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CHURCH MEETINGS.
Lo ! onward I move to see Christ above,
None guesses how wondrous my journei
will prove.
3 Great spoils I shall win, from death, hell
and sin,
’Midst outward affliction shall feel Christ
within;
And still, which is best, I in his dear
breast,
As at the beginning, find pardon and rest.
4 When 1 am to die, receive me, I’ll cry,
For Jesus has loved me, I cannot tell why ;
But this I do find, we two are so joined,
He’ll not live in glory and leave me behind.
5 This blessing is mine through favor divine
And, O my dear Jesus, the praise shall be
thine ;
In heaven we’ll meet in harmony sweet,
And, glory to Jesus ! we’ll then be complete.
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t Heavenly joy on earth.
1 OME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known,
Join in a song of sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from this place;
Religion never was designed
To make our pleasures less.
3 Let those refuse to sing,
Who never knew our God ;
But fav’rites of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
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