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12 Humbly, Lord Christ, I thee address; 950 * T. 22.

Ah! clothe me in thy righteousness;

Within thy wounds I crave a place, My life I now to God resign, There is my only happiness. At his decree I'll not repine,

13 Amen! thou sov'reign God of love, Will he prolong my mournful days, He'll help me, well to end my race.

O grant that when we hence remove,

Our souls, redeemed by thy blood, 2 I go hence at th' appointed hour, May find in thee their sure abode! Nor would I wish to go before, My hairs the Lord hath number'd all,

951.* T. 22. Without his will not one can fall. LORD Jesus, Fountain of my life! 3 Lord, what is man! a clod of earth, Sole comfort in this world of strife ! A needy mortal from his birth,

I come both weary and opprest,

And
Brought nothing with him when he came, pray, Lord, take

soul to rest!

my And naked leaves this earthly frame. 2 When I shall yield my dying breath, 4. Teach us to number so our days,

Support me by thy bitter death; That we apply 10 wisdom's ways,

Thy mercy is my only plea; Knowing how swift our moments fly, Thy bonds have gain’d my liberty. That all, both

young and old, mụst die. 3 By all thou hast for me endur’d, 5 This is the fruit of Adam's fall;

Thou hast eternal life procur'd; Death, like a conqu’ror, seiz’d on all; Thy shame, reproach and thorny crown, Sin gives him pow's, there is no place, Gain’d for me glory and renown! Exempt from his continual chace. 4 Thy stripes have me,a sinner, heal'd; 6 Evil and few, as Jacob says,

My pardon with thy blood is seald; Alas! I count my pilgrim-days;

Thy agony, thy dying breath When God shall call his servant home, Redeem'd me from eternal death. In hope of joy I'll meet the tomb.

5 Unto my heart when speech I want, 7 How could I bear the guilt of sin,

The utt'rance of thy Spirit grant: Assailing me without, within, O that my soul to heav'n may rise, Did I not know, God gave his Son,

When death in darkness seals

my eyes. Who did for all my sins atone! 6 What songs of everlasting joy 8 'Tis he, my Saviour Jesus Christ,

Shall mine and angels tongues employ! Who for sins was sacrific'd,

How shall we to eternity my And rose triumphant from the

grave,

Exalt thy love and mercy free! That he my soul from death might save.

952. T. 22. 9 To him I yield my life and breath, CHRIST's bitter death shall sweeten His love will guide my soul thro' death, My soul I to his care resign; (mine; And bring me to that blissful place,

Since he laid down his life for me, Where I shall see him face to face.

He'll keep me to eternity. 10 My.flesh meanwhile dothrestinhope, 2 How glad am I, that I have known Till in his likeness raised up;

What he to ransom me hath done! Out of his hands no dust shall fall,

How glad am I, that I believe, My body he'll to life recall.

Die when I will, he'll me receive! 11 This gives me comfort and relief, 3 Thanks be to thee, my gracious Lord, In all my greatest pain and grief; That thou ast all my curse endur'd; He'll wipe away my ev'ry tear,

Nor doth the grave to me appear When he in glory shall appear.

A terror, since thou restedst ihere.

953. *
T. 132.

15 God gives the victory; JESUS, by thy almighty pow'r

To him due thanks be paid; My soul from death deliver,

For we are conqu’rors when we die,

Thro' Christ our living Head. In that important awful hour,

When soul and body sever ; Into thy ever faithful hand

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T. 151.
My spirit will I then commend,
I trust thou wilt receive it.

WHEN I shall gain permission

To leave this mortal tent, 2 Tho' guilt would fill my soul with dread,

And get from pain dismission, Despair and consternation,

Jesus ! thyself present; I know I need not be afraid,

And let me, when expiring, Since Christ is my salvation [death,

Recline upon thy breast, His precious blood, his wounds and Thus I shall be acquiring Shall, when I draw

Eternal life and rest. latest breath,

my Be my support and comfort. 3 I of his body am a limb,

956.*

T. 232. This is my consolation; And death between my soul and him LORD, let thy blest angelic bands Shall make no separation;

Convey my soul into thy hands, He in me, I in him abide,

When soul and body sever; In him, who for me liv'd and dy'd, My body, tho' reduc'd to dust, I've found life everlasting.

