Then let us not stop,
But continue in Hope,

Rejoicing, till all in his Image wake up.

His Purity fhare,

His Character bear,

And the Truth of his hallowing Promise

Thus, thus let us stay,

And wait for the Day

[declare.

When the Angels are fent to conductus

When with Joy we remove

To our Brethren above,

[away:

And fly up to Heav'n in a Chariot of Love.

HYMN CCCLVIII.

I PRAISE the Lord enthron'd on high,
Praise him in his Sanctity,

Praise him in his mighty Deeds,
Praise him who in Pow'r exceeds.

2 Praise with Trumpets pierce the Skies,
Praise with Harps and Pfalteries,
Praife with Timbrels, Organs, Flutes,
Praise with Violins and Lutes.

3 Jefus is gone up on high,
Takes his Seat above the Sky;
Shout the Angel Choirs aloud,
Echoing to the Trump of God!

4 Sons of Earth the Triumph join,
Praise him with the Hofts divine;
Emmulate the heav'nly Pow'rs,
Their victorious Lord is ours.

HYMN

CCCLIX.

ITO thee, O Lord our God and King, whofe Mercies ne'er decay,

We thus in artlefs Numbers fing,
and thus our Praise we pay.

2 What e'er is human ebbs and flows,
as wafting Time prevails;

But Grace divine no Changes knows:
Charity never fails.

3 From thence flow plenteous Streams and clear,

and may they never cease;
'Tis you who plant and water here;
'tis God that gives th' Increase.

4 May he your pious Alms regard,
your Warmth of Zeal approve;
With ample Bleffings still reward
the Labour of your Love.

5 Refcu'd from Ignorance and Shame,
we'll all our future Days

Our great Creator's Love proclaim,
and live but to his Praise.

HYMN

HY M N CCCLX.

I COME and let us sweetly join,

Christ to praise in Hymns divine! Give we all with one Accord, Glory to our common Lord! Strive we, in Affection strive, Let the purer Flame revive, Such as in the Martyrs glow'd, Dying Champions for their God. 2 Sing we then in Jefu's Name, Now as Yesterday the fame; One in ev'ry Age and Place Full for all of Truth and Grace: Chrift is now gone up on high, Thither may our Wishes fly, Sits at God's right Hand above, There with him we reign in Love,

HYMN CCCLXI.

I CLAP your Hands, ye People all,
Praife the God on whom ye call,
Lift your Voice and fhout his Praife,
Triumph in his fov'reign Grace.
2 Glorious is the Lord moft high,
Terrible in Majesty;

He his fov'reign Sway maintains,
King o'er all the Earth he reigns.

3 On himself he takes our Care,
Saves us not by Sword or Spear;
Safely to his House we go,
Fearless of th' invading Foe.

4 God keeps off the hoftile Bands,
God protects our happy Lands;
Stands as Keeper of our Fields,
Stands as twice ten thousand Shields.
5 Wonderful in faving Pow'r,
Him let all our Hearts adore;
Earth and Heav'n repeat the Cry,
Glory be to God moft High.

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HYMN CCCLXII.

ET Earth and Heav'n agree,
Angels and Men be join'd,

To celebrate with me

The Saviour of Mankind;
To adore the all-atoning Lamb,
And blefs the Sound of Jefu's Name.

2 Jefus, transporting Sound!

The Joy of Earth and Heav'n;
No other Name is found;
No other Name is giv❜n,
By which we can Salvation have;
But Jefus came the World to fave.

3 Jefus, harmonious Name!

It charms the Hofts above!

They evermore proclaim,

And wonder at his Love; 'Tis all their Happiness to gaze, 'Tis Heav'n to see our Jefu's Face. 4 His Name the Sinner hears, And is from Sin fet free; 'Tis Mufic in his Ears,

'Tis Life and Victory:

New Songs do now his Lips employ,
And dances his glad Heart for Joy.
5 Stung by the Scorpion Sin,
My poor expiring Soul,

The balmy Sound drinks in,

And is at once made whole:

See there my Lord upon the Tree!
I hear, I feel, he di'd for me.

6 O unexampl'd Love!

O all redeeming Grace!
How fwiftly didst thou move
'To fave a fallen Race!

What shall I do to make it known
What thou for all Mankind haft done!

7 O for a Trumpet-Voice

On all the World to call,
To bid their Hearts rejoice
In him who di'd for all!
For all my Lord was crucify'd,
For all, for all my Saviour dy'd!
8 To ferve thy bleffed Will,
Thy dying Love to praife,

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