Our faith adores thy bleeding love, And trufts for life in one that died We hope for heavenly crowns above, From a Redeemer crucified.
3 Let the vain world pronounce its fhame, And fling its fcandals on the caufe; We come to boaft our Saviour's name, And make our triumph in his cross. 4 With joy, we tell the fcoffing age, He that was dead hath left his tomb; He lives above their utmost rage, And we are waiting till he come. Hymn XXII. Common Metre.
The Incarnation of the Word.
WAKE, awake the facred fong To our incarnate Lord!
Let every heart and every tongue
Adore th' eternal Word.
2 That glorious Word, that fovereign Power, By whom the worlds were made, O happy morn! illuftrious hour!
Was once in flesh array'd.
3 Then fhone Almighty power and love, In all their glorious forms; When Jefus left the world above, To dwell with finful worms.
4 To dwell with mifery below, The Saviour left the skies ; And funk to poverty and woe, That wretched man might rife. 5 Adoring angels tun'd their fongs To hail the joyful day;
With rapture then let mortal tongues Their grateful homage pay.
6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due ! With wonder we adore; But could we fing as angels da, We'd love and praise thee more.
Temptation without and within. WAKE, my foul, lift up thine eyes, See how thy foes against thee rife, In long array, a numerous hoft; Awake, my foul, or thou art loft. 2 See how rebellious paffions rage, And fierce defires and lufts engage; See pleasure's filken banners fpread, And willing fouls are captive led. I tread upon enchanted ground, Perils and fnares befet me round; O let me then guard every part, But moft, the traitor in my heart. 4 O teach thy fervant how to wield, Bleft Saviour, thy immortal field; Put on thy armour from above, Of heavenly truth and heavenly love. 5 The terror and the charm repel, The fmiles of earth, the frowns of hell ; The tempter once thou didft fubdue, O make me more than conqueror too.
Hymn XXIV. Hallelujah Metre. [X]
The Lord's Day Morning.
WAKE, our drowfy fouls! Shake off each flothful band!
The wonders of this day
Our nobleft fongs demand.
Bright feraphs hail, In fongs of praise !
2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death refign'd The glorious Prince of life, In the dark vault confin'd.
And, midft their fhouts, The Lord afcends.
3 All hail, triumphant Lord!
Heaven with hosanna rings;
Whilft earth, in humbler ftrains,
Thy praise refponfive fings.
Worthy art thou,
Through endless years To live and reign.
4 Gird on, great King, thy fword,
Afcend thy conq'ring car,
Whilft juftice, truth and love
Maintain the glorious war.
Victorious thou,
And fin and death In triumph lead.
5 Make bare thy potent arm,
And wing th' unerring dart,
With falutary pangs,
To each rebellious heart.
Then dying fouls
Num'rous as drops Of morning dew.
AWAKE, our fouls, away, our fears,
Let ev'ry trembling thought be gorie
Awake and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on.
2 True, 'tis a frait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; If they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the ftrength of every faint. 3 The mighty God, whofe powerful hand Has matchiefs works of wonder done; And thall endure, whilft endless years Their everlafting circles run.
4 From him, the overflowing fpring, Our fouts thall drink a rich fupply; Whilft those who trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our fouls will fly, Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.
Hymn XXVI. Long Metre. [* or p] Benefit of Ordinances.
WAY from every mortal care,
Away from earth, our fouls retreat; We leave this worthlefs world afar, And wait and worship near thy feat. 2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace, We bow before thee and adore ; We view the glories of thy face, And learn the wonders of thy power. 3 Whilft here our various wants we mourn, United prayers afcend on high;
And faith expects a fure return Of bleflings in variety.
4 If Satan rage, and fin grow strong, Here we receive fome cheering word; We gird the gofpel armour on, To fight the battles of the Lord.
5 Here, when our spirit faints and dies, And confcience fmarts with inward ftings; The Sun of righteoufnefs fhall rife, With healing beams beneath his wings. 6 Here would our ravish'd souls abide; Or if from hence we must depart, Let neither life nor death divide
Qur God and Saviour from our heart.
EFORE the heavens were spread abroad, From everlafting was the Word;
With God he was, the Word was God, And by th' angelic host ador'd.
2 By his great power were all things made,. By him fupported, all things ftand; He is the whole creation's Head, And angels fly at his command. 3 Ere fin was born, or Satan fell, He led the hoft of morning ftars! Thy generation who can tell? Or count the number of thy years? 4 But lo, he leaves thefe heavenly forms, The Word defcends and dwells in clay; That he may converfe hold with worms, Drefs'd in fuch feeble flesh as they.
5 Mortals with joy behold his face, Th' eternal Father's only Son; How full of truth, how full of grace! When through his eyes the Godhead fhons, 6 Arch-angels leave their high abode,
To learn new mifteries here and tell The love of our defcending God, The glories of Emanuel.
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