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Nor heart can think, nor mortal tongue can tell,
What endless pleasures in those mansions dwell:
Here our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious,
O'er sin, and death, and hell, he reigns victorious.
2 No gnawing grief, no sad heart-rending pain,"
In that blest country can admission gain:
No sorrow there, no soul-tormenting fear,
For God's own hand shall wipe the falling tear:
Here our Redeemer lives, &c.

3 Before the throne a crystal river glides,
Immortal verdure decks its cheerful sides:
Here the fair tree of life majestic rears [
Its blooming head, and sovereign virtue bears:
Here our Redeemer lives, &c.

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4 No rising sun his needless beams displays,

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No sickly moon emits her feeble rays The Godhead here celestial glory sheds, Th' exalted Lamb eternal radiance spreads! Here our Redeemer lives, &c.

5 One distant glimpse my eager passion fires!Jesus! to thee, my longing soul aspires! When shall I at thy heavenly home arrive,When leave this earth, and when begin to live? For here my Saviour is all bright and glorious, O'er sin, and death, and hell, he reigns victorious.

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585 (2d P.) C. M. Boston 159. Matthews 34.

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The Grapes of Canaan; ́or, Heaven anticipated.
00 long, alas! I vainly sought

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For happiness below,

But earthly joys, though dearly bought,
No solid good bestow.

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The good and promis'd land,
Where milk and honey flow around, !
And grapes in clusters stand.

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3 As I have tasted of the grapes, 13 Jurad zaš I sometimes long to go

Where my dear Lord his vineyard keeps,..!!
And all the clusters grow.

4 And can I long, and taste the fruit,
And Canaan be deny'd?

No, those who taste the fruits of grace
Must all be glorify'd,

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586 (1st P.) C. M. Elim 151. Stamford, 9. Otford 106

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Happiness approaching, Rom. xiii.11.

1 AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyesAnd raise your voices high;

Awake, and praise that soy'reign love
That shows salvation nigh.

2 On all the wings of time it flies,.
Each moment brings it near;
Then welcome each declining day,
And each revolving year!

3 Not many years their rounds shall run,
Nor many mornings rise,

Ere all its glories stand reveal'd

To our admiring eyes.

4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course
Ye mortal powers decay!

Fast as ye bring the night of death,
Ye bring eternal day.

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-DR. DODDRIDGE.

586 (2d P.) 8s. Limefield 94. Lambeth 59.

The Year of Release is at hand-Deut. xv. 9.

1 THE year of release is at hand;

What rapture the thought should convey!

To Canaan's fair beautiful land,
Sweet angels, come bear me away.
2 Oh, why must I lingering stay
Where no satisfaction I find?
Had I wings, I would hasten away,
And leave all that's mortal behind,

3 Confind like a bird to its cage,
My soul would fain rise on the wing;
I long with the saints to engage
In a concert of praise to my King.
4 The year of release is at hand,v
Why should I of troubles complain2.7
Adieu-in the promised land,
You never shall vex me again.

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5 The bondage of sin there is o'er,
The fury of Satan shall cease,
The world shall perplex me no more,
O hasten the year of release:

6 But who this release

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bondence can convey
slaves, such

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Gethsemane, Calvary,-say-
Tis Jesus who died on the tree.

7 Then help us to wait for the day,
And each in his duty to stand;
But whisper, sweet Spirit, and say
year of release is at hand,

The year

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587 L. M. Martin's Lane 67. Coombs's 45. Bromley 104.

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The Worship of Heaven, John xvii. 24.

1 FOR a sweet inspiring ray, To animate our feeble strains,

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。 From the bright realms of endless day, The blissful realms where Jesus reigns! 2 There low before his glorious throne, Adoring saints and angels fall;

And, with delightful worship, own

His smile their bliss, their heav'n, their all.

3 Immortal glories crown his head;
While tuneful hallelujahs rise,

And love and joy, and triumph spread
Thro' all the assemblies of the skies.

4. He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs.
To boundless rapture while they gaze:

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Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues
Resound his everlasting praise.
5 There all the favourites of the Lamb
Shall join at last the heavenly choir:
O may the joy-inspiring theme
Awake our faith and warm desire!
6 Dear Saviour! let thy spirit seal ***
Our int'rest in that blissful place:
Till death remove this mortal veil,
And we behold thy lovely face:

587 (2d P.) 11. 8.

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Calne 69. Pithay 101.

no the blissful Society above. 1 HOW bright is the prospect the saint has in Let present things be as they may; [view, Omnipotent mercy shall bring him quite through, And guide him to regions of day.

2 Alas! sin and sorrow attend him while here, And frequently injure his peace;

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But faith beholds now the sweet season as near,
That brings him a final release. M

3 With rapture he'll mount his celestial abode,
His spirit find pleasure and rest; T
With ecstasy bask in the smiles of his God,
Partaking the joys of the blest. sp
4 With patriarchs, prophets, apostles, and those
Who sealed the truth with their blood
Whose unsubdu'd courage astonish'd their foes,
And forc'd them to glorify God:

5 United with these, he shall hear them relate
The tale of their suff'rings below

The conflicts and toils of their militant state, How grace had supported them through.

6 When this having heard, he rehearses to them The mazes thro' which he has trod

From great tribulation by grace how he came, And reach'd the fair city of God,

7 Now all strike their harps, and one chorus they Salvation by grace is their theme; raise; Thanksgiving, and honour, and blessing, and And GLORY TO GOD and THE LAMB [praise, The late JOHN FOUNTAIN, one of

the Missionaries in Bengal.

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588 C. M. Elim 151. Cambridge New 74. Bradford 2687 76*

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The Everlasting Song.

+ EARTH has engross'd my love too long! 'Tis time I lift mine eyes. Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, And to my native skies.

2 There the blest man, my Saviour sits: The God! how bright he shines! And scatters infinite delights

On all the happy minds.

3 Seraphs with elevated strains

Circle the throne around

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And move and charm the starry plains
With an immortal sound.

4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs :-
Li in Jesus, my love, they sing!

Jesus, the life of both our joys

Sounds sweet from ev'ry string.

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5 [Hark, how beyond the narrow bounds
Of time and space they run;
And echo in majestic sounds

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6 And now they sink the lofty tune,
And gentler notes they play;"
And bring the Father's equal down
To dwell in humble clay.

7 O sacred beauties of the Man!
(The God resides within):

His flesh all pure without a stain,
His soul without a sin.

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