Let foés unite and friends all fail,
We'll seize the crown in view,
A Saviour let, &c.
3. The little cloud increases still,
The heavens are big with rain;
We haste to catch the teeming show'r
And all its moisture drain;
A rill, a stream, a torrent flows,
But pour the mighty flood;
O sweep the nations, shake the earth,
Till all proclaim thee, God,
4. And when thou mak'st thy jewels up
And set❜st thy starry crown, [shine,
When all thy sparkling gems shall
Proclaim'd by thee thine own;
May we, a little band of love,
We sinners sav'd by grace,
From glory into glory chang'd,
Behold thee face to face.
A Saviour let, &c.
HYMN 85. P. M.
Invitation.
Wandering pilgrims, mourning christians, Weak and tempted lambs of Christ; Who endure great tribulation,
Seeking for your souls a restChrist hath sent me to invite you
To a rich and costly feast;
Let not shame nor pride prevent you;
Come, the rich provision taste.
2. If you have a heart lamenting,
And bemoan your, wretched case,
Come to Jesus Christ repenting,
He will give you sweet release.
With your hearts believing on him,
Love and serve him all your days;
Come, O come to Christ and ask him,
He will give you gospel grace..
3. If your heart is unbelieving,
Doubting Jesus' pardoning love,
Lay hard by Bethesda waiting,
Til the troubled waters move;
Though no mortal arm can save you,
All their efforts prove but talk,
Jesus, Jesus saith unto you,
Arise, take up your bed and walk.
4. If you will but claim his promise
And forsake your unbelief,
Patient waiting, constant praying,
He will send you sweet relief;
He will give you grace and glory,
All your wants shall be supplied;
Canaan, Canaan lies before you,
Rise and cross the swelling tide.
5. Death shall not impede your comfort, Christ will guide us thro' the gloom, Down he'll send a heavenly consort
To convey our spirits home;
There with him we'll reign in pleasure,
Free from every want and care;
Come, O come, my blessed Saviour,
Fain my spirit would be there.
HYMN 86. C. M.
In evil long I took delight,
Unaw'd by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopp'd my wild career.
2. I saw one hanging on a tree,
In agonies of blood;
He fix'd his languid eyes on me,
As near his cross I stood.
3. Sure never till my latest breath,
Shall I forget that look ;
He seem'd to charge me with his death,
Though not a word he spoke.
4. My conscience felt and own'd the guilt,
And plung'd me in despair;
I saw my sins his blood had spilt,
And help'd to nail him there.
5. Alas! I knew not what I did,
But now my tears are vain;
Where shall my trembling soul be hid,
For I the Lord have slain.
6. A second look he gave, which said,
I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I died that thou may'st live,
7. With pleasing grief and mournful joy,
My spirits now were fill'd:
That I should such a life destroy,.
Yet live by him I kill'd.
The glorious day is drawing nigh,
When Zion's light shall come;
She shall arise and shine on high,
Bright as the morning sun.
The north and south their sons resign,
And earth's strong pillars bend;
Adorn'd as a bride, Jerusalem,
All glorious shall descend.
2. The King that bears the golden crown, The azure flaming bow;
The holy city shall bring down
To bless his saints below.
When Zion's bleeding conqu'ring King
Shall sin and death destroy;
The morning stars together sing,
And Zion shout for joy.
3. The holy bright musician band
Shall tune their harps of gold,
With palms of vict'ry they shall stand,
Fair Salem to behold!
Descending with such melting strains,
Jehovah's name adore;
Such notes thro' earth's extensive plains,
Were never heard before!
4. Let satan rage and boast no more,
Ye fiends of darkness fly;
Tho' saints are feeble, weak and poor,
Their great Redeemer's nigh.
He is their shield, their hiding place,
A covert from the wind-
A shady rock of boundless grace,
Throughout this weary land.
5. The crystal streams run down from
They issue from the throne, [heav'n,
The floods of strife away are driven,
The church becomes but one,
That peaceful union she shall know,
And live upon his love;
And shout and sing of grace below,
As angels do above!
HYMN 88, P. M.
The old Israelites knew what it was they must do, If fair Canaan they would possess,
They must still keep in sight of the pillar of light, Which led on to the promised rest.
2. The camps on the road could not be their abode, But as oft as the trumpet should blow,
They all glad of a chance of a further advance,
Must then take up their baggage and go.
3. I am thankful indeed for the heavenly head,
Which before me hath hitherto gone;
For that pillar of love which doth onward etill move, And doth gather our souls into one.
4. Now the cross bearing throng are advancing along, And a closer communion doth flow,
Now 'all who would stand on the promised land,
Let them take up their crosses and go.
5. The way is all new, as it opens to view,
And behind is a foaming red sea;
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