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5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb,
With Jastre brighter far shall shine: Revive with ever-during bloom,
Safe from diseases and decline.
If heaven will recompense our pains,
Hymn 312. L. M.
and are spent without hope. Job vii. 6. 1 ASS a few swiftly fleeting years,
And all that now in bodies live,
Their righteous sentence to receive. 2 But all before they hence remove,
May mansions for themselves prepare,
Hymn 313. C. M.
1 Sam. xx. 3. 1 TAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear;
Repent, thy end is nigh;
0! think before thou die.
Thy sins how high they mount !
How stands that dark acecant?
3. Death enters, and there's no desence,
His time there's none can tell;
To heaven or down to hell.
Shall crawling worms consume;
Sin kills beyond the tomb.
Singers, it speaks to you,
And mercy will ensue:
How vile so'er he be;
Hymn 314. C. M.
Job xxx. 23.
And think how near it stands,
And fly to unknown lands.
And place us in their stead ; ;
And converse with the dead.
In our own glorious forms,
To dwell with mortal worms.
4 We should almost forsake our clay,
Before the summops come,
Tr their eternal home.
ON JUDGMENT. When the Son of man shall come, then shall be sit upon
the throne of his glory. Matt. xxv. 31. For we must all appear before the judgment-seat
of Christ, that every one may receive the things done in his body. 2 Cor. v. 10.
Hymn 315. L. M. With the voice of the árchangel, and with the
trump of God. 1 Thess. ii. 16. The great archangel's trump shall sound;
roar;) Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground,
And make the greedy sea restore.
The earth no more her slain conceal;
And shriuk to see a yawning hell. 3 But we, who now our Lord confess,
And faithful to the end endure,
Stand as the Rock of ages sure.
And mountains are on mountains horld,
Shall stand unmor'd amidst them all,
And smile to see a burning world. 5 See the celestial bodies roll,
In spires of smoke beneath our feet;
The el'ments melt with fervent heat. 6. The earth, and all the works therein,
Dissolve, by raging flames destroy'd:
Hymn 316. C. M.
night. 2 Pet. iii. 10. 1 THA VHAT awful day will surely come,
Th' appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge,
And pass the solemn test.
Thou ruler of my heart,
Pronounce the sound,“ depart." 3 The thunder of that awful word
Would so torment my ear, 'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord,
With most tormenting fear. 4 What, to be banish'd from my Lord,
And yet forbid to die! To linger in eternal pain,
And death for everfly!
5 O wretched state of deep despair,
To see my God remove,
Hymn 317. P. M. When the Lord Jesus shall be revealed from "heaven with his mighty angels. 2 Thess. 1, 7. * L ,
IFT your heads, ye friends of Jesus,
Mark the tokens
Of his heavenly kingdom near!
Nature's swift approaching doom :
Cleaves the centre,
Nations rush into the tomb! 3 Close behind the tribulation
of the last tremendous days;
Earth and heaven
Melt before the Judge's face.
Darken'd into endless night,
Beams the Saviour,