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air the weighty rocks?Are swift as hailstones hurl'd:?Who dares engage his fiery rage?That shakes the solid world?
6 Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace?Sits regent on the throne,?The refuge of thy chosen race?When wrath comes rushing down.
7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings?A fiery tempest pour,?While we beneath thy sheltering wings?Thy just revenge adore.
*Hebrews 12:29.
Hymn 1:43. [Supplement.]?The Christian treasure, 1 Cor. 3. 21.
1 How vast the treasure we possess!?How rich thy bounty, King of Grace!?This world is ours, and worlds to come?Earth is our lodge, and heaven our home.
2 All things are ours, the gifts of God;?The purchase of a Saviour's blood:?While the good Spirit shews us how?To use and to improve them too.
3 If peace and plenty crown my days,?They help, me, Lord, to speak thy praise!?If bread of sorrows be my food,?Those sorrows work my lasting good.
4 I would not change my blest estate?For all the world calls good or great:?And while my faith can keep her hold,?I envy not the sinner's gold.
5 Father, I wait thy daily will;?Thou shalt divide my portion still:?Grant me on earth what seems thee best,?Till death and heaven reveal the rest.
Hymn 1:44. [Supplement.]?The true improvement of life.
1 And is this life prolong'd to me??Are days and seasons given??O let me then prepare to be?A fitter heir of heaven.
2 In vain these moments shall not pass,?These golden hours be gone:?Lord, I accept thine offered grace,?I bow before thy throne.
3 Now cleanse my soul from every sin,?By my Redeemer's blood:?Now let my flesh and soul begin?The honours of my God.
4 Let me no more my soul beguile?With sin's deceitful toys:?Let cheerful hope increasing still?Approach to heavenly joys.
5 My thankful lips shall loud proclaim?The wonders of thy praise,?And spread the savour of thy Name?Where'er I spend my days.
6 On earth let my example shine,?And when I leave this state,?May heaven receive this soul of mine?To bliss supremely great.
Hymn 1:45.?The last judgment, Rev. 21. 5-8.
1 See where the great incarnate God?Fills a majestic throne,?While from the skies his awful voice?Bears the last judgment down.
2 ["I am the first, and I the last,?"Thro' endless years the same;?"I AM is my memorial still,?"And my eternal name.
3 "Such favours as a God can give?"My royal grace bestows;?"Ye thirsty souls come taste the streams?"Where life and pleasure flows.]
4 ["The saint that triumphs o'er his sins,?"I'll own him for a son,?"The whole creation shall reward?"The conquests he has won.
5 "But bloody hands and hearts unclean,?"And all the lying race,?"The faithless and the scoffing crew,?"That spurn at offer'd grace,
6 "They shall be taken from my sight,?"Bound fast in iron chains,?"And headlong plung'd into the lake?"Where fire and darkness reigns."
7 O may I stand before the Lamb,?When earth and seas are fled!?And hear the Judge pronounce my name?With blessings on my head!
8 May I with those for ever dwell?Who here were my delight,?While sinners banish'd down to hell,?No more offend my sight.
Hymn 1:46. [Supplement.]?The privileges of the living above the dead.
1 Awake, my zeal, awake, my love,?To serve my Saviour here below,?In works which perfect saints above?And holy angels cannot do.
2 Awake my charity, to feed?The hungry soul, and clothe the poor:?In heaven are found no sons of need,?There all these duties are no more.
3 Subdue thy passions, O my soul!?Maintain the fight, thy work pursue,?Daily thy rising sins control,?And be thy victories ever new.
4 The land of triumph lies on high,?There are no foes t' encounter there:?Lord, I would conquer till I die,?And finish all the glorious war.
5 Let every flying hour confess?I gain thy gospel fresh renown;?And when my life and labour cease,?May I possess the promis'd crown.
Hymn 1:47. [Supplement.]?Death of kindred improved.
1 Must friends and kindred drop and die??And helpers be withdrawn??While sorrow with a weeping eye?Counts up our comforts gone?
2 Be thou our comfort, mighty God!?Our helper and our friend:?Nor leave us in this dangerous road,?Till all our trials end.
3 O may our feet pursue the way?Our pious fathers led!?With love and holy zeal obey?The counsels of the dead.
4 Let us be wean'd from all below,?Let hope our grief expel,?While death invites our souls to go?Where our best kindred dwell.
Hymn 1:48.?The Christian race, Isa. 40. 28-31.
1 Awake, our souls, away, our fears,?Let every trembling thought be gone;?Awake and run the heavenly race,?And put a cheerful courage on.
2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,?And mortal spirits tire and faint;?But they forget the mighty God?That feeds the strength of every saint.
3 Thee, mighty God, whose matchless power?Is ever new and ever young,?And firm endures while endless years?Their everlasting circles run.
4 From thee the overflowing spring,?Our souls shall drink a fresh supply,?While such as trust their native strength?Shall melt away, and drop and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air?We'll mount aloft to thine abode,?On wings of love our souls shall fly,?Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.
Hymn 1:49.?The works of Moses