HYMN 96. C. M. MADAN'S COL.
Christ the Believer's Song.
e 1 HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, We love to hear of thee;
-No musick's like thy charming name, Nor half so sweet can be.
e 20 may we ever hear thy yoice,
In mercy to us speak;
And in our Priest will we rejoice,
Thou great Melchisedeck.
-3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,
While in this world we stay;
. We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name,
When all things else decay.
When we appear in yonder cloud,
With all the favour'd throng,
8 Then will we sing more sweet, more And Christ shall be our song. [loud, HYMN 2.
HYMN 97. 7s. MADAN'S COL.
ORLD, adieu! thou real cheat;
Oft have thy deceitful charms
Fill'd my heart with fond conceit,
Foolish hopes and false alarms:
-Now I see as clear as day,
How thy follies pass away.
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.
-3 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. FINEDON.
HYMN 98. 7 & 6. MADAN'S COL.
The Pilgrim's Song.
21RIE, my soul, and stretch, thy
Thy better portion trace; [wings,
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heav'n thy native place.
3 They are justify'd 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.
05 They are lights upon the earth,
Children of an heav'nly birth;
One with God, with Jesus one;
Glory is in them begun:
g With them number'd may we be,
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.
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 triumphing crowd.
e O when wilt 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,
Shall ever molest me again,
Perfection of glory reigus there.
o This soul and this body shall shine,
In robes of salvation and praise,
And banquet on pleasures divine,
Where God his full beauty displays.
d 6 Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns,
Your pride with disdain I survey;
Your pomps are but shadows and sounds,
And pass in a moment away:
o The crown that my Saviour bestows, Yon permanent sun shall outshine; g My joy everlastingly flowsMy God, my Redeemer is mine.
HYMN 101. 8s. FRANCIS.
Supreme Love to Christ.
Y gracious Redeemer I love,
M His praises aloud I'll proclaim;
And join with the armies above
To shout his adorable name.
gaze on his glory 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;
Praise for Salvation.
UR Saviour alone, The Lord let us bless, Who reigns on his throne, The Prince of our peace; Who evermore saves us, By shedding his blood: o All hail, holy Jesus, Our Lord and our God!
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