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Nor death in bondage to the foe,
4 Wake then a fong, the nobleft fong; Let heav'n and earth rejoice,
The dead shall live; the graves fhall hear Salvation, in thy voice.
HYMN CXI. L. M. [STEELE.]
Chrift, ever liveth to make Interceffion.
E lives, the great Redeemer lives, (What joy the bleft affurance gives, And now before his Father God, Pleads the full merit of his blood.
2 Repeated crimes awake our fears,
3 Hence then, ye black despairing thoughts,
When fin and Satan join their pow'r ;
HYMN CXII. P. M.
The founding of the feventh Trumpet.
Cloth'd upon with clouds of heav'n;
3 Hear the trumpet! hark it foundeth! "Tis the trump of God moft high, Now the myt'ry is completed: Mighty ves of the fky. [kingdoms ! Shout the kingdoms hallelujah! Shout the Gather'd home to God in Chrift.
4 Spirits! Angels! Elders! Creatures!
HYMN CXIII. P. M.
The laft Refurrection.
The archangelick trump is blown,
2 Now comes the end; the end divine;
These books are clos'd. Then opens wide
The writing in Immanuel's blood,
Salvation to the Lamb on higu,
Tears, forrow, death, and anguifh dire,
HYMN CXIV. P. M. [RICHARDS.]
Shout triumphart, fing rejoicing, fhout tri'Tis the Son, the Son of man. i He's the bringer forth of judgment, Judgment bas'd on truth divine r See, before the bar arraigned, Death and hell their pow'rs refign. Ranfom'd thoufands, happy myriads, rifing Sound th'Almighty Saviour's name. [nations, 3 Where is fin, and death, and Satan? Triumph they? or triumphs God? Sin, and death, and hell, fubdued, Feel the Monarch's iron rod. [ed, Whilft the nature, human nature,Chrift affum Is by him redeem'd and fav'd.
4 Hallelujah! hallelujah!
HYMN CXV. C. M. [RIPPON'S COLL.]
The tiones of Refreshing.
2 Marrow and fatnefs are the food
3 See to the vilest of the vile,
4 The pain'd, the fick, the dying now To eafe and health reftor'd,
With eager appetites partake
5 But O, what draughts of blifs unknown, What dainties fhall be giv❜n,
When, with the myriads round the throne, We join the feat of heav'n!
6. There joys immeafurably high, Shall overflow the foul;
And fprings of life, that never dry,
HYMN CXVI. L. M. [DODDRIDGE.]
The Great Jubilee of Eternity.
2 Ye debtors whom he gives to know,
3 Slaves, that have borne the heavy chain :
of fin and hell's tyrannic reign, Lod
To liberty affert your claim,
And urge the
great Redeemer's name.