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Come, then ye Sinners to your LORD,
To Happiness in CHRIST reftor'd;
His proffer'd Benefits embrace,
The Plenitude of Gofpel-Grace.

HYMN VII.

Rev.iv. 11. and v. 11, 12:

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OME, let us join our chearful Songs
With Angels round the Throne ;

Ten thousand thousand are their Tongues,,
But all their Joys are one.

II.

Worthy the LAMB that dy'd, they cry,
To be exalted thus:

Worthy the LAMB, our Hearts reply,
For he was flain for us!

III..

JESUS is worthy to receive

Honour and Pow'r divine;

And Bleffings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.
IV.

The whole Creation join in one,
To blefs the facred Name

Of Him that fits upon the Throne,

And to adore the LAMB.

HYMN

HYMN VIII.

Nativity of CHRIST.

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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;
With th' angelic Hoft proclaim,
"CHRIST is born in Bethlehem!"

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CHRIST by highest Heav'n ador'd,
CHRIST the everlasting LORD!
Late in Time behold him come,
Offspring of the Virgin's Womb..

IV.

Veil'd in Flesh the Godhead fee,
Hail th' incarnate Diety!

Pleas'd as Man with Men t'appear.
JESUS Our EMMANUEL here.S

V.

Hail the Heav'n-born Prince of Peace !
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!

Light and Life to all he brings,
Ris'n with Healing in his Wings!
VI.

Mild he lays his Glory by,
Born that Men no more may die;
Born to raise the Sons of Earth,
Born to give them fecond Birth.

+ Luke ii. 10, 11 § If. vii. 147

VII.

Come, Defire of Nations, come,.
Fix in us thy humble Home :
Rife the Woman's conquering Seed,
Bruise in us the Serpent's Head.

VIII.

Adam's Likeness now efface,.
Stamp thine Image in its Place ;.
Second Adam from above,.
Re-inftate us in thy Love..

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REJOICE, the LORD is King 3

Your LORD and King adore;

Mortals, give Thanks, and fing,
And triumph evermore :

Lift up your Hearts, lift up your Voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

II.

JESUS the Saviour reigns,

The GoD of Truth and Love;

When he had purg'd our Stains,
He took his Seat above :

up your Voice,

Lift up your Hearts, lift up your
Rejoice, again I fay, rejoice,

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,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

*. Rev. i 18.

IV.

Hè fits at God's Right Hand,
Till all his Foes fubmit,
And bow to his Command,

And fall beneath his Feet:

Lift up your Hearts, lift up your Voice,
Rejoice, again I fay, rejoice.

V..

He all his Foes fhall quell,
Shall all our Sins destroy,
And every Bofom fwell

With pure feraphic Joy:

Lift up your Hearts, lift up your Voice,
Rejoice, again I fay, rejoice.
VI.

Rejoice in glorious Hope,
JESUS the Judge fhall come,
And take his Servants up
To their Eternal Home :

We foon fhall Hear th' Archangel's Voice,*
The Trump of GOD fhall found Rejoice.

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,
Nor can thy Grace procure;
Empty fend me not away,

For I, thou know'ft, am poor.;
Duft and Afhes is my Name,
My all is Sin and Mifery:
Friend of Sinners, fpotlefs LAMB,
Thy Blood was shed for me.
III.

Without Money, without Price,
I come thy Love to buy ;
From myself I turn my Eyes,
The Chief of Sinners I.

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,
With healing in thy Wings;

To my difeas'd, my fainting Soul,
Thy Light Salvation brings.

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These Clouds of Pride and Sin dispel,

By thine all-piercing Beam,

Lighten mine Eyes with Faith, my Heart
With holy Hope inflame.

HI.

My Mind by thy all-quick'ning Pow'r,

From low Defires fet free,

*Phil. iii. 9.

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