And spread the honours of his name
In melody and songs.

Praise. Psa. clxv. 2; cl. 6. Heb. xiii. 15.

1 LIVING spirits! flames of fire!
Leaders of the immortal choir,
Fill the heaven of heavens above,
Full of praise, as full of love.
2 Ancients! Elders! cry aloud,
Worthy thou the Saviour God.
Thrones, dominions, angels, join
Glory, glory, Lord, be thine.

3 Church first born! first fruits! proclaim
Honour to Emmanuel's name,
Nations! kindreds ! countless tongues!
Offer Christ your noblest songs.

4 Holy, holy, holy, cry ;

Heaven, and earth, and sea reply.
Trump of God! repeat the strain,
God with us! pronounce Amen.

Comforter of all that mourn. Isa. lxì. 1, 3. Jer. xxxi. 13.

Rev. xxi. 4.

1 JESUS, comforter divine!

Consolations, Lord, are thine;
Mightiest comforts, full of good,
Worthy of the living God.

Thou shalt wipe all tears away,
Mid the blessed realms of day;
Thou shalt hush each rising sigh;
Sorrow, pain, and death, shall die.

3 Highest praises wait thy name,
Great unchanging, glorious same;
Jesus, comforter divine!

Praises, praises, Lord, be thine.

God's Faithfulness and Truth. Num. xxiii. 19. Rom. xi. 29.

2 Cor. i. 20.

1 YE humble saints, proclaim abroad
The honours of a faithful God;
How just and true are all his ways,
How much above your highest praise!
2 The words his sacred lips declare,
Of his own mind the image bear;
What should Him tempt, from frailty free,
Blessed in his self-sufficiency!

3 He will not his great Self deny:
A God all truth can never lie:
As well might he his being quit,
As break his oath, or word forget.

4 Let frighten'd rivers change their course,
Or backward hasten to their source;
Swift through the air let rocks be hurl'd,
And mountains like the chaff be whirl'd;

Let sun and stars forget to rise,
Or quit their stations in the skies;
Let heaven and earth both pass away,
Eternal truth shall ne'er decay.

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Solemn Praise. Ps. xcviii. 1. Rom. v.

1 SING the triumphs of your conquering
Head, and crucified King;

His achievements, when he vanquish'd
All our enemies, we'll sing:
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, Lord, be thine!

2 Long he struggled with confused
Noise, and garments rolled in blood,
Till destroying sin, and hell, and
Death, he rescu'd man to God:
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, &c.

3 Most triumphant, greatly glorious,
He from death, and hell arose!
In him all his church victorious,
Triumph'd o'er her dreadful foes:
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, &c.

4 High ascending, 'midst angelic

Songs, and sounds of trumpets loud, In eternal triumph leading

All the captives of his blood:
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, &c.

5 Far above the highest heaven
Thus he gloriously ascends,
Where the honours to him given,
Ev'ry thought of man transcends:
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, &c.

6 There, exalted, live and reign, whilst
We admire thy wounds and blood,
Till we see thee come again, in

All the pomp and power of God: Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Glory, glory, Lord, be thine!

First and Second Adam. Rom. v. 14. 1 Cor. xv. 21, 22.

1 LORD, what was man when made at first,
Adam, the offspring of the dust,

That thou should'st set him and his race,
But just below an angel's place!

2 That thou shouldst raise his naturé so,
And make him Lord of all below;
Make ev'ry beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet.

3 But, O! what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state!
What honours shall thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!

4 See him below his angels made:
See him in dust among the dead,
To save a ruined world from sin;
But He shall reign with pow'r divine.

5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,
New made and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

Jubilee. Lev. xxv. 10, 39, 40, 41. Isa. lii. 3.

1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow

The gladly solemn sound

Let all the nations know,

To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

2 Exalt the Lamb of God. The sin-atoning Lamb! Redemption, by his blood,

Through all the lands proclaim ;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

3 Ye, who have sold for nought,
The heritage above;
Shall have it back, unbought,
The gift of Jesus' love :

The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive;

And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

5 The gospel trumpet hear,

The news of pard'ning grace : Ye happy souls, draw near, Behold your Saviour's face: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

6 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full atonement made :

Ye weary spirits rest,

Ye mournful souls be glad!