Nor death in bondage to the foe,
Shall cause our life to fail.
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.
H
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,
And juftice arm'd with frowns appears ;
But in the Saviour's lovely face
Sweet mercy fmiles, and all i ace.
3 Hence then, ye black despairing thoughts,
Above our fears, above our faults,
His powerful interceffions rife,
And guilt recedes, and terror dies.
4 In ev'ry dark distressful hour,
When fin and Satan join their pow'r ;
Let this dear hope repel the dart,
That Jefus bears us on his heart.
5 Great advocate, almighty friend;
On him our humble hopes depend
Our caufe can never, never fail,
For Jefus pleads, and must prevail.
HYMN CXII. P. M.
RICHARDS.]
The founding of the feventh Trumpet.
HA
AIL! the laft, the mighty angel,
I
Cloth'd upon with clouds of heav'n;
Round his head the rainbow beaming,
Peaceful fign of fin forgiv'n.
Hallelujah! hallelujah! hallelujah!
Lo! he comes! he comes! he comes!
2 See the heav'ns beneath him bowing!
What the tidings which he brings?
Who's this glorious One defcending?
"Tis the King, the King of Kings,
Hallelujah! hallelujah! hallelujah!
Welcome! Welcome! Saviour God!
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!
Fall before the man divine!
Glory, honor, pow'r and bleffing,
Riches, ftrength, and might are thine.
Hallelujah! hallelujah! hallelujah !
Hallelujah! Lord! Amen!
HYMN CXIII. P. M.
The laft Refurrection.
HE Ancient of eternal days,
Enthron'd in light's celeftial blaze,
With fhouting thousands comes.
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The archangelick trump is blown,
A voice is heard from glory's throne.
The spirit breathes on ev'ry bone;
And rends the cleaving tombs.
2 Now comes the end; the end divine;
See death, and hell, their dead refign
To Chrift, who holds the keys :
The judgment fits; the books unfold;
The actions of a world they hold ;
And there Omnifcience has enroll'd,
Myfterious, high decrees.
3
These books are clos'd. Then opens wide
The book of life; his book who died
For all who rofe again;
The writing in Immanuel's blood,
The fignet of the wine prefs trod,
Prevails for guilty man, with God:
A world rewards his pain.
4
Salvation to the Lamb on higu,
Salvation is the mighty cry;
The glorious work is done.
;
Tears, forrow, death, and anguifh dire,
Like vifions of the night retire
And extacy awakes the lyre
To Father, Spirit, Son!
HYMN CXIV. P. M. [RICHARDS.]
Judgment brought forth unto Victory.
LO! the man of God appointed,
Judge of quick and judge of dead,
Mid his Father's throne exalted,
High in glory lifts the head.
[umphant,
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!
Glory be to God most high:
Hallelujah hallelujah!
Worlds below and worlds on high
Shout Redemption cry Salvation! praise the
Praise, O praise ye him; Amen. [Saviour !
HYMN CXV. C. M. [RIPPON'S COLL.]
The tiones of Refreshing.
mount,
God will a feaft prepare;
And Ifr'el's fons, and Gentile lands,
Shall in the banquet fhare.
2 Marrow and fatnefs are the food
His bounteous hand beftows:
Wine on the lees, and well refin'd,
In rich abundance flows.
3 See to the vilest of the vile,
A free acceptance giv'n!
See, rebels by adopting grace,
Sit with the heirs of heav'n!
4 The pain'd, the fick, the dying now To eafe and health reftor'd,
With eager appetites partake
The plenties of the board.
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,
In thoufand channels roll.
HYMN CXVI. L. M. [DODDRIDGE.]
1
The Great Jubilee of Eternity.
Lo
OUD let the tuneful trumpet found,
And fpread the joyful tidings round;
Let ev'ry foul with transport hear,
And hail the Lord's accepted year.
2 Ye debtors whom he gives to know,
That you ten thousand talents owe,
When humble at his feet you fall,.
Your gracious God forgives them all."!<{"
3 Slaves, that have borne the heavy chain :
of fin and hell's tyrannic reign, Lod
To liberty affert your claim,
And urge the
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