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Nor death in bondage to the foe,
Shall cause our life to fail..
Let heav'n and earth rejoice,
Christ, ever liveth to make Intercesion.
E lives, the great Redeemer lives,
(What joy the blest afsurance givesg And now before his Father God,
Pleads the full merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears,
And justice arm’d with frowns appears ; But in the Saviour's lovely face
Sweet mercy smiles, and all i 3 Hence then, ye black despairing thoughts,
Above our fears, above our faults,
And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 4 In ev'ry dark dilressful hour,
When lin and Satan join their pow'r ;
That Jesus bears us on his heart.
On him our humble hopes depend :
HYMN CXII. P. M. [RICHARDS.]
The founding of the seventh Trumpet. HAI
ALL! thë lart, the mighty angel,
Cloth'd apon with clouds of heav'n;
Lo! he comes! he comes ! he comes ! ? See the heav'ns beneath him bowing!
What the tidings which he brings?
Gather's home to God in Chrift.
Fall before the man divine !
The last Resurrection.
Enthron'd in light's celestial blaze,
The archangelick trump is blown,
And rends the cleaving tombs.
Mysterious, high decrees. 3
These books are clos’d. Then opens wide
A world rewards his pain.
Salvation is the mighty cry:
Judge of quick and judge of dead,
Shout triumphare, ling rejoicing, shout trio
'Tis the Son, the Son of man. [umphanic, i He's the bringer forth of judgment,
Judgment bas'd on cruth divine :
Triumph they? or triumphs God?
[ed, Whilft the nature, human nature, Chrift assumu
Is by him redeem'd and sav'd. 4. Hallelujah! hallelujah!
Glory be to God most high:
HYMN CXV. c. M. [Rippon's CoLL.]
The times of Refreshing.
And Ifr'el's fons, and Gentile lands,
Shall in the banquet fbar. 2 Marrow and fatness are the food
His bounteous hand bestows : Wine on the lees, and well refin'd, lin-rich abundance flows.
See to the vilest of the vile,
Sit with the heirs of heav'n!
To ease and health restord,
The plenties of the board. 5 But O, what draughts of bliss unknown,
What dainties shall be giv'n,
We join the feast of heav'n!
Shall overflow the foul ;
HYMN CXVI. L. M. [DODDRIDGE.]
''s The Great Jubilee of Eternity. IT OUD let the tuneful trumpet sound,
And spread the joyful vidings round; Let ev'ry soul with transport hear,
And hail the Lord's accepted year. 2 Ye debtors whom he gives to know,
That you ten thousand talents owe,
Your gracious God forgives them all.'!<!; 3 Slaves, thar have borne the heavy chain
Of fin and hell's tyrannic reign, rod