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o By thee from guilt and wrath redeem'd,
Before the Father's face we stand.

— 2 To reconcile offending man,

Make justice drop her angry rod!
e What creature would have form'dthe plan?

Or who fulfil it, but— a God?

— 3 No drop remains of all the curse,

For wretches who deserv'd the whole ;

No arrows dipt in wrath to pierce

The guilty, but returning soul.
c 4 Peace, by such means, so dearly bought,

What rebel could have hop'd to see ?
p Peace — by his injur'd Sov'reign wrought —

His Sov'reign fasten'd to the tree !

— 5 Now, Lord, thy feeble worm prepare ;

For strife with earth and hell begins ;

Confirm and gird me for the war ;

They hate the soul who hates his sins.
e 6 Let them in horrid league agree !

They may assault, they may distress ;
o But cannot quench thy love to me,

Nor rob me of the Lord my peace. Cowper.

HYMN 73. C. M. Hymn 2d. Sunday. [*]

Thankfulness for Providential Goodness.

1 X/I7"HEN all thy mercies, O my God,
T T My rising soul surveys ;
o Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

—2 Thy providence my life sustain'd
And all my wants redress'd,
When in the silent womb I lay ;
Or hung upon the breast.



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3 To all ray weak complaints and cries,

Thy mercy lent an ear;
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnM

To form themselves in prayer,
e 4 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth,

With heedless steps I ran,
o Thine arm, unseen, conveyM me safe,

And led me up to man.
5 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou

With health renew 1 d my face ;
© And when in sin and sorrow sunk,
© Reviv'd my soul with grace.
o 6 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts

My daily thanks employ ;
e Nor is the least a cheerful heart,

That tastes those gifts with joy.

—7 Through ev'ry period of my life,

Thy goodness I'll pursue ;
© And after death, in distant worlds,

The glorious theme renew.
© 8 Through all eternity — to thee

A grateful song I'll raise ;
e For O, eternity's too short,

To utter all thy praise, Addison.

HYMN 79, C. M. Swanwick. [*]
Encouragement fa trust <md love God. Ps. xxxiv.
1 ri THROUGH all the changing scenes of life,

JL In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.
© 2 Of his deliverance I will boast,
Till all who are distress'd,
From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to rest.
9 3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just ;
Protection he affords to all,

Who make his Name their trust.
—4 O make but trial of his love,
Experience will decide,
How bless'd are they, and only thej%
Who in his truth confide.



>56 HYMN 80, 81. Select.

e 5 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then

Have nothing else to fear :
o Make you his service your delight,

Your wants shall be his care. Tate

HYMN 80. 8 & 7. Love Divine. [*]

Grateful Recollection. 1 Sam. yii, 12.

I /^OME, thou Fount of cv'ry blesting,
V_y Tune my heart to sing thy grace ;
Streams of mercy never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
o Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above :
o Praise the mount, — Pm fix'd upon it —
u Mount of God's unchanging love.

—2 Here I raise my Ebenezer,

Hither by thine help 1 'm come ;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,

Safely to arrive at home.
e Jesus sought me when a stranger,

Wand'ring from the fold of God ;
o He to rescue me from danger,

InterposM with precious blood.

e 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor,

Daily I'm constrain'd to be !
—Let that grace now, like a fetter,

Bind my wand'ring heart to thee :
^ Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it —

Prone to leave the God 1 love —
d Here'3 my heart — O take and seal it ;

Seal it from thy courts above. Rqbinsox.

HYMN 81. 8s. Consolation. [*]
Excellencies of Christ.

1 "rTTOW shall I my Saviour set forth ?
JLJL How shall I his beauties declare ?

O how shall [ speak of his worth,

Or what his chief dignities are ?
o His angels can never express,

Nor saints who sit nearest his throne,

How rich are his treasures of grace :—
£ No ! this is a myst'ry unknown.



