Hebrews 12:29

Hymn 1:43. [Supplement.] The Christian treasure, 1 Cor. 3. 21.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

In vain these moments shall not pass, These golden hours be gone: Lord, I accept thine offered grace, I bow before thy throne.

Now cleanse my soul from every sin, By my Redeemer's blood: Now let my flesh and soul begin The honours of my God.

Let me no more my soul beguile With sin's deceitful toys: Let cheerful hope increasing still Approach to heavenly joys.

My thankful lips shall loud proclaim The wonders of thy praise, And spread the savour of thy Name Where'er I spend my days.

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.

See where the great incarnate God Fills a majestic throne, While from the skies his awful voice Bears the last judgment down.

["I am the first, and I the last, "Thro' endless years the same; "I AM is my memorial still, "And my eternal name.

"Such favours as a God can give "My royal grace bestows; "Ye thirsty souls come taste the streams "Where life and pleasure flows.]

["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.

"But bloody hands and hearts unclean, "And all the lying race, "The faithless and the scoffing crew, "That spurn at offer'd grace,

"They shall be taken from my sight, "Bound fast in iron chains, "And headlong plung'd into the lake "Where fire and darkness reigns."

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!

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.

Awake, my zeal, awake, my love, To serve my Saviour here below, In works which perfect saints above And holy angels cannot do.

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.

Subdue thy passions, O my soul! Maintain the fight, thy work pursue, Daily thy rising sins control, And be thy victories ever new.

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.

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.

Must friends and kindred drop and die? And helpers be withdrawn? While sorrow with a weeping eye Counts up our comforts gone?

Be thou our comfort, mighty God! Our helper and our friend: Nor leave us in this dangerous road, Till all our trials end.

O may our feet pursue the way Our pious fathers led! With love and holy zeal obey The counsels of the dead.

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.

Awake, our souls, away, our fears, Let every trembling thought be gone; Awake and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on.

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.

Thee, mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures while endless years Their everlasting circles run.

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.

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 and the Lamb, Rev. 15. 3.

How strong thine arm is, mighty God, Who would not fear thy Name! Jesus, how sweet thy graces are! Who would not love the Lamb!

He has done more than Moses did, Our Prophet and our King; From bonds of hell he freed our souls, And taught our lips to sing.

In the Red-sea by Moses' hand Th' Egyptian host was drown'd; But his own blood hides all our sins, And guilt no more is found.

When thro' the desert Israel went, With manna they were fed; Our Lord invites us to his flesh, And calls it living bread.

Moses beheld the promis'd land, Yet never reach'd the place; But Christ shall bring his followers home To see his Father's face.

Then shall our love and joy be full, And feel a warmer flame; And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb.

Hymn 1:50. The song of Zacharias, and the message of John the Baptist; or, Light and salvation by Jesus Christ, Luke 1. 68 &c. John 1. 29. 32.

Now be the God of Israel bless'd Who makes his truth appear, His mighty hand fulfils his word, And all the oaths he sware.

Now he bedews old David's root With blessings from the skies; He makes the branch of promise grow, The promis'd horn arise.

[John was the prophet of the Lord To go before his face, The herald which our Saviour God Sent to prepare his ways.

He makes the great salvation known, He speaks of pardon'd sins; While grace divine and heavenly love In its own glory shines.

"Behold the Lamb of God," he cries, "That takes our guilt away: "I saw the Spirit o'er his head "On his baptizing day.]

"Be every vale exalted high, "Sink every mountain low, "The proud must stoop, and humble souls "Shall his salvation know.

"The heathen realms with Israel's land "Shall join in sweet accord; "And all that's born of man shall see "The glory of the Lord.

"Behold the morning star arise, "Ye that in darkness sit; "He marks the path that leads to peace, "And guides our doubtful feet."

Hymn 1:51. Persevering grace, Jude 24 25.

To God the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring.

'Tis his almighty love, His counsel, and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare.

He will present our souls Unblemish'd and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great.

Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known.

To our Redeemer God Wisdom and power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs.