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"The sinner lost is found," they sing,
And strike the sounding lyre.

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Clifford. Springfield,

Great joy in that city. Acts viii. 8.

1 HOW much the drooping hearts revive
Of those who fear the Lord;
When sinners dead are made alive
By his reviving word!

2 The ministers of Christ rejoice,
When souls receive the word-
When ransom'd sinners hear his voice,
Return and love the Lord.

3 The church of God their praises join,
And of salvation sing;
They glorify the grace divine
Of their victorious King.

4 In heav'n above, th' angelic throng
Around the throne rejoice;

But sinners sav'd should swell the song
With loudest-sweetest voice.

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Rochester. Clarendon.

1 CONVINC'D of sin, men now begin To call upon the Lord;

Trembling they pray, and mourn the day In which they scorn'd his word.

2 Young converts sing, and praise their King, And bless God's holy name;

While older saints leave their complaints,
And joy to join the theme.

3 God's chariot rolls, and frights the souls Of those who hate the truth:

And saints in pray'r cry, "Lord draw near, Have mercy on the youth:

4 "From this glad hour exert thy pow'r,
And melt each stubborn heart;

In those that bleed, let love succeed,
And holy joys impart.'

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5 Come, sinners, all, hear now God's call, And pray with one accord:

Saints, raise your songs, with joyful tolgues,

To hail th' approaching Lord.

HYMN 428. 8, 7, 4.

Tamworth. Helmsley. Littleton.

1 NOW we hail the happy dawning
Of the Gospel's glorious light,
May it take the wings of morning,
And dispel the shades of night;
Blessed Saviour,

Let our eyes behold the sight.
2 Where, amid the desert dreary,
Plant, nor shrub, nor flowret grows,
There refresh the wand'rer weary,
With the sight of Sharon's Rose;
And its beauties

To the longing eye disclose.

3 Where the beasts of prey are prowling,
And the murd❜rous serpents hiss,
There exchange the dismal howling
For the pleasing calm of peace;
And for ever

May destruction's empire cease. 4 Oh, let all the world adore theeUniversal be thy fame;

Kings and subjects fall before thee,
And extol thy matchless name;
All ascribing
Endless praises to the Lamb.

HYMN 429. 8, 7, 4..

Helmsley. Littleton.

Isa. lii. 10.

1 YES! we trust the day is breaking;
Joyful times are near at hand:
God, the mighty God, is speaking
By his word in ev'ry land:
When he chooses,

Darkness flies at his command.

2 Let us hail the joyful season;
Let us hail the dawning ray:
When the Lord appears, there's reason
To expect a glorious day:
At his presence
Gloom and darkness flee away.

3 While the foe becomes more daring;
While he enters like a flood;

God, the Saviour, is preparing
Means to spread his truth abroad;
Ev'ry language

Soon shall teach the love of God.

4 God of Jacob, high and glorious,
Let thy people see thy hand;
Let the gospel be victorious,
Through the world in ev'ry land:
And the idols

Perish, Lord, at thy command.

HYMN 430.

L. M.

Beddome.

China. Luther's Hymn. Truro.

1 REJOICE, for Christ, the Saviour reigns;
He spreads his triumphs all abroad;
And sinners, freed from endless pains,
Own him their Saviour, and their God.

2 His sons and daughters from afar,
Daily at Zion's gate arrive;

Those who were dead in sin before,
By sov'reign grace are made alive.

3 Oh, may his conquests still increase,
And ev'ry foe his pow'r subdue;
While angels celebrate his praise,
And saints his growing glories show.
4 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,
From all below, from all above;
In lofty songs exalt his name;—
In songs as lofty as his love.

HYMN 431.

H. M.

Doddridge.

Eagle Street. Psalm 148th. Bethesda.
Isa. lx. 1.

10 ZION, tune thy voice,
And raise thy hands on high;
Tell all the earth thy joys,
And boast salvation nigh.
Cheerful in God,

Arise and shine,
While rays divine

Stream all abroad.

2 He gids thy mourning face
With beams that cannot fade;
His all-resplendent grace
He pours around thy head;
The nations round

Thy form shall view,
With lustre new
Divinely crown'd.

3 In honor to his name

Reflect that sacred light;
And loud that grace proclaim,
Which makes thy darkness bright:
Pursue his praise,

Till sov'reign love
In worlds above
The glory raise.

4 There on his holy hill

A brighter Sun shall rise,
And with his radiance fill
Those fairer, purer skies;

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