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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