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2. His quiv'ring lip hangs feebly down,
His pulfes faint and few,
Then fpeechlefs, with a doleful groan
He bids the world adieu.

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But, O the foul that never dies!

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At once it leaves the clay :
Ye thoughts, purfue it where it flies,
And track its wond'rous way.
4. Up to the courts where angels dwell,
It mounts, triumphing there;
Or devils plunge it down to hell,
In infinite defpair.

5. And must my body faint and die?
And must this foul remove?
O for fome guardian angel nigh,
To bear it fafe above!

6. JESUS, to Thy dear faithful hand My naked foul I trust ;

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And my flesh waits for Thy command, To drop into my duft.

CCCIII The Saviour Speaking Peace.

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WEET as the fhepherds tuneful reed," From Sion's mount I heard the found; Gay fprang the flow'rets of the mead, And gladen'd nature fmil'd around: The voice of peace falutes mine ear, CHRIST's lovely voice perfumes the air.

2. Peace troubl'd foul, whofe plaintive moan Hath taught these rocks the note of woe; Ceafe thy complaint, fupprefs thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow

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Behold the precious balm is found, Which lulls thy pain, which heals thy wound.

3. Come, freely come, by fin opprefs'd, Unburthen here the weighty load;

Here find thy refuge and thy reft, Safe on the bofom of thy GoD: [word! Thy GOD's thy SAVIOUR, glorious That sheaths th' avenger's glitt'ring fword, 4. As fpring the winter, day the night, Peace forrow's gloom fhall chace away; And fmiling joy, a feraph bright, Shall tend thy fteps, and near thee stay; Whilft glory weaves th' immortal crown, And waits to claim thee for her own.

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CCCIV. Chrift crucified. 75.

WEET the moments, rich the bleffing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life and health and peace poffeffing
From the finner's dying FRIEND.

2. Here I'll fit for ever viewing
Mercy's ftream in ftreams of blood;
Precious drops my foul bedewing
Plead and claim my peace with GOD.
3. Truely bleed is this ftation,
Low before his cross to lie;
While I fee divine compaflion
Floating in his languid eye.
Here it is I find my heaven,
While upon the LAMB I gaze;

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Love I much! I've much forgiv'en, I'm a miracle of grace.

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Life deriving from his death,

6. May I ftill enjoy this feeling,

In all need to JESUS go;

Prove his wounds each day more healing,
And Himfelf more deeply know!

CCCV. The everlasting Abfence of God in CCCVI. Frail Life, and succeeding Eternity.

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tolerable.

HAT aweful day will furely come, Th' appointed hour makes halte, When I muft ftand before my Judge,

And pafs the folemn test.

2. Thou lovely chief of all my joys!
Thou fov'reign of my heart!
How could I bear to hear Thy voice.
Pronounce the found, Depart ?
[3 The thunder of that dismal word

Would fo torment my ear; "Twould tear my foul afunder, LORD, With most tormenting fear.]

[4. What, to be banish'd from my life,
And yet forbid to die?
To linger in eternal pain,
Yet death for ever fly ?]

5. O wretched state of deep defpair,
To fee my God remove;
And fix my doleful station where
I must not tafte his love!

6. Jesus, I throw my arms around,
And hang upon Thy breaft;
Without a gracious finile from Thee,
My fpirit cannot rest.

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HEE we adore, eternal name, And humbly own to Thee, How feeble is our mortal frame! What dying worms are we!

[2. Our wafting lives grow fhorter still, As months and days increase; And ev'ry beating pulfe we tell, Leaves but the number lefs.

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The rolls round, and steals away

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The breath that first it gave;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're trav'lling to the grave ]

4. Dangers ftand thick thro' all the ground
To push us to the Tomb 3
And fierce diseases wait around

To hurry mortals home.

5. Good GoD! on what a flender thread
Hang everlafting things!
Th' eternal ftates of all the dead
Upon Life's feeble strings.

6 Infinite joy or endless woe
Attends on ev'ry breath;
And yet how unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of death!

7. Waken, O LORD, our drowfy Senfe
To walk this dang'rous road;
And if our fouls are hurry'd hence,
May they be found with GOD.

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Thee will we love, 'till the pure fire Fill our whole foul with chafte defire. 2. Uphold us in the doubtful race,

Nor fuffer us again to ftray; Strengthen our feet, with fteady pace Still to prefs forward in thy way: Our foul and fl fh, O LORD of might, Fill, fatiate with thy heav'nly light!

