2 There the glorious triumph waits; Lift your heads, eternal gates! Christ hath vanquish'd death and sin, Take the King of Glory in.
3 See, the heav'n its Lord receives! Yet He loves the earth He leaves; Though returning to his throne, Still He calls mankind his own.
4 Still for us He intercedes; His prevailing death He pleads; Near Himself prepares our place, Harbinger of human race.
HYMN XXVI. P. M.
1 COME, ye saints, unite your praises; Press around the Saviour's throne: Soon, we hope, the Lord will raise us To the place where He is gone. Meet it is, that we should sing,"Glory,-glory to our King!'
2 King of Glory, reign for ever; Thine the everlasting crown! From thy love what pow'r shall sever Those, whom Thou hast made thine Happy objects of thy grace! [own? Soon they hope to see thy face.
3 Saviour, hasten thine appearing; Bring, O bring the glorious day, When thy foes no more assaulting, All our griefs shall pass away. Then with golden harps we'll sing,"Glory,-glory to our King!"
1 COME, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams arise; Dispel the darkness from our minds, And open Thou our eyes.
2 Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breast the flame Of never-dying love.
3 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life on ev'ry part, And new-create the whole.
4 Dwell Thou within our heart,
Our minds from bondage free;
Then shall we know, and praise, and love, The FATHER, SON, and THEE.
1 SPIRIT of Mercy, Truth and Love! O shed thy influence from above, And still from age to age convey The wonders of this sacred day. 2 In ev'ry clime, by ev'ry tongue, Be God's amazing glory sung, Let all the listening earth be taught The acts our Great Redeemer wrought. 3 Unfailing Comfort! heav'nly Guide! Still o'er thy favour'd Church preside: Still may mankind thy blessings prove, Spirit of Mercy, Truth and Love!
We give immortal praise To God the FATHER'S love, For all our comforts here, And better hopes above: He sent his own Eternal Son, To die for sins that men had done.
To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory too,
Who bought us with his blood
From everlasting woe:
And now He lives, and now He reigns, And sees the fruit of all his pains.
To God the SPIRIT'S Name Immortal worship give, Whose new-creating pow'r Makes the dead sinner live: His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine.
Almighty God, to Thee Be endless honours done,
The undivided THREE, And the mysterious ONE:
Where Reason fails, with all her pow'rs, There Faith prevails, and Love adores.
1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Redeem thy mispent time that's past, And live this day as 'twere thy last; T'improve thy talents take due care: 'Gainst the Great Day thyself prepare. 3 Let all thy converse be sincere,
Thy conscience as the noon-day clear; Think how th' all-seeing God thy ways And all thy secret thoughts surveys.
4 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing Glory to th' Eternal King.
5 Glory to Thee who safe hast kept, And hast refresh'd me whilst I slept : Grant Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake.
6 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew: Scatter my sins as morning dew: Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill.
7 Direct, controul, suggest this day, All I design, or do, or say;
That all my pow'rs, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite.
8 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, y' angelic host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Evening Hymn.
HYMN XXXI. L. M.
1 GLORY to Thee, my God, this night," For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Under thine own Almighty wings.
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