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7 Come quickly, gracious Lord, and take
Possession of thine own;
Thine everlasting throne.
Come quickly from above;
The depth of humble love. Hamilton.] HYMN 246. L. M. 1
Accept the tribute which we bring ! Accept thy well-desery'd renown,
And wear our praises as thy crown. 2 Let every act of worship be,
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee :
We first receiv'd the pledge of love. 3 The gladness of that happy day,
ever, ever stay! Nor let our faith forsake its hold,
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold! 4 Each following minute as it flies,
Increase thy praise, improve our joys,
At the great supper of the Lamb. Light-Street.] HYMN 247. 8 lines 8's. 1 THOU Shepherd of Israel and mine,
For closer communion I pine,
I long to reside where thou art; The pasture I languish to find,
Where all who their Shepherd obey, Are fed on thy bosom reclin'd,
And screen’d from the heat of the day. 6 This hath set me all on fire ;
Strongly glows the flame of love;
Struggles for its swift remove;
In a nobler strain above!
This earth, he cries, is not my place,
I seek my place in heaven:
Yet O! by faith I see;
The heaven prepar'd for me. 2 0 what a blessed hope is ours !
While here on earth we stay,
And antedate that day;
Our life in Christ conceal'd,
Our earthen vessels fill’d.
And let the vessels break;
To grasp the God we seek;
Who bought the sight for me,
To all eternity.
SEAD of the church triumphant,
H We joyfully adore thee
Till thou appear, thy members here
We list our hearts and voices
The praise of our salvation.
And passing through the fire,
Can keep us thine for ever.
Through torrents of temptation;
And sing the song of Moses. 4 By faith we see the glory,
To which thou shalt restore us,
Sharon.) HYMN 276. S. M.
Throughout creation's frame !
And free from pride, their beauties spread,
To show thy skilful hand.
With unambitious song;
Upon her artless tongue. 4 Fain would I rise and sing
To my Creator too;
And give him praises due. 5 Descend, celestial fire,
And seize me from above !
A sacrifice of love.
The remnant of my days:
In sweet perfumes of praise.
Portuguese.] HYMN 277. 10's á 11's.
In Jesus's power, in Jesus's lore: With glad exultation your triumph proclaim, Ascribing salvation to God and the Lamb! 2 Thou, Lord, our relief in trouble hast been, Hast sav'd us from grief, hast sav'd us from sin; The power of thy Spirit hath set our hearts free, And now we inherit all fulness in thca. 3 All fulness of peace, all-fulness of joy, And spiritual bliss that never shall cloy; To us it is given in Jesus to know, A kingdom of heaven, a heaven below. 4 No longer we join, while sinners invite: Nor envy the swine their brutish delight;
Their joy is all sadness, their mirth is all vain ;
Baltimore.] HYMN 278. 6 6's & 2 8's. 1 simple souls, that stray
That unfrequented way
To life and happiness :
And throng the downward road,
And mock the sons of God! 2 Madness and misery,
Ye count our lives beneath,
Or glorious in our death!
Beneath your feet we lie;
And unlamented die. 3 Poor pensive sojourners,
O’erwhelm'd with grief and woes, Perplex'd with needless fears,
And pleasure's mortal foes; More irksome than a gaping tomb,
Our sight ye cannot bear, Wrapt in the melancholy gloom
of fanciful despair. 4 So wretched and obscure,
The men whom ye despise, So foolish, weak, and poor,
Above your scorn we rise: