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112 Humbly, Lord Christ, I thee address; 950 * T. 22.
Ah! clothe me in thy righteousness;
Within thy wounds I crave a place,
13 Amen! thou sov'reign God of love, Will he prolong my mournful days,
O grant that when we hence remove,
Our souls, redeemed by thy blood,
I come both and
weary opprest, Brought nothingwith him when he came, And pray, Lord, take my soul to rest! And naked leaves this earthly frame. 2 When I shall yield my dying breath, 4 Teach us to number so our days,
Support me by thy bitter death;
Thy mercy is my only plea;
Thou hast eternal life procur'd;
4 Thy stripes have me,a sinner, heald; 6 Evil and few, as Jacob says,
My pardon with thy blood is seald;
Thy agony, thy dying breath
When death in darkness seals my eyes. his Son,
gave Who did for all
sins atone! 6 What songs of everlasting joy 8 'Tis he, my Saviour Jesus Christ,
Shall mine and angels longues employ!
How shall we to eternity
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Since he laid down his life for me, Where I shall see him face to face.
He'll keep me to eternity. 10 My flesh meanwhiledoth restinhope, 2 How glad am 1, that I have known Till in his likeness raised up;
What he to ransom me hath done!
How glad am I, that I believe,
Die when I will, he'll ine receive !
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5 God gives the victory; JESUS, by thy almighty pow'r
To him due thanks be paid; My soul from death deliver,
For we are conqu’rors when we die,
Thro' Christ our living Head. .
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WHEN I shall gain permission 2 Tho' guilt would fill my soul with
To leave this mortal tent, dread,
And get from pain dismission, Despair and consternation,
Jesus ! thyself present; I know I need not be afraid,
And let me, when expiring, Since Christ is my salvation death,
Recline upon thy breast, His precious blood, his wounds and Thus I shall be acquiring
Eternal life and rest. Shall, when I draw my latest breath,
Be my support and comfort, 3 I of his body am a limb,
Convey my soul into thy hands,
When soul and body sever ; In him, who for me liv’d and dy'd, My body, tho' reduc'd to dust, I've found life everlasting.
Thou wilt (O Lord, I firmly trust)
Once raise to live for ever. 4 Since he did from the dead arise,
Then shall I see thee face to face,
In everlasting joy and peace,
And sing, with all the saints above,
The wonders of redeeming love.
O Christ, my Lord, ://: I'll thee adore
Here, and above, for evermore, And live with him for ever.
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957. T. 582. THE spirits of the just,
CONFIDING in thy name,
Jesus, the church's Head,
Rememb’ring thou wast dead: 2 Jesus, who came to save,
A bitter death indeed (The Lamb for sinners slain,)
Was thine, O Lamb of God;
By thy atoning blood. 3 Why should we fear to trust
2 O death where is thy sting? The place where Jesus lay?
O grave, thy victory? He'll raise our bodies from the dust,
He that believes in Christ can sing: And unto life convey.
6. He hath redeemed me!” 4 Sin's pardon'dI'm secure;
Trusting in him by faith Death hath no sting beside :
We now the vict'ry gain ; The law gives sin condemning pow'r, In him we triumph over death, Bat Jesus for me dy'd.
Who for us rose again,
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2 Nought can disturb this heir of life, WHERE is this infant? It is gone!
All worldly cares are fled;
And he's now perfected.
[care. It proves, he doth bear This lamb in his bosom, 'tis safe in his BLEST soul, how sweetly dost thou
961.* T. 14. 2 He took such in his arms on earth,
Bliss far beyond compare !
2 His suff'rings have deliver'd thee gave Whene'er he sees best
From mis’ry, woe and death; For them to come to him, and with His word, “'Tis finish'd!" prov'd to
be him to rest.
The triumph of thy faith. 3 This infant rests now happily In Christ the Source of our salvation ! 3 Now to the earth let these remains Rejoicing to eternity,
In hope committed be! Join'd to the perfect congregation.
Until the body chang’d obtains
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Our pray'rs, when dying, thee attende Are called to heaven, O that's a great
ed, blessing !
Thou'st ended Removed from danger and woe, they Thy mortal life, and now always for ever
Beholdest Jesus face to face ; Rejoice in the presence of Jesus their The holy angels did convey Saviour.
