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6 To sinners poor, like me and you,
He saith, he'll freely give ;
The Close of the Year. ITEAVÄNLY Father, here we bless thee,
1 All thy goodness we adore ; And with humble songs address thee,
God of mercy, love and pow'r! Thou hast been our great salvation,
Through the world's deceitful maze; Through affliction and temptation,
Thou hast kept us all our days. 2 Having help from thee obtained,
Here before thee, Lord, we stand; Foes and fears thou hast restrained,
By thy gracious mighty hand; Ev'ry want bast thou supplied,
Life, and health, and needful food; Nothing has thy love denied
Which thou knew'st would do us good. 3 Put renewing love and favor,
In us wrought by sov’reign grace, Through a dear and precious Saviour,
Call for songs of loudest praise : llere our sins are all forgiven;
Here our mighty debt is paid; Here we've peace, and peace with Heaven,
Made in him our living Head. 4 lle, dear Shepherd, kindly sought us,
Strong to save us, he drew near; Hitherto his love has brought us,
And we close another year.
Pardon, Lord, our ev'ry failing;
Oh, forgive our follies past; Let thy grace be still prevailing,
Safe to bring us home at last. 5 If another year thou spare us,
Grace, and strength, and mercy give ; For thy holy will prepare us,
Whether we shall die or live.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
HYMN 400. Eights and Sixes.
To fetch thy ransom'd people home,
Be found at thy right hand ?
Tho' vilest of them all;
When thou for them shalt call!
In this th' accepted day;
Nor let me fall, I pray.
4 Let me among thy saints be found, Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound,
To see thy smiling face;
HYMN 401. C. M.
The End of the World.
Why should we fix our eyes,
And ev'ry pleasure dies ? 2 While time his sharpest teeth prepares
Our comforts to devour, There is a land above the stars,
And joys above his pow'r. 3 Nature shall be dissolv'd and die,
The sun must end his race; The earth and sea for ever fly
Before my Saviour's face. 4 When will that glorious morning rise ;
When the last trumpet sound ? And call the nations to the skies, From underneath the ground ?
HYMN 402. L. M.
A happy Resurrection.
N But with a cheerful gasp resign,
2 Let worms devour my wasting flesh,
That we may join in heav'nly joys, · And sing the triumph of the day.]
HYMN 403. C. M.
The Last Judgment. E comes! he comes ! to judge the world, IT Aloud th' archangel cries ; While thunders roll from pole to pole
· And lightnings cleave the skies.
And upward lift their eyes;
In living armies rise.
Of hosts divinely bright,
Array'd in robes of light.
His eyes a fiery flame,
And Jesus is his name.
-5 Writ on his thigh his name appears,
And scars his vict'ries tell ;
The keys of death and hell.
And at his dread cominand, Myriads of creatures round his feet
In solemn silence stand. 7 Princes, and peasants here expect
Their last, their righteous doom; The men who dar'd his grace reject,
And they who dar'd presume.
The injurd Jesus cries,
Flashes from both his eyes
With rapture in his face, Aloud his sacred lips repeat
The sentence of his grace : 10 “ Well done, my good and faithful sons,
The children of my love, Receive the sceptres, crowns, and thrones,
Prepar'd for you above.”
HOSANNAS AND DOXOLOGIES.
Who reigns on a superior throne ;