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+40.6.9	Father of all! we bow to thee, who dwell’st in heav’n ador’d; But present still through all thy works, the universal Lord. 2 For ever hallow’d be thy name by all beneath the skies;
+40.6.10	And may thy kingdom still advance, till grace to glory rise. 3 A grateful homage may we yield, with hearts resign’d to thee; And as in heav’n thy will is done, on earth so let it be.
+40.6.11	From day to day we humbly own the hand that feeds us still: Give us our bread, and teach to rest contented in thy will.
+40.6.12	Our sins before thee we confess; O may they be forgiv’n! As we to others mercy show, we mercy beg from Heav’n.
+40.6.13-14	Still let thy grace our life direct; from evil guard our way; And in temptation’s fatal path permit us not to stray. 7 For thine the pow’r, the kingdom thine; all glory’s due to thee: Thine from eternity they were, and thine shall ever be.
+40.11.25-30	Thus spoke the Saviour of the world, and rais’d his eyes to heav’n: To thee, O Father! Lord of all, eternal praise be giv’n. 2 Thou to the pure and lowly heart hast heav’nly truth reveal’d; Which from the self‐conceited mind thy wisdom hath conceal’d. 3 Ev’n so! thou, Father, hast ordain’d thy high decree to stand; Nor men nor angels may presume the reason to demand. 4 Thou only know’st the Son: from thee my kingdom I receive; And none the Father know but they who in the Son believe. 5 Come then to me, all ye who groan, with guilt and fears opprest; Resign to me the willing heart, and I will give you rest. 6 Take up my yoke, and learn of me the meek and lowly mind; And thus your weary troubled souls repose and peace shall find. 7 For light and gentle is my yoke; the burden I impose Shall ease the heart, which groan’d before beneath a load of woes.
+40.26.26	’Twas on that night, when doom’d to know The eager rage of ev’ry foe, That night in which he was betray’d, The Saviour of the world took bread: 2 And, after thanks and glory giv’n To him that rules in earth and heav’n, That symbol of his flesh he broke, And thus to all his foll’wers spoke: 3 My broken body thus I give For you, for all; take, eat, and live; And oft the sacred rite renew, That brings my wondrous love to view.
+40.26.27	Then in his hands the cup he rais’d, And God anew he thank’d and prais’d; While kindness in his bosom glow’d, And from his lips salvation flow’d:
+40.26.28	My blood I thus pour forth, he cries, To cleanse the soul in sin that lies; In this the covenant is seal’d, And Heav’n’s eternal grace reveal’d.
+40.26.29	With love to man this cup is fraught, Let all partake the sacred draught; Through latest ages let it pour, In mem’ry of my dying hour.
+42.1.46-56	My soul and spirit, fill’d with joy, my God and Saviour praise, Whose goodness did from poor estate his humble handmaid raise. 2 Me bless’d of God, the God of might, all ages shall proclaim; From age to age his mercy lasts, and holy is his name. 3 Strength with his arm th’ Almighty shew’d; the proud his looks abas’d; He cast the mighty to the ground, the meek to honour rais’d. 4 The hungry with good things were fill’d, the rich with hunger pin’d: He sent his servant Isr’el help, and call’d his love to mind; 5 Which to our fathers’ ancient race his promise did ensure, To Abrah’m and his chosen seed, for ever to endure.
+42.2.8	While humble shepherds watch’d their flocks in Bethleh’m’s plains by night,
+42.2.9	An angel sent from heav’n appear’d, and fill’d the plains with light.
+42.2.10	Fear not, he said, (for sudden dread had seiz’d their troubled mind;) Glad tidings of great joy I bring to you, and all mankind.
+42.2.11	To you, in David’s town, this day is born, of David’s line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord;
+42.2.12	and this shall be the sign: 4 The heav’nly Babe you there shall find to human view display’d, All meanly wrapt in swaddling‐bands, and in a manger laid.
+42.2.13-15	Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith appear’d a shining throng Of angels, praising God; and thus address’d their joyful song: 6 All glory be to God on high, and to the earth be peace; Good‐will is shown by Heav’n to men, and never more shall cease. 8,6,8,6 tune: St. Andrew, 93.
+42.2.25	Just and devout old Simeon liv’d; to him it was reveal’d,
+42.2.26	That Christ, the Lord, his eyes should see ere death his eyelids seal’d.
