The righteous Judge, at that great day, 4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed But all that love and long to see 5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe 6 God is my everlasting aid, 1 HYMN 131. C. M. Funeral Hymn-A voice from the tombs. HARK! from the tombs a doleful sound; My ears attend the cry: "Ye living men, come view the ground, "Where you must shortly lie. 2 "Princes, this clay must be your bed, "In spite of all your tow'rs! "The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head "Must lie as low as ours." 3 Great God! is this our certain doom? Still walking downward to the tomb, 4 Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace, Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 1 HE HYMN 132. C. M. Funeral Consolations. TEAR what the voice from heav'n declares To those in Christ who die! "Releas'd from all their earthly cares, "They reign with him on high." 2 Then, why lament departed friends, 3 If sin be pardon'd, we're secure, The law gave sin its strength and pow'r; 4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd, And rising thence, their hopes he rais'd 5 Then joyfully, while life we have, 1 THE HE moment a sinner believes, 3 Tho' thousands and thousands of foes Their rage he thro' Christ can oppose, 4 The faith, that unites to the Lamb, 5 It says to the mountains "depart," The wounded in conscience makes whole 6 Christ lives by his Spirit in them, Whose hearts are renewed by grace; And they, by their faith, live in him, A life of pure joy, love, and peace. 10 HYMN 134. C. M. The Walk of faith. FOR a closer walk with God, 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd! 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, I hate the sins, that made thee mourn, 5 The dearest idol I have known, ричет Help me to tear it from the throne, 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Faith always works by love; I JE HYMN 135. L. M. The Conflicts of faith. ESUS, our soul's delightful choice e; 2 Thy promises our hearts revive, 1 Too weak to wield the shield or sword, HYMN 136. L. M. The Trials of faith. PRAY'D the Lord, that I might grow Might more of his salvation know, 2 'Twas he, who taught me thus to pray, 5 Yea, more; with his own hand, he seem'd Intent to aggravate my woe; Cross'd all the fair designs I schem❜d, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low, 6 "Lord, why is this?" I trembling cried, "Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death! ""Tis in this way," the Lord replied, "I answer prayer for grace and faith: 7 "These inward trials I employ, 1 "From self and pride to set thee free; WH HYMN 137. L. M. The triumph of Faith. WHO shall the Lord's elect condemn? "Tis God that justifies their souls; And mercy, like a mighty stream, O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? "Tis Christ that suffer'd in their stead: And the salvation to fulfil, Behold him rising from the dead. |