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Shook his vain limbs, with sad surprize,
Made feeble fight, and lost his eyes.]

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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.

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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.

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HYMN 17. C. M. Zion. [*]
Victory over Death. 1 Cor. xv, 55, &c.
FOR an overcoming faith,

To cheer my dying hours;

To triumph o'er the monster death,
And all his frightful pow'rs!

o 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have,
My quiv'ring lips should sing,-
"Where is thy boasted vict'ry, grave?
And where the monster's sting?"

-3 If sin be pardon'd, I'm secure;
Death has no sting beside:
The law gives sin its damning pow'r;
But Christ my ransom dy'd.

o 4 Now to the God of victory,
Immortal thanks be paid;

Who makes us conqu'rors, while we die,
Through Christ our living head.]

HYMN 18. C. M. Canterbury. [*]
Blessed-who die in the Lord. Rev. xiv, 13.
EAR what the voice from heav'n proclaims,
For all the pious dead!

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a Sweet is the savour of their names,

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And soft their sleeping bed.

-2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd;
How kind their slumbers are!
-From suff'rings, and from sins releas'd,
And freed from ev'ry snare.

o 3 Far from this world of toil and strife,
They're present with the Lord;

g The labours of their mortal life
End in a large reward.

HYMN 19. C. M. Barby. Zion. [*]
Simeon; or, happy Death. Luke i, 27, &c.

1 LORD, at thy temple we appear,

As happy Simeon came;

And hope to meet our Saviour here-
O make our joys the same!

o 2 With what divine, and vast delight,
The good old man was fill'd;
When, fondly in his wither'd arms,
He clasp'd the holy Child.

eS "Now I can leave this world," he cry'd;
"Behold thy servant dies:

"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,
If Christ be in my arms.

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,
Aloud will I rejoice.

-2 "Tis he adorn'd my naked soul,
And made salvation mine;

Upon a poor polluted worm,
He makes his graces shine.
3 And lest the shadow of a spot
Should on my soul be found,

He took the robe the Saviour wrought,
And cast it all around.

d 4 How far the heav'nly robe exceeds
What earthly princes wear!

These ornaments, how bright they shine!
How white the garments are!

-5 The spirit wrought by faith and love,
And hope in ev'ry grace;

But Jesus spent his life, to work
The robe of righteousness.

e 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd
By the great Sacred Three!
In sweetest harmony of praise,
Let all thy pow'rs agree.]

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HYMN 21. C. M. York.

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Kingdom of Christ among Men. Rev. xxi, 1, 2, 3, 4.
O, what a glorious sight appears,
To our believing eyes!

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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,
Adorn'd with shining grace.

-3 Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright armies sing,-
o "Mortals, behold the sacred seat
"Of your descending King.

-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,
"From ev'ry weeping eye;

"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,
And bring the welcome day.

HYMN 22, 23. Referred to the 125th Psalm.
HYMN 24. L M. Bath. [b]

The rich Sinner dying. Ps. xlix, 6,9. Ec. viii,8. Job. iii,14,15.
N vain the wealthy mortals toil,

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And leap their shining dust in vain;
Look down, and scorn the humble poor,
And boast their lofty hills of gain.
2 Their golden cordials cannot ease
Their pained hearts, or aching heads;
Nor fright, nor bribe approaching death,
From glitt'ring roofs, and downy beds
3 The ling'ring, the unwilling soul,
The dismal summons must obey;
And bid a long, a sad farewell,
To the pale lumps of lifeless clay..

4 Thence they are huddled to the grave,
Where kings and slaves have equal thrones;
Their bones, without distinction, lie
Among the heaps of meaner bones.]

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The rest referred to the 49th Psalm.
HYMN 25. L. M. Oporto. [*]
A Vision of the Lamb. Rev. v, 6, 7, 8,.9.

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
On dark decrees, and things unknown.]
-4 All the assembling saints around
Fall worshipping before the Lamb;
And, in new songs of gospel sound,
Address their honours to his name.
5 The joy, the shout, the harmony—
o Flies o'er the everlasting hills;
o "Worthy art Thou alone," they cry,
"To read the book, to loose the seals."
o 6 Our voices join the heav'nly strain;
And with transporting pleasure sing,
u Worthy the Lamb, that once was slain,
To be our Teacher and our King!
7 [His words of prophecy reveal
Eternal counsels-deep designs:
His grace and vengeance shall fulfil
The peaceful and the dreadful lines:—]
o 8 Thou hast redeem'd our souls from hell,
With thine invaluable blood;

And wretches, who did once rebel,
Are now made fav'rites of their God.

g 9 Worthy for ever is the Lord,
Who dy'd for treasons not his own;
By ev'ry tongue to be ador'd,

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.

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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.

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