4 His anger is but short; his love,

which is our life, hath certain stay; Grief may continue for a night,

but joy returns with rising day! 5 Then what I vow'd in my distress,

in happier hours I now will give, And strive, that in my grateful verse

his praises may for ever live. 6 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

the blest and undivided Three, The one sole Giver of all life,

glory and praise for ever be.

HYMN XXV.

Funeral Consolations. 1 TTEAR what the voice from heaven declares

to those in Christ who die!
66 Releas'd from all their earthly cares,

“they reign with him on high."
2 Then why lament departed friends,

or shake at death's alarms? Death's but the servant Jesus sends

to call us to his arms.
3 If sin be pardon'd we're secure,

death hath no sting beside;
The law gave sin its strength and power;

but Christ, our ransom, died!
4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd,

when in the grave he lay;
And, rising thence, their hopes he rais'd

to everlasting day!
5 Then joyfully, while life we have,

to Christ, our life, we'll sing,
" Where is thy victory, O grave?
and where, O death, thy sting?"

HYMN XXVL
Christ's Commission to preach the Gospel. St. Matt.

chap. x. 1 NO forth, ye Heralds, in my name,

sweetly the Gospel trumpet sound; The glorious Jubilee proclaim,

where'er the human race is found. 2 The joyful news to all impart,

and teach them where salvation lies; With care bind up the broken heart,

and wipe the tears from weeping eyes. 3 Be wise as serpents where you go,

but harmless as the peaceful dove, And let your heaven-taught conduct show that ye're commission'd from above.

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4 Freely from me ye have receiv'd,

freely, in love, to others give;
Thus shall your doctrines be believ'd,
and, by your labours, sinners live.

HYMN XXVII.
The same Commission, from St. Mark xvi. 15, fc.

and from St. Matt. xxiii. 18, &c. 1 66 10 Go ”

“ bid the whole earth my grace receive; “ Explain to them my sacred Word,

“ bid them believe, obey, and live. 2 “ I'll make my great commission known,

" and ye shall prove my Gospel true, “ By all the works that I have done, 6 and all the wonders

ye shall do. 3 “Go heal the sick, go raise the dead,

cast out devils in my name; “ Nor let my Prophets be afraid,

“though Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme. 4 “ While thus ye follow my commands,

“ I'm with you till the world shall end; “ All power is trusted in my hands;

“I can destroy, and can defend." 5 He spake, and light shone round his head;

on a bright cloud to heaven he rode; They to the farthest nations spread

the grace of their ascended God.

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ADDITIONAL HYMNS,

SET FORTH IN

GENERAL CONVENTION, 1808.

HYMN XXVIII.

ADVENT. The Coming and Office of Christ. Luke iv. 18, 19. 1 HA TARK! the glad sound, the Saviour comes,

the Saviour promised long! Let every heart prepare a throne,

and every voice a song. 2 On him the spirit, largely pour’d,

exerts his sacred fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love

his holy breast inspire. 3 He comes, the pris'ners to release,

in Satan's bondage held,

The gates of brass before him burst,

the iron fetters yield. 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice

to clear the mental ray; And on the eyes oppress'd with night,

to pour celestial day. 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,

the bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of his grace, t' enrich the humble

poor. 6 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace,

thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring with thy beloved name.

HYMN XXIX.

EPIPHANY. The Blessedness of Gospel Times; or, the Revela

tion of Christ to Jews and Gentiles. Isa. y. 2,

7---10. Matt, xiii. 16, 17. 1 OW

beauteous are their feet who stand on Zion's hill; Who bring salvation on their tongues,

and words of peace reveal! 2 How charming is their voice!

how sweet their tidings are!
Zion, behold thy Saviour-King,

“ he reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears

that hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for,

and sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes

that see this heavenly light! Prophets and kings desired it long,

but died without the sight! 5 The watchmen join their voice,

and tuneful notes employ, Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,

and deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm

through all the earth abroad! Let every nation now behold their Saviour and their God.

HYMN XXX.
Christ dying, rising, and reigning.
1 E dies! the Friend of sinners dies!

Lo! Salem's daughters weep around !
A solemn darkness veils the skies!
A sudden trembling shakes the ground!

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2 Come saints, and drop a tear or two

For him who groan'd beneath your load;
He shed a thousand drops for you,

A thousand drops of richer blood!
3 Here's love and grief beyond degree;

The Lord of glory dies for men!
But lo! what sudden joys we see!

Jesus, the dead, revives again!
4 The rising God forsakes the tomb!

Up to his Father's court he flies;
Cherubic legions guard him home,

And shout him welcome to the skies !
5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell

How high our great Deliv'rer reigns;
Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell,

And led the tyrant death in chains !
6 Say, “Live for ever, glorious King,

“ Born to redeem, instruct and save!'' Then ask---" O death, where is thy sting! “ And where thy victory, O grave!

HYMN XXXI.

ASCENSION.

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Christ's Ascension. Psalm xxiv. 7. 1 UR Lord is risen from the dead,

Our Jesus is gone up on high; The powers of hell are captive led,

Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay;
“ Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
“ Ye everlasting doors, give way!

19 3 Loose all your bars of massy light,

And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims those mansions as his right,

Receive the King of Glory in.
4 “ Who is the King of Glory, who ?”

The Lord that all his foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew,

And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo! his triumphant chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay,
“ Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!

“ Ye everlasting doors, give way!"
6 “ Who is the King of Glory, who ?”

The Lord of boundless power possest,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, for ever blest!

HYMN XXXII.

PENITENTIAL.

The Penitent's Supplication. 1 THOU that hear'st when sinners cry,

Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look,

But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within,

And form my soul averse to sin:
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,

Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light,

Cast out and banish'd from thy sight;
Thine holy joys, my God, restore,

And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,
Thy help and comfort still afford

li And let a wretch come near thy throne,

To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 A broken heart, my God, my King,

Is all the sacrifice I bring;
The God of grace will ne'er despise

A broken heart for sacrifice.
6 My soul lies humbled in the dust,

And owns thy dreadful sentence just;
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,

And save the soul condemn’d to die.
7 Then will I teach the world thy ways;

Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,

And they shall praise a pard’ning God. 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue,

Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousness.

HYMN XXXIII.

PENITENTIAL.

Jer. iii. 22. Hos. xiv. 4. 1 ITOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart

has wander'd from the Lord ! How oft my roving thoughts depart,

forgetful of his word! 2 Yet sovoreign mercy calls, “ Return;!?

dear Lord, and may I come! My vile ingratitude I mourn;

O take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou; wilt thou yet forgive,

and bid my crimes remove? And shall a pardon'd rebel live

to speak thy wondrous love?

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