Come, then ye Sinners to your LORD, HYMN VII. Rev.iv. 11. and v. 11, 12: COME OME, let us join our chearful Songs Ten thousand thousand are their Tongues,, II. Worthy the LAMB that dy'd, they cry, Worthy the LAMB, our Hearts reply, III.. JESUS is worthy to receive Honour and Pow'r divine; And Bleffings more than we can give, The whole Creation join in one, Of Him that fits upon the Throne, And to adore the LAMB. HYMN HYMN VIII. Nativity of CHRIST. H ! I. ARK! the Herald-Angels fing, Glory to the new-born King! Peace on Earth, and Mercy mild, God and Sinners reconcil'd. II. Joyful all ye Nations rife, Join the Triumphs of the Skies; CHRIST by highest Heav'n ador'd, IV. Veil'd in Flesh the Godhead fee, Pleas'd as Man with Men t'appear. V. Hail the Heav'n-born Prince of Peace ! Light and Life to all he brings, Mild he lays his Glory by, + Luke ii. 10, 11 § If. vii. 147 VII. Come, Defire of Nations, come,. VIII. Adam's Likeness now efface,. REJOICE, the LORD is King 3 Your LORD and King adore; Mortals, give Thanks, and fing, Lift up your Hearts, lift up your Voice, II. JESUS the Saviour reigns, The GoD of Truth and Love; When he had purg'd our Stains, up your Voice, Lift up your Hearts, lift up your III. His Kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er Earth and Heav'n : The Keys of Death and Hell * Are to our JESUS giv'n: Lift up your Hearts, lift up your Voice, *. Rev. i 18. IV. Hè fits at God's Right Hand, And fall beneath his Feet: Lift up your Hearts, lift up your Voice, V.. He all his Foes fhall quell, With pure feraphic Joy: Lift up your Hearts, lift up your Voice, Rejoice in glorious Hope, We foon fhall Hear th' Archangel's Voice,* HYMN X.. The poor Sinner. I. GOD of my Salvation, hear, And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near, Thy Bleffing to receive. Full of Guilt alas! I am, But to thy Wounds for Refuge flee: + Friend of Sinners, fpotlefs LAMB, Thy Blood was shed for me. Nothing Thef. iv. 16. If liii. 5.. Nothing have I, LORD, to pay, For I, thou know'ft, am poor.; Without Money, without Price, Take, O take me as I am, And let me lofe myself in Thee :* Friend of Sinners spotlefs LAMB, Thy Blood was fhed for me. HYMN. XI.. MALACHI iv. 2. I. Sun of Righteoufnefs arife, To my difeas'd, my fainting Soul, These Clouds of Pride and Sin dispel, By thine all-piercing Beam, Lighten mine Eyes with Faith, my Heart HI. My Mind by thy all-quick'ning Pow'r, From low Defires fet free, *Phil. iii. 9. Unite |