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Psalm LXXII.

JESUS shall reign where'er the sun

Does his successive journeys run ;

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

For Him shall endless prayer be made,
And princes throng to crown His Head;
His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
With every morning sacrifice;

3 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song,
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His Name.

4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains; The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

5 Where He displays His healing power, Death and the curse are known no more; In Him the tribes of Adam boast

More blessings than their father lost.

6 Let every creature rise, and bring
Peculiar honours to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the long Amen!

Amen.

I. Watts.

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FATHER of mercies, in Thy Word

What endless glory shines!
For ever be Thy name adored

For these celestial lines :

Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around,
And life and everlasting joys

Attend the blissful sound.

3 O may the heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight,

And still new beauties may we see,
And still increasing light.

4 Divine Instructor, glorious Lord, Be Thou for ever near;

Teach us to love Thy sacred Word,

And find the Saviour there.

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1 GOD, in the gospel of his Son,

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Makes His eternal counsels known ;
Here love in all its glory shines,
And truth is drawn in fairest lines.

A. Steele.

The prisoner here may break his chains;
The weary rest from all his pains;
The captive feel his bondage cease;

The mourner find the way of peace.

3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes
A brighter world beyond the skies;
Here shines the light which guides our way
From earth to realms of endless day.

4 O grant us grace, Almighty Lord,
To see Thy light, to know Thy word;
Its truths with meekness to receive,
And by its holy precepts live. Amen.
B. Beddome.

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ASLEEP in Jesus! blessèd sleep,
From which none ever wakes to weep,
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes!

2 Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet
To be for such a slumber meet,
With holy confidence to sing
That death has lost his venomed sting!

3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest,
Whose waking is supremely blest!
No fear, no woe, shall dim the hour
That manifests the Saviour's power.

4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me May such a blissful refuge be! Securely shall my ashes lie,

Waiting the summons from on high. Amen.

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EARTH to earth, and dust to dust,
Lord, we own the sentence just;

Head and tongue, and hand and heart,
All in guilt have borne their part;
Righteous is the common doom,
All must moulder in the tomb.

Like the seed in spring-time sown,
Like the leaves in autumn strown,
Low these goodly frames must lie,
All our pomp and glory die ;
Soon the Spoiler seeks his prey,
Soon he bears us all away.

3 Yet the seed, upraised again,

Clothes with green the smiling plain;
Onward as the seasons move,
Leaves and blossoms deck the grove;
And shall we forgotten lie,
Lost for ever, when we die?

4 Lord, from nature's gloomy night Turn we to the Gospel's light; Thou didst triumph o'er the grave, Thou wilt all Thy people save; Ransomed by Thy Blood, the just Rise immortal from the dust. Amen. 7. H. Gurney.

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Dies ira! dies illa.

DAY of wrath! O day of mourning!
See fulfilled the prophet's warning!
Heaven and earth to ashes burning!

O what fear the sinner rendeth,

When from heaven the Judge descendeth,
On whose sentence all dependeth !

3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth,
Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth,
All before the Throne it bringeth.

4 Death is struck, and nature quaking, All creation is awaking,

To its Judge an answer making. 5 Lo, the Book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded! Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 When the Judge His seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth.

7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading,
Who for me be interceding,

When the just are mercy needing?
8 King of Majesty tremendous,
Who dost free Salvation send us,
Fount of pity, then befriend us!

9 Think, kind Jesu, my salvation
Caused Thy wondrous Incarnation,
Leave me not to reprobation.

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