+42.2.27	For this consoling gift of Heav’n to Isr’el’s fallen state, From year to year, with patient hope, the aged saint did wait.
+42.2.28-29	Nor did he wait in vain; for, lo! revolving years brought round, In season due, the happy day, which all his wishes crown’d. 10 4 When Jesus, to the temple brought by Mary’s pious care, As Heav’n’s appointed rites requir’d, to God was offer’d there, 5 Simeon into those sacred courts a heav’nly impulse drew; He saw the Virgin hold her Son, and straight his Lord he knew. 12 6 With holy joy upon his face the good old father smil’d; Then fondly in his wither’d arms he clasp’d the promis’d child: 7 And while he held the heav’n‐born Babe, ordain’d to bless mankind, Thus spoke, with earnest look, and heart exulting, yet resign’d: 8 Now, Lord! according to thy word, let me in peace depart; Mine eyes have thy salvation seen, and gladness fills my heart. 9 At length my arms embrace my Lord, now let their vigour cease; At last my eyes my Saviour see, now let them close in peace.
+42.2.30-31	This great salvation, long prepar’d, and now disclos’d to view, Hath prov’d thy love was constant still, and promises were true.
+42.2.32-33	That Sun I now behold, whose light shall heathen darkness chase, And rays of brightest glory pour around thy chosen race.
+42.4.18	Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes! the Saviour promis’d long; Let ev’ry heart exult with joy, and ev’ry voice be song! 2 On him the Spirit, largely shed, exerts its sacred fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, his holy breast inspire. 3 He comes! the pris’ners to relieve, in Satan’s bondage held; The gates of brass before him burst, the iron fetters yield. 4 He comes! from dark’ning scales of vice to clear the inward sight; And on the eye‐balls of the blind to pour celestial light. 5 He comes! the broken hearts to bind, the bleeding souls to cure; And with the treasures of his grace t’ enrich the humble poor.
+42.4.19	The sacred year has now revolv’d, accepted of the Lord, When Heav’n’s high promise is fulfill’d, and Isr’el is restor’d. 7 Our glad hosannahs, Prince of Peace! thy welcome shall proclaim; And heav’n’s exalted arches ring with thy most honour’d name.
+42.15.13-25	The wretched prodigal behold in mis’ry lying low, Whom vice had sunk from high estate, and plung’d in want and woe. 2 While I, despis’d and scorn’d, he cries, starve in a foreign land, The meanest in my father’s house is fed with bounteous hand: 3 I’ll go, and with a mourning voice, fall down before his face: Father! I’ve sinn’d ’gainst Heav’n and thee, nor can deserve thy grace. 4 He said, and hasten’d to his home, to seek his father’s love: The father sees him from afar, and all his bowels move. 5 He ran, and fell upon his neck, embrac’d and kiss’d his son: The grieving prodigal bewail’d the follies he had done. 6 No more, my father, can I hope to find paternal grace; My utmost wish is to obtain a servant’s humble place. 7 Bring forth the fairest robe for him, the joyful father said; To him each mark of grace be shown, and ev’ry honour paid. 8 A day of feasting I ordain; let mirth and song abound: My son was dead, and lives again! was lost, and now is found! 9 Thus joy abounds in paradise among the hosts of heav’n, Soon as the sinner quits his sins, repents, and is forgiv’n.
+43.3.14-19	As when the Hebrew prophet rais’d the brazen serpent high, The wounded look’d, and straight were cur’d, the people ceas’d to die: 2 So from the Saviour on the cross a healing virtue flows; Who looks to him with lively faith is sav’d from endless woes. 3 For God gave up his Son to death, so gen’rous was his love, That all the faithful might enjoy eternal life above. 4 Not to condemn the sons of men the Son of God appear’d; No weapons in his hand are seen, nor voice of terror heard: 5 He came to raise our fallen state, and our lost hopes restore: Faith leads us to the mercy‐seat, and bids us fear no more. 6 But vengeance just for ever lies on all the rebel race, Who God’s eternal Son despise, and scorn his offer’d grace.
+43.14.1-7	Let not your hearts with anxious thoughts be troubled or dismay’d; But trust in Providence divine, and trust my gracious aid. 2 I to my Father’s house return; there num’rous mansions stand, And glory manifold abounds through all the happy land. 3 I go your entrance to secure, and your abode prepare; Regions unknown are safe to you, when I, your friend, am there. 4 Thence shall I come, when ages close, to take you home with me; There we shall meet to part no more, and still together be. 5 I am the way, the truth, the life: no son of human race, But such as I conduct and guide, shall see my Father’s face. 8,6,8,6 tune: St. Andrew, 93; Crimond, 50.
