Shook his vain limbs, with sad surprize, 1 HYMN 10. C. M. Devizes. [*] Hosanna to Christ. Matt. xxi, 9; Luke xix, 38, 40, HOSANNA to the royal Son, Of David's ancient line! e His natures two, his person one, Mysterious and divine. 2 The Root of David, here we find, And Offspring, is the same; e Eternity and time are join'd, In our Emmanuel's name. o 3 Bless'd He, who comes to wretched men, With peaceful news from heav'n! u Hosannas of the highest strain, To Christ the Lord be giv'n! 4 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take Th' Hosanna on their tongues; • Lest rocks and stones should rise, and break Their silence into songs. 1[ HYMN 17. C. M. Zion. [*] To cheer my dying hours; To triumph o'er the monster death, o 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, -3 If sin be pardon'd, I'm secure; o 4 Now to the God of victory, Who makes us conqu'rors, while we die, HYMN 18. C. M. Canterbury. [*] a Sweet is the savour of their names, e And soft their sleeping bed. -2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd; o 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, g The labours of their mortal life HYMN 19. C. M. Barby. Zion. [*] 1 LORD, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simeon came; And hope to meet our Saviour here- o 2 With what divine, and vast delight, eS "Now I can leave this world," he cry'd; "I've seen thy great salvation, Lord; "And close my peaceful eyes. 4 "This is the Light, prepar❜d to shine, "Upon the Gentile Jands; "Thine Israel's glory, and their hope, "To break their slavish bands," -5 Jesus, the vision of thy face Hath overpow'ring charms! Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, 6 Then, while ye hear my heart-strings break, How sweet my minutes roll! A mortal paleness on my cheek, And glory in my soul! HYMN 20. C. M. York. [*] Spiritual Apparel. Isa. Ixi, 10. •1 [AWAKE, my heart, crise my tongue Prepare a tuneful voice; In God the life of all my joys, -2 "Tis he adorn'd my naked soul, Upon a poor polluted worm, He took the robe the Saviour wrought, d 4 How far the heav'nly robe exceeds These ornaments, how bright they shine! -5 The spirit wrought by faith and love, But Jesus spent his life, to work e 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd 0 1 HYMN 21. C. M. York. [*] Kingdom of Christ among Men. Rev. xxi, 1, 2, 3, 4. L g The earth and seas are pass'd away, And the old rolling skies! o 2 From the third heav'n, where God resides, That holy, happy place, The New Jerusalem comes down, -3 Attending angels shout for joy, -4 "The God of glory, down to men, "Removes his bless'd abode; e "Men, the dear objects of his grace, “And he their loving God, 5 "His own soft hand shall wipe the tears, "And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, "And death itself shall die." -6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long, Shall this bright hour delay? u Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, HYMN 22, 23. Referred to the 125th Psalm. The rich Sinner dying. Ps. xlix, 6,9. Ec. viii,8. Job. iii,14,15. 1 And leap their shining dust in vain; 4 Thence they are huddled to the grave, 0 1 The rest referred to the 49th Psalm. ALL mortal vanities, be gone! Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears; e Behold, amidst th' eternal throne, A vision of the Lamb appears! -2 [Glory his fleecy robe adorns, Mark'd with the bloody death he bore; Sev'n are his eyes, and sev'n his horns, To speak his wisdom, and his pow'r. e 3 Lo, he receives a sealed book From Him who sits upon the throne; Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look And wretches, who did once rebel, g 9 Worthy for ever is the Lord, And dwell upon his Father's throne. HYMN 26. C. M. St. Martin's. Bedford. [*] Hope of Heaven, by CHRIST. 1 Pet. i, 3, 4, 5. 1 LESS'D be the everlasting God, BThe Father of our Lord; Be his abounding mercy prais'd, His majesty ador'd. e 2 When from the dead he rais'd his Son, And call'd him to the sky, o He gave our souls a lively hope, That they should never die. e 3 What though our inbred sins require Our flesh to see the dust; o Yet, as the Lord our Saviour rose So all his foll!'wers must. |