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HYMN 91. B. 2. C. M.
Braintree, Barby.

The glory of Christ in heaven.

1 O THE delights, the heavenly joys, The glories of the place,

Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams Of his o'erflowing grace.

2 Sweet majesty and awful love
Sit smiling on his brow;

And all the glorious ranks above
At humble distance bow.

3 [Princes to his imperial name

Bend their bright sceptres down; Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice To see him wear the crown.

4 Archangels sound his lofty praise
Through every heavenly street,
And lay their highest honours down
Submissive at his feet.]

5 Those soft, those blessed feet of his, That once rude iron tore,

High on a throne of light they stand,
And all the saints adore.

6 His head, the dear majestic head,
That cruel thorns did wound,
See what immortal glories shine,
And circle it around!

7 This is the Man, th' exalted Man,
Whom we, unseen, adore!

But, when our eyes behold his face,
Our hearts shall love him more.

8 [Lord! how our souls are all on fire To see thy blest abode :

Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praise
To our incarnate God!

9 And while our faith enjoys this sight,
We long to leave our clay;
And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord,
To fetch our souls away.]

HYMN 75. B. 2. C. M.
Christmas, Hymn Second, Pembroke.


Spiritual and eternal joys; or, the beatific sight of Christ. 1 FROM thee, my God, my joys shall rise, And run eternal rounds,

Beyond the limits of the skies,
And all created bounds.

2 The holy triumphs of my soul Shall death itself out-brave, Leave dull mortality behind,

And fly beyond the grave.

3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns, In heaven's unmeasur'd space,

I'll spend a long eternity

In pleasure, and in praise.

4 Millions of years my wondering eyes Shall o'er thy beauties rove;

And endless ages I'll adore
The glories of thy love.

5 [Sweet Jesus! every smile of thine
Shall fresh endearments bring,
And thousand tastes of new delight
From all thy graces spring.

6 Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul Up to thy blest abode;

Fly, for my spirit longs to see
My Saviour, and my God.]

I CANNOT persuade myself to put a full period to these divine Hymns, until I have addressed a special SONG OF GLORY to God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spir it. Though the Latin name of it, Gloria Patri, be retained in the English nation from the Roman Church; and though there may be some excesses of superstitious honour paid to the words of it, which may have wrought some unhappy prejudices in weaker Christians, yet I believe it still to be one of the noblest parts of Christian worship. The subject of it is the doctrine of the Trinity, which is that peculiar glory of the Divine Nature, that our Lord Jesus Christ has so clearly revealed unto men, and is so necessary to true Christianity. The action is praise, which is the most complete and exalted part of heavenly worship. I have cast the song into a variety of forms, and have fitted it by a plain version, or a larger paraphrase, to be sung either alone, or at the conclusion of another Hymn. I have added also a few Hosannas, or ascrip. tions of salvation to Christ, in the same manner, and for the same end.


(Those of each metre are placed together, beginning with L. M.) HYMN 26. B. 3. 1st L. M. Old Hundred, Bath.


A song of praise to the ever-blessed TRINITY, GOD the FATH ER, SON, and SPIRIT.

1 BLESS'D be the Father and his love,
To whose celestial source we owe
Rivers of endless joy above,

And rills of comfort here below.
2 Glory to thee, great Son of God,
From whose dear wounded body rolls.
A precious stream of vital blood,
Pardon and life for dying souls.
3 We give the sacred Spirit praise,
Who in our hearts of sin and wo
Makes living springs of grace arise,
And into boundless glory flow.

4 Thus God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, we adore,
That sea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore,


HYMN 29. B. 3. 2d L. M.
Quercy, Green's Hundredth, Bath.
1 GLORY to God the Trinity,
Whose name has mysteries unknown;
In essence One, in person Three ;
A social nature, yet alone.

2 When all our noblest powers are join'd
The honours of thy name to raise,
Thy glories over-match our mind,
And angels faint beneath the praise.


HYMN 32. B. 3. 3d L. M. TO God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven.

HYMN 33. B. 3. L. M.

Or thus.

ALL glory to thy wondrous name,
Father of mercy, God of love;

Thus we exalt the Lord, the Lamb,
And thus we praise the heavenly Dove.


HYMN 27. B. 3. 1st C. M.
Bray, St. Martins.
1 GLORY to God the Father's name,
Who, from our sinful race,
Chose out his favourites to proclaim
The honours of his grace.

2 Glory to God the Son be paid,
Who dwelt in humble clay,
And, to redeem us from the dead,
Gave his own life away.

3 Glory to God the Spirit give,
From whose almighty power
Our souls their heavenly birth derive,
And bless the happy hour.

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4 Glory to God that reigns above,
Th' eternal Three in One,
Who by the wonders of his love
Has made his nature known.


HYMN 30. B. 3. 2d C. M.

1 THE God of mercy be ador'd,
Who calls our souls from death,
Who saves by his REDEEMING WORD,
And new-creating breath.

2 To praise the Father, and the Son, And Spirit all divine,

The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join.

669 HYMN 34. B. 3. 3d C. M.

NOW let the Father and the Son,
And Spirit be ador'd,

Where there are works to make him known,
Or saints to love the Lord.

670} HYMN 35. B. 3. C. M.

Or thus.

HONOUR to thee, Almighty Three,
And everlasting One;

All glory to the Father be,
The Spirit, and the Son.

671 The 2d at the end of the Psalms. C. I M. LET God the Father, and the Son,

And Spirit be ador'd,

Where there are works to make him known,

Or saints to love the Lord.

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