+43.14.25-28	You now must hear my voice no more; my Father calls me home; But soon from heav’n the Holy Ghost, your Comforter, shall come. 2 That heav’nly Teacher, sent from God, shall your whole soul inspire; Your minds shall fill with sacred truth, your hearts with sacred fire. 3 Peace is the gift I leave with you; my peace to you bequeath; Peace that shall comfort you through life, and cheer your souls in death. 4 I give not as the world bestows, with promise false and vain; Nor cares, nor fears, shall wound the heart in which my words remain.
+43.19.30	Behold the Saviour on the cross, a spectacle of woe! See from his agonizing wounds the blood incessant flow; 2 Till death’s pale ensigns o’er his cheek and trembling lips were spread; Till light forsook his closing eyes, and life his drooping head! 3’Tis finish’d — was his latest voice; these sacred accents o’er, He bow’d his head, gave up the ghost, and suffer’d pain no more. 4’Tis finish’d — The Messiah dies for sins, but not his own; The great redemption is complete, and Satan’s pow’r o’erthrown. 5’Tis finish’d — All his groans are past; his blood, his pain, and toils, Have fully vanquished our foes, and crown’d him with their spoils. 6’Tis finish’d — Legal worship ends, and gospel ages run; All old things now are past away, and a new world begun.
+45.2.4-8	Ungrateful sinners! whence this scorn of God’s long‐suff’ring grace? And whence this madness that insults th’ Almighty to his face? 2 Is it because his patience waits, and pitying bowels move, You multiply transgressions more, and scorn his offer’d love? 3 Dost thou not know, self‐blinded man! his goodness is design’d To wake repentance in thy soul, and melt thy harden’d mind? 4 And wilt thou rather chuse to meet th’ Almighty as thy foe, And treasure up his wrath in store against the day of woe? 5 Soon shall that fatal day approach that must thy sentence seal, And righteous judgments, now unknown, in awful pomp reveal; 6 While they, who full of holy deeds to glory seek to rise, Continuing patient to the end, shall gain th’ immortal prize.
+45.3.19-22	Vain are the hopes the sons of men upon their works have built; Their hearts by nature are unclean, their actions full of guilt. 2 Silent let Jew and Gentile stand, without one vaunting word; And, humbled low, confess their guilt before heav’n’s righteous Lord. 3 No hope can on the law be built of justifying grace; The law, that shows the sinner’s guilt, condemns him to his face. 4 Jesus! how glorious is thy grace! when in thy name we trust, Our faith receives a righteousness that makes the sinner just.
+45.6.1-7	And shall we then go on to sin, that grace may more abound? Great God, forbid that such a thought should in our breast be found! 2 When to the sacred font we came, did not the rite proclaim, That, wash’d from sin, and all its stains, new creatures we became? 3 With Christ the Lord we dy’d to sin; with him to life we rise, To life, which now begun on earth, is perfect in the skies. 4 Too long enthrall’d to Satan’s sway, we now are slaves no more; For Christ hath vanquish’d death and sin, our freedom to restore.
+45.8.31-39	Let Christian faith and hope dispel the fears of guilt and woe; The Lord Almighty is our friend, and who can prove a foe? 2 He who his Son, most dear and lov’d, gave up for us to die, Shall he not all things freely give that goodness can supply? 3 Behold the best, the greatest gift, of everlasting love! Behold the pledge of peace below, and perfect bliss above! 4 Where is the judge who can condemn, since God hath justify’d? Who shall charge those with guilt or crime for whom the Saviour dy’d? 5 The Saviour dy’d, but rose again triumphant from the grave; And pleads our cause at God’s right hand, omnipotent to save. 6 Who then can e’er divide us more from Jesus and his love, Or break the sacred chain that binds the earth to heav’n above? 7 Let troubles rise, and terrors frown, and days of darkness fall; Through him all dangers we’ll defy, and more than conquer all. 8 Nor death nor life, nor earth nor hell, nor time’s destroying sway, Can e’er efface us from his heart, or make his love decay. 9 Each future period that will bless, as it has bless’d the past; He lov’d us from the first of time, he loves us to the last.
