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Come, thou, THE SOUL OF ALL OUR JOYS, Thou, THE DESIRE OF NATIONS, come.

V.

Put thy bright robes of triumph on,
And bless our eyes and bless our ears;
Thou absent Love, thou dear UNKNOWN,
Thou FAIREST OF TEN THOUSAND FAIRS,

VI.

Our heart-strings groan with deep complaint,
Our flesh lies panting, LORD, for thee;
And every limb, and every joint,
Stretches for immortality.

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Our spirits shake their eager wings,
And burn to meet thy flying throne:
We rise away from mortal things
T' attend thy shining chariot down.

VIII.

Now let our chearful eyes survey
The blazing earth and melting hills,
And smile to see the lightnings play,
And flash along before thy wheels.

IX.

O for a shout of violent joys

To join the trumpet's thund'ring sound; The angel-herald shakes the skies, Awakes the graves, and tears the ground.

X.

Ye slumb'ring saints, a heavenly host
Stands waiting at your gaping tombs;

Let every sacred sleeping dust
Leap into life, for JESUS comes.

XI.

JESUS, the GOD of might and love,
New moulds our limbs of cumb'rous clay;
Quick as seraphic flames we move,
Active and young, and fair as they.

XII.

Our airy feet with unknown flight,
Swift as the motions of desire,
Run up the hills of heav'nly light.
And leave the welt'ring world in fire.

THE

HYMN LXXXVII. C. M.

The Fountain opened.

I.

HERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains.

II.

The dying thief rejoic'd to see
That fountain in his day;
O may I there, tho' vile as he,
Wash all my sins away!

III.

Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,

'Till all the ransom'd church of God Be sav'd to sin no more.

IV.

E'er since by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be 'till I die.

V.

Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing thy power to save;

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.

VI.

Lord, I believe thou hast prepar'd
(Unworthy tho' I be)

For me a blood-bought free reward
A golden harp for me.

VII.

"Tis strong and tun'd for endless years,
And form'd by pow'r divine,
To sound in God the Father's ears,
No other name but thine.

GR

HYMN LXXXVIII. L. M.

Christ the Sun.

I.

REAT GOD, amid the darksome night
Thy glories dart upon my sight,

While, wrapt in wonder, I behold
The silver moon and stars of gold.

II.

But when I see the sun arise,
And pour his glories o'er the skies,
In more stupendous forms I view
Thy greatness and thy goodness too.

III.

Thou Sun of Suns, whose dazzling light.
Tries and confounds an angel's sight,
How shall I glance mine eye at thee
In all thy vast immensity?

IV.

Yet I may be allow'd to trace
The distant shadow of thy face,
As in the pale and sickly moon
We trace the image of the sun.

v.

In every work thy hands have made
Thy power and wisdom are display'd:
But, O! what glories all divine
In my incarnate SAVIOUR shine!

VI.

He is my sun, beneath his wings
My soul securely sits and sings;
And there enjoys, like those above,
The balmy influence of thy love.

VII.

O may the vital strength and heat
His cheering beams communicate,

Enable me my course to run
With the same vigour as the sun!

YE

HYMN LXXXIX. L. M.

The Poor in Spirit.

I.

E humble souls, complain no more,
Let faith survey your
future store;
How happy, how divinely blest,
The sacred words of truth attest.

II.

When conscious grief laments sincere,
And pours the penitential tear;
Hope points to your dejected eyes,
The bright reversion in the skies.

III.

In vain the sons of wealth and pride
Despise your lot, your hopes deride :
In vain they boast their little stores,
Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours :-

IV.

A kingdom of immense delight.
Where health, and peace, and joy unite;
Where undeclining pleasures rise,
And ev'ry wish hath full supplies :

V.

A kingdom which can ne'er decay,
While time sweeps earthly thrones away;
The state which power and truth sustain,
Unmov'd for ever must remain.

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