1 HYMN 83. P. M. OW glory be to God, we can hear with great delight, Νο The preachers of the gospel, who preach with all their might; They explain the Holy Scriptures, the word of the Lord, And power divine attends it right to the sinner's heart. 2 While many have been disputing about an outward form, The Lord sent forth preachers to sound the great alarm; Repent and be converted, O! sinners, sinners turn, Or else in the wrath of God you will for ever burn. 3 And now this glorious news is heard, all the plains around, The mountains and valleys reverberate the sound, And thousands in America, at present do rejoice, That they were so greatly favour'd to hear the bridegroom's voice. 40! come my loving Christians and let us fol low on, And still pray to God for the itinerant men, That God may keep them faithful, and give them wisdom too, That with singleness of heart they may force their passage through. 5 O! come my loving brethren, with wonder now look on, And see what a mighty work our Jesus has done. The multitudes are thronging, our churches are too small, We'll repair to Camp-meeting, for the grove will hold us all. 6 How pleasant is the sight to see Israel's tents around, And many a precious soul lay prostrate on the ground; While others are a shouting the praises of the Lord, And sinners are awakened by the Spirit's twoedg'd sword. 7 The Pharisees and Formalists look on and stand amazed, They wonder what's the matter with the shouting Methodists;-- But if they would repent, and believe in the Lord, They also would go shouting and praising their God. 8 Now glory be to God, there is glory in my soul; if I had a trumpet's voice I'd sound from pole to pole, That Israel's God is reigning throughout this happy land, And thousands of precious souls do bow at his command. # HYMN 84 S. M. Pro the Redeemer's name! REPARE a thankful song His praises should employ each tongue, He laid his glory by, And dreadful pains endured, 3 Upon the cross he died, Our debt of sin to pay : 4 And now he pleading stands And answers all the law's demands, 5 The Holy Ghost he sends, Our stubborn souls to move; 6 The world and Satan rage, 7 Though press'd, we will not yield, OW happy every child of grace, Shout the praise Of Jesus' grace Of sinners, brought to happiness 2 Satan may tempt, and hell may rage, The faithful soul laughs them to scorn, Night and day, Fight his way, Win the day, And all his enemies dismay, Through the mighty name of Jesus. 3 Oh monster death, thy sting is drawn! F 4 At length he bids the world adieu, And joins its voice, In rapturous lays of love, to praise 4 When Gabriel's awful trump shall sound, Ye dead, arise to judgment. See lightnings flash, and thunders roll, Sinners raise Dread amaze And horrors seize, The guilty sons of Adam's race, 5 The Christian, fill'd with rapturous joy, And see the face of Jesus. Christians, say Will you pray That we may All join that happy company, To praise the name of Jesus? H HYMN 86. P. M. OSANNA to Jesus, I'm fill'd with his Come, oh my dear brethren, and help me to sing; 3 Hosarna to Jesus, who died to redeem us, I'll serve him and love him wherever I go, He's now gone to heaven, the spirit he's given To quicken and comfort his children below. 4 Hosanna for ever, his grace like a river, Is rising and spreading all over the land: His love is unbounded, to,all it 's extended, And sinners are feeling the heavenly flame. 5 Hosanna to Jesus! my soul how it pleases To see sinners falling and crying to God: Then shouting and praising, they cry, amazing, ""Tis We've found peace and pardon in Jesus's blood," 6 Hosanna is ringing, hark how they are singing "All glory to Jesus, we 've tasted his love." The kingdom of heaven to mortals is given, And rolls through my soul from the mansions above. 7 Hosanna to Jesus! my soul feels him precious; In bright beams of glory, he comes from above. My heart is now glowing, I feel his love flow. ing: I'm sure that my Jesus I really do love. 8 Hosanna is ringing, the saints now are singing, And marching to glory in bright royal bands: Come on, my dear brethren, let us press towards heaven, For Jesus invites us with crowns in his hands. 9 Hosanna to Jesus! my soul sweetly rises, I'll soon be transported to a happier clime, Where I shall see Jesus, and dwell in his pre sence, And with him in glory eternally shine. HYMN 87. P. M. 'R Let all prepare to take him in; EJOICE, my friends, the Lord is King, Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing. |