Select. HYMN 82. 557

gf 2 In him all the fulness of God

For ever transcendently shines ;
e Though once like a mortal he stood,

To finish his gracious designs :
p Though once he was nail'd to the cross,

Vile rebels like me to set free ;
— His glory sustained no loss,
g Eternal his kingdom shall be.

— 3 His wisdom, his love, and his pow'r,

Seem'd then, with each other to vie \
e When sinners he stoop'd to restore, '

p Poor sinners condemned to die !
d He laid all his grandeur aside,

And dwelt in a cottage of clay :

Poor sinners he lov'd, till he died,

To wasli their pollution away.

—4 O sinner, believe and adore,

The Saviour so rich to redeem ;

No creature can ever explore

The treasures of goodness in him :
d Come, all ye who see yourselves lost,

And feel yourselves bnrden'd with sins,

Draw near, while with terrour you're tossM #

Believe — and your peace shall begin.

— 5 Now, sinner, attend to his call,
d u Whoso hath an ear let him hear !"
— He promises mercy to all,

Who feel their sad wants, far and near •
o He riches has ever in store,

And treasures that never can waste :
o Here's pardon, here's grace, yea, and more —
u Here's glory eternal at last. Rippon's Coe..

HYMN 82. L. M. Armley. ['f
Jill good w, Christ.

1 rilHOU only Sovereign of my heart,

JL My Refuge, my almighty Friend
e And can my soul from thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend ?

2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go - -
A wretched wand'rer from my Lord i
Can this dark world of sin and wo,
One glimpse of happiness afford ?



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558 HYMN 8.3. Select,

—3 Eternal life thy words impart,
On these my fainting" spirit lives ;
o Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.

—4 Let earth's alluring joys combine ;
e While thou art near, in vain they call :
o One smile, one blissful smile of thine,
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.

— 5 Thy Name, my inmost pow'rs adore;
o Tfcou art my life, my joy, my care ;
d Depart from thee ; — 'tis death — His more !
'Tis endless ruin — deep despair !

e 6 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ;
Here safety dwells, and peace divine ;
— Still let me live beneath thine eye,
o For life, eternal life is thine. Steele.

HYMN 83. L. M. Leeds. [*]

Temptation : or, Safety in the Storm.

A 1 rg^HE billows swell, the winds are high,
JL Clouds overcast my wintry sky ;
Out of the depths to thee I call,
e My fears are great, njy strength is small.

— 2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform ;

And g-uide and ^uard me through the storm !

Defend me from each threatening ill,
d Control the waves — say, " Peace— be still !"

«— 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea,
My soul still hangs her hopes on thee ;
Thy constant love, thy faithful care,
Is all that saves me from despair.

e 4 Dangers of ev'ry shape and name,
Attend the followers of the Lamb,
Who leave the world's deceitful shore,
And leave it to return no more.

—-5 Tho' tempe£t-toss'd and half a wreck,
My Saviour through the floods I seek ;

Let neither winds, nor stormy rain,

Force back my shatter'd bark again. Cowper.



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HYMN 84. 7s. Hotharn. [*]
Christ, the Refuge from the Storm. Deut. xxxili, 27.

1 TTESUS, lover of my soul,
QJ Let me to thy bosom fly,

While the billows near me roll,
While the tempest still is nigh !
Hide me, O my Saviour hide,
Till the storm of life is past,
Safe into the haven guide ;"

receive my soul at last !

2 Other refuge have I none ;
Hangs my helpless soul on thee ;
Leave, ah I leave me not alone— -
Still support and comfort me.

All my trust on thee is stay'd,
All my help from thee I bring ;
Cover my defenceless head,
With the shadow of thy wing.

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ;
More than all in thee I find ;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Ileal the sick, and lead the blind.
Jtust and holy is thy name,-

1 am all unrighteousness ;
Vile and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and gfac6. Cowper*

HYMN 85. H. M, Merton. [*]
Jesus, the Pilot. Luk6 viii, 22.