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HE glories of our Maker God,

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Our joyful tongues fhall fing;

And call the nations to adore

Their Father and their King.

. 'Twas His right-hand that fhap'd our clay,
And wrought this wond'rous frame;
But from His own celeftial breath
Our nobler fpirits came.

3. We bring our mortal pow'rs to GOD,
And worship with our tongues:
We claim fome kindred with the fkies,
And join th' angelic fongs.

4. Let beafts and fish of ev'ry fhape,
And fowls of ev'ry wirg,

And rocks, and trees, and fires and feas,
Their various tribute bring!

5. Ye planets, to His honor fhine,

And wheels of nature roll;
Praife Him in your unwearied courfe
Around the fteady pole!

6. The brightnefs of our MAKER's name
The wide creation fills;
And His un ounded grandeur flies
Beyond the heav'nly hills.

CCCIX. Before Sermon. 8-5.
HE good hand of God
Has brought us again

(A favor bestow'd
We hope not in vain)

To hear from our SAVIOUR
The word of his grace;
Then be our behaviour
Becoming the place!

2. Remember the ends
For which we are met;
∙Alas! my dear friends,
We're apt to forget :

The motives that brought us
The LORD only fees;
But if He has taught us,
Our ends fhould be thefe.
3. To worship the LORD
With praife and with pray'r
To practife his word,
As well as to hear;
To own with contrition
The deeds we have done ;
And take the remiffion
GOD gives in his So N.
Blefs'd fpirit of Christ
Defcend on us thus ;
Thy fervant afsist,
That He may teach us!
O fend us thy unction,
To teach us all good;
And touch with compunction,
And fprinkle with blood!

1 CCCX. Looking upward.

HE heav'ns invite mine eye,
The stars falute me round:

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CCCXI. The Divine Perfections.

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4-6s. and 4-4s. or 2 — 1. His throne is built on high; HE LORD JEHOVAH reigns,

The garments He affumes
Are light and majesty :
His glories fhine

With beams fo bright,
No mortal eye
Can bear the fight.

2. The thunders of his hand
Keep the wide world in awe ;
His wrath and juice ftand
To guard his holy law;
And where his love
Refolves to blefs,
His truth confirms

And feals the grace.
13. Thro' all his ancient works
Surprizing wisdom fhines,
Confounds the pow'rs of hell,
And breaks their curs'd defigns;

Strong is his arm,
And fhall fulfil
His great decrees,
His fov'reign will.

4. And can this mighty King Of glory condescend?

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And will he write his name,
My Father and my Friend?
I love his name,

I love his word;
Join all my pow'rs,
And praise the LORD!

CCCXII. Truft in God. 6-8.

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HE LORD my pafture fhall prepare, And feed me with a fhepherd's care; His prefence fhall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noon-day walks He fhall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. When in the fultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary wand'ring fteps He leads, Where peaceful rivers foft and flow Amidft the verdant landfkip flow. Tho' in a bare and rugged way, Thro' devious lonely wilds I ftray; Thy prefence fhall my pains beguile, The barren wilderness fhall fmile With fudden greens and herbage crown'd And ftreams fhall murmur all around. Tho' in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My ftedfaft heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O LORD, art with me ftil!:

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Thy friendly crook fhall give me aid, And guide me thro' the difmal fhade.

SCCCXIII. An Hymn for Sunday.

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HE LORD of Sabbath let us praise
In concert with the bleft;
Who, joyful in harmonious lays
Employ an endless rest.

2. Thus, LORD, while we remember thee,
We bleft and pious grow;
By hymns of praise we learn to be
Triumphant here below.

3. On this glad day a brighter fcene
Of glory was display'd,

By GoD, th' Eternal Word, than when The univerfe was made.

4. He rifes, who mankind has bought With grief and pains extreme; 'Twas great to speak the world from nought, "Twas greater to redeem.

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HERE is a land of pure delight,
Where Saints immortal reign;

Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.

2. There everlasting fpring abides,
And never with'ring flow'rs:
Death like a narrow fea divides
This heav'nly land from ours.
[3. Sweet fields beyond the fwelling flood
Stand dreft in living green

So to the Jews old Canaan ftood,
While Jordan roll'd between.

4. But tim'rous mortals ftart and fhrink, To cross this narrow fea;

And linger fhiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.]

5. O could we make our doubts remove
Thofe gloomy doubts that rife;
And fee the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes!

6. Could

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