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To dwell whole ages in thy sight,
2. This Gabriel knows, and sings thy name
Moses, the saint, enjoys the same,
3. While the bright nation sounds thy praise,
4. Thy love a sea without a shore
5. Sweet was the journey to the sky, The wond'rous Prophet try'd :
"Climb up the mount," said God, "and die :" The Prophet climb❜d and dy’d.
6. Shew me thy face, and I'll away
Speak, Lord, and here I quit my clay,
Hymn 424. c. M.
Comfort for pious parents who have been bereaved of their children. Isaiah lvi. 4, 5.
1. YE mourning saints, whose streaming tears
Say not in transports of depair,
2. While cleaving to that darling dust In fond distress ye lie,
Rise and with joy and rev'rence view
3. Though your young branches torn away, Like wither'd trunks ye stand,
With fairer verdure shall ye bloom,
4. "I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord,
6. We welcome, Lord, those rising tears,
Hymn 425. P. M.
ITAL spark of heavenly flame,
Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears
HAnd triumph o'er the just;
While the rich blood of martyrs slain
And flaming guards around;
And waking saints with joyful eyes
Hymn 426. c. M.
TOW long shall death, the tyrant, reign,
5. They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the midway-air,
In shining garments meet their King,
6. O may our humble spirits stand
Hymn 427. L. M.
O, I'll repine at death no more, But with a cheerful voice resign To the cold dungeon of the grave These dying, with'ring limbs of mine. 2. Let worms devour my wasting flesh, And crumble all my bones to dust,
My God shall raise my flesh anew
3. Break, sacred morning, thro' the skies, Bring that delightful, awful day!
Cut short the hours, dear Lord, and come; Thy ling'ring wheels how long they stay!
Hymn 428. c. M.
Hope of heaven by the resurrection of Christ. 1 Pet. 1. 3, 4, 5.
LESS'D be the everlasting God,
Be his abounding mercy prais'd,
2. When from the dead he rais'd his son,
He gave our souls a lively hope
3. What tho' our many sins require
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose,
Hymn 429. s. M.
ND must this body die,
2. Corruption, earth, and worms
'Till thy triumphant Spirit comes
3. God, my Redeemer lives,
4. Array'd in glorious grace
Shall these vile bodies shine,
5. These lively hopes we owe,
O may we bless thy grace below,
3. Saviour, accept the praise
Of these our humble songs,
Hymn 430. c. M.
ING to the Lord, ye heav'nly hosts, Let death and hell, thro' all their coasts, Stand trembling at his pow'r.
2. His sounding chariot shakes the sky,
3. His nostrils breathe out fiery streams,
A sov'reign voice divides the flames,