553. Saints in glory. C.M.

I beheld, and lo, a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindred, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands; and cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.-REV. vii. 9, 10.

GIVE me the wings of faith to rise
Within the veil, and see

The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.

2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.

3 I ask them whence their vict'ry came;
They, with united breath,
Ascribe their conquests to the Lamb,
Their triumph to his death.

4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod, (His zeal inspired their breast.) And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promis'd rest.

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise,
For his own pattern given;
While the long cloud of witnesses
Show the same path to heaven.

554. The Believer's triumph over Death. C.M.

I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth and though after my skin, worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God.-JOB Xix. 25, 26.

GREAT God, I own thy sentence just,
And nature must decay:
I yield my body to the dust,
To dwell with fellow clay.

2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave,
And trample on the tombs ;
My Jesus, my Redeemer lives,
My God, my Saviour comes.

3 The mighty Conq'ror shall appear
High on a royal seat;

And death, the last of all his foes,
Lie vanquish'd at his feet.

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4 Though greedy worins devour my skin,
And gnaw my wasting flesh;
Yet God will build my bones again,
And clothe them all afresh.

5 Then shall I see him face to face
Exalted on his throne;
Shall prove the fulness of his grace,
And know, as I am known.

554. The Believer's triumph over Death.

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555. The Believer's union with a risen and ascended Saviour. C.M,

Go to my brethren, and say unto them, I ascend unto my Father, and your Father; and to my God and your God. JOHN XX. 17.

IN raptures let our hearts ascend
Our heav'nly seats to view;
And grateful trace that shining path
Our rising Saviour drew.

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my God,
"I go;" the conq'ror cries;
"Up to your Father, and your God,
My brethren, lift your eyes."

3 And doth the Lord of glory call Such worms his brethren dear? And doth he point to heaven's high throne,

And show our Father there?

4 And doth he teach my sinful lips
That tuneful sound, My God?
And breathe his Spirit on my heart
To shed his grace abroad?

5 O world, produce a good like this,
And thou shalt have my love;
Till then, my Father claims it all,
And Christ who dwells above.

6 Dear Saviour, call this willing soul,
That struggles with its clay;
And fain would leave this weary load
To wing its heav'nly way.