HYMNS,

MISCELLANEOUS-TIMES AND SEASONS.

HYMN 76. C. M.

Frail life, and succeeding eternity.
HEE we adore, eternal Name!
And humbly own to thee,

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How feeble is our mortal frame;
What dying worms are we!

2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still,
As months and days increase;
And ev'ry beating pulse we tell,
Leaves the small number less.

3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath at first it gave;
Whate'er we do, where'er we go,
We're trav'lling to the grave.

4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground, To push us to the tomb;

And fierce diseases wait around,

To hurry mortals home.

5 Great God! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things!
Th' eternal state of all the dead
Upon life's feeble strings.

6 Infinite joy or endless woe

Attends on ev'ry breath;

And yet how unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of death!

7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense,
To walk this dang'rous road;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God.

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HYMN 77. C. M.

Time is short.

THE time is short! the season near,

When death will us remove;

To leave our friends, however dear,
And all we fondly love.

2 The time is short! sinners, beware,
Nor trifle time away;

The word of great salvation hear,
While it is call'd to-day.

3 The time is short! ye rebels, now
To Christ the Lord submit ;
To mercy's golden sceptre bow,
And fall at Jesu's feet.

4 The time is short! ye saints, rejoice;
The Lord will quickly come:
Soon shall ye hear the Bridegroom's voice,
To call you to your home.

5 The time is short! it swiftly flies,
The hour is just at hand;

When we shall mount above the skies,
And reach the wish'd-for land.

6 The time is short! the moment near,
When we shall dwell above;

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And be for ever happy there,
With Jesus, whom we love.

HYMN 78. L. M.

Eternity.

ETERNITY! stupendous theme!

Compar'd herewith, our life's a dream.

Eternity! O awful sound,

'Adeep, where all our thoughts are drown'd!'

2 Eternity! the dread abode,

And habitation of our God;
His glory fills the vast expanse,
Beyond the reach of mortal sense.

3 But an eternity there is

Of dreadful woe, or joyful bliss;
And, swift as time fulfils its round,
We to eternity are bound.

4 What countless millions of mankind
Have left this fleeting world behind!

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They're gone; but where ?-ah! pause and
Gone to a long eternity.

5 Sinner, can'st thou for ever dwell
In all the fiery deeps of hell;

And is death nothing, then, to thee;
Death, and a dread eternity?

6 Ye gracious souls, with joy look up;
In Christ rejoice, your glorious hope;
This everlasting bliss secures;

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God and eternity are yours.

HYMN 79. L. M.

Eternal life.

ETERNAL life! how sweet the sound

To sinners, who deserve to die!

Proclaim the bliss the world around, And shout the joys, ye worlds, on high. 2 Eternal life! how will it reign,

When, mounting from this breathless clod, The soul, discharg'd from sin and pain, Ascends t' enjoy its Father, God!

3 Eternal life! how will it bloom

In beauty on that blissful day,

When rescued from th' impris'ning tomb, A glory clothes our rising clay! 4 Eternal life! O how refin'd The joy! the triumph how divine! When saints in body, and in mind, Shall in the Saviour's image shine! 5 Holy and heav'nly be that soul, Where dwells an hope so high as this; How should we long to reach the goal, And seize the prize of endless bliss!

HYMN 80. C. P. M.

Time and Eternity.

O! on a narrow neck of land,

"Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Yet how insensible!

A point of time, a moment's space,
Removes me to yon heav'nly place,
Or-shuts me up in hell.

2 O God, my inmost soul convert,
And deeply on my thoughtful heart
Eternal things impress;

Give me to feel their solemn weight
And save me ere it be too late;
Wake me to righteousness.

3 Before me place, in bright array,
The pomp of that tremendous day,
When thou with clouds shalt come
To judge the nations at thy bar:
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there,
To meet a joyful doom?

4 Be this my one great bus'ness here,
With holy trembling, holy fear,
To make my calling sure!

Thine utmost counsel to fulfil,
And suffer all thy righteous will,
And to the end endure!

5 Then Saviour, then my soul receive,
Transported from this vale, to live
And reign with thee above;
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight,
And hope in full supreme delight
And everlasting love.

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HYMN 81. L. M.

The Seasons.

HY providence, great God, we praise;
How good and great are all thy ways!
Thy bounty crowns our passing years,
And dissipates our anxious fears.

2 Thy promise stands for ever fast,
While sun, and moon, and earth shall last;
The laws of seasons shall endure,
Till time and stars are known no more.

3 Summer and winter, cold and heat,
And night and day, in order meet;
Seed-time and harvest, each succeed,
To prove thy love-supply our need.
4 When years are past, and seasons o'er,
We still shall prove thy cov'nant sure;
And in the shining realms of bliss,
Adore thy goodness and thy grace.

HYMN 82. C. M.

Summer-an harvest song.

ITO praise the ever bounteous Lord,
My soul, wake all thy pow'rs:

He calls, and at his voice come forth
The smiling harvest-hours.