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MONIMUNIS

HYMN 67.

2-6's& 4-7's.

row weak the thoughts, and vain, Of self- deluding men; Men, who, fix'd to earth alone,

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Think their houses shall endure, Fondly call their lands their own, To their distant heirs secure. 2 How happy then are we,

Who build, O Lord, on thee! What can our foundation shock? Though the shatter'd earth remove, Stands our city on a rock,

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On the rock of heavenly Love. A house we call our own, Which cannot be o'erthrown: In the general ruin sure,

Storms and earthquakes it defies; Built immovably secure;

Built eternal in the skies.

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DESCRIBING HEAVEN.

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4 High on Immanuel's land We see the fabric stand; From a tottering world remove To our steadfast mansion there: Our inheritance above

Cannot pass from heir to heir.

Those amaranthine bowers ( Unalienably ours) Bloom, our infinite reward,

Rise, our permanent abode; From the founded world prepared, Purchased by the blood of God.

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O might we quickly find The place for us design'd; See the long- expected day

Of our full redemption here: Let the shadows flee away,

Let the new- made world appear.

High on thy great white throne, O King of Saints, come down; In the New Jerusalem

Now triumphantly descend; Let the final trump proclaim Joys begun which ne'er shall end.

HYMN 68.

4-8's& 2-6's.

HOW happy is the pilgrim's lot!

How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear! Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here.

2 His happiness in part is mine, Already saved from low design, From every creature- love, Blest with the scorn of finite good, My soul is lighten'd of its load, And seeks the things above.

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4 I have no babes to hold me here, But children more securely dear For mine I humbly claim, Better than daughters or than sons, Temples divine of living stones, Inscribed with Jesu's name.

3 The things eternal I pursue; A happiness beyond the view Of those that basely pant For things by nature felt and seen; Their honours, wealth, and pleasures

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I neither have nor want

5 No foot of land do I possess, No cottage in this wilderness, A poor wayfaring man, I lodge awhile in tents below; Or gladly wander to and fro, Till I my Canaan gain.

6 Nothing on earth I call my own; A stranger, to the world unknown, I all their goods despise;

I trample on their whole delight, And seek a country out of sight, A country in the skies.

7 There is my house and portion fair, My treasure and my heart are there, And my abiding home;

For me my elder brethren stay,

And angels beckon me away,

And Jesus bids me come.

8 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies;­I come to meet thee in the skies,

And claim my heavenly rest!

Now let the pilgrim's journey end: Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, Receive me to thy breast!

HYMN 69.

6-8's.

1 HOU, Lord, on whom I still depend, Shalt keep me faithful to the end:"

I trust thy truth, and love, and power, Shall save me to the latest hour; And, when I lay this body down, Reward with an immortal crown.

2 Jesus, in thy great Name I go To conquer death, my final foe! And when I quit this cumbrous clay, And soar on angels' wings away, My soul the second death defies, And reigns eternal in the skies.

3 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, What Christ hath for his saints prepared, Who conquer through their Saviour's might,

Who sink into perfection's height, And trample death beneath their feet, And gladly die their Lord to meet.

4 Dost thou desire to know and see What thy mysterious name shall be? Contending for thy heavenly home, Thy latest foe in death o'ercome; Till then thou searchest out in vain, What only conquest can explain.

HYMN 70.

8's.

LONG to

¹ with glory and light from above, The King in his beauty display'd, His beauty of holiest love:

I languish and sigh to be there, Where Jesus hath fix'd his abode: O when shall we meet in the air, And fly to the mountain of God!