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Though now my temptations like billows may
foam, All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at
home. 4 While here in the valley of conflict I stay,
O give me submission and strength as my day; In all my afflictions to thee would I come,
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 5 Whate'er thou deniest, О give me thy grace,
The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face; Indulge me with patience to wait at thy throne,
And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine,
No more as an exile in sorrow to pine,
HYMN 171. C. M.
The heavenly Jerusalem anticipated. 1 ERUSALEM, my happy home, When shall my labors have an end,
In joy and peace, and thee. 2 When shall these eyes thy heav'n-built walls,
And pearly gates behold ?
Ånd streets of shining gold ? 3 0 when, thou city of my God,
Shall I thy courts ascend;
And Sabbaths have no end?
Nor sin, nor sorrow know; Bless'd seats, through wild and stormy scenes,
I onward press to you.
Around my Saviour stand;
Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem, my happy home !
My soul still pants for thee,
HYMN 172. P. M. n
Saints in Heaven.
Dwell the raptur'd saints above
Far beyond our feeble sight,
Happy in Immanuel's love. Pilgrims in this vale of tears,
Once they knew, like us below, Gloomy doubts, distressing fears,
Tort'ring pain and heavy wo. 2 Oft the big unbidden tear,
Stealing down the furrow'd cheek, Told, in eloquence sincere,
Tales of wo they could not speak. But these days of weeping o'er,
Past this scene of toil and pain, They shall feel distress no more,
Never-never weep again ! 3 'Mid the chorus of the skies,
'Mid th' angelic lyres above, Hark—their songs melodious rise,
Songs of praise to Jesus, love! Happy spirits ! ye are fled,
Where no grief can entrance find, Lull'd to rest the aching head,
Sooth'd the anguish of the mind ! 4 All is tranquil and serene,
Calm and undisturb'd reposeThere no cloud can intervene
There no angry tempest blows ! Ev'ry tear is wip'd away,
Sighs no more shall heave the breast ! Night is lost in endless day
Sorrows-in eternal rest !
1. L. M.
2. L. M.
The God whom we adore ;
4. C. M.
And Spirit all divine,
5. S. M.
6. H. M.
Perpetual honors raise.
7. L. P. M.
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be
8. C. P. M.
And saints on earth adore ;
9. P. M. 7.
, Praise him all ye heav'nly host. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
10. P. M. 7.
Praise him, all below the sky,
11. P. M. 8, 7.
Praise the Son, the Spirit praise,
Glory through eternal days.
12. P. M. 8, 7, 4. NATHER, Son, and Holy Spirit
May we all thy love inherit,
To thine image us restore,
13. P. M. 7,6. To the Father, to the Son,
And spirit ever bless'd, Everlasting Three in One,
All worship be address'd. Praise from all above, below,
As throughout th' ages past,
14. P. M. 11, 8.
All praise to the Spirit, thrice bless'd,
15. P. M. 11. O ever Father Almighty, to thee be address'd,
bless'd, All glory, and worship from earth, and from heav'n, As was, and is now, and shall ever be giv'n.
16. P. M. 8, 7.
Apostolic Benediction. 1 AY the grace of Christ the Saviour, With the Holy Spirit's favor,
Rest upon us from above. 2 Thus may we abide in union,
With each other, and the Lord, And possess in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.
17. L. M. The peace of God, doc. Phil. iv. 7. 1 THE peace, which God alone reveals, ,
And by his word of grace imparts, Which only the believer feels,
Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts. 2 And
may the holy Three in One, The Father, Word, and Comforter, Pour an abundant blessing down, On ev'ry soul assembled here.
TO FIND ANY HYMN BY THE FIRST LINE.
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11 Hail, soväreign love that first began 9
74 Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve 48 Hasten, sinner to be wise 18 Awake my soul to joyful lays 5 High in yonder realms of light 86
Holy Ghost dispel our sadness 13 Behold a stranger at the door 19 How are thy servants bless'd, O Behold the mountain of the Lord 71 Lord
76 Brightest, and best of the sons of How blest the righteous when he the morning 71 dies
How blest the sacred tie that binds 34 Children of the heav'nly King
52 How firm a foundation, ye saints Come ev'ry pious heart
In songs of sublime adoration, and
35 Dear Saviour, if these lambs should
Is this the kind return
75. would, but cannot sing, 42 Deep are the wounds which sin has“I would not live alway; I ask not made
55 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 381
Jerusalem, my happy home
Jesus, full of all compassion Faith adds new charms to earthly
Jesus, I my cross have taken bliss
Jesus, lover of my soul
25 Let us love, and sing, and wonder 13 From ev'ry stormy wind that blows 58 Let Zion's watchmen all awake 178 From Greenland's icy mountains 70 Lord dismiss us with thy blessing 64 G
Lord, teach us how to pray arighi 59 Give to the winds thy fears 39 Love divine, all love excelling 67 Glory to God on high
74 Many woes had Christ endured 50 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 49 Mark'd as the purpose of the skies 73
35 Mark the soft falling snow
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