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Assurances of Heaven: or, a Saint prepar'd to die

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #LXII (1801) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: Death may dissolve my Body now Scripture: 2 Timothy 4:6-7 Languages: English
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The Promis'd Land

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #LXXIX (1791) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: Far from these narrow Scenes of Night Lyrics: 1 Far from these narrow Scenes of Night, Unbounded Glories rise, And Realms of infinite delight, Unknown to Mortal Eyes. 2 There Pain and Sickness never come, And Grief no more complains; Health Triumphs in Immortal Bloom, And endless Pleasure reigns. 3 No Cloud those blissful Regions know, For ever bright and fair! For Sin, the source of mortal Woe, Can never enter there. 4 There no alternate Night is known, Nor Sun's faint sickly Ray; But Glory from the sacred Throne Spreads everlasting Day. 5 O may the heav'nly Prospect fire Our Hearts with ardent Love, Till Wings of Faith, and strong Desire Bear ev'ry Thought above. 6 Prepare us, Lord, by Grace Divine For thy bright Courts on High; Then bid our Spirits rise and join The Chorus of the Sky. Languages: English
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The promis'd Land

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #LXXIX (1801) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: Far from these narrow Scenes of Night Languages: English
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True Happiness

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CVIII (1791) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: How happy is the Christian's State Lyrics: 1 How happy is the Christian's State! His Sins are all forgiven; A cheering Ray confirms the Grace, And lifts his Hopes to Heav'n. 2 Tho' in the rugged Path of Life, He heaves the pensive Sigh; Yet trusting in his God he finds Deliv'ring Grace is nigh. 3 If, to prevent his wand'ring Steps, He feels the chast'ning Rod; The gentle Stroke shall bring him back To his forgiving God. 4 And when the welcome Message comes To call his Soul away; His Soul, in Raptures shall ascend To everlasting Day. Languages: English
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True Happiness

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CVIII (1801) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: How happy is the Christian's State! Languages: English
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Praying for Relations

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CXLVI (1791) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: Kind souls, who for the miseries moan Lyrics: 1 Kind Souls, who for the Mis'ries moan Of those who seldom mind their own; But treat your Zeal with cold Disdain, Resolv'd to make your Labours vain. 2 You whose sincere Affection tends, To help your dear, ungrateful Friends, Who think you Foes, or Mad, or Fools, Because you fain would save their Souls. 3 Though deaf to ev'ry Warning giv,n, They scorn to walk with you to Heav'n; But ofthen think, and sometimes say, They'll never go if that's the Way. 4 Though they the Spirit of God resist, Or ridicule your Faith in Christ; Tho' they blaspheme, oppose, contemn; And hate you for your Love to them. 5 One secret Way is left you still, To do them Good against their Will: Here they can no Obstruction give; You may do this without their Leave. 6 Fly to the Throne of Grace by Pray'r, And pour out all your Wishes there: Effectual fervent Pray'r prevails, When ev'ry other Method fails. Languages: English
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Prayer for Relations

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CXLVI (1801) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: Kind Souls, who for the Mis'ries moan Languages: English
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Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CLXIII (1791) Topics: Christian Consolation Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove My Faith, my Patience, and my Love: When Men of Spight against me join, They are the Sword, the Hand is thine. 2 their Hope and Portion lies below: 'Tis all the Happiness they know, 'Tis all they seek; they take their Shares, And leave the rest among their Heirs. 3 What Sinners Value, I resign; LORD, 'tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful Face, And stand complete in Righteousness. 4 This Life's a Dream, an empty Show; But the bright World to which I go Hath Joys substantial and sincere: When shall I wake and find me there! 5 O Glorious Hour! O blest Abode! I shall be near and like my God! And Flesh and Sin no more controul The sacred Pleasures of the Soul. 6 My Flesh shall slumber in the Ground 'Till the last Trumpet's joyful Sound; Then burst the Chains with sweet Surprize And in my SAVIOUR's image rise. Scripture: Titus 3:3-7 Languages: English
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Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CLXIII (1801) Topics: Christian Consolation Languages: English
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The Presence of GOD worth dying for

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CLXXI (1791) Topics: Christian Consolation First Line: Lord, 'tis an infinite Delight Lyrics: 1 Lord, 'tis an infinite Delight To see thy lovely Face, To dwell whole Ages in thy Sight, And feel thy vital Rays. 2 This Gabriel knows; and sings thy Name With Raptures on his Tongue; Moses the Saint enjoys the same, And Heav'n repeats the Song. 3 While the bright Nation Sounds thy Praise From each Eternal Hill, Sweet Odours of exhaling Grace The happy Region fill. 4 Thy love, a Sea without a Shore, Spreads Life and Joy abroad; O 'tis a Heav'n worth dying for To see a smiling GOD. 3 Show me thy Face, and I'll away From all inferior Things; Speak, LORD, and here I quit my Clay, And stretch my airy wings. 6 Sweet was the Journey to the Sky And wondrous Prophet try'd; "Climb up the Mount (says GOD) and die;" The Prophet climb'd and dy'd. 7 Softly his fainting Head he lay Upon his Maker's Breast; His Maker kiss'd his Soul away, And laid his Flesh to rest. 8 In GOD's own Arms he left the Breath That GOD"S own Spirit gave; His was the noblest Road to Death, And his the sweetest Grave. Languages: English

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