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Third Part. 88 & 7s. Sicilian Hymn. 1 GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God;
He, whose word can ne'er be broken,

Chose thee for his own abode.
2 Lord, thy church is still thy dwelling,

Still is precious in thy sight;
Judah's temple far excelling,

Beaming with the gospel's light.
3 On the rock of ages founded,

What can shake her sure repose ?
With salvation's wall surrounded,

She can smile at all her foes.
4 Glorious things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God;
He, whose word can ne'er be broken,

Chose thee for his own abode.

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First Part. L. M. Windham.

Resurrection from the Grave.
Af 1 SHALL man, O God of light and life,

Forever moulder in the grave ?
Canst thou forget thy glorious work,

Thy promise, and thy power to save ?
p 2 In those dark, silent realms of night

Shall peace and hope no more arise ?
No future morning light the tomb,

Nor day-star gild the darksome skies !
! 3 Cease-cease, ye vain desponding fears :
When Christ,

our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led,

And heaven with praise and wonder rang. mil 4 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors

Unfold to make his children way;
They shall be clothed with endless life,

And shine in everlasting day.
5 The trump shall sound--the dead shall wake;

From the cold tomb the slumberers spring; Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise,

And hail their Saviour, and their King.

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SECOND PART. L. M. Windham.
Sinners invited to immediate Repentance.
Af 1 WHILE life prolongs its precious light,

Mercy is found-and peace is given ;
But soon-ah soon! approaching night

Shall blot out every hope of heaven.
2 While God invites—how blest the day!

How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste-oh, haste away,

While yet a pardoning God is found. mp 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing,

Shall death command you to the grave; Before his bar your spirits bring,

And none be found to hear, or save.
4 In that lone land of deep despair,

No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ;
No God regard your bitter prayer,

No Saviour call you to the skies.
5 Now God invites-how blessed the day!

How sweet the gospel's charming sound! mf Come, sinners, haste-oh, haste away,

While yet a pardoning God is found.

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THIRD PART. S. M. Boxford.
Af 1 YE sinners, fear the Lord,

While yet 'tis called to-day;
Soon will the awful voice of death

Command your souls away.
2 Soon will the harvest close;

The summer soon be o'er;
And soon your injured, angry God,

Will hear your prayers no more.
3 Then while 'tis called to-day,

O hear the gospel's sound;
Come, sinner, haste-oh haste away,

While pardon may be found.


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Frailty of Man.
1 REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state-

How frail our life-how short the date !
Where is the man that draws his breath,

Safe from disease--secure from death? 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die,

Distressed with gloomy fears, we cry,
“Must death forever rage and reign?

Or hast thou made mankind in vain?
3 Where is thy promise to the just ?

Are not thy servants turned to dust ?"-
But faith forbids these mournful sighs,

And sees the sleeping dust arise.
4 That glorious hour—that dreadful day,

Wipes the reproach of saints away,
And clears the honor of thy word:
Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord.


89 Second Part. L. M. Ellenthorpe.

The Faithfulness of God.
1 FOREVER shall my song record

The truth and mercy of the Lord;
Mercy and truth forever stand,

Like heaven, established by his hand.
2 Jesus, our prophet and our priest !

Thy children shall be ever blest :
Thou art our King—thy glorious throne

Shall stand to ages yet unknown.
f 3 Then let the church rejoice and sing

Jesus, her Saviour, and her King ;
Angels above his wonders show,
And saints declare his works below.


THIRD PART. C. M. Colchester. ! 1 MY never-ceasing song shall show

The mercies of the Lord;
And make succeeding ages know

How faithful is his word.

2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce

Shall firm as heaven endure ;
And if he speak a promise once,

Th' eternal grace is sure.
- 3 Lord God of hosts—thy wondrous ways

Are sung by saints above : f And saints on earth their honors raise

To thy unchanging love.

89 FOURTH PART. C. M. Spencer.

The Majesty of God.
p 1 WITH reverence let the saints appear,

And bow before the Lord,
His high commands with reverence hear,

And tremble at his word.
mf 2 Great God, how high thy glories rise !

How bright thine armies shine!
Where is the power with thee that vies,

Or truth, compared with thine ?
3 The northern pole and southern rest

On thy supporting hand;
Da ness and day-from east to west,

Move round at thy command.
-4 Thy words the raging winds control,

And rule the boisterous deep;
> Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll,

The rolling billows sleep. f115 Heaven, earth, and air, and sea are thine,

And the dark world of hell;
How did thine arm in vengeance shine,

When Egypt durst rebel.
mp 6 Justice and judgment are thy throne,
mi Yet wondrous is thy grace!

While truth and mercy, joined in one,

Invite us near thy face.

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89 Fifth Part. C. M. Cambridge.

Rejoicing in the Gospel. 11 1 BLEST are the souls, who hear and know

The gospel's joyful sound;
Peace shall attend the path they go,
And light their steps surround.

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up,

Through their Redeemer's name;
His righteousness exalts their hope,

Nor Satan dares condeinn.
s 3 The Lord, our glory and defence,

Strength and salvation gives ;
Israel, thy King forever reigns,

Thy God forever lives.


Sixth PART. L. P. M. St. Helen's.

Death and the Resurrection.
1 THINK, mighty God, on feeble man,
How few his hours-how short his span !

Short from the cradle to the grave;
Who can secure his vital breath
Against the bold demands of death,

With skill to fly-or power to save ?
2 Lord, shall it be forever said,
“The race of man was only made

For sickness, sorrow, and the dust ?”
Are not thy servants, day by day,
Sent to their graves, and turned to clay?

Lord, where's thy kindness to the just?
3 last thou not promised to thy Son,
And all his seed, a heavenly crown?

But flesh and sense indulge despair :
Forever blessed be the Lord,
That faith can read his holy word,

And find a resurrection there.
4 Forever blessed be the Lord,
Who gives his saints a long reward

For all their toil, reproach, and pain:
Let all below, and all above,
Join to proclaim thy wondrous love,

And each repeat his loud Amen.


FIRST PART. L. M. Bath. Divine Immutability and human Frailty. m 1 THROUGH every age, eternal God,

Thou art our restour safe abode :
High was thy, throne, ere heaven was made,
Or earth thy huinble footstool laid.

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