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Till the full glories of thy face,
Inspire a sweeter, nobler song.

OPORTO.

HYMN 24. 78. GIBBONS.

A Death, yield up the mighty pray!

. Christ, awhile to mortals given, o Reascends his native heaven:

There the pompous triumph waits; a Lift up your heads, eternal gates!

“Wide unfold the radiant scene,

“Take the King of glory in!" -2 Him tho' highest heav'n receives,

Still he loves the earth he leaves;
Tho' returning to his throne,
Still he calls mankind his own.
Still for us he intercedes,
Prevalent his death he pleads;
Next himself prepares a place,

Harbinger of human race.
e 3 Master, (may we ever say,)

Taken from the world away;
See thy faithful servants, see,
Ever gazing ap to thee.

Grant, though parted from our sight, -High above yon azure height,

Grant our souls may thither rise
Foll' wing thee beyond the skies.
4 Ever upward let us move,
Wafted on the wings of love;
Looking when our Lord shall come-

Looking for a happier home.
• There we shall with thee remain,

Partners of thy endless reigu;
There thy face unclouded see
Find a heay'n of heav'n's in thee.

FALMOTTH.

Christ's Resurrection and 'Ascension.

Matt. xxviii, 2. di

, roll away s See the Saviour quits the tomb

Glowing with immortal bloom. u 2 Shout, ye seraphs; Gabriel, raise

Fame's eternal trump of praise; -Let the earth’s remotest bound,

Echo to the blissful sound.

o 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes;

See the conqueror mount the skies;
Troops of angels on the road,
Hail, and sing th' incarnate God.

g 4 Heav'n unfolds her portals wide

Glorious Ilero, thro' them ride;
King of glory, mount thy throne,

Boundless empire is thine own.
s 5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs,

Praise, and sweep your golden lyres;
Praise him in the noblest songs,
From ten thousand thousand tongues.

HYMN 23. L. M. STEELE.

Christ's Death, Resurrection and As

cension. Acts ii, 32-36.

–6 Let Emmanuel be ador'd
d Ransom, Mediator, Lord;
o To creation's utmost bound,
Let th' immortal praise resound.

REDEEMING LOVE.

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HYMN 25. 8, 7, & 4. ROBINSON.

Praise to the REDEEMER.

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MIGHTY God, while angels bless

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tune, ye saints,

your noblest strains, Your dying, rising Lord to sing; And echo to the heavenly plains, The triumphs of your Saviour King. % In songs of grateful rapture tell, How he subdu'd your potent foes; Subdu'd the pow'rs of death and hell, Aud, dying, finish'd all your woes. 3 Then to his glorious throne on high, Return'd; while hymning angels round, Thro' the bright arches of the sky, The God, the conquering God, resound.

Almighty love, victorious pow'r! Not angel-tongues can e'er display The wonders of that dreadful hour The joys of that illustrious day.

May an infant lisp thy name?
Lord of man, as well as angels,

Thou art every creature's theme.
Hallalujah.

Hallalujah, hallalujah. Amen. -2 Lord of every land and nation,

Ancient of eternal days! o Sounded through the wide creation,

Be thy just, exalted praise. Hal. & 3 For the grandeur of thy nature

Grand beyond a seraph's thoughtFor created works of power, Works with skill and kindness wrought:

Hal. 4 For thy providence that governs

Thro' thine empire's wide domain; e Wings an angel-guides a sparrow Blessed be thy gentle reign.

Hal.

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2 Crown him, ye morning stars of light,

Who fix'd this floating ball; Now hail the strength of Israel's might,

And crown him-Lord of all. "3 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,

Who from his altar call; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,

And crown him-Lord of all.

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- Hail him, ye heirs of David's line,

Whoin David, Lord, did call; The God incarnate! Man Divine!

And crown him-Lord of all.

EJOICE--the Lord is king!

Your God and King adore; Mortais give thanks and sing,

And triumph ever more: Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice. 2 Rejoice—the Saviour reigns!

The God of truth and love; When he had purg'd our stains, He took his seat above:*

the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. --3 His kingdom cannot fail,

He rules air, earth and heaven; The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus giv’n: o Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,

Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice.

Lift up

-5 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,

Ye ransom'd from the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace,

And crown him-Lord of all.

e 6 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget,

The worm wood and the gail; -Go spread your trophies at his feet,

And crown him Lord of all.

