261. С. М. O. JOHNSON. 1 O MAY the day, the blissful day, When love divine all hearts shall sway, 2 Then social wrongs shall be redressed, 3 Then towers of fraud and force shall fall, And every virtue thrive; While all for each, and each for all, 4 Then Peace in all our homes shall dwell, 262. 10s. M. MRS. PRICE. 1 O, THOU blest Comforter! pure Spirit, hear! 2 Spirit of Holy power! give us thy light! Aid thro' the trial-hour, -guide thro' the night; Gird us with strength and will, mighty to save, Striving with error still, valiant and brave. 3 Keenly oppression's pain pierceth the weak; Help us the galling chain quickly to break; Earth's bitter founts of woe soon may we close, Making this world below bloom as the rose. 4 Give thou thy Spirit free, Savior and Lord! 263. Н. М. WM. S. HAYWOOD. 1 How long, O Lord, how long 2 O, may our race forsake Their selfishness and pride; As Master and as Guide; 3 May brutal vengeance cease, And deeds of hate and blood; 4 Hasten, O God, the day By bards and prophets told, 264. P. M. MRS. PRICE. 1 O, LIST to His words, they are treasures of love, Men are all brothers indeed; All children alike of the Father above, Can he cause a poor brother to bleed? O no, let the sword to the plow-share be beat, And the wand'rers of earth be good friends when Bless and forgive, [they meet; 2 Away with the hater, who mockingly dares Evil must cease, Goodness must triumph o'er hate. 3 Away with the legion who worship the band Temples must fall, Churches and all, Built upon falsehood and wrong. XV. FIDELITY, ZEAL, PROGRESS. 265. L. M. A. BALLOU. 1 A CHRISTIAN! Who deserves the name? 2 He is a Christian-he alone, Who sees in Christ's great Master Mind, 3 He trusts no lesser Light and Love, 4 He meekly sits at Jesus' feet, Disciple of a matchless Lord; ९ 1 In the past, the age of iron, Those who slaughtered most their kind, Have too often won the chaplet 2 But the heroes of the future Shall be men whose hearts are strong; 3 But the sabre, in their contests, 1 WHAT though the martyr die in flame, 2 That flame shall fire the bigot's creed, That blood from out the ground shall plead Forever to the Just. 3 What though the dungeon close them in, And tyrants hold the key ! Through walls of stone shall pierce the hymn For truth and liberty. 4 Then let the body broken be, Still let the blood be poured; 'Tis thus they gain the victory, And triumph with the Lord. 268. 7s. M. O. JOHNSON. 1 DEAR Redeemer! in thy name, |