6 There all together we shall meet,
Together we shall sing;
A countless throng,

To swell the song

Of Moses and the Lamb.

XXX. 8, 8, 11, 8. MS. Altered.
Hope in Trouble.

WH

HEN sorrows encompass me round,
And many distresses I see,

Astonish'd, I cry, can a mortal be found,
Surrounded with troubles like me?

2 Few seasons of peace I enjoy,

And they are succeeded by pain;
If e'er a few moments in praise I employ,
I have hours and days to complain.

3 O when will my sorrows subside;
O when will my sufferings cease;
O when to the bosom of Christ be convey'd,
In the mansions of glory and bliss.

4 May I be prepar'd for that day
When Jesus shall bid me remove;
That I may in raptures go shouting away
To the arms of my heavenly love.
5 My spirit to glory convey'd,
My body laid low in the ground;

I wish not a tear at my grave to be shed:
Let all join in praising around.

6 No sorrow be vented that day,

When Jesus hath called me home;
With singing and shouting let brethren say,
"He's gone from the evil to come.”

7 If souls disembodied can know,
Or visit their brethren beneath,

My spirit shall join you, as shouting you go,` And leave all my cares in the grave. 8 Immers'd in the ocean of love,

My soul like an angel shall sing,

'Till Christ shall descend with a shout from above,

And make all creation to ring.

9 Our bodies, in dust, shall obey,

And swifter than thought shall arise;
Then chang'd in a moment, go shouting

away

To mansions of love in the skies.

XXXI. 11,8. MS.

Altered.

The Impartial Song. Gal. iii. 28. THE great God of love, now hath shin’d from above,

And hath taught us the impartial song;
The Spirit is come, and the work is begun,
And we all are united in one.

2 Salvation we see for all nations is free,
The members of Christ are all one;

We'll march uniform and undaunted face the storm,

Ever singing the impartiul song.

3 Thus joined in one, the good race we will

run,

Pressing onward in faith without fear;

Such objects pursue as the world never knew,
Never will till the gospel they hear.

4 The Spirit of God now hath taught us the

road,

And the Comforter leads us along ;

The book is unseal'd, Judah's lion takes the field,

And inspires with the impartial song.

5 We'll mount on the wing, and with ardour we'll sing

Hallelujahs to God and the Lamb;

With rapture we'll sound o'er Immanuel's ground,

What a precious Redeemer hath done.

6 That sovereign grace, which assign'd us a place

In the Saviour, ere time had begun,

Will hold us all fast, and present us at last Without blemish to God and the Lamb.

7 O glorious days! when in raptures of praise, Join'd with seraphs in mansions above, Free grace we shall sound, through eternity's round,

And our union still heighten in love.

8 Then let us be true, and our journey pursue Toward heaven our glorious home;

Still rul'd by the word, Christ hath left on record,

Singing glory to Jesus-Amen.

XXXII. 8, 8, 6. MS.

The converted Youth.

WE "HILE I am bless'd with youthful prime

I will adore the sacred Lamb,

That bled and died for me:

Since God inspires my heart with grace,
And lets me see his smiling face,

A pilgrim I will be.

2 I'll leave this world with all its toys,
Pursue those far superior joys,
That do in Jesus dwell:
As Jesus is my God and king,
Immortal triumph I will sing,

O'er all the powers of Hell.
SA frowning world I will defy
And all their flattering charms deny,
Since Jesus is my friend:

Not long have I the storm to stand
In this ensnaring barren land;-
My conflict soon will end.

4 Jesus, my friend, my cause will plead, Conduct my steps, supply my need, And never let me fall:

Jesus will all my foes destroy,

Will be my life, my strength, my joy,
Jesus is all in all.

5 With joy I'll spend my fleeting days,
Sounding abroad his worthy praise,
I'll tell the world his love:
And when I quit this mortal stage
1 shall in sacred strains engage
Among the saints above:

6 Where I shall with my Jesus dwell, In joys beyond what tongue can tell On that immortal shore:

Jesus my

love shall be my joy,

His praise shall be my sweet employ
In Heaven for ever more.

XXXIII. 11s. S

The mercy of God. Psalm lxxxix. 1. 1 THY mercy, my God, is the theme of my

song,

The joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue;

Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections, and bound my soul

fast.

2 Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here, Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair; But thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 3 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart, Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart;

Dissolv'd by thy goodness, I fall to the ground, And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day To th' poor and the needy who knock by the

way;

No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus's sake. 5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell; Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell: "Twas Jesus, my friend, when he hung on the tree,

Who open'd the channel of mercy for me. 6 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And the covenant love of thy crucified son; All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine, Scals mercy and pardon and righteousness