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HYMN 300.

My life's a shade, my days
Apace to death decline;
My Lord is life, he'll raise

P.M.

My dust again, e’en mine : Sweet truth to me, I shall arise, And with these eyes my Saviour see.

2

My peaceful grave shall keep
My bones, till that sweet day
I wake from my long sleep,
And leave my bed of clay.
Sweet truth, &c.

3

My Lord his angels shall

Their golden trumpets sound ;
At whose most welcome call
My grave shall be unbound.
Sweet truth, &c.

4

I said some time with tears,

"Ah me, I'm loath to die !"
Lord, silence thou those fears,
My life's with thee on high.
Sweet truth, &c.

5

What means my trembling heart,
To be thus shy of death?

My life and I shan't part,

Though I resign my breath.
Sweet truth, &c.

6

Then welcome, harmless death;
By thee to heav'n I'll go ;

My Lord his death shall save
Me from the shades below.
Sweet truth, &c.

HYMN 301. C. M.

JEHOVAH stretch'd the heav'ns abroad,

The universe he made ;

He is the true and living God,
In majesty array'd.

2

The idol gods must sink and fall,
Though long by men ador'd ;
Jesus is God, and rules o'er all,
The universal Lord.

3

All pow'r and glory are his own,
Give honour to the Lord;
Beauty and strength adorn his throne,
And holy is his word.

4

Ye people, to Jehovah give

All glory, honour, praise :

With heart and voices, while we live,

We'll hallelujahs raise.

HYMN 302. L. M.

COME, Zion's daughter, shout and sing, Israel, thy thankful praises bring,

Jerusalem, lift up thy voice,

And heav'n and earth in God rejoice.

2

The Lord Jehovah, mighty God,
Removes the judgments of his rod;
Casts out our ev'ry hurtful foe,
And doth his great salvation shew.

3

The King of Israel, Christ the Lord,
Doth in his church his name record;

Her faithful sons shall faint no more,
But rise to joy, and God adore.

The Lord our God in Zion dwells,
Subdues for us the raging hells ;
Our God will save, his arm is strong,
And his salvation is our song.

5

Jesus in Zion will rejoice,
Zion the object of his choice;
O Zion! richly thou art bless'd,
Thy God with thee will ever rest.

6

To God the Lord be praises giv❜n,
By all on earth, and all in heav'n ;
Our souls the joyful chorus join,
To give Jehovah praise divine.

HYMN 303. C. M.

LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high; To thee will I direct my pray❜r, To thee lift up mine eye.

2

Up to the hills where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints,
Presenting, at his Father's throne,
Our songs and our complaints.

3

O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev'ry path of duty straight,
And plain before my face.

HYMN 304. S. M.

THE Lord our God is high,

Dominion is his own;

In vain the sons of men may try
To make his glory known.

2

Who can with God compare?
Or who is like the Lord ?
Not man or highest angel dare
Oppose his awful word.

3

But we'll adore his name,

With all the pow'rs we boast; From heav'n the great Jehovah came To seek and save the lost.

4

Come bless the Lord, my soul,
Ye men and angels join

To spread his praise from pole to pole,
For mercy so divine.

HYMN 305. L. M.

COME sing his praise, all nature rise,

Whatever is beneath the skies,

Earth, water, air, exalt his name,
And all your hosts his praise proclaim.

2

Reptiles that on the surface creep,
Fossils that in its bosom sleep;
While silent ye or rest, or move,
Praise ye the mighty God above.

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Ye seas and rivers, fountains, rills,
And whatsoe'er your bosom fills,

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Fishes of ev'ry kind, declare
The God who fix'd your station there.

4

Ye herbs and flow'rs, and meaner weeds,
Grass, corn, and grain of different seeds,
Give praise to him who makes you grow
In all your various forms below.

THY

HYMN 306. P. M.

name we extol, Jehovah our King, For ever in thee we'll triumph and sing;

From morning to ev'ning thy goodness we'll praise, And while we have being thy honour we'll raise.

2

How great is the Lord! no tongue can make known The infinite God, eternal his throne ;

And great be his praises, by all be they giv'n, By men and by angels, on earth and in heav'n.

3

The works of his hand declare his vast might; His terrible acts are holy and right;

His truth and his justice are seen in his ways, And his mighty wonders demand highest praise.

4.

His goodness and truth, how rich do they prove! No anger he bears, his nature is love;

To all he is tender, and good doth impart :

To him will we render the praise of the heart.

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ALL angels bless'd above,

And happy spirits there,

Sing of Jehovah's boundless love,

His

mercy they declare.

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