3 Then, deareft Lord, in thine embrace
Let me refign my fleeting breath;
And, with a fmile upon my face,
Pafs the important hour of death.
HYMN CXVIII. Long Metre.
The Priesthood of Christ.
LOOD has a voice to pierce the skies;
Revenge! the blood of Abel cries;
But the dear ftream, when Chrift was flain,
Speaks peace as loud from ev'ry vein.
2 Pardon and peace from God on high;
Behold, he lays his vengeance by !
And rebels, that deferve his fword,
Become the fav'rites of the Lord.
3 To Jefus let our praises rise,
Who gave his life a facrifice :
Now he appears before his God,
And for our pardon pleads his blood.
HYMN CXIX. Common Metre.
The Holy Scriptures.
ADEN with guilt, and full of fears,
I fly to thee, my Lord;
And not a glimpse of hope appears,
But in thy written word.
2 The volume of my Father's grace
Does all my grief affuage;
Here I behold my Saviour's face
Almost in ev'ry page.
3 [This is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown;
That merchant is divinely wife,
Who makes this pearl his own.
4 Here confecrated water flows,
To quench my thirft of fin;
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows;
No danger dwells therein.]
5 This is the Judge who ends the ftrife,
Where wit and reafon fail ;
My guide to everlasting life,
Through all this gloomy vale.
6 Oh, may thy counfels, mighty God,
My roving feet command;
Nor I forfake the happy road
That leads to thy right hand!
HYMN CXX. Short Metre.
The Law and Gofpel joined in Scripture.
T HE Lord declares his will,
And keeps the world in awe ;
Amidst the fmoke on Sinai's hill
Breaks out his fiery law.
The Lord reveals his face ;
And, fmiling from above,
Sends down the gofpel of his grace,
Th' epiftles of his love.
3 Thefe facred words impart
Our Maker's juft commands,
The pity of his melting heart,
And vengeance of his hands.
4 [Hence we awake our fear,
We draw our comfort hence ;
The arms of grace are treafur'd here,
And armour of defence.
5 We learn Chrift crucify'd,
And here behold his blood;
All arts and knowledges befide
Will do us little good.]
6 We read the heav'nly word,
We take the offer'd grace,
Obey the ftatutes of the Lord,
And truft his promises.
7 In vain fhall Satan rage
Against a book divine,
Where wrath and lightning guard the page,
Where beams of mercy fhine.
HYMN CXXI. Long Metre.
The Law and Gospel diftinguished.
THE law commands, and makes us know
What duties to our God we owe;
But 'tis the gofpel muft reveal
Where lies our ftrength to do his will.
2 The law discovers guilt and fin,
And fhews how vile our hearts have been: Only the gofpel can exprefs
Forgiving love, and cleanfing grace.
3 What curfes doth the law denounce
Against the man that fails but once!
But, in the gofpel, Chrift appears
Pard'ning the guilt of num'rous years.
4 My foul, no more attempt to draw
Thy life and comfort from the law;
Fly to the hope the gofpel gives:
The man that trufts the promise, lives.
HYMN CXXII. Long Metre.
Retirement and Meditation.
MY GOD, permit me not to be
A ftranger to myfelf and thee-;
Amidft a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my higheft Love.
2 Why fhould my paffions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heav'nly birth!
Why should I cleave to things below,
And let my God, my Saviour, go!
3 Call me away from flesh and fenfe ;
One fov'reign word can draw me thence;
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys refign.
4 Be earth, with all her fcenes, withdrawn ; Let noife and vanity be gone :
In fecret filence of the mind,
My heav'n, and there my God, I find. HYMN CXXIII. Long Metre, The Benefit of Public Ordinances.
A WAY from every mortal care,
Away from earth, our fouls retreat; We leave this worthlefs world afar, And wait and worship near thy feat. 2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace We fee thy feet, and we adore; We gaze upon thy lovely face, And learn the wonders of thy pow'r.
3 While here, our various wants we mourn ; United groans afcend on high;
And pray'rs produce a quick return
Of bleffings in variety.
4 [If Satan rage, and fin grow strong,
Here we receive fome cheering word;
We gird the gofpel armour on,
To fight the battles of the Lord.
5 Or if our fpirit faints and dies,
(Our confcience gall'd with inward ftings)
Here doth the righteous fun arife,
With healing beams beneath his wings.]
6 Father my foul would ftill abide
Within thy temple, near thy fide;
But if my feet muft hence depart,
Still keep thy dwelling in my heart.
HYMN CXXIV. Common Metre.
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Mofes, Aaron, and Joshua.
'TIS not the law of ten commands,
On holy Sinai giv'n,
Or fent to men by Mofes' hands,
Can bring us fafe to heav'n.
2 "Tis not the blood that Aaron spilt,
Nor fmoke, of fweeteft fmell,
Can buy a pardon for our guilt,
Or fave our fouls from hell.
3 Aaron, the prieft, refigns his breath
At God's immediate will ;
And, in the desart, yields to death
Upon th appointed hill,
4 And thus, on Jordan's yonder fide,
The tribes of Ifrael ftand,
While Mofes bow'd his head and dy'd
Short of the promis'd land.
5 Ifrael, rejoice, now Jofhua* leads!
He'll bring your tribes to reft;
So far the Saviour's name exceeds
The ruler and the priest.
HYMN CXXV. Long Metre. Faith and Repentance, Unbelief and Impenitence. LIFE and immortal joys are giv'n
To fouls that mourn the fins they've done;
Children of wrath made heirs of heav'n,
By faith in God's eternal Son.
2 Wo to the wretch that never felt
The inward pangs of pious grief,
But adds to all his crying guilt
The ftubborn fin of unbelief.
3 The law condemns the rebel dead,
Under the wrath of God he lies:
He feals the curfe on his own head,
And with a double vengeance dies.
HYMN CXXVI. Common Metre.
God glorified in the Gospel.
THE Lord, defcending from above,
Invites his children near;
Jofua the fame with Jesus, and fignifies a Saviour.
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