+46.13.1-13	Though perfect eloquence adorn’d my sweet persuading tongue, Though I could speak in higher strains than ever angel sung; 2 Though prophecy my soul inspir’d, and made all myst’ries plain: Yet, were I void of Christian love, these gifts were all in vain. 3 Nay, though my faith with boundless pow’r ev’n mountains could remove, I still am nothing, if I’m void of charity and love. 4 Although with lib’ral hand I gave my goods the poor to feed, Nay, gave my body to the flames, still fruitless were the deed. 5 Love suffers long; love envies not; but love is ever kind; She never boasteth of herself, nor proudly lifts the mind. 6 Love harbours no suspicious thought, is patient to the bad; Griev’d when she hears of sins and crimes, and in the truth is glad. 7 Love no unseemly carriage shows, nor selfishly confin’d; She glows with social tenderness, and feels for all mankind. 8 Love beareth much, much she believes, and still she hopes the best; Love meekly suffers many a wrong, though sore with hardship press’d. 9 Love still shall hold an endless reign in earth and heav’n above, When tongues shall cease, and prophets fail, and ev’ry gift but love. 10 Here all our gifts imperfect are; but better days draw nigh, When perfect light shall pour its rays, and all those shadows fly. 11 Like children here we speak and think, amus’d with childish toys; But when our pow’rs their manhood reach, we’ll scorn our present joys. 12 Now dark and dim, as through a glass, are God and truth beheld; Then shall we see as face to face, and God shall be unvail’d. 13 Faith, Hope, and Love, now dwell on earth, and earth by them is blest; But Faith and Hope must yield to Love, of all the graces best. 14 Hope shall to full fruition rise, and Faith be sight above: These are the means, but this the end; for saints for ever love.
+46.15.52-58	When the last trumpet’s awful voice this rending earth shall shake, When op’ning graves shall yield their charge, and dust to life awake; 2 Those bodies that corrupted fell shall incorrupted rise, And mortal forms shall spring to life immortal in the skies. 3 Behold what heav’nly prophets sung is now at last fulfill’d, That Death should yield his ancient reign, and, vanquish’d, quit the field. 4 Let Faith exalt her joyful voice, and thus begin to sing; O Grave! where is thy triumph now? and where, O Death! thy sting? 5 Thy sting was sin, and conscious guilt, ’twas this that arm’d thy dart; The law gave sin its strength and force to pierce the sinner’s heart: 6 But God, whose name be ever bless’d! disarms that foe we dread, And makes us conqu’rors when we die, through Christ our living head. 7 Then stedfast let us still remain, though dangers rise around, And in the work prescrib’d by God yet more and more abound; 8 Assur’d that though we labour now, we labour not in vain, But, through the grace of heav’n’s great Lord, th’ eternal crown shall gain.
+47.5.1-11	Soon shall this earthly frame, dissolv’d, in death and ruins lie; But better mansions wait the just, prepar’d above the sky. 2 An house eternal, built by God, shall lodge the holy mind, When once those prison‐walls have fall’n by which ’tis now confin’d. 3 Hence, burden’d with a weight of clay, we groan beneath the load, Waiting the hour which sets us free, and brings us home to God. 4 We know, that when the soul, uncloth’d, shall from this body fly, ’Twill animate a purer frame with life that cannot die. 5 Such are the hopes that cheer the just; these hopes their God hath giv’n; His Spirit is the earnest now, and seals their souls for heav’n. 6 We walk by faith of joys to come, faith grounded on his word; But while this body is our home, we mourn an absent Lord. 7 What faith rejoices to believe, we long and pant to see; We would be absent from the flesh, and present, Lord! with thee. 8 But still, or here, or going hence, to this our labours tend, That, in his service spent, our life may in his favour end. 9 For, lo! before the Son, as judge, th’ assembled world shall stand, To take the punishment or prize from his unerring hand. 10 Impartial retributions then our diff’rent lives await; Our present actions, good or bad, shall fix our future fate.
+50.2.6	Ye who the name of Jesus bear, his sacred steps pursue; And let that mind which was in him be also found in you. 2 Though in the form of God he was, his only Son declar’d, Nor to be equally ador’d as robb’ry did regard;
+50.2.7	His greatness he for us abas’d, for us his glory vail’d; In human likeness dwelt on earth, his majesty conceal’d:
+50.2.8-9	Nor only as a man appears, but stoops a servant low; Submits to death, nay, bears the cross, in all its shame and woe. 9 5 Hence God this gen’rous love to men with honours just hath crown’d, And rais’d the name of Jesus far above all names renown’d:
+50.2.10-12	That at this name, with sacred awe, each humble knee should bow, Of hosts immortal in the skies, and nations spread below: 7 That all the prostrate pow’rs of hell might tremble at his word, And ev’ry tribe, and ev’ry tongue, confess that he is Lord.
