Religion & morality

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                   THE

    RANTER'S SHIP.

The Ranter's Ship along is sailing,
Bound for Canaan's peaceful shore;
All who wish to sail for glory,
Come, and welcome, rich and poor.
Glory ! Glory ! Hallelujah !
All her sailors loudly cry;
See the blissful port of glory,
Open to each faithful ey e.

Thousands she hath safely landed,
Far beyond this mortal shore;
Thousands now are sailing in her,
Still there's room for thousands more.
Glory! Glory ! Hallelujah ! &c

Waft along this noble vessel,
All ye gales of Gospel grace;
Carrying every faithful sailor
To his heavenly landing place,
Glory ! Glory! Hallelujah ! &c.

Their sails are filled with heavenly breezes,
Sweetly wafts the ship along;
All her sailors are rejoicing,—
Glory ! bursts from every tongue
Glory ! Glory ! Hallelujah! &c.

Come, poor sinners, get converted,
Sail with us through life's rough sea;
Then with us you will be happy,—
Happy through eternity.
Glory ! Glory! Hallelujah! &c

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                    A

    JUBILEE HYMN.

ARISE, O Zion ! rise and shine,
Behold thy light is come;
Thy glorious conquering king is near,
To take his exiles home;
His spirit now is pouring out,
To see poor captives free ;
The day of wonder now is come,
The year of Jubilee.

The glorious gospel of the Lord,
Is spreading far and near;
And those who hear the quickening word,
And mov'd with godly fear !
But soon they tell to all around,
That Christ has set them free !
The day of wonder now is come,
The year of Jubilee.

Brave Soldiers dear pray don't you fear,
Our Captain is above;
Behold him stand, at God's right hand,
His bowels melt with love;
O Christians help to praise the Lamb,
Who died for you and me;
The day of wonder now is come
The year of Jubilee.

Methinks I bear the watchmen cry,
O Zion now be bold ;
Ye saints now raise your voices high,
And sing both young and old;
The year of my redeem'd is come.
To set poor sinners free;
The day of wonder now is come,
The year of Jubilee.

George Walker, Jun., Printer, Durham.

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