6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;

And perfect love and friendship reign
Thro' all eternity.

HYMN 21. Fourth Part. S. M.
Christian love.

1 LET party-names no more

The Christian world o'erspread;

Gentile and Jew, and bond and free,
Are one in Christ their head.

2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found; Heirs of the same inheritance,

With mutual blessings crown'd.
3 Let envy, child of hell!
Be banish'd far away;
Those should in strictest friendship dwell,
Who the same Lord obey.

4 Thus will the church below
Resemble that above,

Where streams of pleasure ever flow,
And ev'ry heart is love.

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HYMN 21. Fifth Part. L. M.
Forgiveness of sins.

FORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound,

To sinners doom'd to death and pains; The blood of Christ heals ev'ry wound, And washes from the foulest stains. 2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine: "Tis full, out-meas'ring ev'ry crime: Unclouded shall its glories shine, And feel no change by changing time. 3 O'er sins unbounded as the sand, And like the mountains for their size,

The seas of sov'reign grace expand ;
The seas of sov'reign grace arise.
4 For this stupendous love of heav'n,
What grateful honours shall we show!
Where much transgression is forgiv'n,
Love should with fervent ardour glow.

HYMN 21. Sixth Part. L. M.
Seeking pardon.

1 ORD, at thy feet I prostrate fall,
Opprest with fears, to thee I call :
Reveal thy pard'ning love to me,
And set my captive spirit free.

2 Hast thou not said, "Seek ye my face;" The invitation I embrace;

I'll seek thy face; thy Spirit give!
O! let me see thy face, and live.

3 I'll seek thy face with cries and tears,
With secret sighs and fervent prayers;
And, if not heard, I'll waiting sit,
And perish at my Saviour's feet.

4 But canst thou, Lord, behold my pain,
And bid me seek thy face in vain!
Thou wilt not, canst not me deceive,
The soul that seeks thy face shall live.

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HYMN 22. First Part. L. M.

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Resurrection of the dead.

LEST Jesus, source of ev'ry grace, From far to view thy smiling face, While absent thus by faith we live, Exceeds all joys that earth can give. 2 But O! what ecstasy unknown Fills the wide circle round thy throne, Where ev'ry rapt'rous hour appears Nobler than millions of our years!

3 Millions by millions multiplied,
Shall ne'er thy saints from thee divide;
But the bright legions live and praise
Thro' all thy own immortal days.

4 O happy dead, in thee that sleep,
Tho' o'er their mould'ring dust we weep!
O faithful Saviour, who shall come
That dust to ransom from the tomb!

5 While thine unerring Word imparts
So rich a cordial to our hearts,

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Thro' tears our triumphs shall be shown, Tho' round their graves, and near our own.

HYMN 22. Second Part. C. M.

How

A prospect of the resurrection.

OW long shall death, the tyrant, reign,
And triumph o'er the just;

While the rich blood of martyrs slain,
Lies mingled with the dust?

2 Faith sees the Lord of Glory come,
With flaming guards around;
The skies divide to make him room,
The trumpet shakes the ground.

3 Faith hears the voice, " Ye dead, arise !” And lo! the graves obey;

And waking saints with joyful eyes
Salute th' expected day.

4 They leave the dust, and on the wing
Rise to the midway air;
In shining garments meet their King,
And low adore him there.

50 may our humble spirits stand
Among them cloth'd in white!
The meanest place at his right hand
Is infinite delight.

6 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King

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Shall bear us homeward thro' the skies,
On love's triumphant wing!

HYMN 22. Third Part. C. M.
Triumphs of Grace.

AMAZING grace! how sweet the sound,

That sav'd a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

2 'Twas grace, that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears reliev'd;

How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believ'd!

3 Thro' many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;

'Tis grace, has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

4 The Lord has promis'd good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.

5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease;

I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

6 There joys unseen by mortal eyes,
Or reason's feeble ray,
In ever-blooming prospects rise,
Unconscious of decay.

7 Then now, on faith's sublimest wing,
Let ardent wishes rise,

To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring
Immortal in the skies.

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HYMN 22. Fourth Part. C. M.

Hope of heaven.

WHAT have I in this barren land?
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My Jesus is not here;

Mine eyes will ne'er be blest, until
My Jesus doth appear.

2 My Jesus is gone up to heav'n,
To fix a place for me;

For 'tis his will, that, where he is,
His followers should be.

3 Canaan I view from Pisgah's top:
Of Canaan's grapes I taste;
My Lord, who sends them to me here,
Will send for me at last.

4 I have a God that changeth not;
Why should I be perplex'd?

My God, who owns me in this world,
Will own me in the next.

5 My dearest friends, they dwell above; Them will I go to see;

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And all my friends in Christ below
Will soon come after me.

HYMN 22. Fifth Part. C. M.
Happiness of departed Saints.

How

OW happy are the souls above,
From sin and sorrow free!
With Jesus they are now at rest,
And all his glory see!

2 "Worthy the Lamb," aloud they cry,
"That brought us here to God:"
In ceaseless hymns of praise they shout
The virtue of his blood.

3 Sweet gratitude inspires their songs, Ambitious to proclaim,