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golden cordials cannot ease?Their pained hearts or aching heads,?Nor fright nor bribe approaching death?From glittering roofs and downy beds.
3 The lingering, the unwilling soul?The dismal summons must obey,?And bid a long a sad farewell?To the pale lump of lifeless clay.
4 Thence they are huddled to the grave,?Where kings and slaves have equal thrones;?Their bones without distinction lie?Amongst the heap of meaner bones.
The rest referred to Psalm 49.
Hymn 1:25.?A vision of the Lamb, Rev 5. 6-9.
1 All mortal vanities, be gone,?Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears,?Behold amidst th' eternal throne?A vision of the Lamb appears.
2[Glory his fleecy robe adorns,?Mark'd with the bloody death he bore;?Seven are his eyes, and seven his horns,?To speak his wisdom and his power.
3 Lo, he receives a sealed book?From him that sits upon the throne:?Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look?On dark decrees, and things unknown.]
4 All the assembling saints around?Fall worshipping before the Lamb,?And in new songs of gospel-sound?Address their honours to his name,
5 The joy, the shout, the harmony?Flies o'er the everlasting hills,?"Worthy art thou alone," they cry,?"To read the book, to loose the seals."]
6 Our voices join the heavenly strain,?And with transporting pleasure sing,?"Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,?"To be our teacher and our king!"
7 His words of prophecy reveal?Eternal counsels, deep designs;?His grace and vengeance shall fulfil?The peaceful and the dreadful lines.
8 Thou hast redeem'd our souls from hell?'With thine invaluable blood;?And wretches that did once rebel?Are now made favourites of their Cod.
9 Worthy for ever is the Lord,?That died for treasons not his own,?By every tongue to be ador'd,?And dwell upon his Father's throne.
Hymn 1:26.?Hope of heaven by the resurrection of Christ,?1 Peter 1. 3-5.
1 Bless'd be the everlasting God,?The Father of our Lord,?Be his abounding mercy prais'd,?His majesty ador'd.
2 When from the dead he rais'd his Son,?And call'd him to the sky,?He gave our souls a lively hope?That they should never die.
3 What tho' our inbred sins require?Our flesh to see the dust!?Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose,?So all his followers must.
4 There's an inheritance divine?Reserv'd against that day,?'Tis uncorrupted, undefil'd,?And cannot waste away.
5 Saints by the power of God are kept?Till the salvation come;?We walk by faith as strangers here?Till Christ shall call us home.
Hymn 1:27.?Assurance of heaven; or, A saint prepared to die,?2 Tim. 4. 6 7 8 18.
1 [Death may dissolve my body now,?And bear my spirit home;?Why do my minutes move so slow,?Nor my salvation come?
2 With heavenly weapons I have fought?The battles of the Lord,?Finish'd my course, and kept the faith,?And wait the sure reward.]
3 God has laid up in heaven for me?A crown which cannot fade;?The righteous Judge at that great day?Shall place it on my head.
4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed?This prize for me alone;?But all that love and long to see?Th' appearance of his Son.
5 Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe?From every ill design;?And to his heavenly kingdom keep?This feeble soul of mine.
6 God is my everlasting aid?And hell shall rage in vain;?To him be highest glory paid,?And endless praise.--Amen.
Hymn 1:28.?The triumph of Christ over the enemies of his church,?Isa. 63. 1 2 3 &c.
1 What mighty man, or mighty God,?Comes travelling in state,?Along the Idumean road,?Away from Bozrah's gate?
2 The glory of his robes proclaim?'Tis some victorious king:?"'Tis I, the just, th' Almighty One,?"That your salvation bring."
3 "Why, mighty Lord," thy saints enquire,?"Why thine apparel red??"And all thy vesture stain'd like those?"Who in the wine-press tread?"
4 "I by myself have trod the press,?"And crush'd my foes alone,?"My wrath has struck the rebels dead,?"My fury stamp'd them down.
5 "'Tis Edom's blood that dyes my robes?"With joyful scarlet stains,?"The triumph that my raiment wears?"Sprung from their bleeding veins.
6 "Thus shall the nations be destroy'd?"That dare insult my saints,?"I have an arm t' avenge their wrongs,?"An ear for their complaints."
Hymn 1:29.?The ruin of Antichrist, Isa. 63. 4-7.
1 "I lift my banners," saith the Lord,?"Where Antichrist has stood,?"The city of my gospel-foes?"Shall be a field of blood.
2 "My heart has study'd just revenge,?"And now the day appears,?"The day of my redeem'd is come?"To wipe away their tears.
3 "Quite weary is my patience grown,?"And bids my fury go?"Swift as the lightning it shall move,?"And be as fatal too.
4 "I call for helpers but in vain:?"Then has my gospel none??"Well, mine own arm has might enough?"To crush my foes alone.
5 "Slaughter and my devouring sword?"Shall walk the streets around,?"Babel shall reel beneath my stroke,?"And stagger to the ground."
6 Thy honours, O victorious King!?Thine own right-hand shall raise,?While we thy awful vengeance sing,?And our deliverer praise.
Hymn 1:30.?Prayer for deliverance answered, Isa. 26. 8-12 20 21.
1 In thine own ways, O God of love,?We wait the visits of thy grace,?Our souls desire is to thy Name,?And the remembrance of thy face.
2 My thoughts are searching, Lord, for thee,?'Mongst the black shades of lonesome