1 TESUS, at thy command,
Cr I launch into the deep ;

And leave my native land,

Where sin lulls all asleep :
For thee I fain would all resign,
And sail to heav'n with thee and thine \

2 Thou art my Pilot wise ;•
My compass is thy word ;
My soul each storm defies,
While I have such a Lord !

I trust thy faithfulness and pow'r,
To save me in the trying hour.

3 Though rocks and quicksands deep,
Through all my passage lie ;•






560 HYMN 86. Select

Yet thou wilt safely keep,

And guide me with thine eye :
My anchor, hope, shall firm abide,
And I each boisterous storm outside.

4 By faith I see the land,
The port of endless rest ;
My soul, thy sails expand,
And fly to Jesus' breast.

may I reach the heav'nly shore,
Where winds and waves distress no more !

5 Whene'er becalm'd I lie,
And storms and winds subside \
Lord to my succour fly,
And keep me near thy side :

For more the treach'rous calm I dread r
Than tempests bursting o'er my head.

6 Come, heav'nly Wind, and blow
A prosperous gale of grace,
To waft me from below,
To heav'n T my destined place :

Then in full sail, my port I'll find,
And leave the world, and sin, behind.
Huntingdon.

HYMM 86. L. M. Castle 'Street. [*]
My Redeemer hveth. Job xix, 25.

1 " T KNOW that my Redeemer lives ;"
JL What comforts, this sweet sentence gives,

He lives, he lives, who once was dead,
He lives, my ever living head !

2 He lives — triumphant from the grave,
He lives — eternally to save ;
He lives — all glorious in the sky,
He lives — exalted there on high.

3 He lives — to bless me with his love,
He lives — to plead for me above ;
He lives — my hungry soul to feed,
He lives — to belp in time of need.

4 He lives — to grant me rich supply,
He lives — to guide me with his eye ;
He lives — to comfort me when faint,
He lives — to hear my soul's complaint.

5 He lives — to silence all my fears,
He lives — to stoop and wipe my tears - r



Select. HYMN 87, «8L- 561

He lives — to calm my troubled heart,
He lives — all blessing's to impart.

6 He lives — my kind, wise, heav'nly Friend,
He lives — and loves me to the end ;'■

He lives — and while he lives I'll sing,
He lives — my prophet, priest, and king.

7 He lives — and grants me daily breath,
He lives — and I shall conquer death !
He lives — my mansion to prepare,

He lives— to bring" me safely there*
8 He lives — all glory to his name !

He lives — my Jesus, still the same :
e O the sweet joy this sentence gives,
" I know that my Redeemer lives !" Medley.

HYMN 87. 7s. Fairfax. [*]
Life and Strength in Christ.
1 CJON °f God, thy blessing grant,
k3 Still supply my every want ;.
Tree of life, thine influence shed,
With thy sap my spirit feed*
€ 2 Tenderest branch, alas : am I,
Wither Without thee, and die ;
Weak as helpless infancy ;

confirm my soul in thee !

3 Unsustain'd by thee, I fall ;
Send the strength for which 1 call :
Weaker than a bruised reed,
Help I ev'ry moment need.

4 All my hopes on thee depend ;
—Lore me, save me to the end !

Give me the continuing grace,
o Take the everlasting praise. Madan's Col.

HYMN 88. L. M, Castle Street. [*]
Jehovah-Jesus^

1 "]%/l*Y song shall bless the Lord of all,
J.TJL My praise shall climb to his abode \

d Thee, Saviour, by that name I call,
The great Supreme, the mighty God.

