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2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love,

And trusts for life in one that died ;
We hope for heavenly crowns above,

From a Redeemer, crucified.
3 Let the vain world pronounce its shame,

And fling its scandals on the cause ;
We come to boast our Saviour's name,

And make our triumph in his cross. 4 With joy, we tell the scoffing age,

He that was dead has left his tomb ;
He lives above their utmost age,
And we are waiting till he come.

WATTS,
Hymn XXII. Common Metre.

The Incarnation of the Word.
| AWAKE. awake the sacred song,

To our incarnate Lord !
Let every heart and every tongue

Adore th' Eternal Word.
2 That glorious Word, that sovereign Power,

By whom the worlds were made,
O happy morn! illustrious hour !

Was once in flesh array’d.
3 Then shone Almighty power and love,

In all their glorious forms ;
When Jesus left the world above,

To dwell with sinful worms.
4 To dwell with misery below,

The Saviour left the skies ;
And sunk to poverty and wo,

That wretched' man might rise.
5 Adoring angels tun'd their songs

To hail the joyful day ;
With rapture then let mortal tongues
Their grateful homage pay.

6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due !

With wonder we adore ;
But could we sing as angels do,
We'd love and praise thee more.

Mrs. STEELE.
Hymn XXIII. Long Metre. b

Temptation without and within.
I AWAKE, my soul, lift up thine eyes,

See how thy foes against thee rise,
In long array, a numerous host;

Awake, my soul, or thou art lost! 2 See how rebellious passions rage,

And fierce desires and lusts engage ;
See pleasure's silken banners spread,

And willing souls are captive led ! 3 I tread upon enchanted ground,

Perils and snares beset me round;

V let me tlien guard every part ; .-3.ut most, the traitor in

my

heart! 4 O teach thiye servant how to wield,

Blest Savivůr, thy immortal shield ;
Put on thy armour from above,

Of heavenly truth and heavenly love. 5 The terror and the charm repel,

The smiles of earth, the frowns of hell ;
The tempter once thou didst subdue

; O make me more than conqueror too !

Mrs. BARBAULD.
Hyun XXIV. Hallelujah Meire.

The Lord's Day Morning.
AWAKE, our drowsy souls !
Shake off each slothful band !
The wonders of this day
Our noblest songs demand,

Auspicious morn, Thy blissful rays
Bright seraphs hail, In songs of praise !

At thy approaching dawn,
Reluctant death resign'd
The glorious Prince of life,

In the dark mult confin'd.
Th' angelick host Around him bends,

And, midst their shouts, The Lord ascends. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord !

Heaven with hosanna rings ;
Whilst earth, in humbler strains,
Thy praise responsive sings.
Worthy art thou, Wbo once wast slain,
Thro' endless years To live and reign.

Gird on, great King, thy sword,
Ascend thy conquering car,
Whilst justice, truth and love,

Maintain the glorious war.
Victorious thou, Thy focs shalt tread,

And sin and death In triumph lead 5 Make bare thy potent arm,

And wing th' unerring dart,
With salutary pangs

To each rebellious heart.
Then dying souls

For life shall sue Numerous as drops Of morning dew.

Roppon's Collection.

HYMN XXV. Long Metre.

The Christian Race.
I AWAKE, our souls ; away, our fears ;
Let every trembling thought begone :
Awake, and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on!

2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,

And mortal spirits tire and faint ;
If they forget the mighty God,

Who feeds the strength of every saint.
3 The mighty God, whose powerful hard

Has matchless works of wonder done ;
And shall endure, whilst endless years

Their everlasting circles run.
4 From him, the overflowing spring,

Qur souls shall drink a rich supply ;
Whilst those who trust their native strength

Shall melt away, and droop and die. 5 Swist aslan eagle cuts the air,

We'll mount aloft to thine abode ;
On wings of love our souls will fly,
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road." WATTS
Hymn XXVI Long Metre. or b.

Benefit of Ordinances.
I AWAY from every mortal care,

Away from earth, our souls retreat ;
We leave this worthless world afar,

And wait and worship near thy seat. 2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace,

We bow before thee and adore ;
We view the glories of thy face,

And learn the wonders of thy power: 3 Whilst here our various wants we mourn,

United prayers ascend on highs
And faith expects a sure return

Of blessings in variety.
4 If Satan rage, and sin grow strong,

Here we receive some cheering word ;,
We gird the gospel armour on,
To fight the battles of the Lord.

5 Here, when our spirit faints and dies,

And conscience smarts with inward stiags ; The Sun of righteousness'shall rise,

With healing beams beneath his wings. 6 Here would our ravish'd souls abide ;

Or if from hence we must depart,
Let neither life nor death divide
Our God and Saviour from our heart.

Altered from WATTS.
HYMN XXVII. Long Metre.

The Word made Flesh.
| BEFORE the heavens were spread abroad,
From everlasting was the Word ;
With God he was, the Word was God,

And by th' angelick host ador'd.
? By his great power were all things made ;

By him supported, all things stand;
He is the whole creation's Head,

And angels fly at his commande 3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell,

He led the host of morning stars !
Thy generation who can tell ?

Or count the number of thy years ?
4 But lo, he leaves these heavenly forms,

The Word descends and dwells in clay ;
That he may converse hold with worms,

Drest in such feeble flesh as they, 5 Mortals with joy belield his face,

Th' eternal Father's only Son;
How full of truth, how full of grace,

When through his eyes the Godhead shone ! 6 Arch-angels leave their high abodey

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To learn new mysteries here, and tell
The love of our descending God,
The glories of Emmanuel, WATTS.

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