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And he shall save me to the end,
Through Jesu's blood.
I on his oath depend,
To heaven ascend;
I shall his power adore;
HYMN CCLVIII. 1 Y gracious Redeemer I'll love,
His praises aloud I'll proclaim, And join with the armies above To shout his adorable name. To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ, And feel them incessantly shine,
My boundless ineffable joy. 2 He freely redeem'd, with his blood,
My soul from the confines of hell, To live on the smiles of my God, And in his sweet presence to dwell. To shine with the angels of light, With saints and with seraphs to sing, To view with eternal delight,
My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. 3 In Mesheck, as yet, I reside,
A darksome and restless abode! Molested with foes on each side, And longing to dwell with my God.
O, when shall my spirit exchange
Thro' realms of ineffable day!
To see thee descend on the cioud,
And feast on thy ravishing love.
Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear,
Where God his full beauty displays. 6 Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns,
Your pride with disdain I survey;
We love to hear of thee;
Does sound so sweet to me.
In mercy to us speak,
Thou great Melchisedec. Hallelujah. 2 Our Jesus still shall be our Theme,
While in this world we stay, We'll sing our Jesu's lovely name,
When all things else decay:
With all his favour'd throng,
And Jesus be our Song. Hallelujah.
; To heav'n from whence it fell, It turns not back again:
But waters earth
Its secret store.
The hills and valleys shine,
The harvest bows
The copious seed
Of future years.
“ My gospel shall descend,
16 Millions of souls
« To millions more.
“ And peace protect our ways,
" The vocal groves
HYMN CCLXI. 1
us, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrims, through this barren land; We are weak, but thou art mighty; Hold us with thy powerful hand: Bread of heaven, &c.
Feed us till we want no more.
Whence the healing waters flow,
3 When we tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid our anxious fears subside;
Joy of heaven, to earth come down,
All thy faithful mercies crown!
Pure, unbounded love thou art;
Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 2 Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy grace receive;
Never more thy temples leave:
Serve thee as thy hosts above;
Glory in thy perfect love.
Pure and spotless let us be;
Perfectly restor'd by thee;
Till in heaven we take our place;
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.