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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.

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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;

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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,
our Father and our love;

He shall send down his heavenly powers
to carry us above.

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

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detain our heart and eyes,

Regardless of immortal joys,

and strangers to the skies!

2 These transient scenes will soon decay,
they fade upon the sight;

And quickly will their brightest day
be lost in endless night.

3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain!
with conscious sighs we own;

While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain, o'ershade the smiling noon.

4 O could our thoughts and wishes fly
above these gloomy shades,

To those bright worlds beyond the sky,
which sorrow ne'er invades!

5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes,
or reason's feeble ray,

In ever blooming prospects rise,
unconscious of decay.

6 Lord, send a beam of light divine,
to guide our upward aim!

With one reviving touch of thine
our languid hearts inflame.

7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, our ardent wishes rise

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To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring, immortal in the skies.

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I'll bid farewell to every fear,

and wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage,
and fiery darts be hurl'd,

Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
and face a frowning world.

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
let storms of sorrow fall;
So I but safely reach my home,
my God, my heaven, my all.
4 There I shall bathe my weary soul
in seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
across my peaceful breast.

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HYMN XLII.

INVITING.

Life the Day of Grace and Hope.
Eccl. ix. 4---6, 10.

IFE is the time to serve the Lord,
The time t' ensure the great reward;
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.

2 Life is the hour that God hath given
To 'scape from hell, and fly to heaven;
The day of grace, and mortals may
Secure the blessings of the day.
3 The living know that they must die;
But all the dead forgotten lie;

Their mem❜ry and their sense is gone,
Alike unknowing and unknown.
4 Their hatred and their love is lost,
Their envy bury'd in the dust;
They have no share in all that's done
Beneath the circuit of the sun.
5 Then what my thoughts design to do,
My hands, with all your might pursue ;
Since no device nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.
6 There are no acts of pardon past
In the cold grave to which we haste;
But darkness, death, and long despair,
Reign in eternal silence there.

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E humble souls, approach your God

Y with songs of sacred praise,

For he is good, supremely good,
and kind are all his ways.

2 All nature owns his guardian care,
in him we live and move;
But nobler benefits declare
the wonders of his love.
3 He gave his Son, his only Son,
to ransom rebel worms;

'Tis here he makes his goodness known
in its diviner forms.

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
Thy daily course of duty run;

Shake off dull sloth, and early rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Redeem thy mispent time that's past;
Live this day, as if 'twere thy last:
T'improve thy talents take due care;
'Gainst the great day thyself prepare.
3 Let all thy converse be sincere,

Thy conscience as the noon-day clear·
Think how th' all-seeing God, thy way
And all thy secret thoughts, surveys.
4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part;
Who all night long unwearied sing
Glory to thee, eternal King.

5 I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir;
May your devotion me inspire;
That I like you my age may spend,
Like
you may on my God attend.

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