Thou wilt (O Lord, I firmly trust)

Once raise to live for ever. 4 Since he did from the dead arise,

Then shall I see thee face to face, And then ascend victorious,

In everlasting joy and peace, I likewise in the hope rejoice,

And sing, with all the saints above, To rise again more glorious; Thus free from fear, I can in peace

The wonders of redeeming love.

O Christ, my Lord, :/1: I'll thee adore Depart to see him as he is,

Here, and above, for evermore. And live with him for ever.

954. T. 582.

957. T. 582. THE spirits of the just,

CONFIDING in thy name, Confin'd in bodies, groan,

Jesus, the church's Head, Till death consigns the corpse to dust, We give to earth the breathless frame, And then the conflict's done.

Rememb’ring thou wast dead: 2 Jesus, who came to save,

A bitter death indeed (The Lamb for sinners slain,) Was thine, O Lamb of God; Hath sanctify'd the gloomy grave, But from the curse thou hast us freed,

And made ev'n death our gain. By thy atoning blood. 3 Why should we fear to trust 2 O death where is thy sting? The place where Jesus lay?

O grave, thy victory? He'll raise our bodies from the dust,

He that believes in Christ can sing: And unto life convey.

• He hath redeemed me!" 4. Sin's pardon'd—I'm secure;

Trusting in him by faith Death hath no sting beside :

We now the vict'ry gain ; The law gives sin condemning pow'r, In him we triumph over death, But Jests for me dy'd.

Who for us rose again.

958. T. 102.

2 Nought can disturb this heir of life, WHERE is this infant? It is gone!

All worldly cares are fled;

To be with Christ was his desire,
To whom? To Jesus who redeem'd it.

And he's now perfected,
It now appears before his throne,
Where he continues still to tend it,
His favor-for ever

[care. It proves, he doth bear

961.*

T. 14. This lamb in his bosom, 'tis safe in his BLEST soul, how sweetly dost thou 2 He took such in his arms on earth,

rest, And show'd to them peculiar favor; Hence we may know, that from their Enjoying now, on Jesus' breast,

From ev'ry toil and care,
birth

Bliss far beyond compare !
He is their ever gracious Saviour !
He them, he takes them,

2 His suff'rings have deliver'd thee gave Whene'er he sees best

From mis'ry, woe and death, For them to come to him, and with His word, “ 'Tis finish’d!" provd to

be him to rest.

The triumph of thy faith. 3 This infant rests now happily In Christ the Source of our salvation ! 3 Now to the earth let these remains Rejoicing to eternity,

In hope committed be! Join'd to the perfect congregation.

Until the body chang'd obtains
The body, we bury;

Blest immortality.
We know, that from pain
Released we once shall behold it again.

962.* T. 483.
T. 39.
WHEN children, released from all NOW rest in peace;
that's distressing,

Our pray'rs, when dying, thee attend Are called to heaven, O that's a great ed, blessing !

Thou'st ended Removed from danger and woe, they Thy mortal life, and now always for ever

Beholdest Jesus face to face ; Rejoice in the presence of Jesus their The holy angels did convey Saviour.

Thy soul to realms of endless day,

There bless thee, God the Father, and 960. T. 14

the Son, HOW sweetly this our brother sleeps, And Holy Ghost, Jehovah Three in Enjoying endless peace,

One, The grave, wherein his Saviour lay, Thou there ador'st the Lamb that sitIs now his resting-place.

teth on the throne.

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XXXIX. Of Christ's Coming to Judgment.
963.
T. 132.

964. T. 581. 'Tis sure that awful time will come,

HARK! the trump of God is heard, When Christ, the Lord of glory,

And th' archangel's voice on high ; Shall from his throne give men their Yea, the Lord himself descends doom,

With a shout that rends the sky; And change things transitory:

Lo! the bars of death are burst, This will strike dumb each impious jeer, See the dead in Christ rise first; When all will be consum'd by fire, 2 His blest people, still on earth,

And heav'n and earth dissolved. In a moment chang’d, all rise 2 The wak’ning trumpet all shall hear, In the clouds, caught up with them, The dead shall then be raised,

Meet their Saviour in the skies;

Fears and doubts are far remov'd,
And 'fore the judgment-seat appear,
On th' right and left hand placed;

Him they see, whom here they lov'd.
Those in the body at that time 3 See this transient mortal life
Shall, in a manner most sublime, Swallow'd up eternally!
Endure a transmutation.

