His robe is of th' ethereal dye,
His steps are dignity and grace.
4 Inferiour honours he disdains,
Nor stoops to take applause from earth;
The King of kings himself maintains
Th' expenses of his heavenly birth.
5 The noblest creature seen below,
Ordain'd to fill a throne above!
God gives him all he can bestow-
His kingdom of eternal love!

6 My soul is ravish'd at the thought-
Methinks from earth I see him rise;
Angels congratulate his lot,

And shout him welcome to the skies! Cowper

HYMN 106. 5 & 6.

Wesley. [*]

God's Servants should praise and extol him.

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E servants of God,

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Your Master proclaim,

And publish abroad

His wonderful Name; The name all victorious

Of Jesus extol ;

His kingdom is glorious,
And rules over all.

2 God ruleth on high,
Almighty to save;
And still he is nigh,
His presence we have:
The great congregation
His triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation

To Jesus our King.
3 Salvation to God

Who sits on the throne-
Let all cry aloud

And honour the Son:

Our Jesus's praises

The angels proclaim; Fall down on their faces, And worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, And give him his right;

0 All glory and power,
And wisdom and might:

g All honour and blessing,
With angels above;
And thanks never ceasing,

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And infinite love.

Madan's Col.

HYMN 107. 6 & 4. Trinity. [*]

Invocation to Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

COME, thou Almighty King,

Help us thy name to sing;

Help us to praise !

e Father all glorious,

O'er all victorious,

Come and reign over us,
Ancient of days.

o 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise,
Scatter our enemies,

And make them fall!

g Let thine almighty aid
Our sure defence be made:
Our souls on thee be stay'd,
Lord, hear our call!

3 Come, thou incarnate Word,
Gird on thy mighty sword;
Our prayer attend!

Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success; e Spirit of holiness,

On us descend!

-4 Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacied witness bear,
In this glad hour!

o Thou, who almighty art;
Now rule in ev'ry heart,
And ne'er from us depart,
Spirit of power

g5 To the great One in Three,
The highest praises be,

Hence evermore; His sovereign majesty May we in glory see,

And to eternity

Love and adore!

Madan's Col.

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HYMN 108. L. M. Babylon. [b]
The Sinner weighed and found wanting.
Dan. iv, 27.

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AISE, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eyeBehold God's balance lifted high! There will his justice be display'd, And there thy hope and life be weigh'd. 2 See in one scale his perfect law;

Mark with what force its precepts draw; e Would'st thou the awful test sustain ?d Thy works how light! thy thoughts how vain -3 Behold the hand of God appears,

To trace those dreadful characters d' Tekel-thy soul is wanting found,

And wrath shall smite thee to the ground' e 4 Let sudden fear thy nerves unbrace; Let horrour shake thy tott'ring knees; p Through all thy thoughts let anguish roll, And deep repentance melt thy soul. -5 One only hope may yet prevailChrist has a weight to turn the scale; o Still does the gospel publish peace, And shew a Saviour's righteousness. -6 Great God, exert thy power to save; Deep on the heart these truths engrave; The pond'rous load of guilt remove, That trembling lips may sing thy love. Doddridge

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HYMN 109. 7's. Fairfax. [b] Sinner, prepare to meet God. SINNER, art thou still secure? Wilt thou still refuse to pray Can thy heart or hand endure, In the Lord's avenging day? d 2 See, his mighty arm is bar'd Awful terrours clothe his brow e For his judgment stand prepar'dThou must either break or bow. g 3 At his presence nature shakes, Earth affrighted hastes to flee; Solid mountains melt like wax: p What will then become of thee!

e 4 Who his advent may abide ?
-You, who glory in your shame,
Will you find a place to hide,

When the world is wrapp'd in flaine?
5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace,
Soon we must resign our breath;
And our souls be call'd to pass
Through the iron gate of death.
6 Let us now our day improve,-
Listen to the gospel vcice;
Seek the things that are above;
Scorn the world's pretended joys.

Newton

HYMN 110. C. M. Bishopsgate. [b] Sinners entreated to forsake their Ways. Isa.lv, 7. SINNERS, the voice of God regard;

His mercy speaks to-day;

-He calls you by his sovereign word,
From sin's destructive way.

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest,
You live, devoid of peace;

A thousand stings within your breast
Deprive your souls of ease.

o 3 Why will you in the crooked ways
Of sin and folly go?

In pain you travail all your days,
To reap immortal wo!

o 4 But he who turns to God shall live,
Through his abounding grace:

His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those who seek his face.

-5 Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing ev'ry sin;

Submit to him, your sovereign Lord,
And learn his will divine.

o 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts;

He pardons like a God:

He will forgive your numerous faults
Through a Kedeemer's blood.

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Fawcett

HVMN 111. 8,7 & 4. Littleton. [b]
Sinners entreated to hear.

SINNERS, will you scorn the message,
Sent in mercy from above!

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Every sentence-Oh how tender! -Every line is full of love;

Listen to it

o Every line is full of love.
-2 Hear the heralds of the gospel
News from Zion's King proclaim,

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To each rebel sinner-Pardon, 'Free forgiveness in his name.' How important!

d Free forgiveness in his name!

-3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour;
Fearful hearts, they quell your fears;
And with news of consolation,

Chase away the falling tears:

Tender heralds

o Chase away the falling tears.

-4 False professors, grovelling worldlings, Callous hearers of the word,

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While the messergers address you, Take the warnings they afford ;

We entreat you,

d Take the warnings they afford.
e 5 Who hath our report believed?
Who receiv'd the joyful word?
Who embrac'd the news of paidon,
Offer'd to you by the Lord!
Can you slight it-

Offer'd to you by the Lord!

-6 O ye angels, hovering round us,
Waiting spirits, speed your way,
Hasten to the court of heaven,-
Tidings bear without delay:

Rebel sinners,

Glad the message will obey.

HYMN 112. 7's. Fairfax.

Burdened Sinners invited to Christ.

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Allen

Matt. ix, 23

COME ye weary souls oppress'd,

in Christ the promis'd rest;

On him all your burdens roll ;
He can wound, and he make whole.
2 Ye who dread the wrath of God,
Come, and wash in Jesus' blood;
To the Son of David cry;
In his word he's passing by,