u Loud to the praise of love divine,
Bid every string awake.

o 2 Though in a foreign land,
We are not far from hoine,
And nearer to our house above,
We every moment come.

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3 His grace will to the end,
Stronger and brighter shine;
Nor present things, nor things to come,
Shall quench the love divine.

4 Blest is the man, O God,
That stays himself on thee!

Who waits for thy salvation, Lord,
Shall thy salvation see.

HYMN 364. P. M.

TOPLADY.

Haddam. [*]

The Cross the Way to the Crown.

See myriads round the throne!

Each bears a golden harp,

And wears a sacred crown: With zeal they strike

The sacred lyre,

2 Believing in his Name,
They in his footsteps trod;
His righteousness their hope,
Their only plea his blood;
Lo, now they reign
With him above,

And strive to raise
Their praises higher.

Behold his face
And sing his love.

3 And shall we not aspire,
Like them our course to run?
The crown if we would wear,
That crown must. first be won:
Divinely taught,

They shewed the way,

First to believe

And then obey.

HYMN 365. L. M. Luton. [*]

The Redeemed round the Throne. Rev. vii, 9-17.

• 1L The saints, in countless myriads, stand

O round the throne, at God's right hand,

Of every tongue, redeemed to God,
Arrayed in garments washed in blood.

2 Through tribulation great they came;
They bore the cross, despised the shame:
From all their labors now they rest,
In God's eternal glory blest.

3 Hunger and thirst they feel no more;
Nor sin, nor pain, nor death, deplore :
The tears are wiped from every eye,
And sorrow yields to endless joy.

4 They see their Saviour face to face,
And sing the triumphs of his grace:
Him day and night they ceaseless praise,
o To him their loud hosannas raise.-

85 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain,
Through endless years to live and reign!
Thou hast redeemed us by thy blood,
And made us kings and priests to God!

HYMN 366 7s. Evening Hymn. [*],

The Redeemed in Heaven.

WHAT are these in bright array,
This innumerable throng,

WHA

Round the altar night and day,
Hymning one triumphant song:
"Worthy is the Lamb once slain,
Blessing, honour, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain,
New dominion, every hour."

2 These through fiery trials trod,
These from great affliction came;
Now before the throne of God,
Sealed with his almighty name;
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor-palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer's might,
More than conquerors they stand.

3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them, the Lamb amidst the throne,
Shall to living fountains lead:
Joy and gladness banish sighs,
Perfect love dispels all fears,
And for ever from their eyes,
God shall wipe away the tears.
SELECT.

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MONTGOMERY.

HYMN 367. S. M. Lisbon. [*]

The Ransomed of the Lord shall return,&c. Isa. xxxv,10. S 1 YOUR happy voices join,

YOUR

And strike the heavenly song;

Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways
With music pass along.

e 2 How straight the path appears!
How open and how fair!

No lurking gins t'entrap our feet-
No fierce destroyer there.

b 3 But flowers of paradise
In rich profusion spring;
The sun of glory gilds the path
And dear companions sing.

8 4 See Salem's golden spires,
In beauteous prospect rise;

u

And brighter crowns than mortals wear,
Far sparkle through the skies.

5 All honour to his name,
Who marks the shining way;
To him, who leads the pilgrims on
To realms of endless day.

DODDRIDGE ALTERED.

HYMN 368. S. M. St. Thomas. [*]
The Christian's Warfare.

• 1 SOLDIERS of Christ, arise,

And put your armour on,

Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through his eternal Son;

2 Strong in the Lord of Hosts,
And in his mighty power,

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,

Is more than conqueror.

u 3 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endued;
But take to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:-

4 That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,

Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

s 5 From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle, and fight, and pray,

Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day.

Come,"

6 Still let the Spirit cry

In all his soldiers,
Till Christ the Lord descend from high,
And take the conquerors home.

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HYMN 369. C. P. M.

C. WESLEY.

C. P. M. Rapture. [*]

The beatific Vision.

COME on, my partners in distress,
Companions through the wilderness,
Who still your bodies feel;

Awhile forget your griefs and fears,
And look beyond this vale of tears,
To that celestial hill.

8 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space
Look forward to that heavenly place,
The saints' secure abode;
On faith's strong eagle pinions rise,
And force your passage to the skies,
And scale the mount of God.

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3 We suffer with our Master heres But shall before his face appear, And by his side sit down; To patient faith the prize is sure; And all that to the end endure

The cross, shall wear the crown.

4 The great mysterious Deity,
We soon with open face shall see :
The beatific sight

u Shall fill heaven's sounding courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze

Of everlasting light.

5 The Father shining on his throne, The glorious co-eternal Son,

The Spirit, one and seven, o Conspire our rapture to complete; And lo! we fall before his feet,

e

And silence heightens heaven.
d 6 In hope of that ecstatic pause,
Jesus, we now sustain the cross,
And at thy footstool fall;
Till thou our hidden life reveal,
Till thou our ravished spirits fill,
And God be all in all!

C. WESI.EY.

HYMN 370. C. M. Bray. [*],
The near Approach of Salvation,

ERVANTS of God, awake! arise!

s 1

SER

And lift your voices high:

Praise and adore that boundless love,
Which brings salvation nigh.
2 Swift on the wings of time it flies,
Each moment brings it near;
Then gladly view each closing day,
Gladly each closing year.

e 3 For few, indeed, their round shall run,
Few future mornings rise;

Ere all its glories stand revealed

To our admiring eyes

s 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course:

Ye mortal powers, decay:

Fast as ye bring the night of death,
Ye bring eternal day.

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HYMN 371. S. M.

PRATT'S COL.

Olmutz. [*]

Exhortation to Praise and Thanksgiving.

STAND up

and bless the Lord,

Ye people of his choice:

Stand up and bless the Lord your God,
With heart and soul and voice.

2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear his holy name,
And laud, and magnify?

3 O for the living flame

From his own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our souls inspire,
And wing to heaven our thought.

b 4 There with benign regard

Our hymns he deigns to hear; Though unrevealed to mortal sense, The spirit feels them near.

u 5 God is our strength and song,
And his salvation ours;

Then be his love in Christ proclaimed
With all our ransomed powers.

6 Stand up and bless the Lord,
The Lord your God adore;

Stand up and bless his glorious Name,
Henceforth, for evermore.

MONTGOMERY.

8 & 7. Greenville. [*]

Come and help us.

HYMN 372.

HARR

ARK! what mean those lamentations,
Rolling sadly through the sky?

"Tis the cry of heathen nations

"Come and help us, or we die!"