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5

No relish can afford;

No joy can be compar'd with this,

To serve and please the Lord.
To thee I'll lift my hands,

And praise thee whilst I live;
Not the gay scenes of time and sense
Such pure delight can give.

Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies ;

And on thy watchful providence

Jesus crowned Lord of all. Isa. xi. 10. Hab. ii. 14. Rom.xi.25,26.

ALL hail the power of Jesus' name!

Let angels prostrate fall!

Bring forth the royal diadem,
And own him Lord of all.

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small;
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And own him Lord of all.
3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go-spread your trophies at his feet,
And own him Lord of all.

4 Babes, men, and sires, who know his love,
Who feel your sin and thrall,

Now joy with all the hosts above,
And own him Lord of all.

5 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,

To him all majesty ascribe,
And own him Lord of all.

6 O that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And own him Lord of all.

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HYMN 77. C. M.

The times of refreshing. Isa. xxv. 6. Exod. xxxi. 17. Isa. xi. 9.

N Zion, his most holy mount,

ON

God will a feast prepare;

And Israel's sons, and Gentile lands,
Shall in the banquet share.

2 Marrow and fatness are the food,
His bounteous hand bestows:
Wine on the lees, and well refin'd,
Iu rich abundance flows.

3 See to the vilest of the vile
A free acceptance given !
See rebels, by adopting grace,
Sit with the heirs of heaven!

4 The pain'd, the sick, the dying now
To ease and health restor❜d,
With eager appetites partake
The plenties of the board.

5 But O what draughts of bliss unknown,
What dainties shall be given,
When, with the myriads round the throne,
We join the feast of heaven.

6 There joys immeasurably hight
Shall overflow the soul,

And springs of life, that never dry,

In thousand channels roll.

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HYMN 78. L. M.

The great Jubilee of Eternity.

Let

Numb. x. 10.

Isa. xxvii. 13.

Zech. x. 14, 16, 17. 1 Thes. iv. 16. 1 Cor. xv. 23.
OUD let the tuneful trumpet sound,
And spread the joyful tidings round:
every soul with transport hear,

And hail the Lord's accepted year.

2 Ye debtors, whom he gives to know,
That you ten thousand talents owe,
When humbled at his feet you fall,
Your gracious God forgives them all.
3 Slaves that have borne the heavy chain,
Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign,
To liberty assert your claim,

And urge the great

Redeemer's name.

4 The rich inheritance of heaven,

Your joy, your boast, is freely giv❜n ;
Fair Salem your arrival waits,
With golden streets and pearly gates.
5 Her blest inhabitants no more
Bondage and poverty deplore ;
No debt, but love immensely great,
The joy still rises with the debt.

6 O happy souls, that know the sound!
Celestial light their steps surround,
And shew the jubilee begun,

Which through eternal years shall run.

Doddridge.

AWAKE, our souls, and bless his name,

Whose mercies never fail ;

Who opens wide a door of hope
In Achor's gloomy vale.

2 Behold the portal wide display'd,
The building strong and fair;
Within are pastures fresh and green,
And living streams are there.

3 Enter, my soul, with cheerful baste,
For Jesus is the door;'
Nor fear the serpent's wily arts,
Nor fear the lion's roar.

4 O, may thy grace the nations lead,
And Jews and Gentiles come,

All trav'iling through one beauteous gate
To one eternal home!

DODDRIDGE.

HYMN 80. L. M.

Glory and Grace in Immanuel. 1 Cor.i.31. 2 Cor. x.17. Isa.xlv.25.

Now

song !

Lord a noble
to the
Awake, my soul! awake, my tongue!

Hosanna to th' eternal Name,

And all his boundless love proclaim.

2 See where it shines in Jesus' face,
The brightest image of his grace:
God, in the person of his Son,
Has all his mightiest works outdone.

3 The spacious earth, and spreading flood,
Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God,
And thy rich glories from afar

Sparkle in every rolling star :

4 But in his looks a glory stands,
The noblest labour of thine hands:
The pleasing lustre of his eyes
Outshines the wonders of the skies.

5 Grace! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme;
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name!
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound;
Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground!

6 Oh may

I live to reach the place

Where he unveils his lovely face;
Where all his beauties you behold,

And sing his name to harps of gold!

WATTS.

HYMN 81. C. M.

Kingdom of Christ. Rem. xi. 15. Psa.lxxxix. 29. Zech. ix. 10.

LO! what a glorious sight appears

To our believing eyes!

The earth and seas are pass'd away,
And the old rolling skies.

2 From the third heaven, where God resides,
That holy, happy place,

The New-Jerusalem comes down,
Adorn'd with shining grace.

3 Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright armies sing,
Mortals, behold the sacred seat
Of our descending King."

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4 The God of glory down to men
Removes his blest abode;

Men, the dear objects of his grace,
And he, the loving God.

5 His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye,

And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself shall die.

6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long!
Shall this bright hour delay ?

Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the welcome day.

HYMN 82. C. M.

WATTS.

High Priest, Merciful and Faithful, Heb. ii. 17. vii. 27.

WITH joy we meditate the

grace

Of our High Priest above;

His heart is made of tenderness,

His bowels melt with love.
2 Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame,

He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.

3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,
The great Redeemer stood,
While Satan's fiery darts he bore,
And did resist to blood.

4 He, in the days of feeble flesh,
Pour'd out his cries and tears,