Rise, my soul, and haste away 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course; To rest in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, All our sorrows left below, And earth exchang'd for heaven. SING Christ's First and Second Coming. ING to the Lord, ye distant lands, His new discover'd grace demands song. 2 Say to the nations, Jesus came 3 Let heav'n proclaim the joyful day! And fields in cheerful green. 4 With pleasure lift your wond'ring eyes, Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise, 5 Behold he comes, he comes to bless The nations as their God; To show the world his righteousness, PR HYMN 174. C. M. RAISE to thee, thou great Creator, Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature, 2 For ten thousand blessings giv❜o, For the hope of future joy, Sound his praise through earth and heav'n, Sound Jehovah's praise on high. WATTS. FAWCET. HYMN 175. Tens and Elevens Metre. Jehovah reigns. JEHOVAH reigns! let ev'ry nation hear, And at his footstool bow, with holy fear: 3 He bade the struggling beams of infant light And fed the kindling flame of nature's life, 4 The sun receives the splendour of his ray, Assumes his station and creates the day; And the pale moon reflects her borrow'd light Superior o'er the shadows of the night : Ten thousand glitt'ring lamps the skies adorning, Num'rous as dew drops in a vernal morning. 5 From chaos rising, earth confess'd his pow'r: Adorn'd with ev'ry plant and ev'ry flow'r ; And issuing from the hollow of his hand The waters compass and divide the land; Seas, rivers, all their destin'd channels knowing, And in new forms eternal goodness showing. 6 The new-born earth complete in rich array, At length prepares to take her annual way, And with untarnish'd lustre as she stood; Her Maker bless'd his work, and call'd it good: The morning stars with joyful acclamation Exulting sung, and hail'd the new creation. HE HYMN 176. C. M. Christ's Second Advent. E comes! Jehovah comes to bless To shew his truth in righteousness, 2 The christian world in darkness lies, The moon and stars no longer rise, 3 But lo! the mighty God appears, On clouds behold him rise; And cheer his mourning bride. 4 Now sacred love with mildest rays In Zion's land shall rise ; The heavenly sun divinely blaze, 5 Now truth shall chace the clouds away, HYMN 177. PROUD. L. M. Jesus, the Sun of Heaven. JESUS, thou Sun of love divine, Thy rays through boundless nature shine : In thee with bright effulgence meet 4 Be darkness known on earth no more, 5 "Tis done the Sun of love appears, HYMN 178. L. M. The happy state of the Christian. As we advance in wisdom's ways, Thy love demands new songs of praise ; Our pleasures, joys, and hopes increase, 2 Our foes with weaker pow'r assail; And press with zeal towards the skies. PROUD. Look we at death? 'tis with delight; HYMN 179. Eight, Eight and Six Metre. Lord's Day Morning. "AIL, happy day, the type of rest, When all the faithful shall be bless'd, And cease from toil and pain; 2 To-day our mighty Conqueror rose, So we from ev'ry evil rise, Mount up in thought towards the skies, 3 Begone, ye ev'ry worldly care; I'll humbly wait at Jesus' feet, 4 Jesus will kindly condescend |