—2 Without beginning, or decline,
Object of faith, and not of sense j

g Eternal ages saw Him shine-
He shines eternal ages hence.
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562 HYMN 89. Select

^— — ^^— »— — » — — — — — — ^— — »

e 3 As much when in the manger laid,
o Almighty ruler of the sky ;
—As when the six day's work he made
o FillM all the morning stars with joy.
—4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears

Salvation is his dearest claim ;

That gracious sound well pleas'd he hears,

And owns Emmancel for his name.
& 5 A cheerful confidence I feel,

My well plac'd hopes with joy I see ;

My bosom glows with heav'nly zeal,

To worship him who died for me.
e 6 As man, he pities my complaint ;
o His pow'r and truth are all divine ;
— He will not fail, he cannot faint,
g Salvation's sure, and must be mine. Cowpeji

HYMN 89. L. M. Leeds. [*]

•Assurance in Christ our Righteousness^ Isa. xiv, 24,

Jer. xxiii, 6.

1 TTESUS, thy blood and righteousness
*3 My beauty are, my glorious dress ;
o 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd,

With joy shall I lift up my head.
« 2 When from the dust of death I rise,

To claim my mansion in the skie3 ;
— E'en then shall this be all my plea —
d " Jesus hath liv'd — and dy'd for me !"
— 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day,

For who aught to my charge shall lay ?

Fully, through thee absolv'd I am,

From sin's tremendous curse and shame

4 Thus Abraham the friend of God,

Thus all the armies bought with blood,
o Saviour of sinners, thee proclaim —
t Sinners, of whom the chief I am.
— 5 This spotless robe the same appears,

When ruin'd nature sinks in years ;

No age can change its glorious hue;

The robe of Christ is ever new.
o 6 O let the dead now hear thy voice ;
o Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice ;
— Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
g "Jfisus fhe Lord our Righteousness-.*' Wesley*



Select. HYMN 90, 91. 563

HYMN 90. €. M. Arundel. [*]
Holy Fortitude : er. the Christian Soldier.
I A M I a soldier of the cross ?
jljL A follower of the Lamb !
e And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name ?

— 2 Must I be carry' d to the skies,

On flow'ry beds of ease ?
e Whilst others fought to win the prize,

And saiPd through bloody seas ?

—3 Are there no foes for me to face ?

Must I not stem the flood ?
e Is this vile world a friend to grace,

To help me on to God ?

o 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ;
« Increase my courage Lord ;
*> I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die ;
o They view the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye.

© 6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine,
In robes of victory through the skies —
g The glory shall be thine. WATTS.

HYMN 91. 8, 7 & Z Tamwortk [*]
God the Pilgrim's Guide. Ps. xlviii, 14.
1 £^i UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah,
\JT Pilgrim thro' this barren land ;

1 am weak, but thou art mighty ;

Held me with thy powerful hand :

Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.

2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing streams do flow;

Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,

Lead me all my journey through :

Strong DehVrer !
Be thou still my strength and shield.
£ 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside ;



564 HYMN 92, 93. Select.

o Death of death, aod hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side :

Songs of praises—
I will ever give to thee, Robinscw.

HYMN 92. L. P. M. Devotion. [*]

The Christian's Shepherd. Ps, xxiii.
1 rg 1HE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

JL And feed me with a shepherd's care ;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye ;
My noonday walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend,

e 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountains pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads,
My weary wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscapes flow.

(B 3 Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray ;

-=r-His bounty shall my pains beguile ;

The barren wilderness shall smile,

With lively greens and herbage crown'd,
And streams shall murmur all around.

o 4 Though in the paths of death I tread,

With gloomy horrours overspread,
o My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,

For thou, O Lord, art with me still ;

Tny friendly crook shall give me aid,

And guide me through the dismal shade. ADDisfclf.



HYMN 93. L. M. Oporto, [*]
Ministry of Jlngels. Ps. xci, 11.

1 Q1EE, Gabriel swift descends to earth,
k3 Glad to foretell a Saviour's birth;

Hark ! — a full choir of angels sing,
The newrborn Saviour, and the King.

2 Behold these swift-wing'd envoys wait
On Jesus, in his humble state ;

The desert and the garden prove
Their glowing zeal, their tender love.

3 They saw the Conqueror mount on high,
To glorious worlds beyond the sky ;



Sekct. HYMN 94, 95. 565

Escorted by a shining band,

To take his place at God's right hand.

