3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord; The labours of their mortal life End in a large reward. Hymn 1:19. The song of Simeon; or, Death made desirable, Luke 2. 27 &c. 1 Lord at thy temple we appear, As happy Simeon came, And hope to meet our Saviour here; O make our joys the same! 2 With what divine and vast delight The good old man was fill'd, When fondly in his wither'd arms He clasp'd the holy child! 3 "Now I can leave this world," he cry'd, "Behold thy servant dies, "I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, "And close my peaceful eyes. 4 "This is the light prepar'd to shine "Upon the Gentile lands, "Thine Israel's glory, and their hope "To break their slavish bands." 5 [Jesus, the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace If Christ be in my arms. 6 Then while ye hear my heart-strings break, How sweet my minutes roll! A mortal paleness on my cheek, And glory in my soul.] Hymn 1:20. Spiritual apparel; namely, the robe of righteousness, and garments of salvation, Isa. 61. 10. 1 Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue, Prepare a tuneful voice, In God the life of all my joys, Aloud will I rejoice. 2 'Tis he adorn'd my naked soul, And made salvation mine, Upon a poor polluted worm He makes his graces shine. 3 And lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought, And cast it all around. 4 How far the heavenly robe exceeds What earthly princes wear! These ornaments, how bright they shine! How white the garments are! 5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love, And hope, and every grace; But Jesus spent his life to work The robe of righteousness. 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd By the great sacred Three: In sweetest harmony of praise Let all thy powers agree. Hymn 1:21. A vision of the kingdom of Christ among men, Rev. 21. 1-4. 1 Lo, what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes! The earth and sea are pass'd away, And the old rolling skies. 2 From the third heaven where God resides, That holy happy place, The New Jerusalem comes down Adorn'd with shining grace. 3 Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing, "Mortals, behold the sacred seat "Of your descending King. 4 "The God of glory down to men "Removes his blest abode, "Men the dear objects of his grace, "And he the loving God. 5 "His own soft hand shall wipe the tears "From every weeping eye, "And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, "And death itself shall die." 6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long, Shall this bright hour delay! Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome day. Hymn 1:22. [Supplement.] Flesh and Spirit. Rom. 8. 1. 1 What vain desires, and passions vain, Attend this mortal clay! Oft have they pierc'd my soul with pain, And drawn my heart astray. 2 How have I wander'd from my God, And following sin and shame In this vile world of flesh and blood Defil'd my nobler frame!