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548. The Believer encouraged by the
prospect of the near approach of the,
completion of his salvation. C.M. And that knowing the time, that now it is high time to
awake out of sleep : for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed. Rom. xii. 11. AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your
eyes-And raise your voices high; Awake, and praise that sov'reign love,
That shows salvation nigh.
Each moment brings it near;
And each revolving year! 3 Not many years their round shall run,
Nor many mornings rise,
To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature,speed your course!
Ye mortal pow'rs, decay!
Ye bring eternal day.
549. The everlasting Song. C.M. And they fell down before the Lamb, having every one
of them harps......and I heard the voice of many angels saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lanıb that was slain.--Rev. v. 8, 11, 12. · EARTH has engross'd my heart too
long! 'Tis time I lift mine eyes Upward, my Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies. 2 There the blest man, my Saviour, sits;
The God! how bright he shines !
On all the happy minds.
Circle the throne around;
Eternally resound. 4 Jesus, the Lord, their praise employs;
Jesus, the Lamb, they sing!
Sounds sweet from ev'ry string. 5 Now let me mount and join their song,
And be an angel too;
Here's joyful work for you. 6 I would begin the music here,
And so my soul should rise:
My spirit to the skies!
7 There, ye that love my Saviour, sit;
There I would fain have place, Among your thrones, or at your feet,
So I might see his face.
550. Communion desired. L.M. In thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand are
pleasures for evermore.-PSALM xvi. 11. FAR from my thoughts, vain world,
begone; Let my religious hours alone; Fain would my soul her Saviour see;
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee.
Come, spread the tables of thy grace;
And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 3 Send comforts down from thy right
A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee! 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine!
In thee thy Father's glories shine;
551. The Promised Land. C.M. Thine eyes shall see the King in his beauty; they shall be
hold the land that is very far off.—Isal. xxxiii. 17. FAR from these narrow scenes of night
Unbounded glories rise; And realıns of infinite delight,
Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Fair distant land! could mortal
eyes But half its joys explore, How would our spirits long to rise,
And dwell on earth no piore. 3 No cloud those blissful regions know,
For ever bright and fair;
Can never enter there.
His brightest beams of grace; While countless myriads sing his praise,
And bow before his face.
Our hearts with ardent love;
Bear every thought above.
For thy bright courts on high; Then bid our spirits rise and join
The chorus of the sky.
552. The good Samaritan, or a spirit of
compassion and sympathy for those in distress. C.M.
Go and do thou likewise.. LUKE X. 37.
All-powerful from above,
The image of thy love.
That generous pleasure know
And weep for others woe! 3 When the most helpless sons of grief
In low distress are laid;
And swift our hands to aid.
When thron'd above the skies;
He felt compassion rise.
To raise us from the ground;
A balm for every wound.