+52.4.13	Take comfort, Christians, when your friends in Jesus fall asleep; Their better being never ends; why then dejected weep? 2 Why inconsolable, as those to whom no hope is giv’n? Death is the messenger of peace, and calls the soul to heav’n.
+52.4.14-15	As Jesus dy’d, and rose again victorious from the dead; So his disciples rise, and reign with their triumphant Head.
+52.4.16-18	The time draws nigh, when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend, And the last trumpet’s awful voice the heav’ns and earth shall rend. 5 Then they who live shall changed be, and they who sleep shall wake; The graves shall yield their ancient charge, and earth’s foundations shake. 6 The saints of God, from death set free, with joy shall mount on high; The heav’nly hosts with praises loud shall meet them in the sky. 7 Together to their Father’s house with joyful hearts they go; And dwell for ever with the Lord, beyond the reach of woe. 8 A few short years of evil past, we reach the happy shore, Where death‐divided friends at last shall meet, to part no more.
+55.1.12	I’m not asham’d to own my Lord, or to defend his cause, Maintain the glory of his cross, and honour all his laws. 2 Jesus, my Lord! I know his name, his name is all my boast; Nor will he put my soul to shame, nor let my hope be lost. 3 I know that safe with him remains, protected by his pow’r, What I’ve committed to his trust, till the decisive hour. 4 Then will he own his servant’s name before his Father’s face, And in the New Jerusalem appoint my soul a place.
+55.4.6	My race is run; my warfare’s o’er; the solemn hour is nigh, When, offer’d up to God, my soul shall wing its flight on high.
+55.4.7	With heav’nly weapons I have fought the battles of the Lord; Finish’d my course, and kept the faith, depending on his word.
+55.4.8	Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown which cannot fade; The righteous Judge at that great day shall place it on my head. 4 Nor hath the Sov’reign Lord decreed this prize for me alone; But for all such as love like me th’ appearance of his Son.
+55.4.18	From ev’ry snare and evil work his grace shall me defend, And to his heav’nly kingdom safe shall bring me in the end.
+56.3.3-9	How wretched was our former state, when, slaves to Satan’s sway, With hearts disorder’d and impure, o’erwhelm’d in sin we lay! 2 But, O my soul! for ever praise, for ever love his name, Who turn’d thee from the fatal paths of folly, sin, and shame. 3 Vain and presumptuous is the trust which in our works we place, Salvation from a higher source flows to the human race. 4’Tis from the mercy of our God that all our hopes begin; His mercy sav’d our souls from death, and wash’d our souls from sin. 5 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed, its sacred fire imparts, Refines our dross, and love divine rekindles in our hearts. 6 Thence rais’d from death, we live anew; and, justify’d by grace, We hope in glory to appear, and see our Father’s face. 7 Let all who hold this faith and hope in holy deeds abound; Thus faith approves itself sincere, by active virtue crown’d.
+58.4.14-16	Jesus, the Son of God, who once for us his life resign’d, Now lives in heav’n, our great High Priest, and never‐dying friend. 2 Through life, through death, let us to him with constancy adhere; Faith shall supply new strength, and hope shall banish ev’ry fear. 3 To human weakness not severe is our High Priest above; His heart o’erflows with tenderness, his bowels melt with love. 4 With sympathetic feelings touch’d, he knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations are, for he has felt the same. 5 But though he felt temptation’s pow’r, unconquer’d he remain’d; Nor, ’midst the frailty of our frame, by sin was ever stain’d, 6 As, in the days of feeble flesh, he pour’d forth cries and tears; So, though exalted, still he feels what ev’ry Christian bears. 7 Then let us, with a filial heart, come boldly to the throne Of grace supreme, to tell our griefs, and all our wants make known: 8 That mercy we may there obtain for sins and errors past, And grace to help in time of need, while days of trial last. 8,8,8,8 tune: Ely, 9; Melcombe, 13; Soldau, 22; Walton, 23. 9 1 Where high the heav’nly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, The guardian of mankind appears. 10 2 He who for men their surety stood, And pour’d on earth his precious blood, Pursues in heav’n his mighty plan, The Saviour and the friend of man. 11 3 Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother’s eye; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. 12 4 Our fellow‐suff’rer yet retains A fellow‐feeling of our pains; And still remembers in the skies His tears, his agonies, and cries. 13 5 In ev’ry pang that rends the heart, The Man of sorrows had a part; He sympathizes with our grief, And to the suff’rer sends relief. 14 6 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, Let us make all our sorrows known; And ask the aids of heav’nly pow’r To help us in the evil hour.
