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Matter, eternity to fill
With ever growing praise.
Thrice blessed be his name,
Must ever be the same.
Should nature's self expire ;
In awful flames of fire.
Be sullen or repine?
535. 8. 7. Lee. Resurrection of the Body....1 Thes. iv. 16, 17. 1 EE the Captain of salvation, Leads his armies
the sky: Rise above the conflagration,
Leave the world to burn and die, 2 Lo! I see the fair immortals
Enter to the blissful seats ;
And the Saviour's train admits. 3 All the chosen of the Father,
All for whom the Lamb was slain,
Wash'd from ev'ry sinful stain. [4 There is found no vacant station,
Nor a single throne unfill'd;
Whom he lov'd, and bought, and seal'd.) 5 His dear smiles the place enlighten,
More than thousand suns could do ;
Changeless, yet forever newe
6 Countless millions, sons of heaven,
Praise the Triune Deity :
Who its vast delights can'tell?
With my Saviour there to dwell!
536. S. M. Kent. It shall be well with the Righteous.... Isa. iii. 104 1
HAT cheering words are these?
tell ? In time and to eternity,
'Tis with the righteous well.
Kept by Jehovah's eye,
And well when call'd to die.
'Tis well when sorrows flow ;
And strong temptations blow.
They feast on dying love ;
When they the furnace prove.]
'Tis well when at his throne,
They wrestle, weep, and pray,
Yet bring their wants away.
From earth and sin, arise,
Made to salvation wise.
537. L. M. Gibbons.
Rising to God.... Eccl. xii. 7.
OW let our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time ;
The glories of eternity:
Why should we grovel here on earth?
So near to heav'n's eternal joys?
When we are walking back to God?
And dying, is but going home. 4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge,
That sets our longing souls at large ;
And gives us with our God to dwell. 5 To dwell with God, to feel his love,
Is the full heav'n enjoy'd above:
538. C. M. Gibrons. Inquiring the road to Zion....Psalm lxxxiv. 7. 1 TF I have, Lord, ne'er yet begun IF
To tread the heav'nly road,
To Zion's blest abode !
Assist me with thy strength,
And reach thine heav'n at length! 3 3 My care, my hope, my first request,
Are all compris'd in this,
And then partake their bliss.
539. C. M. Dobell.
Down to perdition go!
Which leads to endless bliss ;
Redeem'd by soy'reign grace.
To Zion upward tend :
And God himself their friend.
Guide thou my feet aright ;
Be banish'd from thy sight. 5 'Tis happiness to see thy face ;
I long to dwell above;
540. L. M. Dobell.
Sabbath Morning 1 COME, dearest Lord, and
bless this day, Come bear our thoughts from earth away: Now let our noblest passions rise
With ardor to their native skies. 2 Come, holy Spirit, all divine,
With rays of light upon us shine ;
On this sweet day of sacred rest.
And we arrive on Canaan's shore,
541. C. M. De Courcy's Col.
Sabbath Morning. 1 OME, let us join in sweet accord In hymns around the throne
; This is the day our rising Lord
Hath made and call'd his own. 2 This is the day which God hath blest,
The brightest of the sey'n ; Type of that everlasting rest,
The saints enjoy in heav'n.
542. C. M. De Courcy's Col. altered.
In concert with the blest;
Employ this day of rest.
And more in knowledge grow; And may we more of glory see,
While waiting here below.
Of glory was display'd,
This universe was made.
With blood, and grief, and pain ; 'Twas great to speak the world from nought 'Twas greater to redeem.
543. C. M. Berridge. Sabbath Morning.... Psalm cxviii. 24. ON
N this sweet morn my
Triumphant o'er the grave!
And lives again to save.
It is my Lord's own day; ;