Thy confolation to await,
Like Simeon ready thee to meet.
A. 7. Then at the end of all diftrefs
We shall depart to thee in peace,
And shall behold thy face moft bright
In joy and everlasting light.
L. 8. But if it be thy holy will,
That we, tho' weary, ferve thee ftill,
Grant us, thy name to glorify,
To thee to live, to thee to die.
A. O grant, that till our lips grow cold,
We may in fpirit thee behold,
As thou upon th' accurfed cross
Didft fhed thy blood and die for us,
And that we with our latest breath
May praise thee for thy wounds and death.
Amen.
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MOST holy Trinity,
We praise and honor thee,
That by the counfel of thy grace
We're fore-ordain'd to happiness,
Thro' Jefus Chrift, the Son of God,
Who in our place as furety ftood,
Became a man, and death fuftain'd,
And thereby our falvation gain'd.
O might each pulfe thanksgiving beat,
And ev'ry breath his praise repeat!
Amen.
1. This wonder makes our hearts to glow,
And caufes grateful tears to flow,
That God himself became a man,
And was for our redemption flain.
A. 2. Moft holy bleffed Trinity,
We praise thee to eternity;
O may the widows choir partake
Of choiceft bleffings for Chrift's fake.
3. Thou who as children us doft own
L. Thro' Jefus thy beloved Son,
A. is fung by the Widows, L. by the Liturgift.
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A. And whom we by the Holy Ghoft
Call Abba, Father, with full trust,
4. Thro' Jefus Chrift, now blefs our Choir,
With all we want, or can defire,
Preferve us in his love, and be
Our gracious God eternally.
L. 5. Lord Jesus Christ, our highest good,
Who haft redeem'd us by thy blood,
And purchas'd for us life and grace,
Be thou our comfort in diftrefs.
6. O may our fouls and bodies be
Devoted wholly unto thee;
However weak we are, our aim
Shall be to glorify thy name.
7. The comforts of the Holy Ghoft
Grant us: Our weaknesses thou know'ft;
And while we keep our sabbath here,
For endless glory us prepare.
8. God Holy Ghoft, give us the grace,
To fhow our cordial thankfulness,
L. And let our needy fouls by faith
Feed on the merits of Chrift's death.
A. May we, like Anna, perfevere
By day and night in constant pray'r, (Luke, ii. 36.)
And daily taught and led by thee,
True happy widows learn to be,
ro. Whofe converfation is above
With Chrift, whom, tho' unfeen, they love,
And for his coming humbly wait,
In joyful hope, the Lord to meet.
this be our only care,
While we as pilgrims fojourn here,
That we may yield delight to him,
Rejoicing in that bleffed time,
When Chrift our Savior fhall appear,
And wipe away our ev'ry tear:
Then fin and forrow will be fled,
And everlasting joys fucceed.
Amen.
LORD, the widows friend,
Whose thoughts of peace extend
Beyond what words can e'er exprefs,
Surpaffing all our thanks and praise;
L. What love can be compar'd with thine,
Who didst for us thy life refign!
A. Moft gracious Savior, we fall down
And humbly worship at thy throne.
Amen.
1. Thanks for thy birth, incarnate God,
Thanks for thy fuff'rings, death, and blood,
The fource of our felicity,
In time and in eternity.
L. 2. All those who cleave to thee by faith,
Have part in thy atoning death,
Whereby they're bleft already here,
And fhall in Heav'n thy glory fhare.
4. 3. This we experience, and rejoice, Lord Jefus, in thy facrifice,
Which richly hath restored all
What we had loft thro' Adam's fall.
L. 4. Might we acknowledge and improve
The bleffings of redeeming love,
Which have been merited by thec
For time and for eternity!
A. 5. May on our hearts thy bitter pain
Indelibly imprefs'd remain,
And grant, that for thy foul's diftrefs,
We all may magnify thy grace.
6. Lord, let us in this world of strife
Draw comfort from thy fuff'ring life;
This be our balm for each complaint,
Our ftrength, when mind or body faint,
7. Till we, who here must often weep,
In Heav'n eternal joys fhall reap;
Where thou'ft prepar'd for us a place,
And we fhall fee thee face to face.
L. 8. To Chrift, dear widows, closely cleave
And in communion with him live,
Till he fhall fay to you: "Ye blest,
"Enter into my joy and rest."
4. What joy, what happiness complete, Doth us poor needy fheep await
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