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2 'Twas he that cleans'd our foulest sins,
And wash'd us in his richest blood;
And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest,
To Jesus, our superior king,
And ev'ry tongue his glory sing.
He now displays his pard’ning grace. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail,
While we rejoice to see the day;
Day of Judgment.
Hark! the trumpet's awful sound,
Shakes the vast creation round.
Will the sinner's heart confound ! 2 See the judge our nature wearing,
Cloth'd in majesty divine ! You who long for his appearing; Then shall
« This God is mine! " Gracious Saviour,
“ Own me in that day for thine !!! 3 At his call, the dead awaken,
Rise to life from earth and sea : All the pow’rs of nature, shaken
By his looks, prepare to fee :
What will then become of thee? 4 Horrors past imagination,
Will surprise your trembling heart,
When you hear your condemnation, “ Hence, accursed wretch, depart !
" Thou with Satan
“ And his angels, have thy part !” it 5 But to those who have confessed,
Lov'd and sery'd the Lord, below; He will say, “Come near, ye blessed,
“ See the kingdom I bestow : " You for ever
“ Shall my love and glory know.' a 6 Under sorrows and reproaches,
May this thought our courage raise ! 2 Swiftly God's great day approaches,
Sighs shall then be chang’d to praise : ada
May we triumph
O! he cometh ! countless trumpets
Blow to raise the sleeping dead;
See their great exalted head.
Welcome, welcome, Son of God.
Thro' th' eternal deep resounds;
Ev'ry eye shall see his wounds :
3 Full of joyful expectation,
Saints, behold the Judge appear!
Now the joyful sentence hear :
Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 4. “ Come, ye blessed of my father,
“ Enter into life and joy ;
“ Endless praise be your employ :"
Welcome, welcome to the skies. 5 Now at once they rise to glory,
Jesus brings them as their king ;
They eternal anthems sing :
God the Holy Ghost.
And sing the wonders of thy grace , Thy pow'r conveys our blessings down
From God the Father and the Son. 2 Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ráy,
Our shades and darkness turn to day ;
And find salvation in the Lord.
And break the chains of reigning sin;
And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience know thy voiee,
Thy cheering words awake our joys;
Thy words allay the stormy wind,
HYMN 20. Second Part. L. M.
The influences of the Holy Spirit experienced. 1 DEAR Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest
In such a
Favour astonishing, divine !
And hope almost expires in night,
Great spring of comfort, life and light ? 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh ;
'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; Else would my hopes for ever die,
And ev'ry cheering ray depart. 4 When some kind promise glads my soul,
Do I not find his healing voice
And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice ? 5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine,
With ardent wish my heart aspires;
Which animates these strong desires ? 6 What less than thine almighty word
Can raise my heart from earth and dust; And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord,
My life, my treasure, and my trust? 7 And when my cheerful hope can say,
“ I love my God, and taste his grace ;" Lord, is it not thy blissful ray,
Which brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 8 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart, ,
For ever dwell, O God of love;
And light and heav'nly peace impart,
HYMN 20. Third Part. C. M.
Breathing after the Holy Spirit.
With all thy quick’ning pow'rs;
In these cold hearts of ours.
Fond of these trilling toys :
To reach eternal joys.
In vain we strive to rise,
And our devotion dies.
At this poor, dying rate ?
And thine to us so great ?
With all thy quick’ning pow'rs,
The Church. 1 HOUT: for the blessed Jesus reigns,
Thro' distant lands his triumphs spread; And sinners, freed from endless pains,
Own him their Saviour and their head. 2 He calls his chosen from afar,
They all at Zion's gate arrive ;