6 And when the archangel the trumpet shall sound,
And awake all the dead that sleep under the ground,
The sound of that trumpet will bid you arise,
To meet your redemption with joy and surprise.
7 O then loving Jesus our souls will receive,
From bonds of corruption our bodies relieve,
Then we shall be perfect and we shall be free,
We'll sing of redemption wherever we be.
8 Redeemed from sin and redeemed from death,
Redeem'd from corruption, redeem'd from the earth,
Redeem'd from damnation, redeem'd from all woe,
We'll sing of redemption wherever we go.
9 Redeemed from sin and redeem'd from distress,
The fruits of redemption no tongue can express,
Redemption be ascribed to Jesus's love,
We'll sing of redemption in the heavens above.
AREWELL my brethren in the Lord,
The gospel sounds a jubilee :
My stam'ring tongue shall sound aloud,
From land to land, from sea to sea;
And as I preach from place to place,
I'll trust alone in God's free grace.
2 Farewell in bonds, and union dear;
Like strings you twine about my heart;
I humbly beg your earnest pray❜r,
Till we shall meet no more to part➡
Till we shall meet in worlds above,
Encircled in eternal love.
3 Farewell my earthly friends below, Tho' all so kind and dear to me ;
My Jesus calls and I must go
To sound the gospel jubilee-
To sound the joys, and bear the news,
To Gentile worlds and royal Jews.
4 Farewell young people one and all;
While God shall grant me breath to breathe, I'll pray to the e'ernal all,
That your dear souls in Christ may live-
That your dear souls prepar'd may be,
To reign in bliss eternally!
5 Farewell to all below the sun;
And as I pass in tears below,
The path is strait my feet shall run;
And God will keep me as I go—.
And God will keep me in his hand,
And bring me to the promis'd land.
6 Farewell, farewell! I look above;
Jesus my friend to thee I call;
My joy, my crown, my only love,
My safeguard here, my heav'nly all,
My theme to preach, my song to sing,
My only joy till death-amen.
HYMN 3. L. M.
The Hiding-place.
HAIL, Sov'reign love that first began,
The scheme to rescue fallen man :
Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace,
That gave my soul a hiding-place!
2 Against the God, that built the sky,
I fought with hands uplifted high :
Despis'd the mansions of his grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding place.
3 Enrapt in dark Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more than light;
Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding-place!
4 But lo! th' eternal council rang,
Almighty love arrest the man ;
I felt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding-place.
5 Vindictive justice stood in view,
To Sinai's fi'ry mount I flew ;
But justice cri'd with frowning face,
This mountain is no hiding-place!
6 But lo! a heav'nly voice I heard,
And mercy's angel soon appear'd ;
He led me on a pleasing pace,
To Jesus Christ, my hiding-place.
7 Should sev'n fold storms of vengeance roll,
And shake the globe from pole to pole;
No thunder-bolts should daunt my face,
For Jesus is my hiding-place.
8 On him Almighty vengeance fell,
Which must have sunk a world to hell:
He bore it for his chosen race,
And thus become their hiding-place.
9 A few more rolling suns at most,
Shall land me on fair Canaan's coast;
Where I shall sing the song of grace,
And see my glorious hiding-place!
A warning to sinners, to flee from the wrath to come.
HEN pity prompts me to look round
Upon this fellow clay;
See men reject the gospel sound,
Good God! what shall I say?
2 My bowels yearn for dying men,
Doom'd to eternal woe, ;
Fain would I speak, but 'tis in vain,
If God does not speak too.
3 O! sinners, sinners wont you hear, When in God's name I come? Upon your peril don't forbear,
Lest hell should be your doom.
4 Now is the time, th' accepted hour,
O! sinners come away;
The Saviour's knocking at your door,
Arise without delay.
5 O! don't refuse to give him room,
Lest mercy should withdraw;
He'll then in robes of vengeance come
To execute his law.
6 Then where, poor mortals, will
If destitute of grace,
When you your injur'd judge shall see, And stand before his face?
7 O! could you shun that dreadful sight, How would you wish to fly
To the dark shades of endless night,
From that all searching eye?
8 But death and hell must all appear,
And you among them stand;
Before the great impartial bar,
Arraign'd at Christ's left hand."
9 No yearning bowels, pity then>
Shall not affect my heart;
No, I shall surely say amen
When Christ bids you depart.
10 Let not these warnings be in vain,
But lend a listʼning ear,
Lest you should meet them all again,
When wrapt in keen despair.
HYMN 5. C. M.
The sufferings of Christ..
WAKE, arise, O saints and view
The load of sin and shame,
Transfer'd from you an heir of hell,...
Upon the lovely Lamb..
2. A load so great it made him groan,
It must have sunk us low;
Low as the dreadful deeps of hell,
In that abyss of woe.
3 Behold the streams of sweat he sweat,
For us great drops of blood;
Blood running down from every pore,
Which rais'd a mighty flood,
4 A flood to float our souls away,
From welt'ring reafs of fire,
The pointed steel did reach his heart,
To swell this ocean higher.
5 The racking cross on which he lay,
A painful tort'ring bed;
A thorny pillow was prepar'd,
On which he lean'd his head.
6 The sun his light refus'd to give, Night's sable wings unfurl'd;
Jesus the Saviour fell asleep,
While earthquakes rockid the world.
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