To triumph o'er the monster, death, mf 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, 3 If sin be pardon'd, I'm secure ; Faith gives a hope, that shall endure, mf 4 Now to the God of victory Be thanks for all his love, Who makes us conqu'rors, while we die, 4.88. (ii. 65.) aff WATTS. C. M. St. Martin's. Archdale. Hope of Heaven. 1 WHEN I can read my title clear 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, May I but safely reach my home, 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast! > WATTS. Woodstock. Arlington. Vision of Christ at Death. 1 "NOW let me die!"-"Twas Simeon's word; "And close my peaceful eyes! I've seen thy great salvation, Lord 2 JESUS! the Gentiles' joyful light, O, that, in death, of Thee the sight mp 3 Then, while the pulse of life grows weak, A mortal paleness on my cheek, f WATTS. St. Ann's. Marlow, 1 THERE is a house, not made with hands, And here my spirit waiting stands, 2 Shortly this prison of my clay 8 'Tis He, by his almighty grace, 4 We walk by faith of joys to come; But, while the body is our home, 5 The future, promis'd good we love ; Aff O, that we now, in heav'n above, $491. (ii. 66.) C. M. Prospect of Heaven. WATTS. Nichols. Jordan. mf 1 THERE is a land of pure delight, 2 There everlasting spring abides, Death, like a narrow sea, divides 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 4 But tim'rous mortals start, and shrink And linger, shiv'ring on the brink, 5 0, could we make our doubts remove, mf 6 Could we but climb, where Moses stood, 492. mp Not Jordan's stream, not death's cold flood (i. 18.) WATTS. C.M. Woodstock. Arlington. Blessed are they, who die in the Lord. Rev. 14. 1 HEAR what the voice from heav'n proclaims For all the pious dead! Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2 They die in Jesus, and are blest ; From suff'rings and from sins at rest, mf 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, The labors of their mortal life 493. WATTS. End of the Righteous. mp 1 0, FOR the happy end Of him, who peaceful dies, Who, as the weepers o'er him bend, 471. 8, 7 & 4. Mourner Comforted. Oliphant. Tamworth. mf 1 JESUS, o'er the grave victorious, Rose the first fruits from the dead! mp 2 Why, then, mourner, art thou weeping, While the form, which thou didst love, Safe in JESUS now is sleeping, mf And will rise to heav'n above? Rise to dwell in heav'n above! 3 Cease, then, all thy bitter wailing: Thou shalt meet the form beloved! ALLEN. Mount Vernon. Greenville. Mourners consoled. 1 CEASE, ye mourners, cease to sorrow 2 Though the form, so lov'd and lovely, 3 It were sad and melancholy, 4 One, that lives, beyond death's power, One, that finds a peaceful bower Aff 5 Blessed JESUS! when we, dying, 473. Seek thy guidance through the gloom, 8 & 7. Mourner comforted. ALLEN. Sicily. Greenville. 1 MOURNER! wert thou one, that dreameth 2 But, as thou art well persuaded, mf 3 Hark! th' arch angel's trump is ringing! mf 4 Dost thou see thy friend arising Destin'd,-O the thought surprising!- mp 5 Why then, mourner, art thou weeping? f 6 Risen Savior! let a gleaming < ALLEN. Nineveh. Wantage. A Warning from the Grave. 1 BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven! 2 Death rides on ev'ry passing breeze, |