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, 6. Shew me thy face, and I'll away From all inferior things; 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. VE mourning saints, whose streaming tears Flow o'er your children dead, Say not in transports of depair, 2. While cleaving to that darling dust Rise and with joy and rev'rence view 3. Though your young branches torn away, With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, 5. "Transient and vain is ev'ry hope 6. We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, 1. And bless those wounds, which thro' our hearts Hymn 425. P. M. VITAL spark of ITAL spark of heavenly flame, 2. Hark! they whisper angels say, Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly, 1. 1. 9. RESURRECTION. Hymn 426. c. M. TOW long shall death, the tyrant, reign, "H And triumph o'er the just; While the rich blood of martyrs slain 2. Lo! I behold the scatter'd shades, 3. I see the Lord of glory come, And waking saints with joyful eyes 5. They leave the dust, and on the wing 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, To the cold dungeon of the grave My God shall raise my flesh anew 3. Break, sacred morning, thro' the skies, 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, 1.B The father of our Lord: Be his abounding mercy prais'd, 2. When from the dead he rais'd his son, 3. What tho' our many sins require Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose, 4. There's an inheritance divine 1. A Hymn 429. s. M. ND must this body die, This well-wrought frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine 2. Corruption, earth, and worms 'Till thy triumphant Spirit comes 3. God, my Redeemer lives, And ever from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, 'Till he shall bid it rise. 4. Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, 5. These lively hopes we owe, 3. Saviour, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, "Till tunes of nobler sounds we raise 10. JUDGMENT. Hymn 430. c. M. 1. ING to the Lord, ye heav'nly hosts, Let death and hell, thro' all their coasts, 2. His sounding chariot shakes the sky, A sov'reign voice divides the flames, |