3 Great God, is this our certain doom?
And are we still secure?
Still walking downward to the tomb,
And yet prepar'd no more?
Grant us the powers of quick'ning grace,
To fit our souls to fly;
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky.
HYMN 64. L. M.
God the glory and defence of Zion.
'H The seat of thy Creator's grace;
APPY the church, thou sacred place,
Thine holy courts are his abode,
Thou earthly palace of our God.
2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates
A guard of heavenly warriors waits;
Nor shall thy deep foundations move,
Fix'd on his counsels and his love.
3 Thy foes in vain designs engage;
Against his throne in vain they rage;
Like sing waves, with angry roar,
That dash and die upon the shore.
Then let our souls in Zion dwell,
Nor fear the wrath of Rome and hell;
His arms embrace this happy ground,
Like brazen bulwarks built around.
5 God is our shield, and God our sun;
Swift as the fleeting moments rum,
On us he sheds new beams of grace,
And we reflect his brightest praise.
The hope of heaven our support under trials
HEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come,
And storms of sorrow fall;
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all:
4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
HYMN 66. C. M.
A prospect of heaven makes death easy.
THERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign,
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-with'ring flow'rs;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from our's.
3 [Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dress'd in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between
3 Great God, is this our certain doom?
And are we still secure?
Still walking downward to the tomb,
And yet prepar'd no more?
4 Grant us the powers of quick'ning grace,
To fit our souls to fly;
Then, when we drop his dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky.
HYMN 64. L. M.
God the glory and defence of Zion. 'H The seat of thy Creator's grace; APPY the church, thou sacred place,
Thine holy courts are his abode,
Thou earthly palace of our God.
2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates
A guard of heavenly warriors waits;
Nor shall thy deep foundations move,
Fix'd on his counsels and his love.
3 Thy foes in vain designs engage;
Against his throne in vain they rage;
Like sing waves, with angry roar,
That dash and die upon the shore.
4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell,
Nor fear the wrath of Rome and hell;
His arms embrace this happy ground,
Like brazen bulwarks built around.
But tim'rous mortals start and shrink,
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger, shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.]
5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise-
And see the Canaan, that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes:
Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er;
Not Jordan's stream,nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.
HYMN 67. C. M.
God's eternal dominion.
YREAT God! how infinite art thou!
'G what worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made;
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.
S Nature and time quite naked lie
To thine immense survey,
From the formation of the sky,
To the great burning day.
4 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in thy view;
To thee, there's nothing old appears-
Great God! there's nothing new.
5 Our lives thro' various scenes are drawn. And wex'd with trifling cares;
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