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4. Mourn for the lost-but call,

Call to the strong, the free;
Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall,

And to the refuge flee.
5. Mourn for the lost—but pray,

Pray to our God above,
To break the fell destroyer's sway,

And show His saving love.

1042.

S. M.
1. LORD! while for all mankind we pray,

Of
every

clime and coast,
O hear us for our native land

The land we love the most.

2. Our fathers’ sepulchers are here,

And here our kindred dwell;
Our children, too; how should we love

Another land so well ?

3. O guard our shores from every foe,

With peace our borders bless;
With
prosperous

times our cities crown,
Our fields with plenteousness.
4. Unite us in the sacred love

Of knowledge, truth, and Thee;
And let our hills and valleys shout

The songs of liberty.
5. Lord of the nations! thus to Thee

Our country we commend;
Be Thou her Refuge and her Trust,

Her everlasting Friend!

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1. WHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay,

What were his works from day to day,
But miracles of

power and

grace, That spread salvation through our race ?

2. Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view

Thy pattern, and Thy steps pursue;
Let alms bestowed, let kindness done,

Be witnessed by each rolling sun.
3. That man may last, but never lives,

Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, whom none can thank,

Creation's blot, creation's blank !
4. But he who marks, from day to day,

In generous acts his radiant way,
Treads the same path his Saviour trod,
The path to glory and to God.

GIBBONS.

1044.

L. M. 1. We praise Thee, Lord! if but one soul,

While the past year prolonged its flight, Turned shudd'ring from the pois'nous bowl,

To health, and liberty, and light.
2. We praise Thee--if one clouded home,

Where broken hearts despairing pined,
Beheld the sire and husband come,

Erect, and in his perfect mind. 3. No more a weeping wife to mock,

Till all her hopes in anguish end-
No more the trembling mind to shock,

And sink the father in the fiend. 4. Still give us grace, Almighty King!

Unwavering at our posts to stand ;
Till grateful at Thy shrine we bring

The tribute of a ransomed land.

1045:

L. M.
1. SLAVERY and death the cup contains;

Dash to the earth the poisoned bowl!
Softer than silk are iron chains,

Compared with those that chafe the soul.

2. Hosannas, Lord ! to Thee we sing,

Whose power the giant fiend obeys:
What countless thousands tribute bring,

For happier homes and brighter days! 3. Thou wilt not break the bruised reed,

Nor leave the broken heart unbound;
The wife regains a husband freed !

The orphan clasps a father found ! 4. Spare, Lord! the thoughtless; guide the blind;

Till man no more shall deem it just
To live, by forging chains to bind

His weaker brother in the dust.

SARGENT.

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1. Father of mercies ! send Thy grace,

All powerful from above,
To form, in our obedient souls,

The image of Thy love.
2. O may our sympathizing breasts

The generous pleasure know,
Kindly to share in others' joy,
And
weep

for others' woe!
3. When the most helpless sons of grief

In low distress are laid,
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,

And swift our hands to aid.

4. So Jesus looked on dying men,

When throned above the skies ;
And 'mid th' embraces of his God,

He felt compassion rise.

15. On wings of love the Saviour flew,

To raise us from the ground,
And made the richest of His blood,
A balm for every wound.

DODDRIDGE.

1047.

C.M
1. Blest is the man whose softening heart

Feels all another's pain;
To whom the supplicating eye

Was never raised in vain :2. Whose breast expands with generous warmth,

A stranger's woes to feel;
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound
He wants the

power

to heal.
3. He spreads His kind, supporting arms,

To every child of grief:
His secret bounty largely flows,

And brings unasked relief. 4. To gentle offices of love

His feet are never slow;
He views, through mercy's melting eye,

A brother in a foe.
5. Peace from the bosom of his God

The Saviour's grace shall give;
And when he kneels before the throne,

His trembling soul shall live.

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1048.

C. M.
1. SPEAK gently—it is better far

To rule by love than fear;
Speak gently-let no harsh word mar

The good we may do here.
2. Speak gently to the young—for they

Will have enough to bear;
Pass through this life as best they may,

'Tis full of anxious care.
3. Speak gently to the aged one,

Grieve not the careworn heart;
The sands of life are nearly run,

Let them in peace depart.

4. Speak gently to the erring ones

They must have toiled in vain;
Perchance unkindness made them so;

'O, win them back again!
5. Speak gently-t is a little thing,

Dropped in the heart's deep well;
The good, the joy, that it may bring,

Eternity shall tell.

BATES,

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1. FRIENDS of the

poor,

the
young,

the weak !
Regard our humble train,
Compassion at your hands we seek;

Shall children plead in vain ?
2. Were you not children once? Renew

The time when young as we:
Think of the friends that nourished you,

And hearken to our plea.
3. Are there not feelings from above,

In every heart that reigns?
The pulse, the voice, the look of love;

*Shall nature plead in vain ?
4. Have you no dear ones round your hearth

As weak and young as we ?
Think, if like ours had been their birth

Could you resist their plea?
5. Have you not known a Saviour's grace,

For man's redemption slain ?
Behold that Saviour in our place;

Shall Jesus plead in vain ?
6. No! by His early griefs and tears,

When poor and young as we;
By all His woes in after years,

Accept your Saviour's plea.

MONTGOMERY.

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