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O let thy favour crown our days,
2 With thee let every week begin;
3 Thus cheer us through this desert road,
HYMN. L. M.
1 ETERNITY is just at hand,
To guilty souls a dreadful wound!
3 Be this my chief, my only care
My high pursuit-my ardent pray'rAn interest in the Saviour's blood, My pardon seal'd, and peace with God. 4 But should my brightest hopes be vain; The rising doubts how sharp their pain! My fears, O gracious God, remove, Confirm my title to thy love.
5 Search, Lord-O search my inmost heart,
HYMN. C. M.
155 Triumph over Death in Hope of the Resurrection.
1 GREAT God, I own thy sentence just, And nature must decay;
I yield my body to the dust,
2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave,
And death, the last of all his foes,
4 Then shall I see thy lovely face
HYMN. S. M.
156 Hope of the Resurrection.
1 AND must this body die?
2 God, my Redeemer, lives,
And frequent from the skies,
3 Array'd in glorious grace
Shall these vile bodies shine,
4 These lively hopes we owe
5 Accept, O Lord, the praise
Of these our humble songs,
HYMN. 8's, 7's, and 4's.
I LO! he comes, with clouds descending, Once for favour'd sinners slain!
Thousand, thousand saints, attending,
Jesus comes-and comes to reign.
2 Every eye shall now behold him,
Shall the true Messiah see!
3 When the solemn trump has sounded, Heav'n and earth shall flee away; All who hate him must, confounded, Hear the summons of that day"Come to judgment!Come to judgment!-come away." 4 Yea, amen!-let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne! Saviour, take the pow'r and glory: Make thy righteous sentence known! O come quickly
Claim the kingdom for thine own!
1 HARK!-that shout of rapt'rous joy, Bursting forth from yonder cloud! Jesus comes!—and through the sky, Angels tell their joy aloud.
2 Hark! the trumpet's awful voice Sounds abroad through sea and land; Let his people now rejoice!
Their redemption is at hand. 3 See! the Lord appears in view;
Heav'n and earth before him fly!
Rise to meet him in the sky.
159 HYMN. 8's, 7's, and 4's.
1 DAY of judgment-day of wonders!
Will the sinner's heart confound!
2 See the Judge our nature wearing,
Own me in that day for thine!
3 At his call the dead awaken,
Rise to life from earth and sea;
What will then become of thee?
4 But to those who have confessed,
Loved and served the Lord below!
He will say, "Come near, ye blessed,
Shall my love and glory know."
HYMN. C. M.
160 Banishment from God intolerable.
1 THAT awful day will surely come, Th' appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test.
2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joysThou Sov'reign of my heartHow could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the word-" Depart." 3 O wretched state of deep despair, To see my God remove,
And fix my doleful station where
Oh! tell me that my worthless name
Show me some promise in thy book,
HYMN. S. M.
1 OH, where shall rest be found,
2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
3 Beyond this vale of tears
HYMN. C. M.
162 The Peace and Repose of Heaven.
1 THERE is an hour of hallow'd peace For those with cares opprest,
Where sighs and sorr'wing tears shall cease, And all be hush'd to rest:
'Tis then the soul is freed from fears
And doubts which here annoy; Then they that oft had sown in tears, Shall reap again in joy.
2 There is a home of sweet repose,
There purity with love appears,