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Pierced and nailed him to the tree,
Deeply wailing-

Shall the true Messiah see.

3 Every island, sea, and mountain,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day;
Come to judgment!
Come to judgment! come away!
4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee,
High on thine eternal throne !
Saviour! take the power and glory;
Claim the kingdom for thine own!
Oh come quickly-
Hallelujah! Come, Lord, come!

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OLIVER.

HYMN 463. C. M. Lanesboro'. [b]
Prospect of the Resurrection unto Life.

e 1

THR HROUGH sorrow's night, and danger's path, Amid the deepening gloom, We, soldiers of an injured King, Are marching to the tomb.

2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay, p Our cold remains in solitude

Shall sleep the years away.

u

3 Our labours done, securely laid
In this our last retreat,
Unheeded, o'er our silent dust,
The storms of life shall beat.

-4 Yet not thus lifeless, thus inane, The vital spark shall lie;

For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise
To seek its kindred sky.

5 These ashes too, this little dust, Our Father's care shall keep,

o Till the last angel rise and break The long and dreary sleep.

p 6 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye
Shall shed its mildest rays,

And the long silent dust shall burst
With shouts of endless praise.

H. K. WHITE.

HYMN 464. C. M. Archdale. [*]

The Resurrection of the Christian.

8 1 MY faith shall triumph o'er the grave,

And trample on tombs : My Jesus, my Redeemer lives,

My God, my Saviour comes;
Ere long I know he shall appear,

In power and glory great;
And death, the last of all his foes,
Lie vanquished at his feet.

e 2 Then though the worms my flesh devour, And make my form their prey,

I know I shall arise with power,

On the last judgment day:
When God shall stand upon the earth,
Him there mine eyes shall see;
My flesh shall feel a second birth,
And ever with him be.

P

3 Then his own hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;

And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
Shall cease eternally.

o How long, dear Saviour! O, how long Shall this bright hour delay!

s O, hasten thy appearance, Lord, And bring the welcome day.

WATTS.

HYMN 465. C. M. St. Ann's. [* or b]

e 1 ESUS, to thy dear wounds we flee,
bleeding side;

-Assured that all who trust in thee
Shall evermore abide.

u 2 Then let the thundering trumpet souna,
The latest lightning glare;

e The mountains melt; the solid ground Dissolve as liquid air;

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o 3 The huge celestial bodies roll, Amidst that general fire,

And shrivel as a parchment scroll,
And all in smoke expire!

-4 Yet still the Lord, the Saviour reigns,
When nature is destroyed,

And no created thing remains
Throughout the flaming void.

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5 Sublime upon his azure throne,
He speaks,-th' Almighty Word:
His fiat is obeyed! 'tis done;
And paradise restored.

6 So be it! let this system end, This ruined earth and skies; s The New Jerusalem descend, The New Creation rise.

7 Thy power omnipotent assume;
Thy brightest majesty !
And when thou dost in glory come,
My Lord, remember me.

HYMN 466. 7 & 6.

Amsterdam. [*]

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Nature's end we wait to see,
And hear her final groan:
Let this earth dissolve, and blend
In death the wicked and the just :
Let those ponderous orbs descend,
And grind us into dust.

TAND th' omnipotent decree;

-2 Rests secure the righteous man,
At his Redeemer's beck,
Sure to emerge, and rise again,
And mount above the wreck :
Lo! the heavenly spirit towers,

WESLEY'S COL.

Like flames o'er nature's funeral pyre; Triumphs in immortal powers,

And claps his wings of fire! o 3 Nothing hath the just to lose,

By worlds on worlds destroyed; Far beneath his feet he views,

With smiles, the flaming void; Sees this universe renewed;

The grand millennial reign begun, Shouts with all the sons of God, Around th' eternal throne!

4 Resting in this glorious hope,
To be at last restored,
Yield we now our bodies up,

To earthquake, plague, or sword;
Listening for the call divine,

The last trumpet of the seven :
Soon our souls and dust shall join,
And both fly up to heaven.
SELECT. 23

C. WESLEY.

HYMN 467. P. M. Luther's Hymn. [*]
I and hear!

The end of things created!
The Judge of man I see appear,
On clouds of glory seated!
Beneath his cross I view the day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet him.

HYMN 468. 7s. Lincoln. [*] 1 [ARK! that shout of rapturous joy,

Jesus comes!-and through the sky,
Angels tell their joy aloud.

2 Hark! the trumpet's awful voice
Sounds abroad, through sea and land:
Let his people now rejoice!
Their redemption is at hand.

3 See! the Lord appears in view:
Heaven and earth before him fly!
Rise, ye saints, he comes for you—
Rise to meet him in the sky.
4 Go, and dwell with him above,
Where no foe can e'er molest:
Happy in the Saviour's love!
Ever blessing, ever blest.

HYMN 469. C. M.
Praise to God.

1 LIFT up to God the voice of praise,

Whose breath our souls

Marlow. [*]

Loud and more loud the anthems raise,
With grateful ardor fired!

LUTHER.

2 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
Whose goodness, passing thought,
Loads every moment, as it flies,
With benefits unsought!

3 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
From whom salvation flows,

Who sent his Son our souls to save
From everlasting woes.

4 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
For hope's transporting ray,

KELLY.

Which lights through darkest shades of death,
To realms of endless day.

REED'S COL.

S

HYMN 470. 7s. Sudbury. [*]

1

Glory to God in the Highest.
ONGS of praise the angels sang,
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,
When Jehovah's work begun,
When he spake and it was done.

SONGS

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose, when he
Captive led captivity.

3 Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown that day: God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth. p 4 And shall man alone be dumb,

Till that glorious morning come? s No! the church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice, Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above.

6 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; Then, amidst eternal joy,

Songs of praise their powers employ. PRATT'S COL.

HYMN 471. 8s.

Drummond. [*]

Our God for ever and ever.
HIS God is the God we adore,
Our faithful, unchangeable FRiend;
Whose love is as large as his power,
And neither knows measure nor end.

THIS

1

2 'Tis Jesus, the FIRST and the LAST,
Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;
We'll praise him for all that is past,
And trust him for all that's to come.

HYMN 472. C. M. Amherst. [*]

FOR a thousand

To bless th' incarnate Word!

O for a thousand thankful songs
In honour of my Lord!