4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;

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And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat.

1 Were all our hopes and all our fears
Confined within life's narrow bound;
If, travelers through this vale of tears,
We saw no better world beyond;

2 Did not a sunbeam break the gloom,
And not a floweret smile beneath,-
Who could exist in such a tomb?

Who dwell amid the shades of death?

3 And such were life without the ray
From our divine religion given:
'Tis this that makes our darkness day;

"T is this that makes our earth a heaven

4 Bright is the golden sun above,

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And beautiful the flowers that bloom,
And all is joy, and all is love,

Reflected from a world to come.

P. M.

10 HAD I wings like a dove, I'd fly
Away from this world of care;

My soul would mount to the realms on high,
And seek for a refuge there.

But is there no heaven here below,

No hope for the wounded breast?

No hallowing spot where content has birth,
And where I may find a rest?

2 There is, there is, in Thy holy Word,
Thy Word which can ne'er depart,
There is a promise of mercy stored
For them who are lowly of heart.
My yoke is easy, my burden light-
O come unto me for rest!"

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This, this is the promise of mercy, stored
For the wounded and weary breast.

8s. M.

1 How precious when first I believed,
Did Jesus my Saviour appear!
When him as my Lord I received
To me above all he was dear.
All glory, dominion, and praise,
To him who hath loved us be given,
By all who on earth feel his grace,
By all who behold him in heaven.

2 With joy when my cup runneth o'er,
When smiles this vain world upon me,
My soul is transported still more
My precious Redeemer to see.
Dominion, and glory, and might,
Forever and ever be paid,
To Jesus our Joy and Delight,

In robes of salvation arrayed.

3 Thro' death's gloomy vale when I tread, And when the grave's terrors appear,

No danger or evil I'll dread,

For Jesus, my Lord, will be there.

His praises forever we'll sing

Who's willing and mighty to save,
Who took from the monster his sting,
And spoiled of its terror the grave.

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12s. & 11s. M.

1 How sweet to reflect on the joys that await us, In yon blissful region, the haven of rest!

Where glorified spirits with welcome shall greet

us,

And lead us to mansions prepared for the blest. Encircled with light, and with glory enshrouded, Our happiness perfect, our mind's sky unclouded, We'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded, And range with delight through the Eden of Love.

2 While legions angelic, with harps tuned celestial, Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, The saints, as they come from the regions terrestrial,

In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise. Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo through heaven;

Our souls will respond, To Immanuel be given, All glory, all honor, all might and dominion,

Who brought us through grace to the Eden of Love!

3 Then hail, blessed state, hail, ye seraphs of glory! Ye angels of light, we'll soon meet you above, And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, Salvation from sorrow through ransoming

Love!

Though prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation
Already our souls feel a sweet prelibation
Of joys that await us, the joys of salvation,
Reserved for mankind in the Eden of Love!

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250.

THE TRIUMPHS OF GRACE.

1 SING, ye redeemed of the Lord,
Your great Deliverer sing,
Pilgrims,for Zion's city bound,
Be joyful in your King.

2 A hand divine shall lead you on
Through all the blissful road,
Till to the sacred mount you rise,
And see your Father, God.

3 Bright garlands of immortal joy
Shall bloom on every head;
While sorrow, sighing, and distress,
Like shadows, all are fled.

4 March on in your Redeemer's strength;
Pursue His footsteps still;
And let the prospect cheer your eye,
While laboring up the hill.

1 HARK! the song of jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunders roar,
Or the fullness of the sea,

When it breaks upon the shore;-
Hallelujah to the Lord!

God omnipotent shall reign:

Hallelujah! let the word

Echo round the earth and main.

2 Hallelujah!-hark! the sound,

Heard through earth and thro' the skies Wakes above, beneath, around,

All creation's harmonies:

See Jehovah's banner furled,

Sheathed His sword; He speaks-'t is done, And the kingdoms of this world

Are the kingdoms of His Son.

3 He shall reign from pole to pole.
With supreme, unbounded sway;
He shall reign though, like a scroll,
Yonder heavens shall pass away;
Then the end;-beneath His rod
Man's last enemy shall fall:
Hallelujah! Christ in God,
God in Christ, is All in all.

1 HAIL to the brightness of Zion's glad morning.
Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ;
Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning,
Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.

2 Lo! in the desert rich flowers are springing,
Streams ever copious are gliding along;
Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing,
Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.

3 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning,
Long by the prophets of Israel foretold;
Hail to the millions from bondage returning,
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.

4 See, from all lands-from the isles of the ocean; Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;

Fallen are the engines of war and commotion,
Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.

1 Lo! what a glorious sight appears

To our believing eyes!

WATTS.