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These keep the guard amidst Salem's dear bowers;

GENERAL HYMNS.

Thrones, Principalities, Virtues, and Powers; [ Four, Where with the Living Ones, mystical Cherubim, Seraphim bow and adore.

Then, when the earth was first poised in mid space,

Then, when the planets first sped on their race, [ ploy Then, when were ended the six days' em­Then all the sons of GOD shouted for joy. Still let them succour us; still let them fight, LORD of angelie hosts, battling for right; Till, where their anthems they cease­lessly pour,

We with the Angels may bow and adore. A Amen. bet gans

" Eye hath not seen nor ear heard, nel­ther have entered into the heart of man the things which GOD hath prepared for them that love Him. But GOD hath revealed them unto us by Ilis SPIRIT."

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LIGHT'S abode, Celestial Salem, Vision whence true peace doth spring, Brighter than the heart can fancy, Mansion of the Highest King; O how glorious are the praises Which of thee the prophets sing! There for ever and for ever Alleluia is out- poured; For unending, for unbroken Is the feast- day of the LORD; All is pure, and all is holy

That within thy walls is stored. There no cloud nor passing vapour Dims the brightness of the air; Endless noon- day, glorious noon- day, From the Sun of suns is there; There no night brings rest from labour, For unknown are toil and care.

O how glorious and resplendent, Fragile body, shalt thou be, When endued with so much beauty, Full of health, and strong and free, Full of vigour, full of pleasure That shall last eternally!

Now with gladness, now with courage Bear the burden on thee laid, That hereafter these thy labours May with endless gifts be paid, And in everlasting glory,

Thou with brightness be array'd. Laud and honour to the FATHER, Laud and honour to the SON, Land and honour to the SPIRIT, Ever THREE and ever ONE, Consubstantial, Co- eternal,

Whlle unending ages run. Amen.

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" Our conversation Is in heaven."

323 JERUSALEM on high

My home when'er I die, My song and city is, The centre of my bliss: O happy place! When shall I be,

My GOD, with Thee, To see Thy Face t

There dwells my LORD, my King, There Angels to Him sing, Judged here unfit to live; And lowly homage give: O happy place!

When shall 1 be,

My GOD, with Thee, To see Thy Face?

The Patriarchs of old

There from their travels cease; The Prophets there behold Their longed- for Prince of Peace O happy place!

When shall I be, My GOD, with Thee, To see Thy Face?

The LAMB'S Apostles there I might with joy behold, The harpers I might hear Harping on harps of gold; O happy place! When shall I be, My GOD, with Thee, To see Thy Face?

The bleeding Martyrs, they

Within these courts are found, Clothèd in pure array,

Their scars with glory crowned O happy place! When shall I be,

My GOD, with Theo,

To see Thy Face?

Ah me! ah me! that I

In Kedar's tents here stay;

No place like that on high; LORD, thither guide my way: O happy place

When shall I be,

My GOD, with Thee, To see Thy Face? Amen.

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" The Paradise of GOD." O PARADISE, O Paradise,

Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the happy land Where they that loved are blest f Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In GOD'S most holy sight.