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3 And O! when my last conflict's o'er,

And I am chain'd to flesh no more,
With what glad accents shall I rise,
To join the music of the skies!
Soon shall I learn the exalted strains,
Which echo through the heavenly plains ;
And emulate, with joy unknown,

The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 5 The cheerful tribute will I give,

Long as a deathless soul can live;
A work so sweet, a theme so high,
Demands, and crowns eternity.

HYMN 135. C. M.
God glorious in the salvation of sinners.
1 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! !

How high thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand signs,

By thousands through the skies.
2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,

Their motions speak thy skill;
And on the wings of every

We read thy patience still.
3 But when we view thy vast design

To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join

In their divinest forms;
4. Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe;

We love and we adore : The first archangel never saw

So much of God before.
5 Now the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heavenly plains :
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name,

And try their noblest strains.





O may I bear some humble part

In their immortal song !
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love inspire my tongue.
HYMN 136.

C. M.
Excellence of the Scriptures.
FATHER of mercies, in thy word,

What endless glory shines !
For ever be thy name ador'd

For these celestial lines.
Here may

the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find;
Riches beyond what earth can grant,

And lasting as the mind.
Here the Redeemer's welcome voice

Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys

Attend the blissful sound.
O may these heavenly pages be

My first, my chief delight;
And still new beauties may I see,

And still increasing light!
Divine Instructor, gracious Lord !

Be thou for ever near ;
Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.

HYMN 137. L. M.
Blessings conveyed by the Scriptures.
GOD, in the gospel of his Son,
Makes his eternal counsels known;
Where love in all its glory shines,
And truth is drawn in fairest lines.







Here sinners of an humble frame
Behold his


and learn his name;
Inscrib'd in characters of blood,
Severely just, immensely good.
Wisdom its dictates here imparts,
To form our minds, and cheer our hearts;
Its influence makes the sinner live,
It bids the drooping saint revive.
Our stormy passions it controuls,
And comfort yields to contrite souls ;
It brings a better world in view,
And guides us all our journey through.
May this blest volume ever lie
Close to my heart and near my eye;
Till life's last hour


And be my chosen heritage !

HYMN 138. 6. M.
The blessedness of Gospel times.
HOW beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Sion's hill;
Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace reveal !
How charming is their voice!

How sweet the tidings are !
“Sion, behold thy Saviour-King,

“ He reigns and triumphs here."
How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought but never found !
How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desir'd it long,

But died without the sight.




The Lord makes bare his arm

Through all the earth abroad :
Let every nation now behold

Their Saviour and their God.

HYMN 139. 6.6.8. Thou shalt cause the trumpet of the Jubilee to sound.” 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 Extol the Lamb of God,

The sin-atoning Lamb; Redemption by his blood

Through all the world proclaim: The year, &c. 3 Ye, who have sold for nought

Your heritage above,
Shall have it back unbought,

The gift of Jesus' love : The year, &c. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell,

Your liberty receive ;
And safe in Jesus dweli,
And blest in Jesus live: The year,

&c. 5 The gospel-trumpet hear,

The news of pardoning grace;
Ye happy souls, draw near,


Saviour's face: 6 Jesus, our great High Priest,

Hath full atonement made ;
Ye weary spirits, rest;

Ye mourning souls, be glad: The year, &c.

The year,

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HYMN 140. C. M.

The Gospel invitation. 1 LET every mortal ear attend,

And every heart rejoice;
The trumpet of the gospel sounds

With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye hungry starving souls,

That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys

To fill an empty mind;
3 Eternal wisdom hath prepar'd

A soul-reviving feast,
And bids your longing appetites

The rich provision taste.
4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams,

And pine away and die;
Here you may quench your raging thirst

With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here

In a rich ocean join ;
Salvation in abundance flows,

Like floods of milk and wine. 8 The happy gates of gospel-grace

Stand open night and day;
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
O drive our wants away!

HYMN 141. 6 LINES 7s.

Look unto me and be ye saved.1 FROM the cross uplifted high,

Where the Saviour deigns to die,
What melodious sounds I hear,
Bursting on my raptur'd ear!
“Love's redeeming work is done ;
“ Fought the fight, the victory won

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