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Beneath the willow's shade;
"Ia saddest moods bavc stray'd.
We'll take our harp again;
We'll strike a joyful strain.
To bear our guilt and shame;
Jenovan is his name.
Such wondrous grace to tell;
All hail, IMMANO EL!
Coste, thou glorious day of promise,
Come, and spread thy cheerful ray,
Shall thy wrath for ever burn
King of Israel?
O that thou would'st soon to Jacob
Thine enlivening Spirit send;
Be unto the LAMB for ever :
Hallelujah! Hallelujah !
HYMN FOR SPRING : Sung at the Sunday-School Anniversary in Hull; April 8, 1822.
Spared to another Spring,
We raise our grateful songs;
For praise to thee belongs.
To Thee sweet offerings bear ;
Sing forth thy tender care,
The trees on every hill,
Proclain thy wondrous skill.
Still praise a God unknown;
From living hearts alone.
Thy holy name would bless ;-
Would please the Saviour less !.
Our souls can never die !
Prated by T. CORDEUX, 14, City-Roud, London.
Hy 361 Rev:J.WESLEYS Collection.
Composed by CHARLES WESLEY Esq". 1822.
God, I_humbly call ther mine , And
will not quit my
elaim , 'Till all I have is
lost in thine, And quite re-newd I
View of the Passage of the River Jordan, with the Camels descending
from the Hills of Bashan to drink.
ACCOUNT OF THE RIVER JORDAN. (From “ BUCKINGHAM's Travels in Palestine through the Countries
of Gilead and Bashan," lately published.) “ We now crossed over the plain towards the river, changing our course from north to nearly due east, and at the moment of our making this sharp angle, estimating ourselves to be little more than six miles to the northward of Rippah. We found the plain