I'd tell him how my sins arise, What sorrows I sustain; And leaves my heart in pain. To wrestle with my God; And for my Saviour's blood. And heal my broken bones : The language of their groans. And banish every fear; To spread thy sorrows there. Luke ii. 14. AMERICA. MORTALS, awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay; To hail th' auspicious day. And sweet seraphic fire And strung and tun'd the lyre. Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo roll’d; 'Twas more than heaven could hold, Down through the portals of the sky, Th' impetuous torrent ran; To bear the news to man. “ Glory to God on high; - Good-will and peace are now complete, 66. Jesus was born to die." Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail! Redeemer, brother, friend; Tho' earth, and time, and life should fail, Thy praise shall never end. 86. The Attraction of the Cross. John xii. 32. TUNBRIDGE. —I And welt'ring in his blood. Behold a purple torrent run Down from his hands and head: The crimson tide puts out the sun; His groans awake the dead. The trembling earth, the darken'd sky, So great, so vast a sacrifice O that these cords of love divine, 87. The Resurrection and Ascension. AN CHARLES STREET. NGELS, roll the rock away, See, he rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah. 'Tis the Saviour, angels raise Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, Hal. Hal. Heav'n displays her portals wide, Hal. Hal. Every note with wonder swell, 88. Christ's Intercession prevalent. John xvii. 24. NEWBURY. AWAKE, sweet gratitude, and sing Th' ascended Saviour's love: Sing how he lives to carry on His people's cause above. For all that come to God by him, Points to their names upon his breast, H Eternal life, at his request, 89. Praise for the Fountain opened. TUNBRIDGE. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, The dying thief rejoic'd to see Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Till all the ransom'd church of God E'er since by faith I saw the stream But when this lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then in a nobler, sweeter song |