3 Lo! the trembling nations stand, 4 Yet to thee our joys ascend, Containing a number of Hymns not in the first Edition; principally particular metres, inserted to accommodate sundry tunes in various Collections of Music, now in use. HYMN 379. L. M. There the Wicked cease from Troubling, &c. Job iii. 17. D EATH and the grave are doleful themes Unless a Saviour's sweeter beams Dispel the gloom, and touch the string. 2 Death, awful sound! the fruit of sin, Curse and dishonor of our race; If Jesus fail to smile within, No one can look him in the face. 3 Yet, dearest Lord, when view'd in thee, 7 Thrice happy souls who're gone before, They labor, sorrow, sigh no more, HYMN 380. C. M. For if we believe that Jesus died, and rose again, even so them also who sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. 1 Thess. iv. 14. N O, never let us mourn for those, There they are freed from sin and woes, And all life's fears and storms. 2 They've reach'd their bright and bless'd abode, And sing for ever there: And, in the presence of their God, Triumphant they appear. 3 What tho' their bodies, now entomb'd, Are mould'ring into dust, A dying Jesus has perfum'd The graves of all the just. 4 Ere long the tomb shall yield its prey, When each believer there With Jesus, on that joyful day, All glorious shall appear. 5 Then with his saints, Oh, may we stand And, when in heav'n, at his right hand, HYMN 381. Sixes, Eights and Fours. The Covenant of God. HE God of Abra'm praise, Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love! By earth and heav'n confest, 2 The God of Abra'm praise, I'd all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and pow'r ; 3 The God of Abra'm praise, He calls a worm his friend! 4 He by himself hath sworn ; I shall on eagle's wings up-borne, I shall behold his face, I shall his pow'r adore; And sing the wonders of his grace For ever more! HYMN 382. C.M. The Incarnation. John i. 14. AWAKE, awake the sacred song To our incarnate Lord; Let ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue 2 That awful Word, that sov❜reign pow'r, 2 Then shone almighty pow'r and love, 4 To dwell with misery below, With rapture, then, let mortal tongues 6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due ! But could we sing as angels do, HYMN 383. Sevens. The Resurrection. 1 Cor. xv. 56. Raise your joys and triumphs high, |