5 Yet Jesus, Jesus! there I'll cling,
I'll crowd beneath his sheltering wing;
I'll clasp the cross, and holding there,
Even me, oh bliss!-his wrath may spare!
HYMN 44. 8, 7, 4.

1 Lo! he comes with clouds descending,
Once for favor'd sinners slain!
Thousand, thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of his train:
Hallelujah!

God appears on earth again! 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majesty ;

Those who set at naught and sold him,
Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,

Shall the true Messiah see.

3 The dear tokens of his passion, Still his dazzling body bears, Cause of endless exultation,

To his ransom'd worshippers;
With what rapture

Gaze we on those glorious scars!

4 Yea, amen, let all adore thee,

High on thine eternal throne ;
Saviour take the pow'r and glory,
Claim the kingdoms for thine own,
Jah, Jehovah!

Everlasting God, come down!

HYMN 45. C. M.

1 AMAZING Grace! (how sweet the sound) That sav'd a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my tears reliev'd;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believ'd!

3 Thro' many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come;

'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.

HYMN 46. C. M.

1 COME, O my soul, look up and see
How swift the moments run!

Swift as the wheels of time rolls round
My closing days bring on.

2 Some busy hand, perhaps this hour,
Is weaving fast my shroud;
Soon hoary winter will draw on,
And freeze life's vital flood.

3 Few clocks, for aught I know, may strike Before my fun'ral knell,

Which, by its doleful sounding tongue,
Shall my departure tell.

4" When the grim king of terror's calls, May I triumphant stand;

And find my Saviour then my friend,
To guide me with his hand.

5 Then shall my spirit soar away

To heaven, and see his face;

And sing, with all the ransom'd throng,
The wonders of his grace."

1 AFFLICTED Soul, to Christ draw near ; The Saviour's gracious promise hear; His faithful word declares to thee, That as thy days thy strength shall be. 2 Let not thy heart despond, and say, "How shall I stand the trying day?" He has engag'd, by firm decree, That as thy days thy strength shall be. 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong, And if the conflict should be long, Thy Lord will make the tempter flee; For as thy days thy strength shall be. 4 When call'd to bear the weighty cross, Or sore affliction, pain, or lossOr deep distress, or poverty,.

Still as thy days thy strength shall be. 5 When ghastly death appears in view, Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue; He comes to set thy spirit free, And as thy days thy strength shall be.

HYMN 48. L. M.

1 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord,
Help us to feed upon thy word;
All that has been amiss, forgive,
And let thy truth within us live.

2 Though we are guilty thou art good;
Wash all our works in Jesu's blood

Give every fetter'd soul release,
And bid us all depart in peace.

HYMN 49. C. M.

1 OUR souls, by love, together knit, Cemented, mix'd in one,

One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 'Tis heaven on earth begun.

2 Our hearts have burned, while Jesus spake, And glow'd with sacred fire;

He stoop'd, and talk'd, and fed, and blest,
And fill'd th' enlarg'd desire.

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Chorus. L. M.

"A Saviour!" let creation sing! A Saviour!" let all heaven ring! He's God with us, we feel him ours, His fulness on our souls he pours, "Tis almost done, 'tis almost o'er, We're joining those who're gone before, We then shall meet to part no more. 3 The little cloud increases still, The heavens are big with rain; We haste to catch the teeming show'r, And all its moisture drain.

4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows!
Lord, pour a mighty flood;

Oh! sweep the nations, shake the earth,
'Till all proclaim thee God.

"A Saviour!" &c.

5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up ; And sett'st thy starry crown;

When all thy sparkling gems shall shine,
Proclaim'd by thee thine own;

6 May we, a little band of love,
We sinners sav'd by grace,
From glory unto glory chang'd,
Behold thee face to face!

"A Saviour!" &c.

pursue,

I LET worldly minds the world
It has no charms for me;
Once I admir'd its trifles too,
But grace has set me free.

2 Its pleasures now no longer please,
No more content afford;

Far from my heart be joys like these,
Now I have seen the Lord.
3 As by the light of op'ning day
The stars are all conceal'd:
So earthly pleasures fade away,
When Jesus is reveal'd.

HYMN 51. 7s.

1 'Tis religion that can give Sweetest pleasures while we live; "Tis religion must supply

Solid comfort when we die.

2 After death its joys will be
Lasting as eternity;

If the Saviour is my friend,
Then my bliss shall never end.