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The Ransomed of the Lord shall come, fc.

2 Father of everlasting grace,

Thou hast in us thy arm reveal'd;
Hast multiplied the faithful race;

Who, conscious of their pardon seal'd,
Of joy unspeakable possest,

Anticipate the heavenly rest.
3 In tears who sow'd, in joy we reap,

And praise thy goodness all day long;
Him in our eye of faith we keep,

Who gives us our triumphal song;
And does his spoils to all divide,
A lot among the sanctified. C. WESLEY.

HYMN 390. 4-6's & 2-8's.
The Ransomed of the Lord shall come to

Zion.
Come, all whoe'er have set

Your faces Zion-ward,
In Jesus let us meet,

And praise our common Lord;
In Jesus let us still go on,

Till all appear before his throne. 2 Nearer and nearer still,

We to our country come;
To that celestial hill,

The weary pilgrim's home,
The new Jerusalem above,

The seat of everlasting love.
3 The ransom'd sons of God,

All earthly things we scorn;
And to our high abode

With songs of praise return :
From strength to strength we still proceed,
With 'crowns of joy upon our head.
The peace, and joy, and faith,

Each moment may we feel;
Redeem'd from sin and wrath,

From earth, and death, and hell,
We to our Father's house repair,
To meet our Elder Brother there.

Strangers and Pilgrims on Earth.

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Our Brother, Saviour, Head,

Our All in all is he;
And in his steps who tread,

We soon his face shall see-
Shall see him with our glorious friends,
And then in heaven our journey ends

c. WESLEY.

HYMN 391. P.M.
Strangers and Pilgrims on Earth.

COME, let us anew
Our journey pursue,

With vigour arise,
And press to our permanent place in the skies :

Of heavenly birth,
Though wand'ring on earth,

This is not our place,
But strangers and pilgrims ourselves we confess.

At Jesus's call
We gave up our all;

And still we forego,
For Jesus's sake, our enjoyments beiow :

No longing we find
For the country behind;

But onward we move,
And still we are seeking a country above.

A country of joy,
Without any alloy:

We thither repair:
Our heart and our treasure already are there:

We march hand in hand,
To Immanuel's land;

No matter what cheer
We meet with on earth, for eternity's near.

The rougher our way,
The shorter our stay:

The troubles that come,
Shall come to our rescue, and hasten us home :

Aniepast of Ileaven

The fiercer the blast,
The sooner 'tis past;

The tempests that rise
Shall triumphantly hurry our souls to the skics.

C. WESLEY.
Hymn 392. 4-6's & 2.9's.

Antepast of Hearen.
COME, let us ascend,

My companion and friend,
To a taste of the banquet above:

If thy heart be as mine,

If for Jesus it pine,
Come up into the chariot of love.

Who in Jesus confide,

We are bold to outride
All the storms of affliction beneath :

With the prophet we soar

To the heavenly shore,
And outfiy all the arrows of death.

By faith we are come

To our permanent homie,
And by hope we the rapture improve :

By love we shall rise,

And look down on the skies,
For the heaven of heavens is love.

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Who on earth can conceive

How happy we live,
In the presence of God, the great King:

What a concert of praise,

When our Jesus's grace
The whole heavenly company sing!

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What a rapturous song,

When the glorified throng
In the spirit of harmony join i

Join all the glad choirs,

Hearts, voices, and lyres,
And the burden is mercy divine,

The Safety of Christ's Flock.

Hallelujah they cry,

To the King of the sky,
To the great everlasting I AM:

To the Lamb that was slain,

And liveth again;
Hallelujah to God and the Lamb!

The Lamb on the throne,

Lo! he dwells with his own, And to rivers of pleasure he leads :

With his mercy's full blaze,

With the sight of his face, Our beatified spirits he feeds.

Our foreheads proclaim

His ineffable name;
And our bodies his glory display:

A day without night,

We feast in his sight,
And eternity seems as a day. C. WESLEY.

HYMN 393. C.M.
The Safety of Christ's Flock.
Jesus, great Shepherd of the sheep,

To thee for help we fly;
Thy little flock in safety keep,

For oh, the wolf is nigh.
2 He comes, of hellish malice full,

To scatter, tear, and slay : He seizes every straggling soul,

As his own lawful prey. 3 Us into thy protection take,

And gather with thy arm :
Unless the fold we first forsake,

The wolf can never harm.
We laugh to scorn his cruel power,

While by our Shepherd's side ;
The sheep he never can devour,

Unless he first divide.

Primitive Christianity.

5 Oh, do not suffer him to part

The souls that here agree;
But make us of one mind and heart,

And keep us one in thee.
6 Together let us sweetly live,

Together let us die:
And each a starry crown receive,

And reign above the sky. C. WESLEY,

HYMN 394.

t. L.M. Primitive Christianity. HAPPY the souls who first believed, To Jesus and each other cleaved ; Join'd by the unction from above, The mystic fellowship of love.

2 Meek, simple followers of the Lamb,

They lived, and spake, and thought the same
They joyfully conspire to raise
Their ceaseless sacrifice of praise.

3 With grace abundantly endued,

A pure, believing multitude :
They all were of one heart and soul,
And only love inspired the whole.
Where shall I wander now to find
The successors they left behind ?
The faithful, whom I seek in vain,
Are 'minish'd from the sons of men.

6 Ye different sects, who all declare,

Lo, here is Christ, or, Christ is there!
Your stronger proofs divinely give,
And show me where the Christians live.

6 Your claim, alas ! ye cannot prove;

Ye want the genuine mark of love:
Thou only, Lord, thy own canst show,
For sure thou hast a church below.

T2

C. WESLE1.

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