HYMN CCLXHI. COME, let us ascend, My companion and friend, Come up into the chariot of love. 2 By faith we are come To our permanent home: And by hope we the rapture improve: And look down on the skies, 3 Who on earth can conceive, In the palace of God the great King? When our Jesus's grace 4 What a rapturous song, 5 Hallelujah they cry To the King of the sky, To the great everlasting I AM: Hallelujah to God and the Lamb. HYMN CCLXIV. I WHAT tho' my frail eyelids refuse, Continual watching to keep, And always as midnight ensues, 2 From evil secure and its dread, And songs his kind presence indeed, 4 Thy minist'ring spirits descend, Bright seraphs despatch'd from the throne, And angels elect are sent down, SW HYMN CCLXV. WEET as the shepherd's tuneful reed, From Sion's mount I heard the sound: Gay sprang the flow'rets of the mead, And gladden'd nature smil'd around. The voice of peace salutes mine ear! Christ's lovely voice perfumes the air. 2 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught these rocks the note of woe: Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow. Behold, the precious balm is found, Which lulls thy pain, which heals thy wound. 3 Come, freely come, by sin opprest, Unburthen here, the weighty load; Here find thy refuge and thy rest, Safe in the bosom of thy God. Thy God's thy Saviour, glorious word! That sheathes th' avenger's glitt❜ring sword. 4 As spring the winter, day the night, Peace sorrow's gloom shall chase away; And smiling joy, a seraph bright, Shall tend thy steps, and near thee stay; Whilst glory weaves th' immortal crown, And waits to claim thee for her own. HYMN CCLXVI. 1 FROM heav'n the loud, th' angelic song began, It shook the skies and reach'd astonish'd man: By man reecho'd, it shall mount again; While fragrant odours fill the blissful plain: 2 Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway; In earth and heav'n the Lord of all: Ye princes, rulers, pow'rs, obey, And low before his foot-stool fall. 3 The deed was done; the Lamb was slain, Nor time shall shake his endless pow'r. And hail the triumphs of our King. And glory shines upon his face. 6 From heav'n, from earth, loud bursts of praise, The mighty blessings shall proclaim; Blessings that earth to glory raise; The purchase of the wounded Lamb. A 7 Higher still higher, swell the strain; HYMN CCLXVII. 1 LIFT up your heads in joyful hope, Each heavenly pow'r Lo Jesus the Saviour is born! 2 All glory be to God on high, To him all praise is due; The promise is seal'd, The Saviour's reveal'd, And proves that the record is true. For heaven and earth are at peace. 4 Now the good-will of heaven is shewn Tow'rds Adam's helpless race; Messiah is come To ransom his own, And save them by infinite grace. 5 Then let us join the heavens above Where hymning seraphs sing, Join all the glad pow'rs, For their Lord is ours, Our prophet, our priest, and our king. Hal. |