III.

His greatness he for us abas'd, for us his glory veil'd;

In human likeness dwelt on earth, his majefty conceal'd.

IV.

Nor only as a man appears,
but stoops a fervant low;
Submits to death, nay bears the crofs,
in all its fhame and woe.

V.'

Hence God this gen'rous love to men, with honours just hath crown'd, And rais'd the name of Jefus far above all names renown'd,

VI.

That at this name, with facred awe,
each humbled knee fhould bow,
Of hofts immortal in the fkies,
and nations spread below;

VII.

That all the proftrate pow'rs of hell might tremble at his word,

And every tribe, and ev'ry tongue, confefs that he is Lord.

LIII.

I THESSAL. iv. 13. to the end.

I.

AKE comfort, Chriftians! when
in Jefus fall afleep;

TA

Their better being never ends; why then dejected weep?

Why inconfolable as thofe
to whom no hope is giv❜n?
Death is the meffenger of peace,
and calls the foul to heav'n.

III.

As Jefus died, and rose again victorious from the dead;

So his difciples rife, and reign with their triumphant head.

IV.

your

[friends

The time draws nigh, when from the Christ shall with fhouts defcend, [clouds And the laft trumpet's awful voice

the heavens and earth fhall rend.

V.

Then they who live shall changed be, and they who fleep fhall wake; The graves fhall yield their ancient charge and earth's foundations fhake.

VI.

The faints of God, from death fet free, with joy fhall mount on high; The heav'nly hosts with praises loud fhall meet them in the sky.

VII.

Together to their Father's house,
with joyful hearts they go;
And dwell for ever with the Lord,
Beyond the reach of woe.

VIII,

A few fhort years of evil paft,
we reach the happy fhore,
Where death-divided friends at laft
shall meet to part no more.

LIV.

2 TIM. i. 12.

I.

'M not afham'd to own my Lord, or to defend his cause,

I'M

Maintain the glory of his cross,

and honour all his laws.

II.

Jefus, my Lord! I know his name, his name is all my boast; Nor will he put my foul to fhame, nor let my hope be loft.

III.

I know that fafe with him remains, protected by his pow'r,

What I've committed to his truft, till the decifive hour.

IV.

Then will he own his fervant's name

before his Father's face,

And in the New Jerufalem

appoint my foul a place.

LV.

2 TIM, iv. 6, 7, 8, 18,

I.

Y race is run; my warfare's o'er; the folemn hour is nigh,

MY

When, offer'd up to God, my foul fhall wing its flight on high.

11.

With heav'nly weapons I have fought, the battles of the Lord;

Finish'd my courfe, and kept the faith, depending on his word.

III.

Henceforth there is laid up for me
a crown which cannot fade;
The righteous Judge at that great day
fhall place it on my head.

IV.

Nor hath the Sov'reign Lord decreed this prize for me alone;

But for all fuch as love like me

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appearance of his Son.