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But sup with us, and let the feast

Be everlasting love.

Hymn 6. C. M.
NYOME, let us join our cheerful songs
u With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,

But all their joys are one.
2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry,

To be exalted thus :
Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply,

For he was slain for us. 3 Jesus is worthy to receive

Honour and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give,
... Be, LORD, for ever thine.
4 The whole creation join in one,

To bless the sacred name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,

And to adore the Lamb.

Hymn . C. M.
TY SAVIOUR ! my Almighty Friend !

When I begin thy praise ,

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Where will the growing numbers end,

The numbers of thy grace!
2 Thou art my everlasting trust;

Thy goodness I adore :
Send down thy grace, O blessed LORD!

That I may love thee more.
3 My feet shall travel all the length

Of the celestial road :
And march with courage in thy strength,

To see the LORD my God.
4 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers,

With this delightful song,
And entertain the darkest hours,

Nor think the season long.

Hymn 8. C. M.
row happy every child of grace,

Who knows his sins forgiven !
This earth, he cries, is not my place,

I seek my place in heaven:
2 A country far from mortal sight,

Yet O! by faith I see ;
The land of rest the saints' delight,

The heaven prepared for me.

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3 O what a blessed hope is ours !

While here on earth we stay We more than taste the heavenly powers,

And antedate that day;
4 We feel the ressurrection near,

Our life in CHRIST conceal'd,
And with his glorious presence here

Our earthen vessels fill'd.
5 O would he more of heaven bestow!

And let the vessels break;
And let our ransom'd spirits go,

To grasp the God we seek ;
6 In rapturous awe on him to gaze,

Who bought the sight for me,
And shout and wonder at his grace

To all eternity.

Hymn 9. S. M.
LMIGHTY Maker, God,
A How glorious is thy name!
Thy wonders how diffused abroad,

Throughout creation's frame ! 2 In native white and red :

The rose and lily stand,
And free from pride, their beauties spread

To show thy skilful hand.
3 The lark mounts up the sky

With unambitious song ;

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