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And life, thro' Christ's redeeming blood,
Immortal and divine. 3 So let us sing his praise
While life and being last; Then taste those beatitic joys Which cannot be express'd.
HYMN 254. P. M.
God all in all.
SING the gospel day,
When Christ shall fioish sin ;
And humbly owo,
2 The Saviour Christ must reiga
Till all his foes submit;
Shall prostrate fall, And humbly own,
That God-alone- Is all in all, 3 Then death itself shall die,
And life triumphaot reign ;
And humbly own,
Then Christ shall subject be
Shall prostrate fall, And bumbly own,
HYMN 255. L. M.
The Voice of Peace to the troubled Spirit.
On Aying pioions, takes her way,
And view the wonders of the day. 2 Lo, she returns and seeks her rest,
And brings the olive branch of peace ;
The tidings all their hopes increase. 3 So we, upon this ocean wide,
This boist'rous and perturbed state,
Nor we observe the floods abate.
A source of love, a fount of grace ;
And points to God our righteousness. 5 Celestial messenger of joy!
Speed on thy way to this sad heart;
HYMN 256. L. M.
The Soul's Anticipation of future Bliss.
EAR me, ye spirits of the blest,
To Zion's bow'rs of joy and peace ; Where all is love and heav'nly rest,
And boly anthems never cease.
Your lively pinions, hope and faith,
I rise, a conqu’ror over death.
I groan in bondage, toil, and pain;
4 Here passions, leagu'd in baleful strife,
W Vage with our comforts cruel war;
Join'd in the rude tempest'ous jar.
A rapt'rous prospect cheers the soul;
And seas of bliss ecstatic roll.
No root of bitterness is found;
And spreads a joyful scene around. 7 Theo bear me, spirits of the blest,
On faith and hope's most lively wing,
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EAR Lord, behold thy servants here,
From various parts together meet, To tell their labours thro' the
We've toil'd and wrought with watchful care ;
Thy love consumes the choaking tare. 3 The reapers cry tby fields are wbite,
And ready to be gather'd in;
This is the day to finish sin.
We've flagons too of richest wine;
And crown the banquet all divine. 5 O bless us while we bere remain,
With holy love thy servants fill;
O may thy doctrine drop like rain,
And like the silent dew distil.
O grant us wisdom from above;
HYMN 258. P. M.
The Star of Bethlehem.
The glitt'ring host bestud the sky i One star alone, of all the train,
Can fix the sioner's waod'ring eye. Hark! bark! to God the chorus breaks,
From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks,
It is the Star of Bethlehem. 2 Once on the raging seas I rode,
The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd
The wind, that toss'd my found'ring bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze,
Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose,
It was the Star of Bethlehem. 3 It was my guide, my light, my all;
It made my dark forebodings cease ;
It led me to the port of peace.
I'll sing first in night's diadem,
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And spreads effulgent day.
2 Like water to the thirsty soul
Are flowings of thy love,
And bears our thoughts above.
In search of folly rove?
From the soft bands of love? 4 Extend around thy loving arms,
Infold us in thy breast,
Our wavering souls may rest.
That faith which works by love; And to our strengthen'd eyes reveal
Our life in Christ above.
HYMN 260. L. M.
Christ the Light and Life of the World.
How fast it spreads ! fills earth and skies,
Before the Saviour's day of grace.
In brighter rays and warmer fire ;
Sball rise to glory, and endure.
No chilling blasts young buds destroy ;
And dying man of death be heal'd. 4 Seraphic raptures swell the theme,
And joys bewilder like a dream;