6 Let sickness blast, let death devour,

If heaven must recompense our pains : Perish the grass, and fade the flower,

If firm the word of God remains. 569 Slateford—p. 306.] 20th P. M. 66,77,77. A

And shout our solemn joy! Cause of highest raptures this,

Raptures that shall never fail !
See a soul escaped to bliss,

Keep the Christian festival !
2 Our friend is gone before

To that celestial shore;
He hath left his mates behind,

He hath all the storms outrode ;
Found the rest we toil to find,

Landed in the arms of God.
3 And shall we mourn to see

Our fellow-prisoner free?
Free from doubts, and griefs, and fears,

In the haven of the skies :
Can we weep to see the tears

Wiped for ever from his eyes ?
4 No, dear companion, no!

We gladly let thee go,
From a suff'ring church beneath,

To a reigning church above :
Thou hast more than conquer'd death;

Thou art crown'd with life and love.
5 Thou in thy youthful prime

Hast leap'd the bounds of time :
Suddenly from earth released,

Lo! we now rejoice for thee; Taken to an early rest,

Caught into eternity.

6 Thither may we repair, That glorious bliss to share ! We shall see the welcome day,

We shall to the summons bow : Come, Redeemer, come away :

Now prepare, and take us now! 570 Poland-p. 65.] C. M.

AIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear;

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Death at the farthest can't be far;

O think before thou die ! 2 Reflect ; thou hast a soul to save;

Thy sins, how high they mount ! What are thy hopes beyond the grave ?

How stands that dark account? 3 Death enters, and there's no defence ;

His time there's none can tell ; He'll in a moment call thee hence,

To heaven-or down to hell. 4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care,

Shall crawling worms consume : But ah! destruction stops not there ; Sin kills beyond the tomb.

ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD. 571 Brainerd-p. 61.] C. M. NHY

With transport all divine ; Thine image trace in every word,

Thy love in every line. 2 Methinks I see a thousand charms

Spread o'er thy lovely face ; While infants in thy tender arms

Receive the smiling grace.

3 “I take these little lambs," said he,

" And lay them in my breast ; Protection they shall find in me,

In me be ever bless'd. 4“ Death may the bands of life unloose,

But can't dissolve my love : Millions of infant souls compose

The family above. 5 “ Their feeble frames my power shall raise,

And mould with heavenly skill ;
I'll give them tongues to sing my praise,

And hands to do my will.”
6 His words the happy parents hear,

And shout with joys divine ; O Saviour, all we have and are

Shall be for ever thine !


THOU Judge of quick and dead,

572 Sutton-p. 119.] S. M. THOU

Before , With holy joy, or guilty dread,

We all shall soon appear ;
Our caution'd souls prepare

For that tremendous day,
And fill us now with watchful care,

And stir us up to pray:
2 To pray, and wait the hour,

That awful hour unknown,
When, robed in majesty and power,

Thou shalt from heaven come down,

Th' immortal Son of man,

To judge the human race,
With all thy Father's dazzling train,

With all thy glorious grace.
3 To damp our earthly joys,

T' increase our gracious fears,
For ever let th' archangel's voice

Be sounding in our ears
The solemn midnight cry,

“Ye dead, the Judge is come!
Arise, and meet him in the sky,

And meet your instant doom !"
4 O may we thus be found

Obedient to thy word,
Attentive to the trumpet's sound,

And looking for our Lord !
O may we all

A lot among the bless'd;
And watch a moment to secure

An everlasting rest! 573 Zion—p. 241.] 8th P. M. 87,87,47. 0! He comes,

with clouds descending,
Thousand thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of his train !

God appears on earth to reign.
2 Every eye shall now behold him

Robed in dreadful majesty ;
Those who set at naught and sold him,
Pierced and nail'd him to the tree,

Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3 The dear tokens of his passion

Still his dazzling body bears ;


Cause of endless exultation
To his ransom'd worshippers ;

With what rapture
Gaze we on those glorious scars!
4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee,

High on thy eternal throne !
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdom for thine own!

Jah ! Jehovah !

Everlasting God! come down! 574 Stonefield-p. 99.)

L. M.
E comes ! He comes ! the Judge severe,

The seventh trumpet speaks him near ;
His lightnings flash, his thunders roll ;
How welcome to the faithful soul!
2 From heaven angelic voices sound;
See the almighty Jesus crown'd!
Girt with omnipotence and grace,
And glory decks the Saviour's face.
3 Descending on his azure throne,
He claims the kingdoms for his own;
The kingdoms all obey his word,
And hail him their triumphant Lord !
4 Shout, all the people of the sky,
And all the saints of the Most High ;
Our Lord, who now his right obtains,
For ever and for ever reigns.
575 Emma-p. 202.] 4th P. M. 886, 886.

HOU God of glorious majesty,


A worm of earth, I cry! A half-awaken'd child of

man, An heir of endless bliss or pain,

A sinner born to die !

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