3 The gladness of that happy day,
O may it ever, ever ftay!

Nor let our faith forfake its hold,
Nor hope deciine nor love grow cold!

4 Each following minute as it flies,
Increafe thy praise, improve our joys,
Till we are rais d to fing thy name,
At the great fupper of the Lamb,

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HYMN LXXXVIII.

COME, Lord, from above, the mountains

remove,

O'erturn all that hinders the course of thy love: My bofom infpire, inkindle the fire,

And wrap my whole foul in the flames of defire.

2 I languish and pine, for comfort divine, O when shall I fay, "my beloved is mine, "I've chose the good part, my portion thou art, “O Love, I have found thee, O God, in my heart!"

3 For this my heart fighs, nought elfe can fuffice: [price? How, Lord, can I purchase the pearl of great It cannot be bought; thou know'ft I have

nought;

No action or word, or a truly good thought;

4 But merey doth fay, tho' poor, yet you may
Receive it, whoever hath nothing to pay :
Who on Jefus relies, without money or price,
The pearl of forgiveness and holiness buys.

5 The bleffing is free, fo, Lord, let it be:
I yield that thy love thould be given to me:

Thou freely doft give; I freely receive, And yield to thy love, in thine Eden to live. 6 The gift I embrace, the giver I praise, Afcribing falvation to Jefus's grace;

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It came from above, the foretaste I prove, And foon fhall receive all thy fulness of love.

HYMN LXXXIX. S. M,

ND can I yet delay

A My little all to give?

To tear my foul from earth away,
For Jefus to receive?

Nay, but 1 yield, I yield!

I can hold out no more;
I fink, by dying love compell'd,
And own thee conqueror !

Though late I all forfake,
My friends, my all refign;

Gracious Redeemer, take, O take,
And feal me ever thine!

Come and poffefs me whole,
Nor hence again remove:
Settle and fix my wav'ring foul
With all thy weight of love.

My one defire be this,

Thine only love to know:

To feek and tafte no other blifs,

No other good below:

My life, my portion thou,

Thou all-fufficient art,

My hope, my heav'nly treasure, now

Enter and keep my heart!

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HYMN XC.

HOU Shepherd of Ifrael and mine, The joy and defire of my heart, For clofer communion I pine,

I long to refide where thou art; The pafture I languish to find,

Where all who their fhepherd obey, Are fed, on thy bofom reclin'd,

And fcreen'd from the heat of the day.

2 Ah! fhew me that happieft place,
That place of thy people's abode,
Where faints in an ecftacy gaze
And hang on a merciful God:
Thy love for a finner declare,
Thy paffion and death on the tree;
My fpirit to Calvary bear,

To fuffer and triumph with thee.

3 'Tis there with the lambs of thy flock, There only I covet to reft;

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To lie at the foot of the rock,
Or rife to be hid in thy breaft
'Tis there I would always abide,
And never a moment depart;
Conceal'd in the cleft of thy fide,
Eternally held in thy heart.

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HYMN XCI, S. M.

ESUS, my Lord, attend

Thy feeble creature's cry:

And flew thyfelf the finner's friend,
And let me up on high;

From hell's oppreffive pow'r
My ftruggling foul release;
And to thy Father's grace reftore;
And to thy perfect peace.

2 Thy blood and righteoufnefs
I'make my only plea;
My prefent and eternal peace
Are both derivedf rom thee;
Rivers of life divine

From thee their fountain flow;
And all who know that love of thine,
The joy of angels know.

3 Come then, impute, impart To me thy righteoufnefs,

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And let me taite how good thou art,
How full of truth and grace:
That thou canft heref orgive,
Grant me to testify,

And juftify'd by faith to live,
And in that faith to die.

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HYMN XCII. C. M.

EING of beings, God of love,
To thee our hearts we raife;
Thy all-fuftaining power we prove,
And gladly fing thy praife.

Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be,
Our facrifice receive;

Made, and preferv'd and fav'd by thee,
To thee our fouls we give.

3 Heav'n-ward our ev'ry with aspires, For all thy mercy's flore;

The fole return thy love requires,
Is that we ask for more.

4 For more we afk: we open then
Our hearts t' embrace thy will:
Turn and beget us, Lord, again;
With all thy fulness fill.

5 Come, Holy Ghoft, the Saviour's love
Shed in our hearts abroad!
So fhall we ever live and move,
And be with Chrift in God.

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HYMN XCIII. C. M.

SUN of Righteoufnefs, arife,
With healing in thy wing!
To my difeas'd, my fainting foul,
Life and falvation bring.

2 Thefe clouds of pride and fin dispel,
By thy all-piercing beam;

Lighten mine eyes with faith, my heart
With holy hope inflame.

3 My mind by thy all-quick'ning pow'r From low delires fet free;

Unite my scatter'd thoughts, and fix
My love entire on thee.

4 Father, thy long-loft fon receive;
Saviour, thy purchase own;
Bleft Comforter, with peace and joy,
Thy new-made creature crown

5 Eternal, undivided Lord,

Co-equal, One in Three,

On thee all faith, all hope be plac'd,
All love be paid to thee.