HYMN XXVI. Common Metre. Hope of Heaven by the Refurrection of Chrif. 1 Pet. i. 3, 4, 5. 1BL LESS'D be the everlasting God, Be his abounding mercy prais'd, His majefty ador'd. 2 When from the dead he rais'd his fon, 3 What though our inbred fins require Yet as the Lord our Saviour rofe, 4 There's an inheritance divine, 5 Saints by the pow'r of God are kept We walk by faith, as ftrangers here, HYMN XXVII. Common Metre. Affurance of Heaven; or, a Saint prepared to die. 2 Tim. iv. 6, 7, 8, 18. EATH may diffolve my body now, D And bear my fpirit home; Why do my minutes move fo flow, 2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought Finish'd my course, and kept the faith, And wait the fure reward.] 3 God has laid up in heav'n for me 4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed But all that love and long to fee 5 Jefus, the Lord, fhall guard me fafe 6 God is my everlasting aid, HYMN XXVIII. Common Metre. The Triumph of Christ over the Enemies of the Church. Ifa. lxiii. 1, 2, 3, &c. WHA mighty man, or mighty God, 'W Comes travelling in state Along the Idumean road, Away from Bozrah's gate! 2 The glory of his robes proclaim 3 Why, mighty Lord, thy faints inquire, And all thy velture ftain'd like those 4 "I, by myself, have trod the prefs, "And crufh'd my foes alone; "My wrath has ftruck the rebels dead, "My fury ftamp'd them down. 5 "'Tis Edom's blood that dies my robes "With joyful fcarlet ftains; "The triumph that my raiment wears 66 Sprung from their bleeding veins. 6" Thus fhall the nations be destroy'd "That dare infult my faints; "I have an arm t' avenge their wrongs, "An ear for their complaints." HYMN XXIX. Common Metre. The Triumph of Chrift; or, the Ruin of Antichrift. Isa. Ixiii. 4—7. 1"I LIFT my banner," faith the Lord, "Where Antichrift has ftood; "The city of my gospel foes "Shall be a field of blood. 2 "My heart has ftudy'd juft revenge, "Swift as the lightning it fhall move, 4 "I call for helpers, but in vain : "Well, mine own arm has might enough "To crush my foes alone. 5" Slaughter, and my devouring fword, "Shall walk the streets around, "Babel fall, reel beneath my stroke, "And ftagger to the ground." 6 Thine honours, O victorious king! Thine own right hand fhall raife, While we thine awful vengeance fing, And our deliv❜rer praise. HYMN XXX. Long Metre. Prayer for Deliverance answered. Ifa. xxvi. 8-20. N thine own ways, O God of love, We wait the vifits of thy grace; Our foul's defire is to thy name, And the remembrance of thy face. 2 My thoughts are fearching, Lord, for thee, 'Mongst the black fhades of lonesome night; My earnest cries falute the fkies Before the dawn reftores the light. 3 Look how rebellious men deride The tender patience of my God; But they fhall fee thy lifted hand, And feel the fcourges of thy rod. 4 Hark! the Eternal rends the sky, A mighty voice before him goes, A voice of mufic to his friends, But threat'ning thunder to his foes. 5 Come, children, to your Father's arms, 6 My fword fhall boaft its thousands flain, HYMN XXXI. Referrite the HYMN XXXII. Pfalm. Common Metre. Strength from Heaven. Ifa. xl. 27—30. IW Hence do our mournful thoughts arife! And where's our courage fled ? Has restless fin, and raging hell, 2 Have we forgot th' Almighty Name Grow weary or decay? 3 Treafures of everlasting might He gives the conqueft to the weak, 4 Mere mortal pow'r fhall fade and die, Till their unwearied feet arrive HYMNS XXXIII, XXXIV, XXXV, XXXVI, XXXVII, XXXVIII. Referred to Pfalms 131, 134, 67, 73, 90, and 84. HYMN XXXIX. Common Metre. God's tender Care of his Church. Ifa. xlix. 13, &C. I Now OW fhall my inward joys arise, |