HYMN CLXIV. L. M. I. NGELS, attend your Sov'reign slain, II. The broken law its claims pursues, III. See gath'ring tempests round him rise, IV. O'erwhelm'd he sinks, his heart gives way, And Justice triumphs o'er its prey; V. Whilst thus the slaughter'd Lamb we view, SEE!! NEE! GOD unsheaths his flaming sword Last guardian of his injur'd word, And lest vile men his wrath disown, It murmurs vengeful round his throne. II. Hail, tempests, storms, his banner rear, III. Famine, and plagues, and fire, and death IV. Billows of earth, resistless waves, It's pond'rous jaws drink human gore, VI. See! lofty buildings strew the ground, VII. Let Europe hear, let nations learn, VIII. Tremble my soul, and stand in awe, HYMN CLXVI. S. M. The Soul returning to God as its rest. RE I. ETURN, degen'rate soul, return Before his flames of vengeance burn, II. The mighty GOD will scorn repay, Who from his soft embraces stray, Their rest shall break; their joys shall fly IV. But, hark! the GoD of love appears To chear the souls opprest, "Come, children, dry your flowing tears, "And lean upon my breast. V. "Myself will be your endless prop, "Your screen from hell and sin; My grace unweari'd bears you up, "Till heav'nly joys begin" 66 VI. Hark! unbelief; I scorn thy lies, Whilst threat'ning sorrows cloud the skies, HYMN CLXVII. C. M. The Saint's Victory over the World. I. EARTH's eager slaves, with keen desire, Devour the serpent's food; Their passions sunk in sensual mire, 11. (Sin, and the world, with wily arts, III. But grace refines the heav'n-born soul, To search for joys beyond the pole, IV. He scorns life's short and hasty toys, V. Pleasures, nor cares, nor glitt'ring wealth, VI. His faith the heavenly world explores, VII. My God, I wou'd be born of thee, HYMN CLXVIII. C. M. The same. I. EHOLD the world o'ercome, And shout the Conqu'ror's fame; Heaven shall receive him joyful home, |