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Soon our Saviour will return
Triumphant in the Skies : Yet a Season, and you know
Happy Entrance will be giv'n, All our Sorrows left below,
And Earth exchang'd for Heav'n.
Η Υ Μ Ν IV.
Bid, by the Spirit Come,
We seek our Father's Home. We walk a narrow Path and rough,
And we are tir'd and weak; Yet foon fall we bave Reft enough,
In these bleft Courts we feek.
To better Worlds we go ;
To cease from Toil below.
and we believe ;
H Y M N V.
Holy Strife in praising Chrift. RISE, Oye Seed of David, rise, Daughters of Zion, fing;
Up, Sons of Jacob, Jesus praise,
Salute the auspicious King.
Be tun'd to praise the Lamb !
To magnify his Name.
Zion, break forth in Praise
In pure seraphic Lays.'
Divide ye Gates of Bliss,
Praise Christ our Righteousness.
OOR Sinner, come, cast off thy Feary,
And raise thy drooping Head, Come fing with all poor Sinners here,
Jesus, who once was Dead.
To join to Jesu's Name :
Salvations to the Lamb.
Saints, from the Garden to the Cross,
Your Conqu’ring Lord pursue, Who, dearly, to redeem your Souls,
Groan'd, bled, and dy'd for you :
Now reigns victorious over Death,
The glorious, great, I Am,
Salvation to the Lamb.
When we ineurr'd the Wrath of God,
(Alas! what could we worse)
Redeem'd us from the Curse :
Was roasted in the Flame,
Salvation to the Lamb.
H Y M N. VII.
Meeting of Christian Friends.
Glory to our God and King,
H Y M N VIII.
M E N.
And fhare in our Reward,
Prepare your Place in Heav'n,
From whence you now are driv'n.
HADisciples of the Lord,
Find him a faithful Friend :
And Love you to the End.
At our Redeemer's Feast,
In everlasting Reft.
Hasten the Season near,
Shall in thy Supper share.
Reveal thy Kingdom, let the Day
Of our Redemption come, And call our waiting Souls away To our eternal Home..
H Y MN
Η Υ Μ Ν
TOME my Brethren, Israel's Race,
And hear me bless my King, Hear me my beloved Praise,
My Jesus do I Sing ; Neither hear my Song alone,
But help! O help me to proclaim, Jesus our Creator's Son,
Jesus ! that lovely Name. Others fing their Time away,
Who Jesus never knew; Ought not we to pass our Day
In Joy and Singing too? Others, have they cause to bless ?
The Children of the King have more ; They have Chrift, their Righteousness !
Their Glory, Peace and Pow'r.
And with a living Coal
Inspire each drowsy Soul.
Or fully who can sing thy Praise ?
Téach ! teach us heav'nly Lays.
ESUS, thy Name is sweet to me,