HYMN LXXXV.

Behold I ftand at the Door and knock, &c. Rev. iii. 20.

I.

WE Magnify thy Grace, O LORD:

How plenteously hast thou prepar'd

A Supper for thy Saints!

All Things are ready, thou haft faid, *
ATable Thou haft richly spread
To answer all our Wants.

II.

Now, LORD, allure our Souls to Thee,
O kindly bid us come and fee,

And tafte how Good thou art ;
Knock with the + Hammer of thy Word,
Knock by thy pow'rful Spirit, LORD,
LORD, break into each Heart!

III.

Darknefs and Unbelief remove,
Replenish all our Souls with Love,
Caft out the Pow'r of Sin;
JESUS, attend our feeble Pray'r,
And for Thyfelf our Hearts prepare,
Come in, our LORD, come in!
IV.

Let Comfort, Love, and Joy, and Peace,
Like Rivers flow, and ftill increase,
Unto the Ocean driv❜n :

LORD, condefcend to fup with me,
And grant I now may be with thee,

And fup at laft in Heav'n !

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Luke xiv. 16, 17. † Jer. xxiii. 29.

HYMN LXXXVI.

CHRIST'S Commiffion.

I.

AISE your triumphant Songs
To an immortal Tune;

Let the wide Earth refound the Deeds,
Celeftial Grace has done.

II.

Sing how eternal Love

Its chief Beloved chofe,

And bid Him raife our wretched Race
From their Abyss of Woes.
III.

His Hand no Thunder bears,
No Terror cloaths his Brow;
No Bolts to drive our guilty Souls
To fiercer Flames below.

IV.

'Twas Mercy fill'd the Throne, And Wrath flood filent by,

When CHRIST was fent with Pardons down To Rebels doom'd to die.

V.

Now, Sinners dry your Tears, Let hopeless Sorrows cease: Bow to the Sceptre of his Love, And take the offer'd Peace.

VI.

May we obey the Call!

And lay an humble Claim

To the Salvation He hath brought,
And love, and praise his Name.

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HYMN LXXXVII.

For New Year's Day.

Luke xiii. 6.-11.

I.

THE LORD of Earth and Sky,
The GOD of Ages praise !

Who reigns enthron'd on high,
Ancient of endless Days ;
Who lengthens out our Trial here,
And spares us yet another Year.

II.

Barren and wither'd Trees,

We cumber'd long the Ground,
No Fruit of Holiness

On our dead Souls was found!
Yet did he us in Mercy spare,
Another and another Year.

III.

When Juftice bar'd the Sword
To cut the Fig-Tree down,
The Pity of our LORD

Cry'd "Let it ftill alone,"
The FATHER mild inclin'd his Ear,

And spar'd us yet another Year.

*

IV.

JESUS thy fpeaking Blood.

From GoD obtain'd the Grace,

Who therefore hath bestow'd
On us a longer Space :

Thou didft in our Behalf appear,

And lo, we fee another Year!

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Heb. xii, 24

Then

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Then dig about our Root,
Break up our fallow Ground,
And let our gracious Fruit-

To thy great Praise abound :
O let us all thy Praise declare,
And Fruit unto Perfection bear!

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LXXXVIII.

ANOTHER.

NOME let us anew.

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Our Journey pursue,

Roll round with the Year,

And never ftand ftill till the MASTER appear:

His adorable Will

Let us gladly fulfil

And our Talents improve,

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By the Patience of Hope and the Labour of

II.

Our Life is a Dream,

Our Time as a Stream,

Glides fwiftly away,

And the fugitive Moment refufes to stay:

The Arrow is flown,

The Moment is gone,

The Millenial Year

Love.

Rushes on to our View, and Eternity's here!

III.

O that each in the Day
Of his Coming may fay,

Rev. xx. 4

*

"I have fought my Way thro "I have finish'd the Work Thou didst give

O that each from his LORD
May receive the glad Word,
"Well and faithfully done,

me to do!"

+ Enter into my Joy, and fit down on my

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Throne.

LXXXIX,

Ifaiah xxxv. 10.

HILDREN of the heav'nly King,
As ye journey fweetly fing:
Sing your SAVIOUR's worthy Praise,
Glorious in his Works and Ways!
II.

Ye are trav'ling home to Gon,
In the Way the Fathers trod: t
They are happy now, and ye
Soon their Happiness fhall fee.

O, ye banish'd Seed, be glad!
CHRIST Our Advocate is made;
Us, to fave, our Flefh affumes,
Brother to our Souls becomes. S

IV.

Shout, ye little Flock, and bleft,
You on JESU's Throne fhall rest!
There your Seat is now prepar'd,
There your Kingdom and Reward.

2 Tim. iv. 7•
Jer. vi. 16.

+ Matt. XXV. 71,
§. Heb. ii, 11.

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