Misery of the Wicked at the last Day.—

DODDRIDGE.

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Egypt 121.

Orange 132.

Isaiah 145.

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AN ND will the Judge descend?

And must the dead arise?

And not a single soul escape

His all-discerning eyes?
And from his righteous lips

Shall this dread sentence sound;
And, thro' the numerous guilty throng,

Spread black despair around?

"Depart from me, ye cursed,
To everlasting flame,

For rebel-angels first prepar'd,
Where mercy never came.'

4 How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day;

When earth and heaven, before his face,
Astonished shrink away?

5 But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,
Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound,
What joyful tidings spread!

6 Ye sinners seek his grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of his cross,
And find salvation there.
So shall the curse remove,
By which the Saviour bled;
And the last awful day shall pour
His blessing on your head.

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Our Fathers! where are they?-DODDRIDGE.

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Westminster 142. Tooting 481.

PART II.

HOW swift the torrent rolls

That bears us to the sea!

The tide that bears our thoughtless souls
To vast eternity!

2 Our fathers, where are they,

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With all they call'd their own?

Their joys, and griefs, and hopes, and cares,
And wealth, and honour gone.

There, where the fathers lie,
Must all the children dwell;
Nor other heritage possess,
But such a gloomy cell.
God of our fathers, hear,

Thou everlasting friend!
While we, as on life's utmost verge,

Our souls to thee commend.

Of all the pious dead

May we the footsteps trace,

Till with them in the land of light
We dwell before thy face.

Resurrection of Christ.-KELly.
Orpheus 131. Petition 136. Ripley 331.

PART I.

"THE Lord is risen indeed!”
And are the tidings true?

Yes; we beheld the Saviour bleed,

And saw him living too.

"The Lord is risen indeed!"

Then justice asks no more;

Mercy and truth are now agreed,
Who stood opposed before.

3 "The Lord is risen indeed!"
Then is the work perform'd;
The captive surely now is freed,
And death, our foe, disarm'd.
"The Lord is risen indeed!"
Then hell has lost his prey:
With him is risen the ransom'd seed,
To reign in endless day.

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"The Lord is risen indeed!"
Attending angels hear,

Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,
The joyful tidings bear.

6 Then take your golden lyres,
And strike each cheerful chord;
Join all the bright celestial choirs,
To sing our risen Lord.

Encouragement to Ministers.-MRS. VOKe.

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Matthias 130. Westminster 142.
PART II.

YE messengers of Christ,

His sovereign voice obey;

Arise! and follow where he leads;
And peace attend your way.
The Master whom

you serve

Will needful strength bestow;
Depending on his promis'd aid
With sacred courage go.

Mountains shall sink to plains,

And hell in vain oppose;

The cause is God's, and must prevail,

In spite of all his foes.

4 Go, spread a Saviour's fame;

And tell his matchless grace

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To the most guilty and deprav'd
Of Adam's numerous race.

We wish

you in his name

The most divine success;

Assur'd that he who sends you

Will your endeavours bless.

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Prayer to the Spirit.-ANONYMOUS.

27. Alderbury 95. Sutton Colefield 139. Nunton 96.

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PART I.

OME, sacred Spirit, come,

With love our souls inspire;

O make our hearts thy constant home,
Fill us with pure desire.

From heav'n's eternal hill,

Let light and joy descend;

With quick'ning power thy temple fill;
Our hopes on thee depend.

Pledge of the Saviour's love,

O lead us in thy ways;

Thy promis'd aid now let us prove,
And thine shall be the praise.

Jabez's Prayer.-DODDRIDGE.

Bankfield 116. Shortwood 475.

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PART II.

HOU God of Jabez hear,
While we entreat thy grace,
And borrow that expressive prayer
With which he sought thy face.
"O that the Lord indeed

Would me, his servant, bless,
From every evil shield my head,
And crown my path with peace!

3 "Be his almighty hand My helper and my guide,

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Till with his saints in Canaan's land
My portion he divide."

Thus pious Jabez prayed,

While God inclin'à his ear;

And all by whom this suit is made
Shall find the blessing near.

Ye youths, your vows combine
With loud united voice;

So shall your heads with honour shine,
And all your hearts rejoice.

Jesus in his earthly Courts.-DR. S. STENNET. 28, West Ham 146. Whitby 143. Frome Woodl. 123.

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HOW charming is the place,
Where my Redeemer, God,

Unveils the beauties of his face,

And sheds his love abroad!

2 Not the fair palaces,

To which the great resort,
Are once to be compared with this,
Where Jesus holds his court.

3 Here, on the mercy-seat,

With radiant glory crown'd,
Our joyful eyes behold him sit,
And smile on all around.

4 To him their prayers and cries
Each humble soul presents:
He listens to their broken sighs,
And grants them all their wants.
To them his sov'reign will
He graciously imparts:

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