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When Jesus shall descend the skies, And form a bright, and dazzling ray. 2 Nations shall in a day be born,

And swift, like doves, to Jesus fly;
The church shall know no clouds return,
Nor sorrows mixing with their joy.
3 The lion and the lamb shall feed
Together in his peaceful reign;
And Zion, blest with heav'nly bread,
Of pinching wants no more complain.
4 The Jew, the Greek, the bond, the free,
Shall boast their sep'rate rights no more;
But join in sweetest harmony,

Their Lord, their Saviour to adore.
5 Thus, till a thousand years be past,
Shall holiness and peace prevail;
And ev'ry knee shall bow to Christ,
And ev'ry tongue shall Jesus hail.
6 Then the redeem'd shall mount on high,
Where their deliv'ring Prince is gone;
And angels at his word shall fly,

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To bless them with the conq'ror's crown.
HYMN 49. First Part. L. M.

Thy will be done on Earth, as it is in Heaven.

T HOU reign'st, O Lord, thy throne is high,

Thy robes are light and majesty ;

Thy pow'r is sov'reign to fulfil
The holy counsels of thy will.

2 Thy will be done on earth below
As 'tis in heav'n; thy grace bestow
On us and all; may we and they
Renounce our wills, and thine obey.
3 While all the hosts of heav'n rejoice
To yield obedience to thy voice;

In constancy, and zeal, and love,
May we resemble those above.

HYMN 49. Second Part. C. M.
Resignation to the will of God.

THR

1HRO' all the downward tracks of time, God's watchful eye surveys;

O! who so wise to choose our lot,
Or regulate our ways!

2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love,
Unmeasurably kind;

To his unerring, gracious will,
Be ev'ry wish resign'd.

3 Good when he gives, supremely good,
Nor less when he denies;

Ev'n crosses from his sov'reign hand
Are blessings in disguise.

4 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found;
The honey's mix'd with gall:

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'Midst changing scenes and dying friends, Be thou my all in all.

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HYMN 49. Third Part. C. M.
The will of God be done in providence.
T is the Lord-enthron'd in light,
Whose claims are all divine;
Who has an undisputed right
To govern me and mine.

2 It is the Lord-should I distrust,
Or contradict his will?

Who cannot do but what is just,
And must be righteous still.
3 It is the Lord-who gives me all
My wealth, my friends, my ease;
And of his bounties may recall
Whatever part he please.

4 It is the Lord-who can sustain
Beneath the heaviest load,
From whom assistance I obtain
To tread the thorny road.

5 It is the Lord-whose matchless skill
Can from afflictions raise
Matter, eternity to fill

With ever growing praise.

6 It is the Lord-my cov❜nant God, Thrice blessed be his name!

Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood, Must ever be the same.

7 His cov❜nant will my soul defend,
Should nature's self expire:

And the great Judge of all descend
In awful flames of fire.

8 And can my soul with hopes like these,
Be sullen, or repine?

No, gracious God, take what thou please,
I'll cheerfully resign.

HYMN 50. First Part. L. M.

Give us this day our daily bread.

1 MOST gracious Father, God of all,

To thee we come, on thee we call,
By whom both man and beast are fed:
Give us this day our daily bread.

2 All our supplies on thee depend;
Whate'er we want, in mercy send;
Thou art the glorious fountain-head,
Give us this day our daily bread.
3 Nothing, O Lord, do we deserve;
The thought of merit we would dread;
'Tis as an alms alone we crave,
Give us this day our daily bread.

4 Forgiving grace do thou impart
To cheer and sanctify each heart;
May we in death join with our Head,
And feed on Christ the living bread.

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HYMN 50. Second Part. L. M.
Father, feed and bring us safely home!
HRO' all the various shifting scene
Of life's mistaken ill or good ;
Thy hand, O God, conducts unseen
The beautiful vicissitude.

2 Thou givest with paternal care,
Howe'er unjustly we complain,
To each their necessary share

Of joy and sorrow, health and pain.
3 Trust we to youth, or friends or pow'r,
Fix we on this terrestrial ball?
When most secure, the coming hour,
If thou see fit, may blast them all.

4 When lowest sunk with grief and shame,
Fill'd with affliction's bitter cup,
Lost to relations, friends and fame,
Thy pow'rful hand can raise us up.
5 Thy pow'rful consolations cheer,
Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh;
Thy hand can dry the trickling tear,
That secret wets the orphan's eye.

6 Thus far sustain'd, and cloth'd and fed,
Thro' life's tumultuous scenes we've come ;
Give us this day our daily bread,
And lead, and bring us safely home.

HYMN 51. C. M.

Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.· ́

LORD, at thy feet we sinners lie,

And knock at mercy's door;

With heavy heart and downcast eye,
Thy favour we implore.

2 In deep distress we seek thy face
Forgiveness to receive ;

We trust our souls are taught thro' grace,
Our debtors to forgive.

3 'Tis pardon, pardon we implore,
O let thy bowels move!
Thy grace is an exhaustless store,
And thou thyself art love.

4 O! for thine own, for Jesus' sake,
Our many sins forgive;

Thy grace our rocky hearts can break,
And breaking soon relieve.

5 Mercy, good Lord, mercy we plead,
This is the total sum;

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Mercy, thro' Christ, mercy we need ;
Lord, let thy mercy come.

HYMN 52. First Part. L. M.
Temptations.

THUS

HUS far my God has led me on, And made his truth and mercy known; My hopes and fears alternate rise, And comforts mingle with my sighs. 2 Thro' this wide wilderness I roam, Far distant from my blissful home; Lord, let thy presence be my stay, And guard me in this dang'rous way. 3 Temptations ev'ry where annoy, And sins and snares my peace destroy ; My earthly joys are from me torn, And oft an absent God I mourn.

4 My soul with various tempests toss'd; Her hopes o'erturn'd, her projects cross'd

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