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HYMN 367. S. M. Lisbon. [*]

The Ransomed of the Lord shall return,&c. Isa. xxxv,10.

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1 YOUR happy voices join,

And strike the heavenly song;

Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways

With music pass along.

e 2 How straight the path appears! How open and how fair!

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No lurking gins t'entrap our feet-
No fierce destroyer there.
3 But flowers of paradise
In rich profusion spring;
The sun of glory gilds the path
And dear companions sing.

S 4 See Salem's golden spires,
In beauteous prospect rise;
And brighter crowns than mortals wear,
Far sparkle through the skies.

u 5 All honour to his name,

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Who marks the shining way; To him, who leads the pilgrims on To realms of endless day.

DODDRIDGE ALTERED.

HYMN 368. S. M. St. Thomas. [*]
The Christian's Warfare.

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OLDIERS of Christ, arise,

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And put your armour on,

Strong in the strength which God supplies

Through his eternal Son;

2 Strong in the Lord of Hosts,

And in his mighty power,

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,

Is more than conqueror.

3 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endued;
But take to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:-

4 That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,

Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

5 From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle, and fight, and pray,

Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day.

6 Still let the Spirit cry

In all his soldiers, " Come,"

Till Christ the Lord descend from high,
And take the conquerors home.

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Ć. WESLEY.

HYMN 369. C. P. M. Rapture. [*]

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The beatific Vision.

HOME on, my partners in distress,
Companions through the wilderness,
Who still your bodies feel;

Awhile forget your griefs and fears,
And look beyond this vale of tears,
To that celestial hill.

s 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space
Look forward to that heavenly place,
The saints' secure abode;

On faith's strong eagle pinions rise,
And force your passage to the skies,
And scale the mount of God.

3 We suffer with our Master heres But shall before his face appear, And by his side sit down;

To patient faith the prize is sure;
And all that to the end endure

The cross, shall wear the crown.
4 The great mysterious Deity,
We soon with open face shall see :
The beatific sight

u Shall fill heaven's sounding courts with praise,
And wide diffuse the golden blaze

Of everlasting light.

5 The Father shining on his throne, The glorious co-eternal Son,

The Spirit, one and seven, o Conspire our rapture to complete; And lo! we fall before his feet,

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And silence heightens heaven. d 6 In hope of that ecstatic pause, Jesus, we now sustain the cross, And at thy footstool fall;

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C. WESLEY.

HYMN 370. C. M. Bray. [*]

The near Approach of Salvation.

ERVANTS of God, awake! arise!

Sand lift your voices high:

Praise and adore that boundless love,
Which brings salvation nigh.
2 Swift on the wings of time it flies,
Each moment brings it near;
Then gladly view each closing day,
Gladly each closing year.

e 3 For few, indeed, their round shall run,
Few future mornings rise;

Ere all its glories stand revealed

To our admiring eyes.

s 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course :

Ye mortal powers, decay:

Fast as ye bring the night of death,
Ye bring eternal day.

HYMN 371. S. M.

PRATT'S COL.

Tolland. [*]

Exhortation to Praise and Thanksgiving. u 1 Se people of his choice: TAND up and bless the Lord,

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Stand up and bless the Lord your God,
With heart and soul and voice.

2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear his holy name,
And laud, and magnify?

3 O for the living flame

From his own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our souls inspire,
And wing to heaven our thought.
4 There with benign regard

Our hymns he deigns to hear;
Though unrevealed to mortal sense,
The spirit feels them near.

u 5 God is our strength and song,
And his salvation ours;

Then be his love in Christ proclaimed
With all our ransomed powers.

6 Stand up and bless the Lord,
The Lord your God adore;

Stand up and bless his glorious Name,

Henceforth, for evermore.

MONTGOMERY.

HYMN 372. 8 & 7. Greenville. [*]

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Come and help us.

ARK! what mean those lamentations,
Rolling sadly through the sky?

'Tis the cry of heathen nations-
"Come and help us, or we die!"

2 Hear the heathens' sad complaining,
Christians! hear their dying cry:
And, the love of Christ constraining,
Haste to help them, ere they die.

CAWOOD.

HYMN 373. 8,7 & 4. Tamworth. [*] Prayer for the Heathen.

p1 Let the eye of pity gaze;

'ER the realms of pagan darkness,

See the kindreds of the people,
Lost in sin's bewildering maze :
Darkness brooding-

On the face of all the earth.
s 2 Light of them who sit in error !
Rise and shine, thy blessings bring;
Light, to lighten all the Gentiles !
Rise with healing in thy wing:
To thy brightness-

Let all kings and nations come.
-3 Let the heathen, now adoring
Idol-gods of wood and stone,
Come, and, worshipping before Him,
Serve the living God alone.
Let thy glory-

Fill the earth as floods the sea.
8 4 Thou! to whom all power is given,
Speak the word! at thy command,
Let the company of preachers

Spread thy name from land to land:
Lord! be with them-

Always, till time's latest end!

HYMN 374. L. M. Angels' Hymn. [b or *] The Gathering of the Gentiles.

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THE heathen perish: day by day,
Thousands on thousands pass away!

O Christians! to their rescue fly,
Preach Jesus to them ere they die.

-2 Wealth, labour, talents, freely give,
Yea, life itself, that they may live;
What hath your Saviour done for you?
And what for him will ye not do?
u 3 Thou Spirit of the Lord, go forth,
Call in the south, wake up the north;
Of every clime, from sun to sun,
Gather God's children into one.

MONTGOMERY.

HYMN 375. 7 & 6. Missionary Hymn. [*]

Come over and help us.

1 From India's coral strand,

ROM Greenland's icy mountains,

Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand,
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain.

p 2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle,
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile;
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen, in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.

-3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?

s Salvation! O Salvation!

The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,

It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,

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In bliss returns to reign.

HYMN 376. L. M.

BISHOP HEBER.

Winchelsea. [*]

NOVEREIGN of worlds! display thy power,
Be this thy Zion's favoured hour:

Bid the bright morning star arise,
And point the nations to the skies.

2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns,
On Afric's shore, in India's plains,
On wilds and continents unknown;
And make the universe thine own.

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