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7 But anthems dwell upon my tongue,
HYMN 130. Sevens.
H Ravish'd from our wishful eyes,
There we shall with thee remain, Partners of thine endless reign, There thy face unclouded see, Find a heav'n of heav'ns in thee.
HYMN 131. Sevens. Christ's Triumphant Ascension. TESUS, our triumphant head,
Ris'n victorious from the dead, To the realms of glory's gone, To ascend his rightful throne. 2 Cherubs on the conqu’ror gaze, Seraphs glow with brighter blaze ; Each bright order of the sky, Hails him as he passes by! 3 Saints the glorious triumph meet; See their garments at his feet! By his scars his toils are view'd, And his garments roll'd in blood ! 4 Heav'n its king congratulates, Opens wide her golden gates ; Angels, songs of vict'ry bring, All the blissful regions ring. 5 Sinners, join the heav'nly pow'rs, For redemption all is ours : None but burden'd sinners prove Blood-bought pardon, dying love. 6 Hail! thou dear, thou worthy Lord ! Holy Lamb ! Incarnate Word! Hail ! thou suff’ring Son of God! Take the trophies of thy bloodi
HYMN 132. L. M. Hope Encouraged by a view of the Divine Perfec
tion. 1 Sam. xxx. 6. W HY sinks my weak, desponding mind?
W Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh? Can sov'reign goodness be unkind ? And I not safe when God is nigh ? 2 He holds all nature in his hand; That gracious hand on which I live, Does life, and time, and deati command, And has immortal joys to give. 3 'Tis he supports this fainting frame, On him alone my hopes recline; The wond'rous glories of his name, How wide they spread, how bright they shine,! 4 Infinite wisdom! boundless pow'r! Unchanging faithfulness and love! Here let me trust, while I adore, And from my refuge ne'er reirove, 5 My God, if thou art mine indeed, Then I have all iny heart can crave; A present help in times of need, Still kind to hear and strong to save. 6 Forgive my doubts, O gracious Lord, And ease the sorrows of my breast; Speak to my heart the healing word, That thou art mine--and I am blest.
HYMN 133. C. M.
A Penitent Pleading for Mercyj. TORD, at thy feet, we sinners, lie,
1 And knock at mercy's door; With heavy heart and downicast eye,
Thy favor we implore.
2 [On us, the vast extent display
Of thy forgiving love ; Take all our heinous guilt away, - This heavy load remove. 3 We sink, with all this weight, oppres'd,
Sink down to death and hell ; Oh, give our troubled spirit rest,
Our num'rous fears dispel.] 4 'Tis mercy, mercy we implore,
We would thy bowels move ; Thy grace is an exhaustless store,
And thou thyself art love.
Our many sins forgive,
And breaking, soon relieve. 6 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend,
And thy dominion own; Nor let a rival more pretend To re-possess thy throne.
HYMN 134. Sevens. Rejoicing in Hope. Isaiah xxxv. 10.
Luke xii. 32.
U As ye journey, sweetly sing i
There your seats are now prepar'd,
HYMN 135. L. M.
Return of Joy. W HEN darkness long has veil'd my mind,
W And smiling day once more appears ; Then, my Redeemer, then I find, The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 I chide my unbelieving heart, And blush that I should ever be So prone to act a sinful part, And stlll indulge distrust of thee. 3 Oh! let me then at length be taught What I am still so slow to learn : That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ! But when my faith is sharply try'd, I find myself a learner yet, Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But, O my Lord, one look from thee Subdues the disobedient will; Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious worm is still