on his name rely,
Shall be reduc'd to base subjection.

4. Ye need not fear, the cause is good,
Come, who will 'list and be a soldier?
In this cause the martyrs bled,
And shouted victory in the fire,
In this way let's follow on,
And soon we'll tell the pleasing story
How through Christ we've gain'd the

crown,

And fought our way thro' grace to glory.
5. The battle, brethren, is begun,
Behold the army's now in motion;
Some by faith behold the crown,
And almost grasp their future portion.
Shout the victory, sing aloud;

Immanuel's chariot wheels are rumbling ;
Mourners weeping through the crowd,
And Satan's kingdom down is tumbling.

HYMN 75. P. M.

Bright scenes of glory strike my sense,
And all my passions capture;
Eternal beauty round me shines,
Infusing warmest rapture;
I dive in oceans deep and full,
That swell in waves of glory;

I feel my Saviour in my soul,
And long to tell the story.

2. I feast on honey, milk and wine-
I drink perpetual sweetness;

Mount Zion yields her rich perfumes
While Christ unfolds his greatness.
No mortal tongue can tell my joy,
Nor can an angel show them!
Ten thousand times surpassing all
Terrestrial worlds or emblems!

3. My footsteps trace the pleasant meadAnd myrtle fields adorn;

While groves of spice my noon-day shades
And spreads a richer grandeur.

The chaunt of seraphs lift my soul
Till caught with heavenly fire;
And dying love to me unfolds,
Which tunes my heart the higher.

4. My captivated spirit flies
Through worlds of shining beauty!
Dissolv'd in love, to heaven I cry
In praises loud and mighty:
I'll here eternal notes employ
In songs of rapturous praises,
O'erwhelming all my powers with joy,
While all within me gazes!

5. Then earth and sea shall be no more, And all their glory perish;

When sun and moon shall cease to shine, And stars at midnight languish.

My joy refin'd shall higher shine-
Mount heaven's radiant glory,
And tell through one eternal day,
Love's all immortal story.

HYMN 76. P. M.

If ever pity mov'd thee,

Thou glorious Son of righteousness,
If ever saints have prov'd thee

A sure relief is sore distress,
O breathe thy loving spirit,

Thyself to me, O Christ, impart, And bring me to inherit

Thy kingdom form'd within my heart. 2. By sat an oft deceiv'd

Drawn from the path of righteousness; Thy spirit oft I've griev'd,

And brought upon me sore distress But as thy great compassion

Extends to all the fallen race,

In faith, I for salvation,

[grace.

Will humbly look through sov❜reign

3. Here like repentant Peter,
My tears I shed, I make my moan,
Pity thy faithless creature,

Dear Lord, and break my heart of stone.
Accept of my petition,

Thy pardon to my soul reveal, Thou great, thou good physician,. Hear, and my wounded spirit heal. 4. All glory to the Saviour,

Who shed for me his precious blood, I feel I'm in his favor,

That I am his, and he's my God; And as I've much forgiven,

Much while on earth, O may I love,. And find my way to heaven,

And join the blood-wash'd throng above. 5. There through the starry regions, To sound aloud redeeming grace, And with celestial legions

To sing of my Creator's praise ;
Forever free from sadness,

To sing and shout forevermore,
Where all is joy and gladness,
On that eternal happy shore.
HYMN 77. P. M.

Now begins the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesus' name;
Ye who Jesus' goodness prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.

2. Ye who see the Father's grace,
Beaming in the Saviour's face,.
While to Canaan on ye move,
Bless and praise redeeming love.

3. Mourning souls dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears,

See your guilt and curse remov'd,
Cancel'd by redeeming love.

4. You, alas! who long have been