2 God, the high and lofty One,

Filling all eternity,
Through the merits of his Son,
Offers mercy, rich and free.

3 Should we turn our ears away,

From the great and glorious news,
Should we dare to disobey,
And his heav'nly call refuse.

4 How, should we escape his wrath ?

How, its dreadful curse endure
For the fruit of sin is death,
And the awful threat'ning sure.

5 Lord, we thank thee, that we hear

Sounds of mercy from on high,
Let not one among us here,
Stranger to salvation die.

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Glorious.

WATTI.

1 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines,

How high thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand

signs,
By thousands through the skies.

2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r,

Their motion speaks thy skill;
And on the wings of ev'ry hour,

We read thy patience still.
3 But when we view thy grand design

To save rebellious worms, There vengeance and compassion join

In their divinest forms.

4 There the whole Deity is known;

Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone,

The justice or the grace.

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Precious.

KELLY

1

· PRAISE we him, by whose kind

favour, Heav'nly truth has reach'd our ears ; May its sweet reviving savour Fill our hearts, and quell our fears. Truth-how precious is the treasure, Teach us, Lord, its worth to know ; Vain's the hope, and short the pleasure, Which from other sources flow.

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A Feast.

DODDRIDGE,

I THE king of heav'n bis table spreads, 1

And dainties crown the board ; Not paradise, with all its joys,

Could such delight afford.

2 Pardon and peace to dying men,

And endless life, are giv'n, Through the rich blood that Jesus shed

To raise the soul to heav'n.

3 Millions of souls, in glory now,

Were fed and feasted here ;
And millions more, still on the way,

Around the road appear.

4 Yet is his house and heart so large,

That millions more may come;
Nor could the whole assembled world

O’er fill the spacious room.

5 All things are ready-sinners, come;

Nor weak excuses frame:
Crowd to the glorious gospel-feast,
And bless the Saviour's name.

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7's. Welcome Tidings. KELLY. WELCOME news the gospel brings,

Welcome news from heaven above, Tidings from the King of Kings,

Tidings full of grace and love. 2 0, ye sons of men give ear!

Listen to “ the joyful sound”
Better news ye cannot hear,

In the gospel truth is found.
3 Welcome news the gospel brings,

Welcome to the poor and vile,
Gladden'd by these glorious things,

Let us praise the King of Kings.
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BEDDOME. ASCEND thy throne, almighty King,

And spread thy glories all abroad; Let thine own arm Salvation bring,

And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat,

Let humble mourners seek thy face,
Bring daring rebels to thy feet,
Subdu'd by thy victorious grace,

3 Oh let the kingdoms of the world

Become the kingdoms of the Lord;
Let saints and angels praise thy name,
Be thou through hear'n and earth ador'd.

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The same.

WILLIAMS.

1

O’ER the gloomy hills of darkness,

Look, my soul, be still, and gaze!
All the promises do travail
With a glorious day of grace:

Blessed Jub'lee,
Let thy glorious morning dawn.

2 Let the Indian, let the Negro,

Let the rude barbarian see,
That divine and glorious conquest
Once obtain'd on Calvary ;

Let the gospel
Loud resound from pole to pole.

3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness,

Grant them, Lord, the glorious light;
And from eastern coast to western,
May the morning chase the night;

And redemption
Freely purchas'd, win the day.