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f With shouts of endless praise.

r*p\Q HYMN 652, CM.

U tJ/O Death dreadful^ or delightful,

aff 1 1YEATH !—'t is a melancholy day, iJ To those who have no God,— When the poor soul is forced away, To seek her last abode.

2 In vain, to heaven she lifts her eyes;—

But guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies,
To darkness, fire, and pain.

3 Awake, and mourn, ye heirs of woe!

Let stubborn sinners fear;
Why will ye sink to flames below,
And dwell for ever there?

4: See how the pit gapes wide for you, And flashes in your face! And thou, my soul! look downward too, tity" x\nd sing recovering grace.

o> HYMN 653, CM.

-■*) Death and Judgment appointed to all,

in 1 TTEAVEN has confirmed the dread decree,

> i-1 That Adam's race must die;

— One general ruin sweeps them down,

> And low in dust they lie.

mp 2 Ye living men! the tomb survey,
Where you must shortly dwell;
< Hark! how the awful summons sounds,

> In every funeral knell!

rnp 3 Once you must die—and once for all,—
The solemn purport weigh;
For know, that heaven and hell are hung
On that important day.

> 4 Those eyes, so long in darkness veiled,
—• Must wake the Judge to see;

And every word, and every thought,
Must pass his scrutiny.

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5 Oh! 7nay I, in the Judge, behold |

My Saviour and my Friend; f

< And, far above the reach of death, j

mf With all thy saints ascend.

JUDGMENT.

n /?a HYMN 654, 7s.

O i/4fe Christ coming' to save his People.

/" 1 IT ARK—that shout of rapturous joy,
J-l Bursting forth from yonder cloud!
Jesus comes—and, through the sky,
Angels tell their joy aloud.

2 Hark I—the trumpet's awful voice

Sounds abroad through sea and land:
Let his people now rejoice,
Their redemption is at hand.

3 See!—the Lord appears in view;

Heaven and earth before him fly;
Rise, ye saints! he comes for you,—
Rise, to meet him in the sky.

4 Go and dweil with him above,

Where no foe can e'er molest;
Happy in the Saviour's love,
Ever blessing, ever blest.

HYMN 655, C. M.

God, the awful Judge.

ft' i OIFG- to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts I
O And thou, O earth! adore;
Let death and hell, through all their coasts,
Stand trembling at his power.

2 His sounding chariot shakes the sky,
He makes the clouds his throne;
There all his stores of lightning lie,
Till vengeance darts them down.

mp 3 Think, 0 my soul! the dreadful day,
— When this incensed God

/ Shall rend the sky and burn the sea,

And send his wrath abroad.

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mp 4 What shall the wretch, the sinner, do?

He once defied the Lord; < But he shall dread the Thunderer now,

mp And sipk beneath his word.

/ 5 Tempests of angry fire shall roll,
To blast the rebel worm,
And beat upon his naked soul,
In one eternal storm.

p /r n HYMN 656> 8s, 7s and 4. *

U *J V) Christ coming to Judgment. \

mf 1 TO! he comes, in clouds descending, \

i-J Once for favored sinners slain; \

Thousand thousand saints attending I

Swell the triumph of his train: *

f Hallelujah;— I

Jesus shall for ever reign. *

2 Every eye shall now behold him, \

Robed in dreadful majesty; *

Those who set at nought, and sold him, *

p Pierced and nailed him to the tree, j

Deeply wailing,— *

<: Shall the great Messiah see. }

mf 3 Every island, sea, and mountain, |

Heaven, and earth shall flee away; J

— All who hate him, must, confounded,

Hear the trump proclaim the day; mp Oome to judgment!—

Oome to judgment,—come away.

— 4 Now the Saviour, long-expected,

See, in solemn pomp, appear! All his saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet him in the air: / Hallelujah!—

See the day of God appear.

nzry HYHN 657, 8s, 7s and 4.

V) tJ / The Judgment welcomed.

f" 1 TO! he cometh,—countless trumpets

■ij Wake to life the slumbering dead: \

Mid ten thousand saints and angels, i

See their great exalted Head: \

ff» Hallelujah!— j

"Welcome, welcome, Son of God! \ j f 2 Full of joyful expectation,

J Saints behold the Judge appear:

\ Truth and justice go before him—

t Now the joyful sentence hear;

\ /" Hallelujah!—

I f Welcome, welcome, Judge divine!

{ 3 "Oome, ye blessed of my Father!

'Enter into life and joy;

> Banish all your fears and sorrows;

'Endless praise be your employ:"

j ./" Hallelujah!—

5 "Welcome, welcome to the skies.

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HYMN 658, C. M.

Everlasting Absence of God intolerable,

* mp 1 'THAT awful day will surely come,

\ J- Th' appointed hour makes haste,—

I When I must stand before my Judge,

| And pass the solemn test.

— 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys!

Thou Sovereign of my heart!
mp How could I bear to hear thy voice
p> Pronounce the sound—Depart!

aff 8 Oh! wretched state of deep despair—
To see my God remove,
And fix my doleful station, where
I must not taste his love!

4 Jesus! I throw my arms around,
And hang upon thy breast;

Without one gracious smile from thee,
My spirit cannot rest.

5 Oh! tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on thy hands;

Show me some promise in thy book,

* Where my salvation stands.

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HYMN 659, C. M.
The Judgment anticipated.

\ mP 1 TS/"HEIsr, rising from the bed of death, I U O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear,

\ I see my Maker face to face,—

| Oh! how shall I appear?

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— 2 If now, while pardon may be found, ■{ And mercy may be sought,

> My heart with inward horror shrinks,

p And trembles at the thought;—

— 3 "When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed, In majesty severe,

And sit in judgment on my soul,— p Oh! how shall I appear?

mp 4 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord I Let mercy set me free;

— While, in the confidence of prayer,
My heart takes hold of thee.

5 For never shall my soul despair
Thy mercy to procure;
Since thy beloved Son has died,
To make that mercy sure.

HYMN 660, 8s, 7s and 4.

The Judgment Trumpet.

660

f" 1 TXARK!—the judgment trumpet sounding £1 Rends the skies, and shakes the poles; Lo I the day, with wrath abounding,

> Breaks upon astonished souls: mp Every creature

Now the awful Judge beholds.

f 2 Jesus, Captain of salvation,

Leads his armies down the skies;

Every kindred, tribe and nation,
From the sleep of death, arise:

Heaven's loud summons
Fills the world with dread surprise.

3 Zion's King, his throne ascending,

Calls his saints before his face;

Crowns, with glory never-ending,

All the children of his grace:
Heaven shall echo ;—

Songs of triumph fill the place.

mp 4 Look beneath, where hell is burning!

> There the sons of darkness lie; p Hope to black despair is turning;

There the worm shall never die: Careless sinner! — < Oh! to Jesus quickly fly.

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