2 'Twas he that cleans'd our foulest sins,

And wash'd us in his richest blood;
'Tis he that makes us priests and kings,

And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest,

To Jesus, our superior king,
Be everlasting pow'r confess’d,

And ev'ry tongue his glory sing.
4. Behold! on Aying clouds he comes,
And ev'ry eye shall see his face;

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Tho' with our sins we pierc'd him onee;

He now displays his pard’ning grace. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail,

While we rejoice to see the day;
Come, Lord! nor let thy promise fail,
Nor let thy chariots long delay.
HYMN 19. Fourth Part. P. M.

Day of Judgment.
1
DA AY of judgment, day of wonders !

Hark! the trumpet's awful sound,
Louder than a thousand thunders,

Shakes the vast creation round.
How the summons

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

say,

« 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 :

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Careless sinner,

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
When the world is in a blaze.
HYMN 19. Fifth Part. P. M.

Lo; cometh.
1
Lo

O! he cometh ! countless trumpets

Blow to raise the sleeping dead;
Midst ten thousand saints and angels

See their great exalted head.
Hallelujah,

Welcome, welcome, Son of God.
2 Now his merit, by the harpers,

Thro' th' eternal deep resounds;
Now resplendent shine his nail-prints,

Ev'ry eye shall see his wounds :
They, who pierc'd him,
Shall at his appearance wail.

3 Full of joyful expectation,

Saints, behold the Judge appear!
Truth and justice go before him,

Now the joyful sentence hear :
Hallelujah,

Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 4. “ Come, ye blessed of my father,

“ Enter into life and joy ;
“ Banish all your fears and sorrows,

“ Endless praise be your employ :"
Hallelujah,

Welcome, welcome to the skies. 5 Now at once they rise to glory,

Jesus brings them as their king ;
There, with all the hosts of heav'n,

They eternal anthems sing :
Hallelujah,
Boundless glory to the Lamb.
HYMN 20. First Part. L. M.

God the Holy Ghost.
INTERNAL Spirit! we confess

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 ;
We learn the meaning of thy word,

And find salvation in the Lord.
3 Thy pow'r and glory work within,

And break the chains of reigning sin;
Our wild imperious lusts subdue,

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,
And calm the surges of the mind.

HYMN 20. Second Part. L. M.

The influences of the Holy Spirit experienced. 1 DEAR Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest

In such a
Unworthy dwelling! glorious Guest !

Favour astonishing, divine !
2 When sin prevails, and gloomy fear,

And hope almost expires in night,
Lord, can thy Spirit then be here,

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
The tempest of my fears control,

And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice ? 5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine,

With ardent wish my heart aspires;
Can it be less than pow'r divine,

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;

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And light and heav'nly peace impart,
Sweet earnest of the joys above.

HYMN 20. Third Part. C. M.

Breathing after the Holy Spirit.
1 OME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly dove,

With all thy quick’ning pow'rs;
Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours.
2 Look, how we grovel here below,

Fond of these trilling toys :
Our souls can neither fly nor go,

To reach eternal joys.
3 In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise,
Hosannas languish on our tongues,

And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live

At this poor, dying rate ?
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,

And thine to us so great ?
5 Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly dove,

With all thy quick’ning pow'rs,
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
HYMN 21. First Part. L. M.

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 ;
Those who were dead in sin before,
By soy'reign grace are made alive.

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