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551. A Dialogue. Rev. vii. 12-17. (L. M.)

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XALTED high, at God's right hand,

Nearer the throne than cherubs stand, With glory crown'd, in white array,

My wondering soul says, Who are they? 2 A. These are the saints, belov'd of God,

Wash'd are their robes in Jesu's blood ;
More spotless than the purest white,

They shine in uncreated light.
3 Q. Brighter than angels, lo, they shine,

Their glories great, and all divine;
Tell me their origin, and say,

Their order what, and whence came they? 4 A. Through tribulation great they came,

They bore the cross, and scorn'd the shame;
Within the living temple blest,

In God they dwell, and on him rest. 5 Q. And does the cross thus prove their gain?

And shall they thus for ever reign?
Seated on sapphire thrones to praise

The wonders of redeeming grace? 6 A. Hunger they ne'er shall feel again,

Nor burning thirst shall they sustain ;
To wells of living waters led,

By God, the Lamb, for ever fed.
7 Q. Unknown to mortal ears, they sing

The secret glories of their King;
Tell me the subject of their lays,
And whence their loud exalted praise.

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8 A. Jesus the Saviour is their theme,

Thoy sing the wonders of his name;
To him ascribing power and grace,

Dominion and eternal praise. 9 Amen, they cry to him alone,

Who dares to fill his Father's throne;
They give him glory, and again

Repeat bis praise, and say, Amen.
552. A View of Canaan. (P.M.)
1 APPY beyond description he,

Who, in the paths of piety,
Loves from his youth to run :-
Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are joy and peace,

And heav'n on earth begun.
2 If this felicity be mine,
I every other may resign,

With just and holy scorn:
Cheerful will I my way pursue,
And, with the promis'd land in view,

Singing to God return!
553. A Glimpse of Glory. (P. M.)

WAY with our sorrow 1 A

Believers will soon be at home;
The city of saints shall appear,

The day of eternity come:
From earth we shall quickly remove,

Fly up to our native abode;
The house of our Father above,

The palace of angels and God.

2 Ah ! who upon earth can conceive

The bliss that in heaven they share? And who this dark world would not leave,

And cheerfully die to be there?
Where Christ is our Light and our Sun,

And we by reflection shall shine;
With him everlastingly one,

And bright in effulgence divine. 3 'Tis good at thy word to be here;

'Tis better in thee to be gone; And see thee in glory appear,

And rise to a share of thy throne :
The tears shall be wip'd from our eyes,

When thee we behold in the cloud;
And echo the joys of the skies,

And shout to the trumpet of God. 554. Seeking Heaven. Heb. xi. 4. (P. M.) 1 FROM Egypt lately come,

Where death and darkness reign,
We seek our new, our better home,
Where we our rest shall gain.

We are on our way to God.
2 To Canaan's sacred bound,

We haste with songs of joy ;
Where peace and liberty are found,
And sweets that never cloy.

Hallelujah !-&c.
3 There sin and sorrow cease,

And every conflict's o'er;
There we shall dwell in endless peace,
And never hunger more.

4 But, hark, those distant sounds,

That strike our listning ears!
They come from Canaan's happy bounds,
Where God our King appears.

Hallelujah! --&c.
5 There, in celestial strains,

Enraptur'd myriads sing;
There love in every bosom reigns,
For God himself is King.

Hallelujah !-&c.
6 We soon shall join the throng,

Their pleasures we shall share ;
And sing the everlasting song,
With all the ransom'd there.

Hallelujah !-&c.
7 How sweet the prospect is!

It cheers the pilgrim's breast:
We're journeying through the wilderness,
But soon shall gain our rest.



555. Conversion to God. John i. 13. (C. M.)

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OT all the outward forms on earth,

Nor rites that God has given,
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,

Can raise a soul to heav'n.
2 The sov'reign will of God alone

Creates us heirs of grace ;
Born in the image of his Son,

A pew peculiar race.

3 The Spirit like some heav'nly wind,

Blows on the sons of flesh,
New models all the carnal mind,

And forms the man afresh.
4 Our quicken'd souls awake, and rise

From the long sleep of death ;
On heav'nly things we fix our eyes,

And praise employs our breath.


The new Creation. (C. M.) | ATTEND, while God's exalted Son

Behold, I sit upon my throne,

“ Creating all things new.
2 « Nature and sin are pass'd away,

“ And the old Adam dies ;
My hands a new foundation lay,

“ See the new world arise.
3 “ I'll be a Sun of righteousness,

To the new heavens I make; “ None but the new-born heirs of grace,

My glories shall partake," 4 Mighty Redeemer, set me free From


old state of sin O; O make my soul alive to thee,

Create new powers within.
5 Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears,

And mould my heart afresh;
Give me new passions, joys, and fears,

And turn the stone to flesh.

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