And fierce diseases wait around,
To burry mortals home.
5 Great God! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things;
The eternal states of all the dead
Upon life's feeble strings.
6 Infinite joy, or endless woe,
Attend on every breath;
And yet how unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of death,
7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense,
To walk this dangerous road;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God
1 IN a world of sin and sorrow,
Compass'd round with many a care,
From eternity we borrow
Hope, that can exclude depair :
Thee, triumphant God and Saviour!
In the glass of faith we seed,
O assist each faint endeavour;
Raise our earth-born souls to thee. 2 Place that awful scene before us
Of the last tremendous day;
When to life thou shalt restore us, w
Lingering ages haste away!
Then this vile and sinful nature
-Incorruption shall put on;
Life-renewing, glorious Saviour!
Let thy gracious will be done.
332. On the Death of a Believer. 'TIS finish'd, 'tis done! the spirit is fled,
The prisoner is gone, the christian is dead: The christian is living through Jesus's lovey And gladly receiving a kingdom above.
2 All honour and praise is Jesus's due; Supported by grace, he fought his way through; Triumphantly glorious, through Jesus's zeal, And more than victorious o'er sin, death, and hell. 3 Then let us record the conquering name,
Our Captain and Lord with shoutings proclaim: Who trust in his passion, and follow our Head, To certain salvation we all shall be led.
4 O Jesus! lead on thy militant care,
And give us the crown of righteousness there;
Where dazzled with glory the seraphim gaze,
Or prostrate adore thee in silence of praise.
5 Come, Lord, and display thy sign in the sky,
And bear us away to mansions on high:
The kingdom be given, the purchase divine,
And crown us in heaven eternally thine.
1 HE comes! he comes! the Saviour dear,
The seventh trumpet speaks him near;
His lightenings flash, his thunders roll,T
He's welcome to the faithful soul;
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcoine,
Welcome to the faithful soul.
2 From heaven angelic voices sound!
See the almighty Jesus crown'd!
Girt with omnipotence and grace,
And glory decks the Saviour's fac;
Glory, glory, glory, glory,
Glory decks the Saviour's face.
3 Descending on his azure throne,
He claims the kingdoms for his own,
The kingdoms all obey his word,
And hail him their triumphant Lord:
Hail him, hail him, hail hira, ‘hail him,'
Hail him their triumphant Lord.
4 Shout all the people of the sky,
And all the saints of the Most High;
Our God, who now his right obtains,
For ever and for ever reigns;
Ever, ever, ever, ever,
Ever and for ever reigns.
5 The Father praise, the Son adore,
The Spirit bless for evermore;
Salvation's glorious work is done,
We welcome thee, great Three-in-one!
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome,
Welcome thee, great Three-in-one.
HARK! the trump of God doth sound;
The archangel's voice is heard on high:
Now the Lord himself descends,
With a shout that rends the sky.
2 See, his dead have heard the sound!
Spring immortal from the tomb,
And with rapture meet their Lord,
Crying, "Now thy kingdom's come!"
3 Lo! his people too on earth,
In a moment chang'd, all rise,
In the clouds caught up with them,
To meet their Saviour in the skies,
4 See! mortality of life,
Swallowed up eternally!
Death, O Death! where is thy sting?
Where, O Grave! thy victory?
5 Now, all tears are wip'd away;
Free from curse and free from pain;
All Christ's people now with him,
Kings and priests for ever reign.
6 In the hope of all this joy,
Let us, brethren, still be found
Stedfast in the faith of Christ,
And in love let us abound.
7 Let his matchless love and grace
To his work our souls constrain,
Knowing that our labour wrought
In the Lord shall not be vain.
1 HAIL! bail! the happy, wish'd-for day, When Jesus shall appear:
When the last trumpet loud shall sound,
And all the dead shall hear.
2 They'll burst the bauds of death with joy,
And loud hosannas raise :
In him who lov'd them they'll rejoice,
And glorious make his praise.
3 "Thou, thou art worthy," still shall be
The burden of their song;
Thou hast redeem'd us, and to thee,
The glory doth belong.
4 We hope to join the grateful note,
And with loud triumph sing,
"Where, where's thy victory now, O Grave? O Death! where is thy sting?"
OUR life is hid with Christ in God;
When Christ our life appears,
His people he'll with glory crown,
And wipe away their tears.
2 Let this, my soul, be all the hope,
Let this thy thoughts employ;
Through this blest hope, in death itself,
There's glorious room for joy...
ILO! he comes with clouds descending,
Once for favour'd sinners slain!
Thousand thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of his train!
Hallelulujah!
Hallelujah! Amen.
? Every eye shall now behold him,
Rob'd in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at nought and sold him,
Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3 Every Island, sea, and mountain,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day;
Come to judgment !
Come to judgment! come away!
4 Now redemption, long-expected,
See! in solemn pomp appear!
All his saints by man rejected,
Now shall meet him in the air!
Hallelujah!
See the day of God appear!
5 Answer thine own Bride and Spirit,
Hasten, Lord, the general doom!
The new heaven and earth to inherit,
Take thy pining exiles home:
All creation
Travails, groans, and bids thee come!
6 Yea! Amen! let all adore Thee,
High on thine eternal throne!
Saviour, take the power and glory;
Claim the kingdom for thine own!
O come quickly,
Hallelujah! come, Lord, come!
338. The Jubilee.
1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound,
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