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He speaks, and eternity, fill'd with his voice,
SECOND PART. 1 His vestments of righteousness who shall de
scribe? Its purity words would defile; The leav'ns from his presence fresh beauties
And earth is made rich by his smile. 2 Such is my beloved, in excellence bright,
When pleas'd he looks down from above; Like the morn when he breathes from the
chambers of light,
And comforts his people with love. 3 But when arm'd with vengeance, in terror he
comes, The nations rebellious to tame, The reins of Omnipotent Power he assumes,
And rides in a chariot of flame. 4 A two-edged sword from his mouth is ues forth,
Bright quivers of fire are his eyes; He speaks, and black tempests are sten in the
And storms from their caverns arise. 5 Ten thousand destructions, that wait for his
word, And ride on the wings of his breath, Fly swift as the wind at the nod of their Lord,
And deal out the arrows of death. 6 His cloud-bursting thunders their voicés resound,
Through all the vast regions on high; 'Till from the deep centre loud echoes rebound,
And meet the quick flame in the sky. 7 The portals of heaven at his bidding obey,
And expand ere his banners appear; Earth trenibles beneath, tiil her mountains give
And hell shakes her fetters with fear. 8 When he treads on the clouds as the dust of his
ind grasps the big storm in his hand;
What eye the fierce glance of his anger sha!
HYMN 172. P. M.
Who deigns on earth to raise
Demands our songs of praise.
While saints adore, his name be sung.
With God our prayers prevailed,
And opposition failed.
Resound with shoutings unto grace.
To thee we dedicate,
And at thine altar wait.
Celestial love impart the fire.
O glory shine around,
T'he Jewish temple crown'd.
His truth unfold, his love record.
The sinner's conscience wound,
Of God's rich grace abound:
And grant the burdened mind relief.
Who in his temple wait,
'Tis heaven's expanding gate.
7 Then when the Judge commands,
Our souls shall soar away
To that in endless day.
HYMN 173. P. M.
Stephen's faith and spirit show
Win the day and conquer all 2 Mary's love may I possess,
Ly 's tender-heartedness
Every sinful passion fly.
David's true devotion know,
All my new-born soul inspire.
Gideon's valiant steadfast care,
That example Jesus drew;
Imitate my blessed Lord.
When its wasting lamps are dead,
Where immortal spirits reign,
HYMN 174. C. M. 10
THAT I had a faithful friend,
To tell my secrets to,
In every thing I do.
And no one pities me!
A son of misery !
Nor minds my cries nor tears: None comes to cheer me though I faint,
Nor my vast burden bears.
And feel no want or wo,
I full of sorrows go.
And murmur without end !
And is he not thy friend ?
And think their state so blest?
And Jesus is thy rest!
Compard with gospel grace ?
And thou shalt see his face !
Compared with future woes?
Compard with endless joys? 9 How soon will God withdraw the scene,
And burn the world he made!
My soul lift up thy head.
Constant and true and good;
He will be with thee to the end,
And bring thee safe to God.
When will thy sighs be o'er ?
HYMN 175. P. M.
and hell. 2 But in this situation behold the promise made, The seed of mortal woman shall bruise the ser.
pent's head, Destroy the works of darkness, that man should
only feel The malice of the serpent a raging at his heel. 3 Oh, these words, were all spoken in spirit and in
truth; In types and darkest shadows the Saviour was set
forth, And sacrifice and offerings all on the altaf slain, Yet blood of bulls and heifers can ne'er remove
the stain. 4 At the appointed time then Jesus did appear,
Assum'd a fleshy body, and did more than a seer. He kept the law in our stead, and suffered on the
tree, He answered all the law's demands, and paid the
penalty. 5 With piercing thorns they crown'd, and nail'd
him to the tree, All nature mourn'd and trembled to hear his
agony. But Justice cried against him, Come, pay in
sinners' stead, For man you've undertaken, and you must be