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The man,

5. The saints on earth, and all the dead,

But one communion make:
All join, in Christ, the living head,

And heav'nly joys partake.
6. In such society as this
My weary soul would rest !

that dwells where Jesus is, Must be for ever blest.

HYMN 516. c. M. 1. COME, Lord, and warm each languid heart,

Inspire each lifeless tongue; And let the joys of heav'n impart

Their influence to our song. 9. Sorrow, and pain, and ev'ry care,

And discord there shall cease ; And perfect joy and love sincere

Adorn the realms of peace. 3. The soul, from sin for ever free,

Shall mourn its pow'r no more ; But, cloth'd in spotless purity,

Redeeming love adore. 4. There, on a throne, how dazzling bright,

Th’exalted Saviour shines, And beams ineffable delight

On all the heav'nly minds.
5. There shall the foll’wers of the Lamb

Join in immortal songs,
And endless honours to his name

Employ their tuncful tongues.
6. Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,

Our feeble notes inspire ; "Till in thy blissful courts above, We join the angelic choir.

HYMN 517. C. M. 1. NOW let a true ambition rise,

And ardour fire our breasts, To reign in worlds above the skies,

In heav'nly glories drest.

2. Behold Jehovah's royal hand

A radiant crown display,
Whose gems with vivid lustre shine,

While suns and stars decay.
3. No more I seek for transient good,

Nor longer call it mine:
I spring to seize superior joys,

Immortal and divine.
4. Ye hearts, with youthful vigour warn),

The glorious prize pursue;
Nor shall ye want the goods of earth,
While heav'n is kept in view.

HYMN 518. c. M. 1. THERE is a land

of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night,

And pleasures banish pain. 2. There everlasting spring abides,

And never-with’ring flow'rs. Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heav'nly land from ours. 3. Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,

Stand dress’d in living green: So to the Jews old Canaan stood,

While Jordan roll'd between.
4. But tim'rous mortals start and shrink,

To cross this narrow sea;
And linger, shiv'ring, on the brink,

And fear to launch away.
5.O ! could we make our doubts remove,

Those gloomy doubts that rise ; And view the Canaan that we love

With unbeclouded eyes !
6. Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er ;
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us fr

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HYMN 519. c, M.
1. THOSE happy realms of joy and peace,

Faiņ would my heart explore,

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Where grief and pain for ever cease,

And I shall sin no more. 2. No darkness' there shall cloud the eyes,

No languor seize the frame; But ever active vigour rise

To feed the vital flame.
3. But ah ! a dreary vale between,

Extends its awful gloom :
Fear spreads, to hide the distant scene,

The horrors of the tomb. 4. O for the eye of faith divine,

To pierce beyond the grave!
To see that friend, and call him mine,

Whose arm is strong to save !
5. Here fix, my soul ! for life is here;

Light breaks amid the gloom, Trust in Jehovah's love, nor fear The horror's of the tomb.

HYMN. 520. L. M. 1. FROM this world’s joys and senseless mirth,

O come, my soul ! in haste retire ; Assume the grandeur of thy birth,

And to thy native heav'n aspire, 2. 'Tis heav'n alone can make thee blest,

Can ev'ry wish and want supply ; Thy joy, thy crown, thy endless rest,

Are all above the lofty sky. 3. Eternal mansions! bright array!

O blest exchange! transporting thought! Free from th’approaches of decay,

Or the least shadow of a spot. 4. There shall mortality no more

Its wide extended empire boast ! Forgotten all its dreadful pow'r;

In life's unbounded ocean lost. 5. There dwells the sov'reign Lord of all,

The God that all the worlds adore; With whom is bliss that cannot pall, And joys that last for evermore,

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BSURD and vain attempt! to bind

Again the Lord of light
Ah! see him writhe, and bleed, and die
Ah wretched souls, who strive in yaiņ
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
All earthly charms, however dear
All-glorious God! what hymns of praise
All-pow'rful, self-existent God
All praise to thee, my God! this night
All-seeing God ! 'tis thine to know
Almighty Father! gracious Lord
Almighty God, thy pow'rful word
Almighty Lord of all
Amazing, beauteous change
Amidst a world of hopes and fears
And are we now brought near to God
And art thou with us, gracious Lord
And is the gospel peace and love
And must this body die
And shall we still be slaves
And will the great eternal God
Angel, roll the rock away
Another six day's' work is done
Are not thy mercies sov'reign still
Arise my tend'rest thoughts, arise
Assist us, Lord, thy name to praise
As various as the moon
Attend, my soul, with awe
Attend ye children of your God
Author of good ! we rest on thee
Author of life and bliss
Awake, my soul! and with the sun
Awake, my soul ! lift up thine eyes
Awake my soul ! rouse ev'ry pow'r

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Awake my soul ! stretch ev'ry nerve
Awake, our souls ! away our fears
Awake, ye saints! and raise your eyes
Awake, ye saints, to praise your King
Away from ev'ry mortal care
EFORE Jehovah's awful throne

Begin, my soul, th'exalted lay
Behold, O Israel's God
Behold, th' amazing sight
Behold the bleeding Lamb of God
Behold, the bļind their sight receive
Behold the gloomy vale
Behold! the lofty sky
Behold the morning sun
Behold the path which mortals tread
Behold the Prince of peace
Behold the Saviour of mankind

Behold, where, breathing love
12 Behold, where in a mortal form

Beset with snares on ev'ry hand
Bless'd be th' eternal God
Blest are the humble souls, who see
Blest are the undefild in heart
Blest be the tie, that binds
Blest Instructer! from thy ways
Blest is the man, whose heart expands
Blest is the man, whose heart is kind
Bright source of everlasting love
By various maxims, forms, and rules
CHILDREN, in years and knowledge young
Come gracious Spirit, heay’nly Dove
Come hither, all ye weary souls
Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove
Come, let our mournful songs record
Come, let our voices join to raise
Come, let us join our cheerful songs
Come, let us join our souls to God
Come, let us lift our voices high
Come let us search our ways and try
Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart


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