A selection of hymns, for public worship, by W. Gadsby

4 [One with Christ, our living Head,
We were each consider'd dead;
With him, too, we rose again,
And with him must ever reign.]
5 Now with pleasure we attend
To his wise and just command,
And by faith therein we view
What the Lord for us went through.

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The same.-Rom. vi. 4.

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MIGHTY King, thy power display, Give us grace to watch and pray; Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might, May we in thy ways delight. 2 For us Jesus was baptized In tremendous agonies:

Mighty vengeance, like a flood, Overwhelm'd the Lamb of God. 3 Come, ye saints, with wonder view What the Lord has done for you; View the mighty waters roll,

And break in upon his soul.

4 View the swelling floods of wrath, Sink your Saviour low as death; Grief him cover'd like a grave, When he died your souls to save. 5 Sons of God, lift up your eyes; See your slaughter'd Saviour rise; He has conquer'd death and hell; With him you shall ever dwell.

2 He invites us to this feast; Bids our souls his glories taste; And with pleasure keep in view, What he once for us went through. 3 Hear him speak, ye saved few, For this word is sent to you; You, the objects of his choice, Listen to his saving voice: 4 "This my body is, and blood; Take, receive it, as your food; But, as oft as this you do,

Keep your slaughter'd Lord in view. 5 ["View him in your wretched place, Overwhelm'd in deep disgrace: Plunged in horror's dreadful flood, The vindictive wrath of God.] "View him, and with wonder tell, He has vanquish'd death and hell; Cancell'd all your sins with blood, And will bring you home to God."

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The Lord's Supper.-Luke xxiii. 46.

BELOVED, we are come
With Christ to sympathize;
For us he has the victory won,
And we shall share the prize.
But O remember him;
View justice, arm'd with wrath;
The vengeance due to Zion's sin,
Stung Zion's Lord to death.

S. M.

3 In miseries great he sigh'd;

He groan'd; he cried; he bled;
He sunk in wrath's tremendous tide,
And, dying, bow'd his head.
Christians, repeat his love;
With solemn pleasure sing,
The bloody conflicts of your God;
The victories of your King.

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Death.

C. M.

WHAT Solemn tidings reach our ears,
How awful and how grand;

A brother landed safe from fears,
On Canaan's happy land.

2 No clouds shall now obstruct his sun,

But all be life and

peace;

With him 'tis ever, ever noon,

Nor can his joy decrease.

3 He's gone in endless bliss to dwell,
And I am left below,

To struggle with the powers of hell,
Till Jesus bids me go.

4 Though he's more happy, I'm secure; God's promise cannot fail;

O may I patiently endure

My heavenly Father's will.

5 The counsel of the Lord shall stand,
And all his will be done;

I'll therefore wait in Meshech's land,
Until he fetch me home.

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S. M.

On the Death of two Friends.

GRACE taught our friends to know
What rebels they had been;

"Twas grace redeem'd them from their woe,
And made their conscience clean.

2 Grace taught them to commune

With Christ the Lamb once slain; To hate the sins that made him mourn, And put his soul to pain.

3 Grace taught their souls to sing,

Salvation through his blood;

Through grace they loved him as their King, Their Saviour, and their God.

Grace must and will relieve,

From such a waste as this,
All souls that in the Lord believe,
And take them to his bliss.

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Last Judgment.-2 Thess. i. 7, 8

WITH great and awful power,
Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
To bid his foes depart,

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And take his children home:
How will the wicked quake and fear,
When they before him must appear.

[He comes, the world to judge,
Nor will he take a bribe;

His wrath none can escape,

But his beloved bride:

In miseries great he sigh'd;
He groan'd; he cried; he bled;
He sunk in wrath's tremendous tide,
And, dying, bow'd his head.

Christians, repeat his love;
With solemn pleasure sing,
The bloody conflicts of your God;
The victories of your King.