2 At his right hand, our eyes behold
The queen array'd in purest gold;
The world admires her heav'nly dress ;
Her robe of joy and righteousness.

3 He forms her beauties, like his own,
He calls and feats her, near his throne;
Fair stranger, let thine heart forget
The idols of thy native state.

4 So shall the king the more rejoice
In thee, the fav'rite of his choice;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd,
For he's thy maker and thy Lord.

5 O happy hour, when thou shalt rife
To his fair palace in the skies,
And all thy fons (a num'rous train,)
Each like a prince in glory reign.

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6 Let endless honors crown his head;
Let ev'ry age his praises spread;
While we with cheerful fongs approve
The condescension of his love.

HYMN XXXIII. P. M. [RICHARDS.
Comforter of all that mourt

JESUS, comforter divine!
Confolations, Lord, are thine;
Mightiest comforts, full of good,
Worthy of the living God.

2 Thou shalt wipe all tears away,
*Mid the blessed realms of day;
Thou shalt hush each rising sigh;
Sorrow, pain and death shall die.

3 Highest praises wait thy name, Great, unchanging, glorious same; Jesus, comforter divine!

Praises, praises, Lord be thine.

HYMN XXXIV. C. M. [RICHARDS.]
Counsellor.

HAIL Counsellor of peace, good will!

Glorious for God and man;

Thee we adore, on Zion's hill,
And bless thy gracious plan.

2 Faithful and true in every word,
Thy counsel wrote in blood,
Brings home the banish'd to the Lord,
And makes their peace with God.

3 Jefus! can time, can life repay,
The mighty debt of love?

Ah! no. Then found ye harps of day,
And shout his name above.

HYMN XXXV. с. м.

[RIPPON'S COLL.1

Defire of all nations.

INFINITE excellence is thine,
Thou lovely Prince of grace;
Thy uncreated beauties shine
With never fading rays.

2 Sinners from earth's remotest end,
Come bending at thy feet;
To thee their prayers and vows ascend,
In thee, their wishes meet.

3 Thy name as precious ointment shed,
Delights the church around;

Sweetly the facred odours spreadf
Through all Immanuel's ground.

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4 Millions of happy spirits live
On thy exhaustless store;
From thee, they all their bliss receive,
And ftill thou givest more.

5 Thou art their trinmph and their joy:
They find their all in thee;
Thy glories will their tongues employ
Thro' all eternity,

HYMN XXXVI. C. M. [JAMES RELLY.

Doer of God's will.

WHEN God would manifest his grace

man that he might prove.

The glories of the Father's face,

And feel his nature love;

2 He faid he would not facrifice,
As offer'd by the law;

All human merit would defpife,
His prefence thence withdraw.

3 Then said the Saviour, "lo, I come
To do thy will my God;"

He brought his fons and daughters home By pouring out his blood :

4 That they with him might enter in
To all the heav'n of love:

His death did make an end of fin,
The stumbling block remove.

5 Thou Lord a body didst prepare,
Thy own collected feed,

JESUS, we bless thy Father's name; Thy God and our's are both the same; What heav'nly blessings from his throne, Flow down to finners, through his Son! 2 Christ be my first elect, he said, Then chose our fouls in Christ our head, Before he gave the mountains birth, Or laid foundations for the earth.

3 Thus did eternal love begin,

To raise us from our death and fin;
Our characters were then decreed;
Blameless in love, a holy feed :

4 Predeftinated to be fons,

Born by degrees, but chose at once;
A new regenerated race,

To praise the glory of his grace.

5 With Christ, our Lord, we share a part,
In the affections of his heart ;
Nor shall our fouls be thence remov'd,
'Till he forgets his first belov'd.

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HYMN XXXVIII.

P. M. [JAMES RELLY]

Falrer than the fons of men.

FTERNAL excellencs !

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Thy fons would fain declare,

In the divinest sense,

How thou art heav'nly fair :
O Prince, Meffiah, thou art seen

The fairest of the fons of men.

2 Jesus, thy beauties shine
Bright, infinitely bright;
Both human and divine,
In thee, O Lamb, unite!
Whate'er in heav'n or earth we fee
As beautiful, are types of thee.

3 The fun, the moon, the stars,
With all the thrones above,
Thine excellence declare,
Thy beauty, pow'r and love:
All worlds before thy throne we fee,
One sea of glass reflecting thee.

HYMN XXXIX. L. M. [RICHARDS.]

ATHER

FA

Father.

of angels and of men,

Of nature and of grace, the Lord!

Be thou in one eternal strain,

By all thy various works ador'd.

2 From heav'n to earth, from earth to heav'n,

Through worlds above and worlds below,
Thy boundless mercies freely giv'n,
In tides of bliss forever flow.