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TABLE OF FIRST LINES.
4„„ Mess’d is the Christian bereft
ow bright these glorious spirits shine!
low charming is the place
ow condescending and how kind
:ow feeble human efforts prove
ow few receive with cordial faith .
jv great, how terrible that God .
v happy is the pilgrim’s lot
(V honourable is the place .
[ow large the promise! how divine
Sow long beneath the law I lay
Sow oft, alas ! this wretched heart
Sow oft have sin and Satan strove .
Sow pleasant, how divinely fair
Sow pleas’d and blest was I .
Sow precious is the book divine
low rich are thy provisions, Lord!
Sow sad our state by nature is!
~iw shall the young secure their hearts
>w strong thine arm is mighty God
>w sweet and solemn is the place .
sweet the name of Jesus sounds
sweet the Saviour’s voice
sweet to leave the world awhile
vain are all things here below
wondrous great, Row glorious bright
lungry, and faint, and poor .
t am (saith Christ) your glorious Head
| ask’d the Lord that I might grow
fff death my friend and me divide
If secret fraud should dwell . .
I’ll praise my Maker with my breath
a’m not asham’d to own my Lord •