Death, O death, where is thy sting? 3 Woe then to him, tliat hath despis’d, Thanks to God, thro' Christ we have

Where, O grave, thy victory?
God's word and revelation,
And here done nothing but devis'd

Vict'ry over death and grave.
His lust's gratification;

4 Now all tears are wip'd away; Then how confounded will he stand, Free from curse and free from pain, When he must go, at Christ's command, All Christ's people now with him To everlasting torment!

Kings and priests for ever reign. 4 When all withawe shall stand around Henceforth his unbounded grace To hear their doom allotted,

Is their theme of endless praise. O may my worthless name be found 5 In the hope of all this joy,

In the Lamb's book unblotted ; Brethren, let us still be found; Grant me that firm, unshaken faith Stedfast in the faith of Christ, That thou, my Saviour, by thy death May we all in love abound,

Hast purchas'd my salvation. Till we shall, when time is o'er, 5 Before thou shalt as judge appear,

Live with him for evermore. Plead as my Intercessor;

965. T. 585. And on that awful day declare That I am thy confessor,

LO! he cometh! countless trumpets Then bring me to that blessed place Christ's appearance usher in! Where I shall see, with open face,

'Midst ten thousand saints and angels The glory of thy kingdom.

See our Judge and Saviour shine!

Hallelujah! :: 6 O Jesus, shorten the delay, And hasten thy salvation,

Welcome, welcome, slaughter'd Lamb! That we may see that glorious day 2 Now the song of all the saved, Produce a new creation :

Worthy is the Lamb! resounds: Lord Jesus, come, our Judge and King, Now resplendent shine his nail-prints, Come, change our mournful notes, to Ev'ry eye shall see his wounds! sing

They who pierc'd him :/: Thy praise for ever! Amen. Shall at his appearing wail.

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3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, 12 If yet while pardon may be found, Earth and heaven flee

away;

Thy mercy I've not sought, All his enemies confounded

My heart with inward horror shrinks, Hear the trump proclaim his day: And trembles at the thought: Come to judgment! :ll:

3 That thou, O Lord, wilt stand disclos'd Stand before the Son of !

In majesty severe, 4 All who love him view his glory,

And sit in judgment on my soul; In his bright, once marred face:

How then shall I appear ? Jesus cometh, all his people

4 But thou declarest in thy word, Now their heads with gladness raise: That sinners who to thee, Happy mourners! :/:

While here they live, repenting turn, Lo, on clouds he comes! he comes ! Shall live eternally. 5 See redemption, long expected,

5 Grant that I never may despair On that awful day appear;

Full pardon to obtain, All his people, once despised,

Since Jesus Christ, to save my soul, Joyful meet him in the air :

Upon the cross was slain. .
Hallelujah! :ll:
Now the promis'd kingdom comes !

968.
966. T. 590.

ACCORDING to my state on earth

Will the decisive sentence be; My faith shall triumph o'er the grave, They who have felt the second birth, And trample on the tombs;

The second death shall never see ; My Jesus, my Redeemer lives,

But if from hence I take my flight My God, my Saviour comes :

A captive to the tyrant sin, Ere long I know he shall appear Farewel to ev'ry cheering light, In pow'r and glory great;

A scene of darkness must

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

T. 592. 2. Then, tho’the worms my flesh devour,

THIS transient world is not our home, And make my corpse

their

prey, I know I shall arise with pow'r,

No soul finds here or rest, or bliss ; On the last judgment-day:

The man by this vain world o'ercome When God shall stand upon the earth,

Will of salvation surely miss: Him these mine eyes shall see,

Jesus alone yields comfort true, My flesh shall feel a second birth,

Jesus is pleasure void of pain;

His mercies ev'ry day are new, And ever with him be.

His friendship’s fire doth still remain. 3 Then hisown handshallwipethe tears

The scorn'd selected fewthricehappyare From ev'ry weeping eye;

Who havein Jesus' love& gracea share. And pains, & groans, & griefs, and fears, Shall cease eternally;

2 His shame to all will be display'd, How long, dear Saviour, O how long However specious here his dress,

Shall this bright hour delay ? Who is not in the robe array'd Oh, hasten thy appearance, Lord,

Of Jesus' perfect righteousness; And bring the welcome day.

Who of Christ's fulness ne'er receiv'd,

Will tremble at the judgment-day; 967. T. 14.

However righteous here believ'd, WHEN rising from the bed of death, Then naked must he go away :(they

O’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, Haste then to Jesus Christ; thrice happy I see my Maker face to face,

Who to the mercy-seat have found their Oh, how shall I appear ?

way!

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