+58.12.1-13	Behold what witnesses unseen encompass us around; Men, once like us, with suff’ring try’d, but now with glory crown’d. 2 Let us, with zeal like theirs inspir’d, begin the Christian race, And, freed from each encumb’ring weight, their holy footsteps trace. 3 Behold a witness nobler still, who trod affliction’s path, Jesus, at once the finisher and author of our faith. 4 He for the joy before him set, so gen’rous was his love, Endur’d the cross, despis’d the shame, and now he reigns above. 5 If he the scorn of wicked men with patience did sustain, Becomes it those for whom he dy’d to murmur or complain? 6 Have ye like him to blood, to death, the cause of truth maintain’d? And is your heav’nly Father’s voice forgotten or disdain’d? 7 My son, saith he, with patient mind endure the chast’ning rod; Believe, when by afflictions try’d, that thou art lov’d by God. 8 His children thus most dear to him, their heav’nly Father trains, Through all the hard experience led of sorrows and of pains. 9 We know he owns us for his sons, when we correction share; Nor wander as a bastard race, without our Father’s care. 10 A father’s voice with rev’rence we on earth have often heard; The Father of our spirits now demands the same regard. 11 Parents may err; but he is wise, nor lifts the rod in vain; His chast’nings serve to cure the soul by salutary pain. 12 Affliction, when it spreads around, may seem a field of woe; Yet there, at last, the happy fruits of righteousness shall grow. 13 Then let our hearts no more despond, our hands be weak no more; Still let us trust our Father’s love, his wisdom still adore.
+58.13.20	Father of peace, and God of love! we own thy pow’r to save, That pow’r by which our Shepherd rose victorious o’er the grave. 2 Him from the dead thou brought’st again, when, by his sacred blood, Confirm’d and seal’d for evermore, th’ eternal cov’nant stood.
+58.13.21	O may thy Spirit seal our souls, and mould them to thy will, That our weak hearts no more may stray, but keep thy precepts still; 4 That to perfection’s sacred height we nearer still may rise, And all we think, and all we do, be pleasing in thine eyes.
+60.1.3	Bless’d be the everlasting God, the Father of our Lord; Be his abounding mercy prais’d, his majesty ador’d. 2 When from the dead he rais’d his Son, and call’d him to the sky, He gave our souls a lively hope that they should never die.
+60.1.4	To an inheritance divine he taught our hearts to rise; ’Tis uncorrupted, undefil’d, unfading in the skies.
+60.1.5	Saints by the pow’r of God are kept till the salvation come: We walk by faith as strangers here; but Christ shall call us home.
+61.3.3-14	Lo! in the last of days behold a faithless race arise; Their lawless lust their only rule; and thus the scoffer cries; 2 Where is the promise, deem’d so true, that spoke the Saviour near? E’er since our fathers slept in dust, no change has reach’d our ear. 3 Years roll’d on years successive glide, since first the world began, And on the tide of time still floats, secure, the bark of man. 4 Thus speaks the scoffer; but his words conceal the truth he knows, That from the waters’ dark abyss the earth at first arose. 5 But when the sons of men began with one consent to stray, At Heav’n’s command a deluge swept the godless race away. 6 A diff’rent fate is now prepar’d for Nature’s trembling frame; Soon shall her orbs be all enwrapt in one devouring flame. 7 Reserv’d are sinners for the hour when to the gulf below, Arm’d with the hand of sov’reign pow’r, the Judge consigns his foe. 8 Though now, ye just! the time appears protracted, dark, unknown, An hour, a day, a thousand years, to heav’n’s great Lord are one. 9 Still all may share his sov’reign grace, in ev’ry change secure; The meek, the suppliant contrite race, shall find his mercy sure. 10 The contrite race he counts his friends, forbids the suppliant’s fall; Condemns reluctant, but extends the hope of grace to all. 11 Yet as the night‐wrapp’d thief who lurks to seize th’ expected prize, Thus steals the hour when Christ shall come, and thunder rend the skies. 12 Then at the loud, the solemn peal, the heav’ns shall burst away; The elements shall melt in flame, at Nature’s final day. 13 Since all this frame of things must end, as Heav’n has so decreed, How wise our inmost thoughts to guard, and watch o’er ev’ry deed; 14 Expecting calm th’ appointed hour, when, Nature’s conflict o’er, A new and better world shall rise, where sin is known no more.
