o 5 Oh let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whose powerful arın can save; -6 Great God, thy sovereign grace impart, HYMN 228. C. M. Zion. [*] Steele. Death of pious Friends. 1 Thess. iv, 13, 14. 1 Tin Jesus fall asleep; Their better being never ends; o So his disciples rise and reign, [friends e 4 The time draws nigh, when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend; g And the last trumpet's awful voice The heavens and earth shall rend. -5 Then they who live shall changed be, The graves shall yield their ancient charge, o 6 The saints of God, from death set free, 7 A few short years of evil past, o Where death-divided friends, at last, Shall meet to part no more. 1 Scotch Par IJYMN 229. C. M. St. Paul's. [b*] YE E golden lamps of heaven, farewell, 2 And thou, refulgent orb of day, My soul that springs beyond thy sphere, 3 Ye stars are but the shining dust The pavement of those heavenly courts, 4 The Father of eternal light Shal there his beams display; Nor shall one moment's darkness mix 5 No more the drops of piercing grief g 6 There all the millions of his saints ; And each the bliss of all shall view, Doddridge HYMN 230. 8's. Consolation. [*] Death, Gain to a Believer. 1 [OW blest is our friend--now bereft How easy his soul-that has left 2 This earth is affected no more This heart is no longer the seat 4 The lids he so seldom could close, Have strangely forgotten to weep. 5 To mourn and to suffer is mine, 1 Whitefield. HYMN 231. L. M. Sicilian. [b*] UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, Take this new treasure to thy trust; 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Watts HYMN 232. C. M. Sunday. [*] When op'ning graves shall yield their charge, And dust to life awake ; o 2 Those bodies, that corrupted fell, And mortal forms shall spring to life, -3 Behold, what heavenly prophets sung, . That death should yield his ancient reign And, vanquish'd, quit the field. o 4 Let faith exalt her joyful voice, And thus begin to sing; d 'O grave! where is thy triumph now? And where, O Death! thy sting? 5Thy sting was sin, and conscious guilt; The law gave sin its strength, and force, 6 But God, whose name be ever blest! And makes us conqu'rors, when we die, -7 (Then steadfast let us stili remain, o 8 Assur'd, that though we labour now, e 1 But, through the grace of heaven's great Lord, Th' eternai crown shall gain.) Scotch Par HYMN 233. C. M. Arundel. [*] WH The last Tempest. WHEN wild confusion wrecks the air, o 2 Safe in my Saviour's love I'll stand, d My harp all trembling in any hand, And all inspir'd my tongue. d 3 I'll shout aloud, 'Ye thunders, roll, And shake the sullen sky; "Your sounding voice, from pole to pole, 4 Let the earth totter on her base, 5 Come quickly, blessed Hope, appear- Let angels tell thy coming near, o 6 Around thy wheels, in the glad throng, g Ali hallelujah on my tongue 1 All rapture in my heart. Byles. HYMN 234. 8, 7, & 4. Littleton. [*] 1L With his chosen tribes to reign; O, he comes-the King of glory! Countless hosts of saints and angels Sin and death are captive led. ; g 2 See the rocks and mountains rendingAll the nations fill'd with dread! e Hark! the trump of God-proclaiming Through the mansions of the deadCome to judgmert d 'Stand before the Son of Man! -3 Now behold the dead awaking; Great and small before him stand; Not one soul forgot, or missing; None his orders countermand: All stand waiting For their last, decisive doom! -4 Hear the Chief among ten thousand Thus address his faithful few; d 'Come, ye blessed of my Father, "Heaven is prepared for you; 'I was hungry-I was thirsty-I was naked 'And ye minister'd to me.' |