7 Let every kindred, every tribe,

On this terrestrial ball, & To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him-Lord of all.

DOXOLOGY.

-5 He all his foes shall quell

Shall all our sins destroy;
And every bosom swell,

With pure seraphic joy; o Lift up the heart, lite up the voice,'

Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice..

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01 CLORY to God on high:

T Let heaven and earih reply
Praise

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his vare!
His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore;
And sing forevermore

Worthy the Lamb.
2 All they around the throne
Cheerfully join in one,

Praising his name:
We, who have felt his blood,
Sealing our peace with Goil,
Sound bis dear name abroad-

Worthy the Lamb.
3 Join all ye ransom'd race,

Our Lord and God to bless; 0 Praise ye his name:

1 All, thou once despised Jesus!

Thou dixist free salvation bring; By thy death thou didst release us

From the tyrant's deadly sting. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,

All our sins ou thee were laid; Great High Priest, by God anointed,

Thou hast full atonement made.

3 Contrite sinners are forgiven,

Through the virtue of thy blood: Open'd is the gate of heaven,

Peace is made for man with God.

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Give me thy meek, thy lowly mind,
And stamp thine image on my heart.

2 From my own works at last I cease God, who creates, isust seal my peace; Fruitless my loil, and vain my care,

Unless thy sovereigo grace I share. e 3 Lord, I despair myself to heal,

I see my siti, but cannot feel;
I cannot, till thy Spirit blow,
And bid th' obedient waters flow.

3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,
And fully set my spirit tree;
I cannot rest till pure within,
Till I am wholly lost in thee.
4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God;
Thy light anıt easy barden prove-
The cross, all stand with hailow'd blood-
The labour of thy dying love.
5 I would-but thou must give the pow'r,
My heart from ev'ry sin release;
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with thy perfect peace.
6 Come, Lord, the drooping signer

cheer,
Nor let thy chariot wheels delay;
Appear in my poor heart, appear;
My God, my Saviour, come away.

PLEYEL's. WORSHIP.

'Tis thine a heart of flesh to gire, Thy gifts I only caa receive; Here then to thee I all resign,

To draw, redeem, and seal, is thine. 05 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness

Make my infecteil nature pure; (care,
Pesce, righteousness, and joy, impart,
And pour thyself into my heart.

AIMLEY,

HYMN 39. C. M. Jones.

Sinner resolving to go to Christ. Esthe

iv, 16.

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HYMN 37. C. M. STEELE.

HOME, humble sinner, in whose Repentance.

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A thousand thoughts revolve, 1 TOW oft, alas! this wretched heart Come with your guilt and fear oppress’d, Has wander'd from the Lord!

And make this last resolve:
How oft my roving thoughts depart,
Forgetful of his word!

0 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sin

“Hath like a mountain rose; 2 Yet sov'reign mercy calls—Return;" “I know his courts, I'll enter in, Dear Lord, and may I come!

“Whatever may oppose. My vile ingratitude I mourn; O take the wanderer home.

e 3 “Prostrate I'll lie before his throne,

“And there my guilt confess; 3 And canst thou-wilt thou yet forgive, p "I'll tell him Inn a wretch undone, And bid my crimes remove?

“Without his sovereign grace. And shall a pardon'd rebel live, To speak thy wondrous love.

* "I'll to the graciaus King approach,

“Whose seeptre pardon gives; • Almighty grace, thy healing pow'r, -"Perhaps he may command my touchHow glorious—how divine!

“And then the suppliant lives. That can to life and bliss restore, So vile a heart as mine.

5 “Perhaps he will admit my plea,

“Perhaps will hear my prayer; 5 Thy pard’ning love-so free-so sweet

e “But if I perish, I will pray, Dear Saviour, I adore;

“And perish only there. O keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more.

-6 “I can but perish if I go,
CANTERBURY. WANTAGE.

“I am resolv'd to try;
“For if I stay away, I know

“I must for ever die.” WALSAL.

HYMN 38. L. M.

HYMN 40. 7 & 6. COWPER.

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Sinner submitting to God.
WEARXnof struggling with my
Hopeless to burst this sinful chain,
At length I give the contest o’er,
And seek to free myself no more.

The Heart healed by Mercy.
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VIN enslav'd me many years,

And led me bound and blind;
Till at length a thousand fears

Came swarning o'er my mind.

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