+62.3.1-4	Behold th’ amazing gift of love the Father hath bestow’d On us, the sinful sons of men, to call us sons of God! 2 Conceal’d as yet this honour lies, by this dark world unknown, A world that knew not when he came, ev’n God’s eternal Son. 3 High is the rank we now possess; but higher we shall rise; Though what we shall hereafter be is hid from mortal eyes: 4 Our souls, we know, when he appears, shall bear his image bright; For all his glory, full disclos’d, shall open to our sight. 5 A hope so great, and so divine, may trials well endure; And purge the soul from sense and sin, as Christ himself is pure.
+66.1.5-9	To him that lov’d the souls of men, and wash’d us in his blood, To royal honours rais’d our head, and made us priests to God; 2 To him let ev’ry tongue be praise, and ev’ry heart be love! All grateful honours paid on earth, and nobler songs above! 3 Behold, on flying clouds he comes! his saints shall bless the day; While they that pierc’d him sadly mourn in anguish and dismay. 4 I am the First, and I the Last; time centres all in me; Th’ Almighty God, who was, and is, and evermore shall be.
+66.5.6-14	Behold the glories of the Lamb, amidst his Father’s throne; Prepare new honours for his name, and songs before unknown. 2 Lo! elders worship at his feet; the church adores around, With vials full of odours rich, and harps of sweetest sound. 3 These odours are the pray’rs of saints, these sounds the hymns they raise; God bends his ear to their requests, he loves to hear their praise. 4 Who shall the Father’s record search, and hidden things reveal? Behold the Son that record takes, and opens ev’ry seal. 5 Hark how th’ adoring hosts above with songs surround the throne! Ten thousand thousand are their tongues; but all their hearts are one. 6 Worthy the Lamb that dy’d, they cry, to be exalted thus; Worthy the Lamb, let us reply; for he was slain for us. 7 To him be pow’r divine ascrib’d, and endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy, remain for ever on his head! 8 Thou hast redeem’d us with thy blood, and set the pris’ners free; Thou mad’st us kings and priests to God, and we shall reign with thee. 9 From ev’ry kindred, ev’ry tongue, thou brought’st thy chosen race; And distant lands and isles have shar’d the riches of thy grace. 10 Let all that dwell above the sky, or on the earth below, With fields, and floods, and ocean’s shores, to thee their homage show. 11 To Him who sits upon the throne, the God whom we adore, And to the Lamb that once was slain, be glory evermore.
+66.7.13-17	How bright these glorious spirits shine! whence all their white array? How came they to the blissful seats of everlasting day? 2 Lo! these are they from suff’rings great, who came to realms of light, And in the blood of Christ have wash’d those robes which shine so bright. 3 Now, with triumphal palms, they stand before the throne on high, And serve the God they love, amidst the glories of the sky. 4 His presence fills each heart with joy, tunes ev’ry mouth to sing: By day, by night, the sacred courts with glad hosannahs ring. 5 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, nor suns with scorching ray; God is their sun, whose cheering beams diffuse eternal day. 6 The Lamb which dwells amidst the throne shall o’er them still preside; Feed them with nourishment divine, and all their footsteps guide. 7’Mong pastures green he’ll lead his flock, where living streams appear; And God the Lord from ev’ry eye shall wipe off ev’ry tear.
