HYMN 245. P. M. 1 BROTHER, thou art before us gone, and thy saintly soul is flown, Where tears are wiped from every eye, and sorrow is unknown; From the burden of the flesh, and from care and fear releas'd, Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest. 2 The toilsome way thou'st travell'd o'er, and borne the heav'y load, But Christ has taught thy languid feet to reach his blest abode; Thou'rt sleeping now, like Lazarus, upon his Father's breast, Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest. s Sin can never taint thee now, nor doubt thy faith assail, Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit fail; And there thou'rt sure to meet the good, whom on earth thou loved'st best, Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest. 4" Earth to earth," and "dust to dust," the solemn priest hath said, So we lay the turf above thee now, and seal thy narrow bed: But thy spirit, brother, soars away among the faithful blest, Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest. 5 And when the Lord shall summon us, whom thou hast left behind, May we, untainted by the world, as sure a wel come find: May each, like thee, depart in peace, to be a glorious guest, Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest 1 HYMN 246. L. M THE schools of scribes, and courts of kings, HYMN 247. P. M. THE great God of love, now hath shined from above, And hath taught us the Impartial Song; The Spirit is come and the work is begun, 2 Salvation we see, for all nations is free, The members of Christ are all one? We'll march uniform,-without fear face the storm. Ever singing the Impartial Song. 3 Thus joined in one, the good race we will run, Pressing onward in faith, without fear; Such objects pursue, as the world never knew, And never will till the gospel they hear. 4 The Spirit of God now hath taught us the road, And the comforter leads us along; The book is unseal'd, Judah's Lion takes the field, And inspires with the Impartial Song. 5 We'll mount on the wing, and with ardour we'll sing, Hallelujahs to God and the Lamb; With rapture we'll sound, o'er Immanuel's ground, What a precious Redeemer hath done. 6 O glorious days! when in raptures of praise, Join'd with seraphs in mansions above, Free grace we shall sound, through eternity's round, And our union still heighten in love. 7 Then let us be true, and our journey pursue, Toward heaven, our glorious home; Still rul'd by the word, Christ has left on record Singing glory to Jesus.-Amen. HYMN 248. L. M. WHEN swelling Jordan o'er us rolls, Should Christ his lovely presence hide, Will it not overwhelm our souls, Before we reach the Canaan side? 2 Who knows how deep the flood may be, When we our awful summons hear; Or what dark prospect we may see, When his black banners death shall rear? 3 Well, should the tyrant death display His fiercest form when we pass o'er, Our skilful guide knows all the way, From Jordan's brink, to Canaan's shore. 4 Yes, the Redeemer once was dead! And, when he pass'd the gloomy grave, Death's blackest waves roll'd o'er his head, That we might know his power to save. 5 Jesus has conquered death for us, 1 When his dark mansions he pass'd through He to a blessing turn'd the curse, And we shall triumph o'er him too. HYMN 249. P. M. HAIL, happy believer in Jesus! Tho' all things around thee may frown, At present whatever thy case is, This know, thou art born to a crown 2 O envy not those who aspire In splendor and honor to live; When their's is all burnt up with fire, No longer for trifles now care; Thy kingdom above never ceases, And Jesus will soon call thee there. HYMN 250. C. M. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Emmanuel's veins: 2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Till all the ransom'd church of God 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song, When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue Lies silent in the grave. 6 Lord, I believe thou hast prepar'd For me a blood-bought free reward, 7 'Tis strung, and tun'd for endless years, HYMN 251. P. M. Hallelujah. HARK the song of Jubilee; Lond as mighty thunders roar, Or the fulness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore; Hallelujah! for the Lord, Gomnipotent, shall reign; Hallelujah! let the word Echo round the earth and main. Sheathed his sword: He speaks-'tis done, And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole He shall reign, when like a scroll God in Christ, is all in all. HYMN 252. S. M. The Church militant learning the Churce trium 1 SING phant's Song. ING we the song of those who stand Of every kindred, clime, and land, A multitude unknown. 2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here; Our Saviour and his flock, appear 3 Toil, trial, suffering, still await, Blessing and honour to obtain, 5 Worthy the Lamb, on earth we sing Henceforth, O Death! where is thy sting |