III.

His kingdom cannot fail,

He rules o'er earth and heav'n:

The keys of death and hell

Are to our JESUS given:

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I fay, rejoice.

IV.

He fits at Gop's right hand,
Till all his foes fubmit,
And bow to his command,

And fall beneath his feet:

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I fay, rejoice.

V.

He all his foes fhall quell,

Shall all our fins deftroy,

And every bofom fwell

With pure feraphic joy :

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

VI.

Rejoice in glorious hope,

JESUS the judge hall come,

And take his fervants up

To their eternal home:

We foon fhall hear th' Archangel's voice,
The trump of GOD fhall found rejoice.

HYMN

HYMN XXXII.
The poor Sinner.

GOD

believe;

OD of my falvation, hear,
And help me to
Simply do I now draw near,

Thy bleffing to receive.

Full of guilt alas! I am,

But to thy wounds for refuge flee
Friend of finners, fpotlefs LAMB,
Thy blood was shed for me.
· II.
Nothing have I, LORD, to pay,
Nor can thy grace procure;
Empty send me not away,

For I, thou know'ft, am poor;
Duft and ashes is my name,
My all is fin and ˇmisery :
Friend of finners, fpotless LAMB,
Thy blood was fhed for me.
III.

Without money, without price,
I come thy love to buy;
From myself I turn my eyes,!

The chief of finners I.

Take, O take me as I am,

And let me lofe myself in thee; Friend of finners spotless LAMB, Thy blood was shed for me.

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HYMN

HYMN XXXIII.
Heb. xi. 14, 15, 16.

Tell me no more,

Of this world's vain ftore

The time for fuch trifles

With me now is o'er.

No mortal doth know,

What he can bestow,

What light, ftrength, and comfort;

Go after him, go.

And

VI.

And when I'm to die,
"Receive me," I'll cry,
For JESUS hath lov'd me,
I cannot fay why!

VII.

And now I'm in care,

My neighbours may share These bleffings: To feek them Will none of you dare?

VIII.

In bondage, O why!

And death will you lie, When CHRIST here affures you Free grace is fo nigh!

HYMN XXXIV.
Ifaiah xxxv. 8, 9, 10.

JESUS

I.

SUS my all, to heav'n is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon;
His track I fee and I'll pursue
The narrow way, 'till Him I view.

II.

The way the holy prophets went,
The road that leads froin banishment,
The King's highway of holiness
I'll go, for all his paths are peace.

No

III.

No ftranger may proceed therein,
No lover of the world and fin,
No lion, no devouring care,
No fin, nor forrow fhall be there.
IV.

No, nothing may go up thereon,
But trav'ling fouls, and I am one:
Way-faring men to Canaan bound,
Shall only in the way be found.

V.

This is the way I long have fought,
And mourn'd because I found it not;
My grief a burden long has been,
Because I could not cease from fin.

VI.

The more I ftrove against it's pow'r,
I finn'd and ftumbled but the more,
Till late I heard my SAVIOUR fay,
Come hither, foul," I am the way.
VII.

Lo! glad I come, and thou blefs'd LAMB,
Shalt take me to thee as I am;
Nothing but fin I thee can give,
Nothing but love fhall I receive.

Then