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368. P. M. 11 s. 5s. Sapphic.
Blooming with verdure.
2 All nature smiles amid the
creation : A brilliant scene of beauty now approaches ; The loves and graces in their softest accents
Breathe forth sweet music.
If such delights from the gay decorations
Their beauty fading :
4 Rise then, ye ransom'd, and sing forth the grandeur Of spring immortal, when the great arch-angel With his shrill trumpet bursts the gloomy mansions
Of the redeemed.
5 Then shall the mortal put on the immortal, Cloth'd in white robes they shall ascend to Jesus, Where he in triumph on his throne of glory
Bids a sweet welcome.
6 Hark! how the grand celestial chorus echoes Through the wide arch, when all the mighty seraphs With golden harps, in accents so melodious
Shout the Redeemer !
10 s. 11 s.
Salvation to God and the Lamb.
1 REJOICE evermore, with angels above,
In Jesus's power, in Jesus's love;
Ascribing salvation to God and the Lamb.
Hast sav'd us from grief, hast say'd us from sin; The power of thy Spirit can set our hearts free, And we shall inherit all fulness in Thee.
3 All fulness of peace, all fulness of joy,
And spiritual bliss that never can cloy ;
Jesus, who is the Christ.
1 COME, O thou universal good!
Balm of the wounded conscience, come! The hungry, dying spirit's food!
The weary, wand'ring pilgrim's home; Haven to take the shipwreck'd in,
My everlasting rest from sin ! 2 Come, O my comfort and delight!
My strength, and health, and shield, and sun ; My boast, my confidence, and might,
My joy, my glory, and my crown; My gospel-hope, my calling's prize, My tree of life, my paradise.
371. P. M.
11 s. Confidence in God's grace. Psa. xxiii.
1 THE Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know;
I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when opprest.
2 Through th’ valley and shadow of death though I stray,
Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay, No harm can befal, with my
3 In th' midst of affliction my table is spread;
With blessings unmeasur'd my cup runneth o'er; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head; O, what shall I ask of thy providence more ?,
4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God,
Still follow my steps till i meet Thee above; I seek,-by the path which my forefathers trod
Thro' th' land of their sojourn,—thy kingdom of love.
372. C. M.
Attend the heavenly sound !
Hope smiles reviving round.
Here streams of bounty flow V;
To banish mortal woe.
To ease your every pain;
Nor shall you thirst in vain.
4 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice;
The gracious call obey; Mercy invites to heavenly joys,
And can you yet delay?
To Thee let sinners fly,
And drink and never die.
373. L. M. The Gospel feast. Luke xiv. 17, 18, 21, 23. 1 COME, sinners, to the gospel feast,
Let every soul be Jesus' guest;
For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 "Have me excus'd !” why will you say?
From health, and life, and liberty ;
From pardon, holiness, and heaven.
Ye weary wand'rers after rest,
In Christ an hearty welcome find.
Behold the bleeding sacrifice!
We freely now are sav'd by grace. 5 Ye, who believe his record true,
Shall sup with him and he with you; Come to the feast, you're sav'd from sin, And Jesus waits to take you in.
374. P. M. 7 s. 6s.
Faith in God. Psa. xxyii. 1 GOD is my strong salvation,
What foe have I to fear ?
My light, my help is near:
Firm to the fight I stand;
With God at my right hand ? 2 Place on the Lord reliance,
My soul, with courage wait; His truth be thine affiance,
When faint and desolate : His might thine heart shall strengthen,
His love thy joy increase ; Mercy thy days shall lengthen ;
The Lord will give thee peace.
C. M. 66 We are come to Mount Zion." 1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunders of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke; But we are come to Zion's hill,
The city of our God, Where milder words declare his will,
And spread his love abroad. 2 Behold th' innumerable host
Of angels cloth'd in light ! Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turn'd to sight!