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3. This speck of earth is not thy home,

Nor mortal joys thine end : Beyond the starry-spangled dome Thy boundless views extend.

4. Why fondly pluck the withering flowers

That only deck thy tomb, Whilst amaranthine wreaths and bowers For thee immortal bloom?

5.
Resign thy joys and hopes to God;

Cast flesh and sin away;
Pursue the path thy Saviour trod,
And rise to endless day.
233. L. M.

DODDRIDGE.
The eternal rest.

1.
LORD of the sabbath, hear our vows,
On this thy day, in this thy house;
And own as grateful sacrifice
The songs which from thy temple rise.

2. Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love; But there's a nobler rest above : To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire.

3. No more fatigue, no more distress; Nor sin nor death shall reach the place; No groans shall mingle with the songs That dwell upon immortal tongues.

BUTCHER.

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No rude alarms of angry foes,
No cares to break the long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.

5.
O long-expected day, begin!
Dawn on these realms of pain and sin:
With joy we'll tread the appointed road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.

234. L. M.
The final congregation of the good.

1. FROM north and south, from east and west, Advance the myriads of the blest : From every

clime of earth they come, And find in heaven a common home.

2.
In one immortal throng we view
Pagan and Christian, Greek and Jew;
But, all their doubts and darkness o'er,
One only God they now adore.

3.
Howe'er divided here below,
One bliss, one spirit, now they know :
Though some ne'er heard of Jesus' name,
Yet God admits their honest claim.

4.
On earth, according to their light,
They aim'd to practise what was right:
Hence all their errors are forgiven,
And Jesus welcomes them to heaven.

5. See how along the immortal meads His glorious host the Saviour leads, And brings the myriads none can count To seats of joy on Zion's mount !

P. M.

DODDRIDGE.

235.
The glory of the Christian church.

1.
O ZION, tune thy voice,
And raise thy hands on high ;
Tell all the earth thy joys,
And boast salvation nigh.

Cheerful in God
Arise and shine,
While rays divine
Stream all abroad.

2.
He gilds thy morning face
With beans that cannot fade;
His all-resplendent grace
He pours around thy head.

The nations round
Thy form shall view,
With lustre new
Divinely crown'd.

3.
In honour to his name
Reflect that sacred light,
And loud that grace proclaim
Which makes thy darkness bright:

Pursue his praise
Till sovereign love
In worlds above
The glory raise.

4.
There, on his holy hill,
A brighter sun shall rise,
And with his radiance fill
Those fairer, purer skies;

While round his throne
Ten thousand stars
In nobler spheres
His influence own.
236. P. M.

DODDRIDGE.
God's power the safety of his church.

1.
YE subjects of the Lord, proclaim
The royal honours of his name:

Jehovah reigns! be all our song.
'Tis he, thy God; O Zion, reigns ;
Prepare thy most harmonious strains,
Glad halleluias to prolong.

2. Ye princes, boast no more your crowns, But lay the glittering trifles down

In lowly honour at his feet:
A span your narrow empire bounds;
He reigns beyond created rounds,
In self-sufficient glory great.

3. Tremble, ye pageants of a day, Form'd like your slaves of brittle clay,

Down to the dust your sceptres bend :

To everlasting years he reigns,
And undiminish'd pomp maintains,
When kings and suns and time shall end.

4.
So shall his favour'd Zion live;
In vain confederate nations strive

Her sacred turrets to destroy :
Her Sovereign sits enthroned above,
And endless power and endless love

Ensure her safety and her joy.

COWPER.

237. P. M.
[Isaiah lx. 15—20.]

1. Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken:

“O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken,

Fair abodes I build for you: Themes of heartfelt tribulation

Shall no more perplex your ways; You shall name your walls salvation, And your gates shall all be praise.

2. “ There, like streams that feed the garden,

Pleasures without end shall flow; For the Lord, your faith rewarding,

All his bounty shall bestow :
Still in undisturb'd possession

Peace and righteousness shall reign;
Never shall you feel oppression,
Hear the voice of war again.

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