This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1824 Excerpt: ...love, and joy divine A heav'n on earth appear. HYMN 320. L. M. W. B. Tafpak. Anility, Darwent. 1 XXOL.Y be this, as was the place, JLJL To him of Padan aram kn'iwn, Whers Abram's God reveal'd his face, And caught the pilgrim to the throne. 5 Oh, how transporting was the glow That thrMl d his bosom, mix'd with fear, "Lo, the Eternal walks below, The Highest tabernacles here " 3 Be ours, when faith and hope grow dim, The glories which the Patriarch saw; And when we faint, may we, like him, Fresh vigor from the vision draw. 4 Heav'n's lightning hover'd o'er his head, And flash'd new splendors on his view: Break forth, O Sun and freely shed Glad rays upon our Bethal too. HYMN 321. L. M. Part II. J TTHIS ours to sojourn in a waste, -- Barren andcold as Shinar's grownd; No fruits of Eschol charm the taste. No streams of Meribah are found.--9 But Thou canst bid the desert bud, With more than Sharon's rich display; But Thou canst bid the cooling flood, Gush from the rock and cheer the way. 3 We tread the path thy people trod, Alternate sunshine, bitter tears; Go Thou before, and with thy rod Divide the Jordan of our fears., t Be ours the song of triumph giv'n, Angelic themes to lips of clay; And ours the holy harp of heav'n, Whose strain dissolves the soul away. HYMN 322. L. M. Watts. Moreton, Portugal. 1 "E1AR from my thoughts, Tain world, be gone, Let my religious hours alone: Fain would my eyes my Saviour see;--I wait a visit, Lord, from thee 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire: Come, my dear Jesus, from above, And feed-my soul with heav'nly love. d Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare How sweet thine entertainments are Never did angels taste above Redeeming grace, and dying love, HYMN 323. C. M. Hoskins. Bray...