1. WHY do 9:23 2-4 SWAN. we mourn de-part-ing friends, Or shake at death's alarms? 3 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to Sel. 138. (Stanza 1 in Music.) [H. 622. 3. O wretched state of deep despair, To see my God remove, 2. Are we not tending upward too, As fast as time can move? Nor should we wish our hours more To keep us from our love. [slow And fix my doleful station, where I must not taste his love. 4. Jesus, I throw my arms around, And hang upon thy breast; Without a gracious smile from thee, My spirit cannot rest. Sel. 140. DARK [H. 235. ARK was the night, and cold the ground On which the Lord was laid; His sweat as drops of blood ran down, 2. "Father, remove this bitter cup, 3. Go to the garden, sinner, see 4. Then learn of Him the cross to bear, saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be, How bright their glories be. Sel. 141. [eyes, [H. 674. 3. The almighty Former of the skies (Stanza 1 in Music.) 2. Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3. I ask them, whence their victory came? They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4. They mark'd the footsteps that He trod, 5. Our glorious leader claims our praise 56 COLCHESTER. C. M. English. SAN NA to the Prince of light, That clothed him-self in clay; Enter'd the iron gates of death, And tore the bars a-way. Sel. 144. [H. 244.3. No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground: (Stanza 1 in Music, 6 omitted.) 2. Death is no more the king of dread, Since our Immanuel rose; He took the tyrant's sting away, And spoil'd our hellish foes. 3. See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, And to his Father flies, With scars of honor in his flesh, 4. There our exalted Saviour reigns, 5. Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, He comes to make his blessings flow, Far as the curse is found. CORONATION. C. M. hail the pow'r of Jesus' name, Let angels pros-trate fall; Bring forth the roy - al dia dem, And crown Him Lord of all; Bring Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me Sel. 149. [H. 400. 3. How should our songs like those above, With warm devotion rise! (Stanza 1 in Music.) 2. Soon as the morn the light reveal'd, His praises tuned my tongue; And when the evening shades prevail'd, His love was all my song. 3. In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, And when I read his holy word, 4. But now, when evening shade prevails, 5. Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail, I know thy mercy cannot fail, Sel. 150. (Stanza 5 omitted.) [H. 461. 2. But souls enlighten'd from above, They see what wisdom, power, and love, COME, thou Desire of all thy saints, 3. The vital savor of his name Our humble strains attend; While with our praises and complaints, Low at thy feet we bend. 2. When we thy wondrous glories hear, Restores their fainting breath; 4. Till God diffuse his graces down, |