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6 Silent we own Jehovah's name, just
We kiss the scourging hand ; 'in'i se - And yield bur comforts and our life !!
To thy supreme commando a ri ;
sidR. DODDRIDGE, 564 L. M. Ulverston 179. Fawcett 184,
Satisfaction in God under the Loss of dear Friends." 1 THE God of Love will sure indulge,
1 The flowing tear, the heaving sigb, When righteous persons fall around,
When tender friends and Kindred diesti 2 Yet not one anxious murm ring thought
Should with our mourning passions blend;
Th' almighty, ever-living friend. 3 Beneath a num'rous train of ills, ..) ; .01 Our féeble flesh and heart máy fail; 5 LYét shall our hope in thee, O GOD!
O’er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail. ;? 4 Parent and husband, guard and guide!
Thou art each tender name in ones:
And comfort seek from thee alone...)
Our rock, our portion, and our friend,
Our sinking souls shall still depend. 565 C, M.' Windsor 247. Ellenborough 170.
Death and Judgment appointed for all, Heb. ix. 27.
That Adam's race must die;
And low in dust they lie."
In every funeral knell !
3 Once you must die ; and once for all
The solemn purport weigh; . For know, that heaven or hell attend ! :
On that important day.
Must wake, the Judge'to see;
Must pass his scrutiny.. but 5 Oh, may 1, in the Judge, beholdin,
My Saviour and my Friend ! :: muovil, And, far beyond the reach of death, safi
With all the saints ascend, DR. DODDRIDGE, 566 C. M. : Ann's, 68 Charmouth 28,
· Comfort under the Loss of Ministérs, 148/?? 1 N OW let our drooping hearts revive, I
And all our tears be dry; L
: Which view a Saviour nigh? :7;1963 prin 2 What though the arm of conqu’ring death
Does God's own house invade ; non
Be number'd with the dead? . .3 Tho' earthly. shepherds dwell id dust, nü
The aged and the young; :;
New comfort to impárt.['ifiser
Still animates our heart. ... isipin 5 Lo, I am with you, saith the LORD, A
My church shall safe abide; Liis,resis) For I will ne'er forsake my own, wie Whose souls in me confide
t 6 Thro' ev'ry scene of life and death,
This promise is our trust;
And this shall be our children's song,
When we are cold in dust." 567 (181P.) 8. 7.4. Jordan 81. Mariner's 286.
The Grave;. or, Christ a Guide through Death to Glory. 1 GUIDE me, 0 thou great JEHOVAH!".
Pilgrim through this barren land;" , I am weak, but thou art mighty, :7****
Hold me with thy powerful hand :: Bread of heaven! !!
! Feed me till I want no more." :-utisie 2 Open thou the crystal fountain ..... 2 Whence the healing streams'do flow: Let the fiery cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey thro': r Strong deliverer1
65 " Be thou still my strength and shield. X'! 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,,
Bid my anxious fears subside; ri
Land me safe on Canaan's side ; '
stand 567 (24 P.), L. M. Sterling 317. Redemp: 243.
The Grave and the Resurrection. '
CHRIST will the mouldering dust refine;
Swallow'd and lost in victory. 1 . 2 Faith shall, on tow’ring pinion's borne,
Anticipate that glorious morn; And, while to heaven she soars along, i Give mortal lips th’ immortal song. '.. 3 Then, King of Terrors, boast no more Thy ancient wide extended power!
Each saint in life, withi "CHRIST his Head, IS Shall reign when death itself is dead.
Er THE RESURRECTION OF THE BODY. 568 c. M. Carolina 13. Windsor 247. The Bodies of the Saints quickened and raised by the
Spirit, Rom. viii. 11. initie 1 W HY should our mourning thoughts delight
" To grovel in the dust? Or why should streams of tears unite,'"
man! Around th' expiring just? 2 Did not the LORD our Saviour die,
And triumph o'er the grave ?
And prove his power to save? .. 3 Doth not the sacred Spirit come,
And dwell in all the saints ?
Resound with long complaints?". . 4 Awake, my soul, and like the sun ?
Burst thro' each sable cloud: Sinaitisi ük
Tune forth thy songs aloud. 1 7 5 The Spirit rais’d my Saviour'un,
When he had bled for me so
Thy pious friends and thee. --
Your hymns of victory sing;
Their ever-living King. 569 C. M. Canterbury 199. Evans's 190,
I lovit - A Prospect of the Resurrection, 1 H OW long shall death the tyrant reigh,
And triumph o'er the just; mit; While the rich blood of martyrs slain 17 !
Lies mingled with the dust?,,.. io I
2 Lo, I behold the scatter'd shades, sinalos
The dawn of heaven appears, creior este
Its blushes round the spheres.
The skies divide to make him room,
5. And, lo, the graves obey : I hat.
P er don bist.
Rise to the midway air, moto hi-
And low adore him there..i itu
Among them cloth'd in white ! roap
Is infinite delight. Idsations ont tar
When our returning King, Itrol 9133TA
DAY OF JUDGMENT: 570 (1st P.) L. M. Angel's Hymn 60.
"Wareham 117Siriners and Saints in the Wreck of Nature, Isa, xxiv, 18-21. 1ZTOW great, how terrible, that God )
1. Who shakes creation with his nod! He frowns-earth, sea, all Nature's frame,
Sink in one upiversal flame... .. , 2 Where now, O where shall' sinners seek
For shelter in the general wrock?