Broad is the road that leads to death Bury'd in fhadows of the night
But few among the carnal wife
AN creatures to perfection find
Cchrift eat his role are all our theme a 119
Come, all harmonious tongues
Come, deareft Lord, defcend and dwell Come, happy fouls, approach your God Come hither, all ye weary fouls Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove Come, let us join a joyful tune Come, let us join our cheerful fongs Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Come, let us lift our voices high Come, we that love the Lord
AUGHTERS of Sion, come, behold a
Deareft of all the names above Death cannot make our fouls afraid Death may diffolve my body now Death! 'tis a melancholy day Deceiv'd by fubtle Snares of hell Deep in the dust before thy throne Defcend from heav'n, immortal Dove Do we not know that folemn word Down headlong from their native skies Dread Sov'reign, let my ev'ning fong
RE the blue heav'ns were stretch'd abroad a 2 Eternal Sov'reign of the sky
Eternal Spirit, we confefs F.
Father, I long, I faint, to fee Father, we wait to feel thy grace
Firm and unmov'd are they
Firm as the earth thy gofpel ftands From heav'n the finning angels fell From thee, my God, my joys fhall rife G.
VENTILES by nature, we belong Give me the wings of faith to rife Give to the Father praise Glory to God the Trinity Glory to God who walks the fky Glory to God the Father's name God is a Spirit juft and wife
God of the morning, at whose voice God of the feas, thy thund'ring voice God, the eternal awful name
God, who in various methods told Go preach my gospel, faith the Lord Go, worship at Immanuel's fect Great God, how infinite art thou Great God, I own the fentence just Great God, thy glories fhall employ Great God, to what a glorious height Great King of glory and of grace Great was the day, the joy was great H.
HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews a 134 Happy the church, thou facred place b 64
Happy the heart where graces reign Happy the man whofe cautious feet Hark! from the tombs a doleful found Hark! the Redeemer from on high Hear what the voice from heav'n proclaims a Hence from my foul fad thoughts be gone Here at thy crofs, my dying God High as the heav'ns above the ground High on a hill of dazzling light Honour to the Almighty Three Hofanna, &c.
Hofanua to our conquering King
Hofanna to the Prince of light Hofanna to the royal Son Hofanna with a cheerful found How are thy glories here difplay'd How beauteous are their feet How can I fink with fuch a prop How condefcending and how kind How full of anguish is the thought How heavy is the night How honourable is the place How large the promise, how divine How oft have fin and fatan ftrove How rich are thy provifions, Lord How fad our ftate by nature is How fhall I praise th' Eternal God How short and hafty is our life How fhould the fons of Adam's race How ftrong thine arm is, mighty God How fweet and awful is the place How vain are all things here below
How wond'rous great, how glorious bright b 87
Cannot bear thine absence, Lord I give immortal praise
I hate the tempter and his charms I lift my banner, faith the Lord I love the windows of thy grace I'm not asham'd to own my Lord I fend the joys of earth away I fing my Saviour's wond'rous death Jehovah speaks, let Ifrael hear Jehovah reigns, his throne is high Jefus, in thee our eyes behold Jefus invites his faints Jefus is gone above the skies Jefus, the man of conftant grief Jefus, we blefs thy Father's name Jefus, we bow before thy feet Jefus, with all thy faints above
In Gabriel's hand a mighty stone In thine own ways, O God of love In vain the wealthy mortals toil In vain we lavifh out our lives Infinite grief! amazing woe Join all the glorious names Join all the names of love and power Is there ambition fwells my heart Is this the kind return
Kind is the speech of Christ our Lord
LADEN with guilt, and full of fears 6 119
Let all our tongues be one
Let everlasting glories crown Let ev'ry mortal ear attend Let God the Father live Let God the Maker's name
Let him embrace my foul, and prove Let me but hear my Saviour fay Let mortal tongues attempt to fing Let others boaft how ftrong they be Let Pharifees of high efteem
Let the old Heathens tune their fongs Let the fev❜nth angel found on high Let the whole race of creatures lie Let the wild leopards of the wood Let them neglect thy glory, Lord 'Let us adore th' eternal Word Life and immortal joys are giv'n Life is the time to serve the Lord Lift up your eyes to th' heav'nly feat Like sheep we went aftray Lo, the young tribes of Adam rife Lo, what a glorious fight appears Lo, what an entertaining fight Lo, the destroying angel flies Long have I fat beneath the found Lord, at thy temple we appear
Lord, how divine thy comforts are Lord, how fecure and bleft are they Lord, how fecure my conscience was Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand Lord, we adore thy vaft defigns Lord, we are blind, poor mortals blind Lord, we confefs our num'rous faults Lord, what a feeble piece
Lord, what a heav'n of faving grace Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I Lord, what a wretched land is this
Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll b Loud hallelujahs to the Lord
AN has a foul of vast defires Mistaken fouls that dream of heav'n a 140
My dear Redeemer and my Lord My drowsy pow'rs, why fleep ye fo My God, how endless is thy love My God, my life, my love
My God, my portion, and my love My God, permit me not to be My God, the fpring of all my joys My God, what endless pleasures dwell My heart, how dreadful hard it is My Saviour God, my fov'reign Prince My foul, come meditate the day My foul forfakes her vain delight My foul, how lovely is the place My thoughts on awful fubjects roll My thoughts furmount these lower fkies
Nature with all her pow'rs fhall fing b
Nature with open volume ftands No, I'll repine at death no more No! I fhall envy them no more No more, my God, I boast no more Nor eye hath feen, nor ear has heard
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