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REJOICING.
2 Ye saints on earth repeat
What heaven with rapture owns,
And while before his feet
The elders cast their crowns,
Go imitate the choirs above,
And tell the world your Saviour’s love.
3 Sing as ye pass along,
With joy and wonder sing,
Till others learn the song;
And own your Lord their King;
Till converts join you as you go;
And sing his praises here below.
4 Inform the listening world
How Jesus, when he fell,
The powers of darkness hurled
Down to the depths of hell;
And rising, bore the rescued prize,
H s church, in triumph through the skies
5 Alone he took the field,
Alone the battle fought;
With his own sword and shield
The mighty work he wrought;
The mighty work was all his own,
And let him ever wear the crown.
5 Our feeble minds are lost
Beneath the lofty strain,
But Jordan’s billows crossed,
We’ll catch the sound again ;
In praise assist the heavenly choir,
Nor ever stop, nor ever tire.
2«7 L. M.
Fartiny with carnal joys.
1 | SEND the joys of earth away;
* Away ye tempters of the mind.
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