They spread new life through ev'ry heart, 5 Shout, and proclaim the Saviour's love, Join with your kindred saints above,- 86 A thousand glories to the God HYMN 21. C. M. St. Martin's. [*] The Triumphal Feast for Christ's Victory over Sin, Death, and Hell. 1 COME, let us lift our voices high, And join the songs above the sky, 2 Jesus, the God, who fought and bied, 3 Jesus, the God, invites us here And brings immortal blessings down 4 The Lord! how glorious is his face! b And oh! what melting words he says, d 5 For you, the children of my love, e my feet p 6 These are the wounds for you I bore, "The tokens of my pains, 'When I came down to free your souls 7 ['Justice unsheath'd its fiery sword, 8 When hell, and all its spiteful powers, To rescue those dear lives of yours, 9 But while I bled, and groan'd, and dy'd, 'I ruin'd Satan's throne; 'High on my cross I hung, and spy'd 10Now you may triumph at my feast, e 11 Victorious God! what can we pay, -We would devote our hearts away, o 12 We give thee, Lord, our highest praise, 1 HYMN 22. L. M. Quercy. [*] 0 e 2 Was ever equal pity found? e The Prince of heaven resigns his breath, 4 [The law proclaims no terrour now, 5 Here we have wash'd our deepest stains, And heal'd our wounds with heavenly blood; Bless'd fountain! springing from the veins -6 In vain our mortal voices strive 1 HYMN 23. C. M. Colchester. [b*] Grace and Glory by the Death of Christ. SITTING around our Father's board, We raise our tuneful breath; p Our faith beholds her dying Lord, And dooms our sins to death. e 2 We see the blood of Jesus shed, Whence all our pardons rise; e The sinner views th' atonement made, And loves the sacrifice. e 3 Thy cruel thorns, thy shameful cross, -Our highest gain springs from thy loss- 4 Oh! 'tis impossible that we, Should equal suff'rings bear for thee, 1 HYMN 24. C. M. Abridge. Barby. [*] Pardon and, Strength from Christ. FATHER, we wait to feel thy grace, To see thy glories shine: The Lord will his own table bless, And make the feast divine. 2 We touch, we taste the heavenly bread, 3 We shall appear before the throne Dress'd in the garments of his Son, 4 We shall be strong to run the race Christ will provide our souls with grace He bought a large supply 5 [Let us indulge a cheerful frame, We love the mem'ry of his name, HYMN 25. C. M. Swanwick. [*] HOW OW are thy glories here display'd, Here thy revenging justice stands, o Here saving mercy spreads her hands, -3 Thy saints attend, with ev'ry grace, And love appears with cheerful face, e 4 Our hope in waiting posture sits, o Here ev'ry warmer passion meets, And warmer powers unite. o 5 Zeal and revenge perform their part, And rising sin destroy; e Repentance comes with aching heartYet not forbids the joy. 6 Dear Saviour, change our faith to sight, Let sin for ever die; o Then shall our souls be all delight, And ev'ry tear be dry. I CANNOT persuade myself to put a full period to these Divine Hymns, until I have addressed a special Song of Glory to God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Though the Latin name of it, Gloria Patri, be retained in the English Nation from the Roman Church; and though there may be some excesses of superstitious honour paid to the words of it, which may have wrought some unhappy prejudices in weaker Christians; yet I believe it still to be one of the noblest parts of Christian Worship. The subject of it is the doctrine of the Trinity, which is that peculiar Glory of the Divine Nature, that our Lord Jesus Christ has so clearly revealed unto men, and is so neces sary to true Christianity. The action is Praise ; which is one of the most complete and exalted parts of heavenly worship. I have cast the Song into a variety of forms, and have fitted it, by a plain Version, or a larger Paraphrase, to be sung either alone, or at the conclusion of another Hymn -I have also added a few Hosannas, or ascriptions of Salvation to Christ, in the same manner, and for the same end. A SONG OF PRAISE. To the ever Blessed Trinity, God the Father, Son, 1 HYMN 26. 1st. L. M. B Rivers of endless joy above, And rills of comfort here below. o 2 Glory to thee, great Son of God, -3 We give thee, sacred Spirit, praise, g 4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, e That sea of life and love unknown, 1 HYMN 27. 1st. C. M. Bethlehem. [* GLORY to God the Father's name Who from our sinful race, Chose out his fav'rites, to proclaim 2 Glory to God the Son be paid- p And, to redeem us from the dead, Gave his cwn life away. -3 Glory to God the Spirit give— Our souls their heavenly birth derive, |