2 3 5 Before the throne my Surety stands He ever lives above, For me to intercede; His precious blood to plead; They pour effectual prayers, The presence of his Son: His Spirit answers to the blood, My God is reconcil'd, His pard'ning voice I hear: I can no longer fear; With confidence I now draw nigh, 'MY God, I am thine, what a comfort divine, [mine! What a blessing to know that my Jesus is In the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am; And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of his name 2 True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound : [found : And whoever hath found it, hath paradise My Jesus to know and feel his blood flow, 'Tis life everlasting, 'tis heaven below! 3 Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast; That, that is the fulness; but this is the taste; And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove To the heaven of heavens in Jesus's love. Hymn 150. C. M. HY ceaseless unexhausted love, Tunnerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still: 3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me, A vast unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drown'd! 4 Its streams the whole creation reach; So plenteous is the store; Enough for all, enough for each, 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are, A thousand promises declare 6 Throughout the universe it reigns, And while the truth of God remains, Hymn 151. P. M. REJOICE, the Lord is King; Your Lord and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice again, I say rejoice. 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns 3 4 5 The God of truth and love, Lift up your hearts, &c. His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heaven; Lift up your hearts, &c. He sits at God's right hand He all his foes shall quell, With pure seraphic joy; Lift up your hearts, &c. Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge shall come; And take his servants up To their eternal home; We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice, 10 TELL me no more of this world's vain store, The time for such trifles with me now is o'er; A country I've found, where true joys abound, To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground. 2 The souls that believe in paradise live, And me in that number will Jesus receive: My soul, don't delay-he calls thee away, Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day. 3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow, What light, strength, and comfort-go after him, go; Lo onward I move to a city above, [prove. None guesses how wond'rous my journey will 4 Great spoils I shall win from death, hell, and sin, [within: 'Midst outward affliction shall feel Christ And when I'm to die, receive me, I'll cry, For Jesus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why: 5 But this I do find, we two are so join'd, He'll not live in glory and leave me behind: So this is the race I'm running through grace, Henceforth-till admitted to see my Lord's face. 6 And now I'm in care my neighbours may share These blessings: to seek them will none of you dare? In bondage, O why, and death will you lie, When one here assures you free grace is so nigh? 1 Hymn 153. C. M. MY God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, 2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, Thou art my soul's bright morning star, 3 The op'ning heavens around me shiue If Jesus shows his mercy mine, 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, Run up with joy the shining way, 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, Hymn 154. C. M. 1LET every tongue thy goodness speak, Thou sov'reign Lord of all, Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak, And raise the poor that fall. 2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, When virtue lies distress'd; |