CCCLXI. The Chriftian rejoicing in the Views of Death and Judgment. Rev. xxii. 20. I 66 BEHOLD I come, (the Saviour cries) So come, Dear Lord, (my Soul replies) 2 Come, loofe thefe Bonds of Flesh and Sin: 3 I greet the Meffengers of Death, 4 Come, plead thy Father's injur'd Cause, Come, roufe thy Servants mould'ring Duft, 5 O come amidst th' Angelic Hofts 6 With winged Speed, Redeemer dear, Come, left our Spirits droop and faint HYMNS ON PARTICULAR OCCASIONS AND IN UNCOMMON MEASURES. HYMN CCCLXII. A Morning-HYMN, to be used at awaking and A rifing. WAKE, my Soul, to meet the Day; And burft the pond'rous Chain that loads 2 God's Guardian-Shield was round me spread Let Him have all my waking Hours, 3 [The Work of each immortal Soul Think then what painful Labours wait 4 My Moments fly with winged Pace, 5 I for this Hour must give Account 6 Pardon, O God, my former Sloth, 7 Bright Sun of Righteoufnefs arife; And guide my dark bewilder'd Soul CCCLXIII. An Evening - HYMN, to be when compofing one's Self to Sleep. I. INTERVAL of grateful Shade, Heav' Heav'nly Father! gracious Name! Thou, my ever-bounteous GoD, Day and Night I'm ftill with Thee. II. What tho' downy Slumbers flee, And And his Spirit doth diffuse, Thus to fleep, or wake, with Thee. II. What if Death my Sleep invade? In the Realms beyond the Grave. Jefus calls with him to dwell. CCCLXI |