—4 Still are these glorious hosts above
Employed in messages of love ;
On saints below they cheerful wait,
Nor think the work beneath their state.

5 Jesus, my Lord, my living Friend,
May these thy servants me attend,
Thro' life ; and when 1 quit this clay,
o Safe to thine arms my soul convey. Needham

HYMN 94. C, M. Devizes. [*]

Servants of God always safe.

1 TTTTOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord,
JlJL How sure is their defence I
e Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help, Omnipotence.

—2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by thy care ;
Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt,
And breathe in tainted air.

e 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne ;

High on the broken wave,
o They know thou art not slow to hear,

Nor impotent to save.

—4 The storm is laid — the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will :
The sea that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.

e 5 In 'midst of dangers, fears, and deaths,

Thy goodness we'll adore ;
o We'll praise thee for thy mercies past ;
e And humbly hope for more.

—6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life,
Thy sacrifice shall be ;
And death, when death shall be our lot,
o Shall join our souls to thee, Addisov*

HYMN 95. C. M. PleyeVs. [*]

Confidence and joy in God. Hab. iii, Vf % 18.
e 1 A LTHO' the vine its fruit deny,
jljL Altho' the olive vield no oil ;
6*



566 HYMN 96, 97. Select



The with'ring fig-tree droop and die,
The field delude the tiller's toil ; —

2 Altho' the stall no herd afford,
p And perish all the bleating race ;
o Yet will I triumph in the Lord,
s The God of my salvation praise.

e 3 Tho' comfortless my soul remain,

And not a gleam of light appear ;
a Tho 1 joy be sought, and sought in vain,

And tho' despair itself be near ;~

p 4 Altho' assurance all be lost,

And blooming hopes cut off I see ;
o Yet will I in my Saviour trust,
g And glory that he died for me. We6Ij.EY.

HYMN 96. C. M, Z{on, [*]
Christ the Believer's Song,
e 1 ri^HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,

JL We love to hear of thee ;
— No musick's like thy charming name,
Nor half so sweet can be.

e 2 O may we ever hear thy voice,

In mercy to us speak ;
p And in our Priest will we rejoice,

Thou great Melchisedeck.

— 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,

While in this world we stay ;
o We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name,

When all things else decay,

•—4 When we appear in yonder cloud,

With all the favour'd throng ;
s Then will we sing more sweet, more loud,

And Christ shall be our song. JVLvdajt's Col.

HYMN 97. 7s, St. John's. [*]

Adieu to the vain World.

4 1 "Â¥7|7"ORLD, adieu ! thou real cheat :
TT Oft have thy deceitful charms

Fill'd my heart with fond conceit,

Foolish hopes and false alarms :
*— Now I see as clear as day,

JJow thy follies pass away.



Select. HYMN 98. 567

e 2 Vain, thy entertaining sights :

False, thy promises renew'd ;

All the pomp of thy delights

Does but flatter and delude :

Thee I quit for heav'n above,

Object of the noblest love.
—5 Let not, Lord, my wand'ring mind

Follow after fleeting toys ;

Since in thee alone I find,

Solid and substantial joys :- —
Joys that never overpast,

Through eternity shall last.
e 4 Lord, how happy is a heart,

After thee while it aspires !
— True and faithful as thou art,

Thou shalt answer its desires :
g It shall see the glorious scene

Of thine everlasting reign. Madan's Col.

HYMN 98. 7 & 6. Amsterdam. [*]
The Pilgrim's Song.
o 1 II ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
JLM/ Thy better portion trace ;
Rise from transitory things,

Tow'rds heav'n thy native place :
p Sun, and moon, and stars decay ;

Time shall soon this earth remove :
s Rise, me soul, and haste away,

To seats prepar'd above.
- 2 Rivers to the ocean run,

Nor stay in all their course ;
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ;
Both speed them to their source :
e So a soul that's born of God,

Pants to view his glorious face ;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace,
d 3 Cease ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ;

Press onward to the prize ;
o Soon our Saviour will return,

Triumphant in the skies,
p Yet a season, and you know,

Happy entrance will be giv'n ;
p All our sorrows left below,

And earth exchanged for heay'n, MapAN's Cafc.



