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Tbe transions of the dead,

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Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound,

What joyful tidings spread !
6 Ye sinners, seek his grace,

Whose wrath ye cannot bear; L
Fly to the shelter of his cross,

And find salvation there.
7 So shall that curse remove,
By which the Saviour bled;

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And the last awful day shall pour
His blessings on your head.

HYMN 194. (11. 7.) 1

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The Judge of man I see appear,

On clorof glory seated :
The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
The Whey contain'd before;

Prepar my soul, to meet him.
2 The dea in Christ shall first arise

Atlie las trumpet's sounding, Caght up to meet him in the skies,

With joy their Lord surrounding : No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day

On those prepar'd to meet him.
3 But sinners, filld with guilty fears,

Behold his wrath prevailing ;
For they shall rise, and find their tears L

And sighs are unavailing :
The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,

All unprepar'd to meet him.
4 Great God, what do I see and hear!

The end of things created !
The Judge of man I see appear,

On clouds of glory seated :
Beneath his cross I view the day
When heav'n and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet him.

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HYMN 195.

(111. 1.)
Sr. LUKE xiii. 24-27.
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When too late to offer pray’r.
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4 Vain, alas! will be their plea,
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XIII. ETERNITY,
HYMN 196.

(s. m.)
1 H! where shall rest be found !

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2 The world can never give

The bliss for which we sigh :
'Tis not the whole of life to live,

Nor all of death to die.
3 Beyond this vale of tears

There is a life above,
Unmeasur'd by the flight of years;

And all that life is love.
4 There is a death, whose pang

Outlasts the fleeting breath:
: Oh! what eternal horrors hang

Around the second death!
5 Lord God of truth and grace,

Teach us that death to shun,
Lest we be driven from thy face,

For evermore undone.

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HYMN 197. Eine!!! (c. m.)

m) 2 CORINTHIANS iv. 18. Fel by Нор

OW long shall earth's alluring toys į

Detain our hearts and eyes,
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And strangers to the skies!
2 These transient scenes will soon decay

They fade upon the sight;
L And quickly will their brightest day

Be lost in endless night.
3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain!

With conscious sighs we own;
While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain,

O’ershade the smiling noon.
4 O could our thoughts and wishes fly

Above these gloomy shades,
To those bright worlds beyond the sky,

Which sorrow ne'er invades !
5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes,
Or reason's feeble ray,

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In ever blooming prospects rise,

Unconscious of decay.
6 Lord, send a beam of light divine,

To guide our upward aim !
With one reviving touch of thine

Our languid hearts inflame.
7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing,

Our ardent wishes rise,
To those bright scenes where pleasures spring
Immortal in the skies.
HYMN 198.

(c. m.)
1
COME, Lord, and warm each languid heart,

Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of heav'n impart

Their influence to our song.
2 Sorrow, and pain, and ev'ry care,

And discord there shall cease;
And perfect joy, and love sincere,
Adorn the realms of peace.

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Shall mourn its pow'r no more ;
But, cloth'd in spotless purity,

Redeeming love adore.
4 There, on a throne (how dazzling bright!)

Th' exalted Saviour shines;
And beams ineffable delight

On all the heav'nly minds.
5 There shall the foll’wers of the Lamb

Join in immortal songs;
And endless honours to his name

Employ their tuneful tongues.
6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,
Our feeble notes inspire;

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Till, in thy blissful courts above,
We join the angelic choir.
HYMN 199.

(c. m.)
1 HERE is a land of pure delight,

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Eternal day excludes the night,

And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,

And never-fading flow'rs;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heav'nly land from ours.
3 Bright fields, beyond the swelling flood,

Stand dress'd in living green ;
So to the Jews fair Canaan stood,

While Jordan roll'd between.
4. But tim'rous mortals start, and shrink

To cross the narrow sea;
And linger, trembling on the brink,

And fear to launch away.
5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove,

Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love

With faith's illumin’d eyes !
6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's streams, not death's cold flood,

Should fright us from the shore.

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HYMN 200.

(c. M.) 1 HOULD nature's charms, to please the eye,

In sweet assemblage join,
All nature's charms would droop and die,

Jesus, compar'd with thine,
2 Vain were her fairest beams display'd,

And vain her blooming store;
Her brightness languishes to shade,

Her beauty is no more.
3 But, ah ! how far from mortal sight

The Lord of glory dwells !
A veil of interposing night

His radiant face conceals.
4 O could my longing spirit rise

On strong immortal wing,
And reach thy palace in the skies,

My Saviour and my King !
5 There thousands worship at thy feet,

And there, (divine employ!)
The triumphs of thy love repeat

In songs of endless joy.
6 Thy presence beams eternal day

O’er all the blissful place;
Who would not drop this load of clay,
And die to see thy face?
HYMN 201.

(111. 1.)
REVELATION vii. 9, &c.
1

HO are these in bright array ?

This innumerable throng,
Round the altar, night and day
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Tuning their triumphant song ?
Worthy is the Lamb once slain,
Blessing, honour, glory, power,

Wisdom, riches, to obtain ;
"New dominion ev'ry hour.'
2 These through fiery trials trode;

These from great affliction came;
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Now before the throne of God,
Seal'd with his eternal name :
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor palms in ev'ry hand,
Through their great Redeemer's might
More than conquerors they stand.

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