XII. JUDGMENT.

HYMN 192. C. M.

WHEN, rising from the bed of death,

O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,

I see my Maker, face to face,
Oh, how shall I appear!

2 If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,

My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought;

3 When thou, O LORD, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe,

And sit in judgment on my soul,

Oh, how shall I appear!

4 But thou hast told the troubled mind,
Who does her sins lament,

That faith in CHRIST'S atoning blood
Shall endless wo prevent.

5 Then never shall my soul despair
Her pardon to procure,

Who knows thine only Son has died
To make that pardon sure.

HYMN 193. S. M.

AND will the Judge descend?

And must the dead arise?
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?

2 And from his righteous lips

Shall this dread sentence sound;
And through the num'rous guilty throng
Spread black despair around?"

3 "Depart from me, accursed,
To everlasting flame,

For rebel angels first prepared,
Where mercy never came."

4 How will my heart endure

The terrors of that day,

When earth and heaven before his face
Astonish'd shrink away?

5 But, ere the trumpet shakes

The mansions of the dead,

Hark, from the Gospel's cheering sound,
What joyful tidings spread!

6 Ye sinners, seek his grace,

Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of his cross,
And find salvation there.

7 So shall that curse remove,
By which the Saviour bled;

And the last awful day shall pour
His blessings on your head.

HYMN 194. II. 7.

GREAT GOD, what do I see and hear

end of things created:

The Judge of man I see appear,
On clouds of glory seated.

The trumpet sounds, the graves restore
The dead which they contain'd before;
Prepare, my soul, to meet him.

2 The dead in CHRIST shall first arise
At the last trumpet's sounding,
Caught up to meet him in the skies,
With joy their LORD surrounding:
No gloomy fears their souls dismay,
His presence sheds eternal day

On those prepared to meet him.
3 But sinners, fill'd with guilty fears,
Behold his wrath prevailing;

For they shall rise, and find their tears
And sighs are unavailing.

The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,
All unprepared to meet him.

4 Great GOD, what do I see and hear!
The end of things created:
The Judge of man I see appear,
On clouds of glory seated:
Beneath his cross I view the day
When heaven and earth shall pass away
And thus prepare to meet him.

HYMN 195. III. 1.

St. Luke xiii. 24-27.

SEEK, my soul, the narrow gate,
Enter ere it be too late;

Many ask to enter there,
When too late to offer prayer.
2 GOD from mercy's seat shall rise,
And for ever bar the skies:

Then, though sinners cry without,
He will say, "I know you not."
3 Mournfully will they exclaim;
"LORD, we have profess'd thy name
We have eat with thee, and heard
Heav'nly teaching in thy word."

4 Vain, alas, will be their plea, Workers of iniquity;

Sad their everlasting lot;

CHRIST will say, "I know you not."

OH

XIII. ETERNITY.

HYMN 196. S. M.

! where shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul?

"Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound,

Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give

The bliss for which we sigh:
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above,

Unmeasured by the flight of years:
And all that life is love.

4 There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath:
Oh what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death!

5 LORD GOD of truth and grace,
Teach us that death to shun,
Lest we be driven from thy face,
For evermore undone.

HYMN 197. C.M.

2 Cor. iv. 18.

HOW long shall earth's alluring toys

Detain our hearts and eyes,

Regardless of immortal joys,

And strangers to the skies!

2 These transient scenes will soon decay,
They fade upon the sight;

And quickly will their brightest day
Be lost in endless night.

3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain!
With conscious sighs we own;
While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain,
O'ershade the smiling noon.

4 O,could our thoughts and wishes fly
Above these gloomy shades,

To those bright worlds beyond the sky,
Which sorrow ne'er invades !

5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes,
Or reason's feeble ray,

In ever blooming prospects rise,
Unconscious of decay.

6 LORD, send a beam of light divine,
To guide our upward aim:
With one reviving touch of thine
Our languid hearts inflame.

7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing,

Our ardent wishes rise,

To those bright scenes where pleasures spring
Immortal in the skies.

HYMN 198. C. M.

COME, LORD, and warm each languid heart,

Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of heaven impart
Their influence to our song.
2 Sorrow, and pain, and every care,
And discord there shall cease;
And perfect joy, and love sincere,
Adorn the realms of peace.
3 The soul from sin for ever free,
Shall mourn.its power no more;
But, clothed in spotless purity,
Redeeming love adore.

4 There, on a throne how dazzling bright,
Th' exalted Saviour shines;

And beams inefable delight
On all the heavenly minds.

5 There shall the followers of the Lamb
Join in immortal songs;

And endless honours to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.

6 LORD, tune our hearts to praise and love,
Our feeble notes inspire;

Till, in thy blissful courts above,
We join th' angelic choir.

HYMN 199. C. M.

THERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;.

Eternal day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-fading flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea divides
This heav'nly land from ours.

3 Bright fields, beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dress'd in living green;

So to the Jews fair Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.

4 But tim'rous mortals start, and shrink
To cross the narrow sea;
And linger, trembling 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 faith's illumined eyes!

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.

HYMN 200. C. M.

SHOULD nature's charms, to please the eye,
In sweet assemblage join,

All nature's charms would droop and die,
JESUS, compared with thine.

2 Vain were her fairest beams display'd,
And vain her blooming store;

Her brightness languishes to shade,
Her beauty is no more.

3 But, ah, how far from mortal sight
The LORD of glory dwells!

A veil of interposing night
His radiant face conceals.

4 0,could my longing spirit rise
On strong immortal wing,
And reach thy palace in the skies,
My Saviour and my King!

5 There thousands worship at thy feet,
And there, divine employ,
The triumphs of thy love repeat
In songs of endless joy.

6 Thy presence beams eternal day
O'er all the blissful place;

Who would not drop this load of clay,
And die to see thy face?

WH

Revelation vii. 9, &c.

HO are these in bright array ?
This innumerable throng,
Round the altar, night and day
Tuning their triumphant song?
"Worthy is the Lamb once slain,
Blessing, honour, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain;

New dominion every hour."
2 These through fiery trials trod;
These from great affliction came;
Now before the throne of GOD,
Seal'd with his eternal name:
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor palms in every hand,

Through their great Redeemer's might
More than conquerors they stand.

3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown
On immortal fruits they feed;