4-We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care, From trials without and within

But what must it be to be there!

5-Do Thou, Lord, midst pleasure or woe,
For heaven our spirits prepare ;
That shortly we also may know
And feel what it is to be there !

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1 Peter ii. 7.

P.M.

1-My Saviour! Thou art precious, more dear than life to me,

Ah! whom have I in heaven above, or whom on earth but Thee?

And while Thy works reviewing, I wonder and adore,

I love Thee for Thy tender love, still more, and more, and more.

2-I see Thy form of beauty reflected in the deep,

When sunny beams, like chains of gold, across the billows sweep;

And when I cannot number, like waves, Thy mercies o'er,

I love Thee for Thy tender love, still more, and more, and more.

3-To earth Thou art returning, and this fair world shall be

A holy temple, Lord, at last, whence praise shall rise to Thee;

Then all Thy rule obeying, shall all Thy grace adore,

And love Thee for Thy tender love, still more, and more, and more.

4-'Tis sweet, tho' oft in sorrow, to call my Lord my own,

And bend in heartfelt silent praise before
Thy heavenly throne;

But soon, each cloud of sadness, each fear,
each danger o'er,

The endless sunshine of Thy love shall bless. me more and more.

5-To fairer, purer regions, my soul shall soar away,

And e'er behold Thee as Thou art, in all Thy bright array;

Yet while, in wonder gazing, Thy glories I explore,

Thy love shall claim my ceaseless song, still more, and more, and more.

6-To faith Thou art revealing Thyself, while absent, Lord,

By Thine indwelling Spirit's power, and by
Thy written word,

But soon the breaking morning her streams
of light shall pour,

And faith and hope shall yield the palm to love for evermore.

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C. A. H.

Eccles. xi. 4.

P.M.

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1-Sow ye beside all waters,

Where the dew of heaven may fall;

Ye shall reap if ye be not weary,

For the Spirit breathes o'er all.

Sow, though the thorn may wound thee,

One wore the thorn for thee;

And though the cold world scorn thee,

Patient and hopeful be.

2-Sow ye beside all waters,

With a blessing and a prayer;

Name Him whose hands uphold thee,

And sow ye everywhere.

Sow where the sunlight sheddeth
Its warm and cheering ray,

For the rain of heaven descendeth

When the sunbeams pass away.

3-Sow when the tempest lowers,
For calmer days may break;
And the seed in darkness nourished,
A goodly plant may make.
Sow when the morning breaketh
In beauty o'er the land ;

And when the evening falleth
Withhold not thou thine hand.

4-Sow, though the rock repel thee,
In its cold and sterile pride;
Some clift there may be riven,
Where the little seed may hide.
Fear not, for some will flourish,
And though the tares abound,
Like the willows by the waters,
Will the scattered grain be found.

5-Work while the daylight lasteth,
Ere the shades of night come on,
Ere the Lord of the vineyard cometh,
And the labourer's work is done.
Watch not the clouds above thee,
Let the wild winds round thee sweep;
God may the seed-time give thee,
But another hand may reap.

6—Have faith, though ne'er beholding
The seed burst from its tomb;
Thou know'st not which may perish,
Or what be spared to bloom.
Room on the narrowest ridges

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The ripen'd grain will find ;

That the Lord of the harvest coming,
In the harvest sheaves may find.

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Luke xxiv. 29.

P.M.

1-Abide with me! fast falls the eventide ;

The darkness thickens; Lord with me abide ;
While other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh! abide with me.

2-Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;

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Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see,
Oh! Thou, who changest not, abide with me.

3-Come not in terrors as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings,

Tears for all woes, a heart for ev'ry plea,
Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.