568 HYMN 99, 100. Select

HYMN 99. 10 & 11. Walworth. [*]
View of Heaven. Rev. xxii, 1 — 5.

1 /^kN wings of faith mount up, my soul, and rise,
v-F View thine inheritance beyond the skies ;
Nor heart can think, nor mortal tongue can tell,
"What endless pleasure in those mansions dwell :

There my Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious*
O'er sin, and death, and hell, he reigns victorious*

2 No gnawing grief, no sad heart-rending pain,
In that bless'd country can admission gain ;
No sorrow there, no soul-tormenting fear,

For God's own hand shall wipe the falling tear :
There my Redeemer lives, &c.

3 Before the throne a crystal river glides,
Immortal verdure decks its cheerful sides ;
There the fair tree of life majestic rears

Its blooming head, and sovereign virtue bears :
There my Redeemer lives, &c

4 No rising sunhistransientbeams displays,
No sickly moon emits her feeble rays ;
The Godhead there celestial glory sheds,
Th' exalted Lamb eternal radiance spreads :

There my Redeemer lives, &c.

5 One distant glimpse my eager passion fires I
Jesus, to thee my longing soul aspires !
When shall I at my heavenly home arrive —
When leave this earth, and when begin to live ?

For there my Saviour is all bright and glorious,
O'er sin, and death, and hell, he reigns victorious.

Straphaw

HYMN 100. 7s. St. John's. [*]
Privileges of Adoption. 1 John Hi, 1,2.

1 TJLESSED are the sons of God ;

J3 They are bought with Christ's own blood,
They are ransom'd from the grave ;
Life eternal they shall have :
With them number'd may we be,
Here, and in eternity.

2 God did love them in his Son,
Long before the world begun ;
They the seal of this receive,
When on Jeaus they believe .



Select. ' HYMN 101. 569



With thetn numbered may we be,
Here, and in eternity.

3 They are justified by grace ;
They enjoy a solid peace ;

All their sins are wash'd away ;
They shall stand in God's great day :
With them number'd may we be,
Here, and in eternity.

4 They produce the fruits of grace,
In the works of righteousness ;
They are harmless, meek, and mild,
Holy, blameless, undefil'd :

With them number'd may we be,
Here, and in eternity.

5 They are lights upon the earth,
Children of an heavenly birth ;
One with God, with Jesus one ;
Glory is in them begun :

g With them number'd may we be,

Here, and in eternity. Humphreys*

HYMN 101. 8s. Consolation. [*]
Supreme Love to Christ.

1 TVTY gracious Redeemer I love,
J. â–¼ JL His praises aloud Pil proclaim ;

And join with the armies above,

To shout his adorable name.

To gaze on his glories divine,

Shall be my eternal employ —

To feel them incessantly shine,

My boundless ineffable joy.
e 2 He freely redeem'd with his blood,

My soul from the confines of hell,
— To live on the smiles of my God,

And in his sweet presence to dwell ;
o To shine with the angels of light,

With saints and with seraphs to sing ;
g To view with eternal delight, —

My Jesus, my Saviour, my King.
e 3 In Mesech as yet I reside —

A darksome and restless abode !

Molested with foes on each side,

And longing to dwell with my God.



570 HYMN 102. Select

e O when shall my spirit exchange
This cell of corruptible clay,
For mansions celestial, and range
Through realms of ineffable day !

4 My glorious Redeemer, I long
To see thee descend on the cloud,
Amidst the bright numberless throng,
And mix with the triumphant crowd.
z O when will thou bid me ascend,
To join in thy praises above —
To gaze on thee — world without end,
And feast on thy ravishing love ?

—5 Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain,

Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear,