2

3

4

Praise. Psa. lxviii. 4. ciii. 1, 4.

AWAKE, and sing the song

Of Moses and the Lamb

Wake ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name.

Sing of his dying love;
Sing of his rising pow'r ;
Sing how he intercedes above,
For those whose sins he bore.

Sing on your heavenly way,
Ye ransom'd sinners, sing ;
Sing on, rejoicing ev'ry day,
In Christ th' eternal king.

Soon shall ye hear him say,
"Ye blessed children come;"
Soon will be call you hence away,
And take the wand'rers home.

WESLEY'S Coll.

HYMN 492. L. M.

Image of the Invisible. Heb. i. 3.

Now, in the face of Jesus, we

God's brightest form of glory see;
Beaming with mild and heavenly rays,
He all his Father's grace displays.

2 Blest image of th' eternal God,
Here his rich glories shine abroad;
With a resplendent lustre shine
His pow'r, his truth, and love divine.
3 Of all creation the first born;

Of all that heaven's bright courts adorn,
He
le as a Prince and Sov'reign reigns,
Almighty pow'r his throne sustains.
4 It pleas'd th' eternal Fulness well,
In Christ the Lord alone to dwell;
From this rich Fountain freely flows
Complete relief for all our woes.

PEACOCK.

HYMN 494. C. M.

Begotten again unto a lively Hope. 1 Pet. i. 3, 4. 2 Cor. v. 1. Rom. viii. 24, 25.

LESS'D be the everlasting God,

The Father of our Lord:

Be his abounding mercy prais'd,

His Majesty ador'd.

2 When from the dead he rais'd his Son,
And call'd him to the sky,
He gave our souls a lively hope
That they should never die.
3 There's an inheritance divine
Reserv'd against that day;
"Tis uncorrupted, undefil'd,
And cannot waste away.

4 Saints by the power of God are kept,
Till the salvation come :

We walk by faith, as strangers here,
Till Christ shall call us home.

WH

HYMN 495.

For a Fast Day.

WATTS.

C. M.

HEN Abra'm, full of sacred awe,
Before Jehovah stood,

And, with an humble, fervent prayer,

For guilty Sodom su'd ;

2 With what success, what wondrous grace,
Was his petition crown'd!

The Lord would spare, if in the place
Ten righteous men were found.

3 And could a single pious soul

So rich a boon obtain ?

Good God! and shall a nation cry,
And plead with thee in vain?

4 Our country, guilty as she is,
Her num'rous saints can boast;

See their united prayers ascend;
And shall these prayers be lost?
5 Are not the righteous dear to thee
Now, as in ancient times?

Or does this sinful land exceed
Gomorrah in her crimes?

6 Still we are thine, we bear thy name,
Here yet is thine abode :

Long has thy presence blest our land
Forsake us not, O God!

7 O may our people, rulers, priests,
Thy choicest blessings share ;
And know thee by that glorious name,
"The God who heareth pray'r!"

;

West Boston Coll.

HYMN 496. L. M.

Before Sermon. 1 Pet. iv. 11. 1 Chron. xvi. 29.

NOME worship at our Father's feet;

COME

See, in his face, what wonders meet !

Words are too feeble to express

His worth, his glory, or his grace.

2 When shall we climb those higher skies, Where storms and tempests never rise! Where he unveils his lovely face,

And shines and reigns the God of grace?

3 Nor earth, nor air, nor sun, nor stars, Nor heaven, his full resemblance bears; His beauties we can never trace,

Till we behold him face to face. WHITFIELD's Coll.

HYMN 497.

S. M.

Lord's Supper. Rom. xii. 4, 5.

Luke xxiv. 30, 35.

0

UR heavenly Father calls

And Christ invites us near;

With both, our friendship shall be sweet,
And our communion dear.

2

3

God pities all our griefs;
He pardons ev'ry day;

Almighty to protect our souls,
And wise to guide our way.

Jesus, our living Head,
We bless thy faithful care;
Our Advocate before the throne,
And our Forerunner there.

Here fix my roving heart!
Here wait my warmest love!
Till the communion be complete
In nobler scenes above.

HYMN 498. C. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Blessings on Him that cometh in the Name of the Lord. Luke

xiii. 35.

JOW blessing, honour, glory, praise

NOV

By angel hosts are sung;

The saints below their voices raise

And join the heav'nly throng.

2 Ador'd be he who comes to bless
The nations with his love;
To shew his truth and righteousness,
And ev'ry cloud remove.
3 Blessed be he who comes to reign
In Zion's happy land:

Jerusalem is built again,

And shall forever stand.

4 No more this kingdom shall decay,
No more the temple fall;

Here Jesus reigns with boundless sway,
The King and Lord of all.

HYMN 499. Hallelujah Metre.

The Resurrection.

MY life's a shade, my days

Apace to death decline ;

My Lord is life, he'll raise
My dust again, e’en mine :

PROUD.

2

3

Sweet truth to me, I shall arise,
And with these eyes my Saviour see.

My peaceful grave shall keep
My bones till that sweet day

I wake from my long sleep,

And leave my

bed of clay,

Sweet truth, &c.

My Lord his angels shall
Their golden trumpets sound;

At whose most welcome call
My grave shall be unbound.
Sweet truth, &c.

4 I said some times with tears,
66 Ah me, I'm loth to die !"
Lord, silence thou those fears,
My life's with thee on high.
Sweet truth, &c.

5

What means my trembling heart,
To be thus shy of death?

My life and I sha'n't part,
Though I resign my breath.
Sweet truth, &c.

HYMN 500. L. M.

The Heavenly Bridegroom. Psa. xxiv. 7 to 10.
NOME in, thou blessed, honour'd Lord,
By earth, by heav'n, by all ador'd;
We hail thee welcome; take thy throne,
And in thy Zion reign alone.

2 Our only Lord and God thou art,
Reign thou the sov'reign of the heart!
Thou King of glory, ever bless'd,
By angels and by men confess'd.

3 Enter thy church, thou Lord divine,
And be the kingdom ever thine!