6. Not all the men on earth can do, Nor pow'rs on high nor pow'rs below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. XV. Our own weakness, and Christ our strength, a Cor. xii. 7, 9, 10. LET me but hear my Saviour say Strength shall be equal to the day, 2. I glory in infirmity That Christ's own pow'r may rest on met 3. I can do all things, or can bear 4. But if the Lord be once withdrawn, 5. So Sampson when his hair was lost Volume 111. ! 16 XVI. Hosanna to Christ, Matth. xxi. 9. Luke xix. 38, 40. HOSANNA to the royal Son Of David's ancient line! His natures two, his person one, 2. The root of David here we find And offspring is the same ; 3. Bless'd he that comes to wretched men With peaceful news from heav'n! To Christ the Lord be giv'n! 4. Let mortals ne'er refuse to take Th' hosanna on their tongues, Lest rocks and stones should rise and break XVII. Victory over death, 1 Cor. xv. 55, 56. O FOR an overcoming faith To cheer my dying hours, To triumph o'er the monster Death And all his frightful pow'rs! 10 1 1 2. Joyful with all the strength I have 3. If sin be pardon'd I'm secure, 4. Now to the God of victory Immortal thanks be paid, Who makes us conqu'rors while we die Thro' Christ our living head, 10 XVIII. Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord, Rev. Χιν. 13. HEAR what the voice from heav'n proclaims For all the pious dead, Sweet is the favour of their names And soft their sleeping bed. 2. They die in Jesus and are bless'd; 3. Far from this world of toil and strife They 're present with the Lord; End in a large reward. Eij 10 XIX. The song of Simeon, or death made desirable, Luke i. 27, &c. Lond! at thy temple we appear, And hope to meet our Saviour here, 2. With what divine and vast delight 3. "Now I can leave this world," he cry'd, "Behold thy servant dies, "I'ave seen thy great salvation Lord! "And close my peaceful eyes. 4. "This is the light prepar'd to shine "Upon the Gentile lands, "Thine Israel's glory and their hope "To break their slavish bands." [5. Jesus! the vision of thy face Hath overpow'ring charms; Scarce shall I feel Death's cold embrace If Christ be in my arms. 6. Then will ye hear my heart-strings break; How sweet my minutes roli! A mortal paleness on my cheek, And glory in my soul.] 10 20 XX. Spiritual apparel, namely, the robe of righteousness and garments of salvation, Isa. Ixi. 10. AWAKE my heart, arise my tongue, Prepare a tuneful voice; In God the life of all my joys Aloud will I rejoice. 2. 'Tis he adorn'd my naked soul 3 And lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought 4. How far the heav'nly robe exceeds 5. The Spirit wrought my faith and love, 6. Strangely my soul art thou array'd By the Great Sacred Three! Let all thy pow'rs agree. 10 20 |