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HYMN 83. P. M.

OW glory be to God, we can hear with great delight,

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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.

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HYMN 84 S. M.

Pro the Redeemer's name!

REPARE a thankful song

His praises should employ each tongue,
And every heart inflame!

He laid his glory by,

And dreadful pains endured,
That rebels such as you and I,
From wrath might be secured.

3 Upon the cross he died,

Our debt of sin to pay :
The blood and water from his side
Wash guilt and filth away.

4 And now he pleading stands
For us before the throne,

And answers all the law's demands,
With what himself hath done.

5 The Holy Ghost he sends,

Our stubborn souls to move;
To make his enemies his friends,
And conquer them by love.

6 The world and Satan rage,
But he their power controls;
His wisdom, love, and truth, engage
Protection for our souls.

7 Though press'd, we will not yield,
But shall prevail at length;
For Jesus is our sun and shield,
Our righteousness and strength.
8 Assured that Christ our king
Will put our foes to flight,
We on the field of battle sing,
And triumph while we fight.
HYMN 85. P. M.

OW happy every child of grace,
The soul that's fill'd with joy and peaco,
That bears the fruits of righteousness,
And kept by Jesus' power;
Their trespasses are all forgiven,
They antedate the joys of heaven:
In rapturous lays

Shout the praise

Of Jesus' grace
To a lost race

Of sinners, brought to happiness
Through th' atoning blood of Jesus.

2 Satan may tempt, and hell may rage,
And all the powers of earth besiege;
Their united strength at once engage
To pluck a soul from Jesus :

The faithful soul laughs them to scorn,
He's heaven bound, he 's heaven born,
He'll watch and pray,

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!
O boasting grave! no trophy's won!
The saint triumphs through grace alone,
To praise the name of Jesus.

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At length he bids the world adieu,
With all its vanity and show-
The soul it flies
Through the skies,
To paradise,

And joins its voice,

In rapturous lays of love, to praise
The glorious name of Jesus.

4 When Gabriel's awful trump shall sound,
And rend the rocks, convulse the ground,
And swear that time is at an end,

Ye dead, arise to judgment.

See lightnings flash, and thunders roll,
The earth wrapt like a parchment scroll;
Comets blaze

Sinners raise

Dread amaze

And horrors seize,

The guilty sons of Adam's race,
Unsaved from sin by Jesus.

5 The Christian, fill'd with rapturous joy,
'Midst flaming world he mounts on high,
To meet his Saviour in the sky,

And see the face of Jesus.
Then soul and body reunite,
And fill'd with glory infinite:
Blessed day!

Christians, say

Will you pray

That we may

All join that happy company,

To praise the name of Jesus?

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HYMN 86. P. M.

OSANNA to Jesus, I'm fill'd with his
praises,

Come, oh my dear brethren, and help me to sing;
No theme is so charming, no love is so warming,
It gives joy and gladness, and comfort within.”
Hosanna is ringing; I'm happy while singing
And shouting the praises of Jesus's name;
The angels in glory repeat the glad story
Of Jesus's love, which is made known to men.

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,

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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.
And all the world with praises ring,
And give to Jesus glory.

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