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2 Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the saints thou art; Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart. 3. Born thy people to deliver ;
Born a child, and yet a king; Born to reigo in us for ever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring : 4 By thine own eternal spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to thy glorious throne.
HYMN 7. O. M. Desire of all nations. Hag. ii. 7. Job. xiv. 15. Isa. XXVI. 8. IN NFINITE excellence is thine,
Thou lovely Prince of Grace ; Thioe uncreated beauties shine
With never-fading rays.
Come bending at thy feet :
In Tbee their wishes meet.
Delights the church around;
Through all Immanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live
On thioe exhaustless store ;
And still Thou givest more.
They find their all in Thee :
HYMN 8. L. M.
Universal Praise. Ps. Ixvi. 4. Rev. v. 13.
Let the Creator's praise arise :
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord
HYMN 9. C. M.
Fountain opened. Zec. xiii. 1. Psa. xxxvi. 9. Isa. xli. 18.
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ;
Lose all their guilty stains.
That fountain in his day ;
Wash all my sins away!
Sball never lose its power,
Be sav'd, to sin no more.
Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die. 3 But when this lisping, stamm'riog tongue Lies silent in the
grave, Then, in a cobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy pow'r to save.
HYMN 10. L. M.
King of Nations. Psa. xlvii. 6, 7. lxxii. 10---14.
Does his successive journies rud ;
Till moons sball wax and wane no more.
And Europe her best tribute brings ;
pay their homage at his feet.
There India sbines in eastern gold ;
Submit, aod bow, and owo their Lord.
And praises throng to crown his head ;
With ev'ry morning sacrifice.
Dwell on his love with sweetest song:
Their early blessings on his name.
The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains ;
find eternal rest,
Death and the curse are known no more ;
More blessings than their father lost.
Peculiar honours to their King ;
HYMN 11. L. M.
S show'rs on meadows newly mown,
Jesus shall shed his blessings down;
Earth shall renew her blissful crops. 2 Lands, that beneath a burning sky,
Have long been desolate and dry,
And sudden greens and herbage wear. 3 The dews and rains, in all their store,
Drenching the pastures o'er and o'er,
Which sauctifies and saves our race. 4 As, io soft silence veroal show'rs
Descend, and cheer the fainting flow'rs;
Falls the sweet influence from above. 5 That heavenly influence let me fiod
Io holy silence of the mind,
Diffusing wide its rich perfume.
To me, but pour'd on all mankind,
xxvi. 4. Ps.lxxi. 15, 16.
His Godhead from his throne ;
By which I will be koown. 2 Ye dying souls, that sit
In darkness and distress,
To my recov'ring grace.'
And a young
3 Sioners shall hear the sound ;
Their thankful tongues shall own
In thee, O Lord, alone. 4 In thee shall Israel trust,
And see their guilt forgivn;
And take the saints to heav'n.
HYMN 13. C. M. Offices of Christ prophetically described. Isa. xxix. 18, 24. xl. 45. HA
ARK the glad sound! the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promis'd long!
And ev'ry voice a song.
Exerts its sacred fire;
His holy breast inspire.
In satan's bondage held :
The iron fetters yield.
To clear the mental ray;
The bleeding soul to cure ;
T'enrich the humble poor.
Thy welcome shall proclaim;