4

5

6

Ye flaves of fin and hell,
Your liberty receive,
And fafe in Jefus dwell,

And bleft in Jefus live.
The year of jubilce is come;
Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home.
The gofpel trumpet hear,
The news of pard'ning grace;
Ye happy fouls, draw near,
Behold your Saviour's face!
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ranfor'd finners, home.
Jefus, our great High Priest,
Has full atonement made;

Ye weary fpirits, rest,

Ye mournful fouls, be glad.

The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home.

RIPPON'S Collection.

Pymn XLI. Long Metre.

CA

The incomprehenfible GOD.

[* or b]

AN creatures to perfection find
The eternal uncreated Mind?
Or can the largeft ftretch of thought
Measure and fearch his nature out?
2 'Tis high as heaven, 'tis deep as hell,
And what can mortals know or tell?
His glory fpreads beyond the fky,
And all the fhining worlds on high.
3 God is a King of power unknown;
Firm are the orders of his throne,
If he refolve, who dare oppofe?
Or ask him why or what he does?
He frowns, and darkness veils the moon,
The fainting fun grows dim at noon;

The pillars of heav'n's ftarry roof
Tremble and start at his reproof.

5 He gave the vaulted heaven its form,
The crooked ferpent and the worm;
He breaks the billows with his breath,
And fmites the fons of pride to death.
5 Thefe are a portion of his ways!
But who fhall dare defcribe his face?
Who can endure his light, or ftand,
To hear the thunders of his hand?

WATTS.

pmn XLII. Common Matre. [or b]

God incomprehenfible.

NELESTIAL King, our fpirits lie,
Trembling beneath thy feet;

And wifh, and caft a longing eye,
To reach thy lofty feat.

In thee, what endlefs wonders meet!
What various glories fhine!

The dazzling rays too fiercely beat
Upon our fainting mind.

Angels are loft in glad furprize,
If thou unveil thy grace;

And humble awe runs through the fkies,
When wrath arrays thy face.

4 Created powers, how weak they be!
How fhort our praises fall!

So much akin to nothing, we,

And thou, th' eternal All.

Lord, here we bend our humble fouls,
And awfully adore ;

For the weak pinions of our minds
Can ftretch a thought no more.

SMART,

Hymn XLIII. Long Metre.

C

[* or b]

The Prefence of Ged mortifying us to the World. HOME, bleffed Lord, defcend and dwell By faith and love within our breaft; Then fhall we know, and tafte and feel Such joys as cannot be exprefs'd.

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged fouls poffefs,

And learn the height, and breadth, and length,
Of thy unmeasurable grace.

3 Could we but pierce the veil, and fee
The glories of th' eternal fkies,

What little things thefe worlds would be,
How defpicable in our eyes!

4 Great all in all, eternal King!

Could we but view thy glorious face, Then all our powers fhould join to fing Thy boundless wifdom and thy grace. 5 Now to the God, whose power in heaven And earth, has works of wonder done, Be everlasting honours given,

By all the church, through Chrift his Son.

WATTS.

Hymn XLIV. Common Metre. [*]

COM

Praife to God and the Lamb.

YOME, let us join our cheerful fongs With angels round the throne; Ten thoufand thoufands are their

But all their joys are one.

tongues,

2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,

"To be exalted thus ;"

"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, "For he was flain for us.'

3 Jefus is worthy to receive
Honour and power divine;

And bleffings, more than we can give,
Be, Lord, forever thine.

4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and feas,
Confpire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praife.
The whole creation join in one,
To blefs the facred name

5

Of Him who fits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

Hymn XLV.

WATTS.

Common Metre. [*]

The Joys of Heaven.

OME, Lord, and warm each languid heart,
Infpire cach lifelefs tongue;

COM

And let the joys of heaven impart
Their influence to our fong.

2 Sorrow and pain and every care,
And difcord there fhall ceafe;
And perfect joy and love fincere
Adorn the realms of

peace.

3 The foul, from fin forever free,
Shall mourn its power no more ;
But, cloth'd in fpotless purity,
Redeeming love adore.

4 There, on a throne, how dazzling bright
Th' exalted Saviour fhines,
And beams ineffable delight

On all the heavenly minds.

5 There fhall the foll'wers of the Lamb.
Join in immortal fongs;

And endless honours to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.

6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,
Our feeble notes infpire;
Till, in thy blifsful courts above,
We join th' angelic choir.

Mrs. STEELE.

Hymn XLVI. Long Metre. [or]

C

Weary Souls invited to Reft.

OME, weary fouls, with fin diftrefs'd, Come and accept the promis'd reft; The Saviour's gracious call obey,

And caft your gloomy fears away. 2 Opprefs'd with guilt, a painful load, O come, and fpread your woes to God; Divine compaflion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. 3 Here mercy's boundlefs ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes; Pardon and life and endless peace, How rich the gift, how free the grace! 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart The hope thy gracious words impart; We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 5 Great Saviour, let thy powerful love Confirm our faith, our fears remove; May that fweet influence in our breast, Prepare us for thy heavenly reft.

Mrs. STEELE.

bpmn XLVII. Short Metre.

COM

Heavenly Foy on Earth.

NOME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;

Join in a fong with fweet accord,
And thus furround the throne.

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