Thy soul to realms of endless day,
There bless thee, God the Father, and 960. T. 14
the Son, How sweetly this our brother sleeps, And Holy Ghost, Jehovah Three in Enjoying endless peace,
One, The grave, wherein his Saviour lay, Thou there ador'st the Lamb that sitIs now his resting-place.
teth on the throne,
XXXIX. Of Christ's Coming to Judgment.
· 964. T. 581. TIS sure that awful time will come,
HARK! the trump of God is heard, When Christ, the Lord of glory,
And th' archangel's voice on high; Shall from his throne give men their Yea, the Lord himself descends doom,
With a shout that rends the sky; And change things transitory:
Lo! the bars of death are burst, This will strike dumbeach impious jeer,
See the dead in Christ rise first; When all will be consum'd by fire, 2 His blest people, still on earth,
And heav'n and earth dissolved, 'In a moment chang’d, all rise 2 The wak’ning trumpet all shall hear, In the clouds, caught up with then, The dead shall then be raised,
Meet their Saviour in the skies; And 'fore the judgment-seat appear,
Fears and doubts are far remov'd, On th' right and left hand placed;
Him they see, whom here they lov'd. Those in the body at that time 3 See this transient mortal life Shall, in a manner most sublime, Swallow'd up eternally! Endure a transmutation.
Death, O death, where is thy sting? 3 Woe then to him, that hath despis’d, Thanks to God, thro’ Christ we have
Where, O grave, thy victory?
Vict'ry over death and grave.
4 Now all tears are wip'd away; Then how confounded will he stand, Free from curse and free from pain, When he must go,at Christ's command, All Christ's people now with him To everlasting torment!
Kings and priests for ever reign. 4 When all with awe shall stand around Henceforth his unbounded grace To hear their doom allotted,
Is their theme of endless praise. O may my worthless name be found 5 In the hope of all this joy,
In the Lamb's book unblotted; Brethren, let us still be found; Grant me that firm, unshaken faith Stedfast in the faith of Christ, That thou, my Saviour, by thy death May we all in love abound,
Hast purchas'd my salvation. Till we shall, when time is o'er, 5 Before thou shalt as judge appear,
Live with him for evermore.
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LO! he cometh! countless trumpels Then bring me to that blessed place Christ's appearance usher in! Where I shall see, with open face, 'Midst ten thousand saints and angels The glory of thy kingdom.
See our Judge and Saviour shine!
Hallelujah! :ll: 6 O Jesus, shorten the delay,
Welcome, welcome, slaughter'd Lamb! And hasten thy salvation, That we may see that glorious day 2 Now the song of all the saved, Produce a new creation :
Worthy is the Lamb! resounds: Lord Jesus, come, our Judge and King, Now resplendent shine his nail-prints, Come, change our mournful notes, to Ev'ry eye shall see his wounds! sing
They who pierc'd him ://: Thy praise for ever! Amen. Shall at his appearing wail.
Plead as my
3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, 2 If yet while pardon may be found,
Thy mercy I've not sought,
My heart with inward horror shrinks,
3 That thou, O Lord, wilt stand disclos'd Stand before the Son of !
In majesty severe, 4. All who love him view his glory,
And sit in judgment on my soul;
How then shall I appear ?
4 But thou declarest in thy word, Now their heads with gladness raise: That sinners who to thee, Happy mourners! :11
While here they live, repenting turn, Lo, on clouds he comes! he comes ! Shall live eternally. 5 See redemption, long expected,
5 Grant that I never may despair On that awful day appear;
Full pardon to obtain,
Since Jesus Christ, to save my soul,
Upon the 'cross was slain.
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ACCORDING to my state on earth
Will the decisive sentence be; My faith shall triumph o'er the grave, They who have felt the second birth, And trample on the tombs;
The second death shall never see;
But if from hence I take my flight
A captive to the tyrant sin,
Farewel to ev'ry cheering light,
A scene of darkness must begin.
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„No soul finds here or rest, or bliss ;
The man by this vain world o'ercome
Will of salvation surely miss:
Jesus alone yields comfort true,
Jesus is pleasure void of pain;
His mercies ev'ry day are new,
His friendship's fire doth still remain.
The scorn'd selected fewthricehappyare
Who havein Jesus'lovę& gracea share,
2 His shame to all will be display'd, How long, dear Saviour, O how long However specious here his dress,
Shall this bright hour delay ? Who is not in the robe array'd
Who of Christ's fulness ne'er receiv'd,
Will tremble at the judgment-day ; 967. T. 14.
However righteous here believ'd, WHEN rising from the bed of death, Then naked must he go away :(they
O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, Haste then to Jesus Christ; thrice happy I see my Maker face to face, Who to the mercy-seat have found thei Oh, how shall I appear?