Now they see him face to face; but & Him who sav'd them by his grace.! 3 This his people's lot for ever,

This their glorious sure reward: They indeed are blest, who never

Shall be absent from the Lord. O that we may die like those, Who in JESUS thus repose!

515. At the Death of a Believer. L. M. And the spirit shall return to GOD who gave it.-ECCLE. xii. 7.

AWAY! thou dying saint, away
Fly to the mansions of the blest
Thy GoD no more requires thy stay;
He calls thee to eternal rest.

2 Thy toils at length have reach'd a close,
No more remains for thee to do:
Away, away to thy repose,
Beyond the reach of sin and woe.

3 Away to yonder realms of light, Where multitudes, redeem'd with blood, Enjoy the beatific sight,

And dwell for ever with their God.

4 Go, mix with them, and share their joy;
In heav'n behold the sinner's friend:
In pleasures share that never cloy,
In pleasures that will never end.

5 And may our happy portion be,
To join thee in the realms above :
The glory of our LORD to see,
And sing his everlasting love.

516. Resignation at the Death of a Child. 7s.

But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.-2 SAMUEL Xii. 23.

WHEREFORE should I make my
Now the darling child is dead? [moan,
He to early rest is gone,
He to paradise is fied;

I shall go to him, but he
Never shall return to me.

2 God forbids his longer stay,
God recals his precious loan;
GOD hath taken him away
From my bosom to his own;
Surely what he wills is best,
Happy in his will I rest.

13 Faith cries out, It is the LORD,
Let him do as seems him good:
Be thy holy name ador'd,
Take the gift awhile bestow'd,
Take the child no longer mine,
Thine he is, for ever thine.

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The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.-PSALM xxiii. 1. J

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NOW let our drooping hearts revive,
And all our tears be dry:

Why should those eyes be drown'd in Which view a SAVIOUR nigh? [grief, 2 What tho' the arm of conq'ring death Does God's own house invade; What tho' the prophet and the priest Be number'd with the dead!

3 Tho' earthly shepherds dwell in dust,
The aged and the young;
The watchful eye in darkness clos'd,
And mute th' instructive tongue;

4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives,
New comfort to impart;

His eye still guides us, and his voice
Still animates our heart.

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5" Lo, I am with you; saith the LORD," "My church shall safe abide; "For I will ne'er forsake my own, "Whose souls in me confide."

6 Thro' every scene of life and death,
This promise is our trust;
And this shall be our children's song,
When we are cold in dust.

518. Death the Entrance into Glory to the Believer.

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For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of GOD, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.-2 COR. v. 1. See also verses 5-8

THERE is a house not made with hands,
Eternal, and on high;

And here my spirit waiting stands,
'Till GoD shall bid it fly.

2 Shortly this prison of my clay
Must be dissolv'd and fall;
Then, O my soul, with joy obey
Thy heav'nly Father's call.
3 'Tis he, by his Almighty grace,
That forms thee fit for heav'n;
And, as an earnest of the place,
Has his own Spirit giv'n.

4 We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith lives upon his word;

But while the body is our home,
We're absent from the LORD.

5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace.
But we had rather see;

We would be absent from the flesh,
And present, LORD, with thee.

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So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.-PSL. xc. 12.

OFT as the bell with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul, Let each one ask himself, " An I Prepar'd, should I be call'd to die?” 2 Only this frail and fleeting breath Preserves me from the jaws of death; Soon as it fails, at once I'm gone, And plung'd into a world unknown.

3 Then, leaving all I lov❜d below,
To GOD's tribunal I must go;
Must hear the judge pronounce my
And fix my everlasting state.

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5 LORD JESUS! help me now to flee,
And seek my hope alone in thee;
Apply thy blood, thy Spirit give,
Subdue my sins, and in me live..

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[But could I bear to hear him say,
Depart, accursed, far away!
"With Satan, in the lowest hell,
"Thou art for ever doom'd to dwell.”]

6 Then, when the solemn bell I hear, a. If sav'd from guilt, I need not fear; Nor would the thought distressing be, Perhaps it next may toll for me,l