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5. When shall I reach that happy place,

And be forever blest ?
When shall I see my Father's face,

And in His bosom rest?
6. Filled with delight, my raptured soul

Can here no longer stay;
Though Jordan's waves around me roll,

Fearless I'd launch away.

STENNETT.

1273,

C. M.
1. A STRANGER in the world below,

I calmly sojourn here;
Nor can its happiness or woe

Provoke my hope or fear;
Its evils in a moment end;

Its joys as soon are past;
But O, the bliss to which I tend

Eternally shall last !
2. To that Jerusalem above,

With singing I repair;
While in the flesh, my hope and love,

My heart and soul, are there.
There my exalted Saviour stands,

My merciful High Priest;
And still extends His wounded hands

To take me to His breast.

C. WESLEY.

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1. O THE delights, the heavenly joys,

The glories of the place,
Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams

Of His o'erflowing grace!
2. Sweet majesty and awful love

Sit smiling on His brow;
And all the glorious ranks above

At humble distance bow.

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3. Archangels sound His lofty praise

Through every heavenly street,
And lay their highest honors down

Submissive at His feet.
4. This is the Man, th' exalted Man,

Whom we, unseen, adore;
But when our eyes behold His face,

Our hearts shall love Him more.
5. And while our faith enjoys this sight,

We long to leave our clay;
And wish Thy fiery chariots, Lord,

To bear our souls away.

WATTS.

1275.

C. H. M.
1. HEAVEN is the land where troubles cease,

Where toils and tears are o'er;
The blissful clime of rest and peace,

Where cares distract no more;
And not a shadow of distress

Dims its unsullied blessedness.
2. Heaven is the place where Jesus dwells,

And pleads His dying blood,
While to His prayers His Father gives

An unknown multitude
Whose harps and tongues, through endless days,

Shall crown His head with songs of praise. 3. Heaven is the dwelling-place of joy,

The home of light and love,
Where faith and hope in rapture die,

And ransomed souls above
Enjoy, before their Father's throne,
Bliss everlasting and unknown.

1276.

C. M.
1. AROUND the throne of God in heaven,

Thousands of children stand ;
Children, whose sins are all forgiven,

A holy, happy band.

2. What brought them to that world above,

That heaven so bright and fair-
Where all is peace, and joy, and love?

How came those children there?

3. Because the Saviour shed His blood

To wash away their sin;
Bathed in that pure and precious flood,

Behold them white and clean!

4. On earth they sought their Saviour's grace,

On earth they loved His name;
So now they see His blessed face,

And stand before the Lamb.

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1. Brigut glories rush upon my sight,

And charm my wondering eyes
The regions of immorta) light,

The beauties of the skies!

2. All hail! ye fair, celestial shores,

Ye lands of endless day!
A rich delight your prospect pours,

And drives my griefs away.
3. There's a delightful clearness now;

My clouds of doubt are gone ;
Fled is my former darkness, too;

My fears are all withdrawn.
4. Short is the passage, short the space,

Between my home and me;
There, there behold the radiant place

How near the mansions be!

5. Immortal wonders! boundless things

In those dear worlds appear!
Prepare me, Lord, to stretch my wings,

And in those glories share.

VILLAGE HYMNS,

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1. In silence of the voiceless night,

When, chased by dreams, the slumbers flee,
Whom, in the darkness, do I seek,

O God, but Thee?
2. And if there weigh upon my breast,

Vague memories of the day forgone,
Scarce knowing why, I fly to Thee,

And lay them down.
3. Or, if it be the gloom that comes,

In token of impending ill,
My bosom heeds not

what it is
Since 't is Thy will.
4. For, 0! in spite of constant care,

Or aught beside, how joyfully
I
pass

that solitary hour,
My God, with Thee !
5. More tranquil than the stilly night,

More peaceful than that voiceless hour,
Supremely blest, my bosom lies

Beneath Thy power.
6. For what on earth can I desire,

Of all it hath to offer me?
Or whom in heaven do I seek,

O God, but Thee?

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1. The dawn is sprinkling in the east

Its golden shower, as day flows in;
Fast mount the pointed shafts of light;-

Farewell to darkness and to sin ! 2. Away, ye midnight phantoms all!

Away, despondence and despair!
Whatever guilt the night has brought,

Now let it vanish into air.

3. So, Lord, when that last morning breaks,

Which shrouds in darkness earth and skies, May it on us, low bending here,

Arrayed in joyful light arise!

LYRA CATH.

1280.

L. M.
1. Forth in Thy name, O Lord, we go,

Our daily labor to pursue;
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know,

In all we think, or speak, or do. 2. Still would we bear Thy easy yoke,

And every moment watch and pray;
Would still to things eternal look,

And hasten to Thy glorious day: 3. For Thee alone we would employ

Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given; Would run our course with even joy,

And closely walk with Thee to heaven.

C. WESLEY.

1281.

L. M.
1. O BACKWARD-LOOKING son of time!

The new is old, the old is new,
The cycle of a change sublime

Still sweeping through.
2. Take heart !-the waster builds again,

A charmed life old goodness hath;
The tares may perish—but the grain

Is not for death.
3. God works in all things; all obey

His first propulsion from the night;
Ho, wake and watch !—the world is gray

With morning light!

WHITTIER.

1282.

L. M.
1. ETERNITY! Eternity!

How long art thou, Eternity !
Yet onward still to thee we speed,
As to the fight th' impatient steed.

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