+66.21.1-9	Lo! what a glorious sight appears to our admiring eyes! The former seas have pass’d away, the former earth and skies. 2 From heav’n the New Jerus’lem comes, all worthy of its Lord; See all things now at last renew’d, and paradise restor’d! 3 Attending angels shout for joy, and the bright armies sing; Mortals! behold the sacred seat of your descending King! 4 The God of glory down to men removes his bless’d abode; He dwells with men; his people they, and he his people’s God. 5 His gracious hand shall wipe the tears from ev’ry weeping eye: And pains and groans, and griefs and fears, and death itself, shall die. 6 Behold, I change all human things! saith he, whose words are true; Lo! what was old is pass’d away, and all things are made new! 7 I am the First, and I the Last, through endless years the same; I AM, is my memorial still, and my eternal name. 8 Ho, ye that thirst! to you my grace shall hidden streams disclose, And open full the sacred spring, whence life for ever flows. 9 Bless’d is the man that overcomes; I’ll own him for a son; A rich inheritance rewards the conquests he hath won. 10 But bloody hands and hearts unclean, and all the lying race, The faithless, and the scoffing crew, who spurn at offer’d grace; 11 They, seiz’d by justice, shall be doom’d in dark abyss to lie, And in the fiery burning lake the second death shall die. 12 O may we stand before the Lamb, when earth and seas are fled, And hear the Judge pronounce our name, with blessings on our head!

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+40.6.9	Our Father which in heaven art, Lord, Hallowed be thy Name:
+40.6.10	Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, even as the same
+40.6.11	In heaven is. Give us, O Lord, our daily bread this day.
+40.6.12	As we forgive our debters, so forgive our debts we pray,
+40.6.13	Into temptation lead us not, from evil make us free. For kingdom, power, and glory thine, both now and ever be.
+42.1.46	My Soul doth magnifie the Lord,
+42.1.47	my Spirit evermore Rejoyceth in the Lord my God, which is my saviour.
+42.1.48	And why? because he did regard, and gave respect unto The low estate of his hand‐maid, and let the mighty go.
+42.1.49-50	For now behold, all Nations, and generations all. From this time forth for evermore, shall me right blessed call. Because he hath me magnified, which is the Lord of might; Whose name be ever sanctified, and praised day and night. For with his mercy and his grace, all men he doth inflame, Throughout all generations to such as fear his name.
+42.1.51	He shewed strength with his great Arm, and made the ground to start, With all imaginations that they bear in their heart.
+42.1.52	He hath put down the mighty ones from their supernal seat, And did exalt the meek in heart, as he hath thought it meet.
+42.1.53	The hungry he replenished with all things that were good, And through his power he made the rich oft‐times to want their food.
+42.1.54	And calling to remembrance his great mercy very well, Hath holpen up assistantly his servant Israel. A
+42.1.55	ccording to his promise made to Abraham before, And to his Seed successively, to stand for evermore.
+42.1.68	The only Lord of Israel be praised evermore; For through his visitation, and mercy kept in store, His People now he hath redeem’d, that long have been in thrall, And spread abroad his saving health upon his Servants all.
+42.1.69	In David’s House his servant true according to his mind, And also his anointed King, as we in Scripture find. As by his holy Prophets all oft‐times he did declare, The which were since the World began, his ways for to prepare.
+42.1.70	That we might be delivered from those that make debate,
+42.1.71	Our Enemies and from the Hands of all that do us hate.
+42.1.72	The mercy which he promised our Fathers to fulfil. And think upon his covenant made according to his will.
+42.1.73	And also to perform the Oath which he before had sworn To Abraham our Father dear, for us that were forlorn:
+42.1.74	That he would give himself for us, and us from bondage bring Out of the hands of all our Foes, to serve our heavenly King.
+42.1.75	And that without all kind of fear, also in righteousness; And also for to lead our lives in stedfast holiness.
+42.1.76	And thou, O Child, which now art born, and of the Lord elect, Shalt be the Prophet of the highest, his ways for to direct. For thou shalt go before his face for to prepare his ways, And also for to teach his Will and pleasure all thy days.
+42.1.77	To give them knowledge how that their salvation is near; And that remission of their sins is through his mercy dear.
+42.1.78	Whereby the Day‐spring from on high is come us to visit, And those for to illuminate which do in darkness sit.
+42.1.79	To lighten those that shadowed be with death, and are opprest; And also for to guide our Feet the way to peace and rest.
+42.2.29	O Lord because my hearts desire hath wished long to see My only Lord and Saviour thy Son before I die, The joy and health of all mankind, desired long before, Which now is come into the world, of mercy bringing store, That sufferest thy servant now in peace for to depart, According to thy holy word, which lightneth my heart.
+42.2.30	Because mine Eyes which thou hast made to give my body light, Have now beheld thy saving health, which is the Lord of might.
+42.2.31	Whom thou hast mercifully set, of thine abundant grace, In open sight and visible before all peoples face.
+42.2.32	The Gentiles to illuminate, and Satan over‐quell; Also to be the glory of thy people Israel.