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2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine Arise, and struggle into light;
eyes;
The great Deliverer calls, Arise!
3 Shake off the bands of sad despair;
Zion, assert thy liberty;
Look up, thy broken heart prepare,
And God shall set the captive free. 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace,
Be purged from every sinful stain;
Be like your Lord, his word embrace,
Nor bear his hallowed name in vain.
Charles Wesley.
CAPTIVITY.
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2 To each the soul of each how dear!
What tender love! what holy fear!
How does the generous flame within
Refine from earth and cleanse from sin!
3 Their streaming eyes together flow For human guilt and human woe;
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1 TRIUMPHANT Zion, lift thy head
From dust, from darkness, and the dead!
Though humbled long, awake at length,
And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength.
2 Put all thy beauteous garments on,
And let thy excellence be known;
Decked in the robes of righteousness,
Thy glories shall the world confess.
3 God, from on high, has heard thy prayer,
His hand thy ruin shall repair,
Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease
To guard thee in eternal peace.
Philip Doddridge.
THOMAS HASTINGS.
L. M.
4 Together oft they seek the place T
Where God reveals his shining face;
How high, how strong, their raptures swell
There's none but kindred souls can tell.
Anna Barb
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1. How sweet, how heavenly is the sight When those that
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2 When each can feel his brother's sigh,
And with him bear a part;
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart.
and pride,
3 When free from envy, scorn,
Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother's failings hide,
And show a brother's love.
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er's peace de-light, And thus fulfill
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1. Our God is love, and all his saints His im
5 No more a lily among thorns,
Weary and faint and few;
But countless as the stars of heaven,
Or as the early dew.
6 Then entering the eternal halls
In robes of victory,
That mighty multitude shall keep
The joyous jubilee.
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10, it is joy for those to meet
Whom one communion blends,
Council to hold in converse sweet,
And talk as Christian friends.
2 'Tis joy to think the angel train,
Who in heaven's temple shine,
To seek our earthly temples deign,
And in our anthems join.
3 But chief 't is joy to think that He
To whom his church is dear,
Delights her gathered flock to see,
Her joint devotions hear.
3 Not many rich or noble ones,
Not many great or wise;
They whom God makes his kings and
priests
Are poor in human eyes.
4 But the chief Shepherd comes at length, 5 And if on earth a scene like this
Their feeble days are o'er,
No more a handful in the earth,
Our mortal love inspires, "Twill be more sweet to taste the bliss Of heaven's pure desires.
A little flock no more.
4 Then who would choose to walk abroad,
While here such joys are given?
"This is indeed the house of God,
And this the gate of heaven!"
3 When we think how much our Father
Has forgiven and does forgive,
Brethren, we should learn the rather
Free from wrath and strife to live,
Far removing
All that might offend or grieve.
4 Then let each esteem his brother
Better than himself to be;
And let each prefer another,
Full of love, from envy free;
Happy are we
When in this we all agree.
In the bonds of love and peace; Hope and joy and love
in
crease.
3 In the furnace God may prove thee,
Thence to bring thee forth more bright,
But can never cease to love thee;
Thou art precious in his sight:
God is with thee,
God, thine everlasting light.
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[Tune, Martyn, No. 771.]
1 COME, and let us sweetly join,
Christ to praise in hymns divine;
Give we all with one accord
Glory to our common Lord;
Hands, and hearts, and voices raise,
Sing as in the ancient days,
Antedate the joys above,
Celebrate the feast of love.
2 Strive we, in affection strive,
Let the purer flame revive,
Such as in the martyrs glowed,
Dying champions for their God:
We like them may live and love;
Called we are their joys to prove,
Saved with them from future wrath,
Partners of like precious faith.
3 Sing we, then, in Jesus' name,
Now as yesterday the same;
One in every time and place,
Full of love, and truth, and grace:
We for Christ, our Master, stand,
Lights in a benighted land;
We our dying Lord confess;
We are Jesus' witnesses.
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