As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless Redeeming love.
3 Mourning souls dry up your tears,
Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Cancell❜d by Redeeming love !

4 Ye, alas! who long have been
Willing slaves of death and sin;
Now from bliss no longer rove,
Stop-and taste Redeeming love!
5 Welcome all by sin oppress'd,
Welcome to your Saviour's breast;
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but Redeeming love!

6 Hither then your music bring,
Strike aloud each joyful string;
Mortals join the hosts above,
Join to praise Redeeming love.

HYMN LXXXVII. C. M.

1ET ev'ry mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejoice;

U. C. F.

The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.

2 Rivers of love and mercy here
In a rich ocean join ;

3

Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.

3 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day;
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.

1

HYMN LXXXVIII. P. M.

U. C. F.

JESUS! transporting sound!
The joy of earth and heav'n;

No other help is found,

No other name is giv❜n,

By which we can salvation have,

But Jesus came the world to save.

Jesus! harmonious name!

It charms the hosts above;

They evermore proclaim,
And wonder at his love;

'Tis all their happiness to gaze,
'Tis heaven to see our Jesu's face.

His name the sinner hears,
And is from sin set free;

'Tis music in his ears;

Tis life and victory;

New songs do now his lips employ,
And dances his glad heart for joy.

4

5

O unexampled love!

O all-redeeming grace!
How swiftly didst thou move
To save a fallen race;

What shall I do to make it known,
What thou for all mankind hast done?

O for a trumpet's voice,

On all the world to call;
To bid their hearts rejoice

In him who dy'd for all!

For all my Lord was crucify'd,
For all, for all my Saviour dy'd!

HYMN LXXXIX. P. M.

1 REJOICE, the Lord is King;

U. C. F.

Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore :
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

2 Jesus the Saviour reigns,

The Lord of truth and love,
When he had purg'd our stains
He took his seat above :

Lift up, &c.

3 His kingdom cannot fail,

He rules o'er earth and heav'n;

The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus giv'n;

Lift up, &c.

4 He sits at God's right-hand,
Till all his foes submit ;
And bow at his command,
And fall beneath his feet:

Lift up, &c.

5 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge is come; And take his servants up

To their eternal home.

We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound, rejoice!

1 PLUN

U. C. F.

LUNG'D in a gulph of dark despair
We wretched sinners lay,

Without one cheering beam of hope,
Or spark of glimm'ring day.

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of Grace Beheld our helpless grief:

He saw, and (0 amzing love!)
He ran to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste he fled;
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead,

4 0 for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,

And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.

5 Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.

HYMN XCI. L. M.

1HOW

U. C. F.

OW shall I speak th' eternal God, Whose works with wonder here I view; So wise and pow'rful, great and good,

No tongue can reach, nor thought can
know.

2 Fain would I mount th' eternal skies,
And waft a tribute to thy praise;
But ah how soon my ardor dies!
How faint and languid are my lays!
3 Assist me heav'nly pow'rs to sing,
Nor let my poor devotions die;
And while I strike the loudest string,
Swift bear it through the trackless sky.

4 Lord, had I a thousand harps and tongues, A thousand tongues should all be thine; O for a thousand nobler songs,

To praise in accents more divine!

5 How oft I strive to soar above

And stretch my wings, but strive in vain
For if from earth I just remove,
How soon I sink to earth again!

6 'Tis not for mortals here below
To sing the wond'rous theme of heav'n :