6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, M nor let thy chariot-wheels delay; Appear in my poor heart, appear; My God, thy powerful aid impart, my guardian and my guide. 6 O keep me in thy heavenly way, and bid the tempter flee; And let me never, never stray from happiness and thee. 1 COME HYMN XXXVIII. The Joys of Heaven. NOME, Lord, and warm each languid heart, inspire each lifeless tongue; And let the joys of heaven impart their influence to our song. 2 Sorrow, and pain, and every care, and discord there shall cease; And perfect joy, and love sincere, adorn the realms of peace. 3 The soul from sin for ever free, shall mourn its power no more; But, clothed in spotless purity, redeeming love adore. 4 There, on a throne (how dazzling bright!) th' exalted Saviour shines; And beams ineffable delight on all the heavenly minds. 5 There shall the followers of the Lamb join in immortal songs; And endless honours to his name employ their tuneful tongues. 6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love, our feeble notes inspire; 1 Till in thy blissful courts above, we join th' angelic choir. COME HYMN XXXIX. Heavenly Joy on Earth. NOME, we that love the Lord, and let our joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, and thus surround the throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind be banish'd from this place; Religion never was design'd to make our pleasures less. 3 Let those refuse to sing that never knew our God, But fav'rites of the heavenly King may speak their joys abroad. 4 The God that rules on high, and thunders when he please, That rides upon the stormy sky, and manages the seas: 5 This awful God is ours, He shall send down his heavenly powers 6 There shall we see his face, and never, never sin; There, from the rivers of his grace drink endless pleasures in. 7 Yes, and before we rise to that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss should constant joys create. 8 The men of grace have found glory begun below: Celestial fruits on earthly ground, from faith and hope may grow. 9 The hill of Sion yields a thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, or walk the golden streets. 10 Then let our songs abound, and every tear be dry; We're marching through Immanuel's ground, to fairer worlds on high. HYMN XL. Time and Eternity. 2 Cor. iv. 18. 1 TOW long shall earth's alluring toys HOW detain our heart and eyes, Regardless of immortal joys, and strangers to the skies! 2 These transient scenes will soon decay, And quickly will their brightest day 3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain! While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain, o'ershade the smiling noon. 4 O could our thoughts and wishes fly To those bright worlds beyond the sky, 5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes, In ever blooming prospects rise, 6 Lord, send a beam of light divine, With one reviving touch of thine 7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, our ardent wishes rise 1 To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring, immortal in the skies. I'll bid farewell to every fear, and wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 1 L HYMN XLII. INVITING. Life the Day of Grace and Hope. IFE is the time to serve the Lord, 2 Life is the hour that God hath given Their mem❜ry and their sense is gone, 1 E humble souls, approach your God Y with songs of sacred praise, For he is good, supremely good, 2 All nature owns his guardian care, 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, 'tis here our hope relies; A safe defence, a peaceful home, when storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, the souls who trust in thee; Their humble hope thou wilt reward, with bliss divinely free. 6 Great God, to thy Almighty love, what honours shall we raise! Not all th' angelic songs above can render equal praise. HYMN XLIV. Morning Hymn. WAKE, my soul, and with the sun Shake off dull sloth, and early rise 2 Redeem thy mispent time that's past; Thy conscience as the noon-day clear· 5 I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir; |