HYMNS. XIX. XX. XXI. XXIV. XXV. 135 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord;" The labours of their mortal life End in a large reward. HYMN XIX. [C. M.] The song of Simeon: or, Death made desirable, Luke i. 27, &c. 1 LORD, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simeon came, And hope to meet our Saviour here; O make our joys the same ! S With what divine and vast delight The good old man was fill'd, When fondly in his wither'd arms He clasp'd the holy child ; 3 " Now I can leave this world,he cry'd, Behold thyservant dies; I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, And close my peaceful eyes. 4 This is the light prepar'd to shine Upon the Gentile lands, Thine Israel's glory, and theirhope, To break their slavish bands." HYMN XXI, [C. M.]. A vision of the kingdom of Christ among men, Rev. xxr. 1, 2, 3, 4, t LO, whata glorious sight appears To our believing eyes! The earth and seas are pass'd away, And the old rolling skies. 2 From the third heav'n, where God That holy, happy place, [resides, The new Jerusalem comes down Adorn'd with shining grace. 2 Attending angels short for joy, And the bright armies sing, " Mortals, behold the sacred seat Of your dedcending King, 4 The God of glory down to men Removes his bless'd abode ; Men the dear objects of his grace, And he the loving God. 6 His own scft hand shall wipe the tears From ev'ry weeping eye, [fears. And pains, and groans, and griefs,and And death itself shall die." 6 [Jems! the vision of thy face Math overpow'ring charms! Scarce shall I feeldeath's cold embrace, If Christ be in my arms. 4 Then will ye hear my heart- strings How sweet my minutes roll ! [break; A mortal paleness on m cheek, and glory in my soul.] HYMN XX. [C. M.] Spiritual apparel, namely, The robe of righteousness, and garments of salvation, Ise. lxi. lo. 1 AWAKE my heart, arise my tongue, Prepare a tuneful voice In God, the life of all my joys, Aloud will I rejoice. 3 'Tis he adorn'd my naked soul, And made salvation mine; Upon a poor polluted worm He makes his graces shine. 3 And lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviourwrought, And cast it all around. 4 How far the heav'nly robe exceeds What earthly princes wear! [shine! These ornaments, how bright they Howwhite the garments are! 4 The Spirit wrought my faith and love, And hope and ev'ry grace ; But Jesus spent bis life to work The robe of righteousness. 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd By the great sacred three ? In sweetest harmony of praise Let all thy pow'rs agree. 6 Hot long, dear Saviour, Ohow long! Shall this bright hour delay? Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome day. HYMNS XXII. and XXIII, referred t Psalm cxxv. HYMN XXIV. [L. M.] The rich sinner dying, Psal. xlix. 6, 9, Keel. viii. 6. Job iii. 14, 16. 1 IN vain the wealthy mortals toil, And heap their shining dust in vain, Look down and scorn the humblepoor, And boast their lofty hills of gain.. 2 Their golden cordials cannot ease Their pained hearts or aching heads, Nor fei"htnor bribe approaching death From g°iitt'ring roofs and downy beds. 3 The ling'ring, the unwilling soul, The dismal summons must obey, And bid a long, a sad farewel, To the pale lumps of lifeless clay. 4 Thence they are huddl'd to the grave, Where kings and slaves have equal thrones, Their bones without distinction lie Amongst the heap of meaner bones. The rest referred to Psalm xlix. HYMN XXV. [L. M.] A vision of the Lamb, Rev. v. 6, 7, 6, s. 1 ALL mortal vanities begone, Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire rhyears : Behold amidst th' eternal throne A vision of the Lamb appears. 2 [Glory his fleecy robe adorns, Mark 'd with the bloody death he bore; Sev'n are his eyes, and sev'nhis horns, To speak his wisdom and his pow'r.
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