Come, at the mer-cy seat fer-vent-ly kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, guish, Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure; "Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure." RESPONSE. Author of holiness! source of salvation! Thou art our fathers' God-thou art our stay! Bringing our grateful hearts in adoration, Here we will praise thee, and here we will pray. 26 CORYDON. 8s. 7 #6 4 A way with our sor-row and fear, We soon shall re- cov- er our home; The ci - ty of peace shall appear, The day of deliver-ance come! From earth we shall quickly remove, And mount to the hap-py -bode, The house of our Father a-bove, The palace of angels and God. By faith we already behold That lovely Jerusalem here; Her walls are of jasper and gold, As crystal her buildings are clear: Immovably founded in grace, She stands, as she ever hath stood, And brightly her Builder displays, And flames with the glory of God No need of the sun in that day, Which never is followed by night, Where Christ doth his brightness disA pure and a permanent light; [play The Lamb is their light and their sun; And, lo! by reflection they shine, With Jesus ineffably one, And bright in effulgence divine! ALL 'S WELL. What's this that steals, that steals up- on my frame, That soon will quench, will quench this vi-tal flame, Weep not, my friends, my friends, weep not for me, My sins are pardoned, pardoned, I am free. There's not a cloud that doth arise, Continued. Tune, tune your harps, your harps ye saints in glory, I will rehearse, rehearse the pleasing story Bright angels are from glory come, They're round my bed, they're in my room, All is well, All is well. Hark! hark! my Lord, my Lord and Master calls me, I soon shall see, shall see his face in glory, Farewell, dear friends, adieu, adieu! Hail, hail, all hail! all hail, ye blood-washed throng, All, all is peace and joy divine, All is well, All is well. RESPONSES. 1 What sound is this? a song, thro' heaven resounding, And now from earth, I hear the song rebounding, Yes, while adoring hosts proclaim 2 This song repeat, repeat ye saints in glory, And saints on earth shout back the pleasing story, In this let earth and heav'n agree, God is love! God is love! 8 Creation speaks, with thousand tongues proclaiming, And Providence unites her voice, exclaiming, But let the burdened sinner hear The Gospel, sounding high and clear 29 |