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CII. THE SAME.

Hymn 19. [Revelation iv.]

[Sinners look up, by grace forgiven]

Sinners look up, by grace forgiven,
Behold an open door in heaven;
Attend, ye souls in Jesus found,
The Saviour's voice, the trumpet's sound.
Hither come up, He cries, and see
The secrets of eternity.
Rise, in the Spirit's rapture, rise
To yon bright throne above the skies;
To Him who sits sublime thereon,
In colour like a sardine stone,
And scatters, as the jasper's rays,
The glories of His dreadful face.
Tremble; yet O! with love draw near,
The showery bow forbids your fear,
The throne it quite encircles round,
(And grace on every side is found,)
In colour like an emerald seen,
Delightful, and eternal green.
Turn as He will, the eyes Divine
Must ever meet that sacred sign,
Sign of His covenanted grace,
Confirm'd to all our ransom'd race,
Who sing the great Redeemer's love,
Triumphant with that host above.

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Near the Most High, on either hand
Behold a venerable band!
Twenty-and-four on seats behold!
Enrobed in white, and crown'd with gold,
With Jesu's joy supremely blest,
Enthroned in everlasting rest!
God over all His state maintains,
And high amidst His ancients reigns,
Voices are heard, and thunders roar,
And loud proclaim His awful power,
And waving flames of lightning shine,
Thick flashing from the throne Divine.
Burning before the Sovereign Sire
Are seven lamps of living fire,
His ministerial spirits they,
Who ever in His presence stay,
The purest essences above,
The brightest flames of heavenly love.
Fronting the throne a crystal sea
Rolls on its perfect purity,
Laver of sanctifying grace,
It justly holds the middle space,
For none approach the holy God,
Till throughly wash'd in Jesu's blood.
Between the saints, and Holy One,
Around His seat, and placed thereon,
Four emblematic creatures shine,
Replete with eyes and powers Divine,
And all the various virtues show
Of Jesu's ministers below.

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The lion bold their heart displays,
The labouring ox their strength of grace,
The man their mind discreet humane,
The eagle doth their speed explain,
Wherewith they soar aloft, to gaze
On the bright Sun of Righteousness!
Spangled with eyes before, behind,
(Fit emblem of a watchful mind,)
The six-wing'd messengers appear,
And full of inward eyes severe,
Themselves with strictest search to scan,
Till modell'd by the perfect plan.
God they extol above the sky,
And Holy, holy, holy cry,
Who was, and is, and still shall be
In essence One, in persons Three,
By all incessantly adored,
Omnipotent, eternal Lord.
Soon as in hymns the mystic four
The everlasting God adore,
The elders prostrate at His seat
His glorious attributes repeat,
The Source of all their blessings own,
And cast their crowns before His throne.
Honour, and might, and majesty,
Who gavest all that is to be,
Thou, Lord, art worthy to receive:
And lo! for this in heaven we live,
With all Thy creatures to commend
Our Source, Support, and glorious End!