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3 In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise ;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,

And our devotion dies.

4 Dear Lord! and shall we ever lie

At this poor dying rate ?
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,

And thine to us so great?
5 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,

And that shall kindle ours.

354. C. M.

Prospect of Heaven makes death easy. 1 THERE is a land of pure delight

Where saints immortal reign ;
Infinite day excludes the night,

And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,

And never-withering flowers ;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,

Stand dress'd in living green;
So to the Jews, old Canaan stood,

While Jordan roll'd between.

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink

To cross this narrow sea,
And linger, shivering on the brink,

Through fear to launch away.

5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove

Those gloomy doubts that riseAnd see the Canaan which we love,

With unbeclouded eyes : 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er; Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood,

Should fright us from the shore.

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The Everlasting Covenant. 2 Sam. xxü. 5. 1 MY God, the covenant of thy love

Abides for ever sure;
And in its matchless grace we feel

Our happiness secure. 2 What though our house be not with Thee,

As nature could desire;
To higher joys than nature gives,

Our nobler views aspire.
3 Since thou, the everlasting God,

Our Father art become;
Jesus our Guardian and our Friend,

And heaven our final home;
A We welcome all thy sovereign will,

For all that will is love;
And when thy providence is dark,

We wait the light above.
5 Thy covenant in the darkest gloom,

Shall heavenly rays impart;
And when our eyelids close in death,

Shall cheer the trembling hearta

356. S. M.

Lord's Day. 1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest,

That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast,

And these rejoicing eyes. 2 The King himself comes near,

And feasts his saints to-day; Here we may sit, and see him here,

And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day amidst the place

Where Jesus is within,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days

Of pleasurable sin.
4 My willing soul would stay

In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away

To everlasting bliss.


C. M. Breathing after the Liberty of the Truth. 1 MAKER of earth, shall man despise

The riches of thy grace;
And wild untutord passions rise,

His glory to deface?
When shall the power of love divine,

Its light and heat display ;
To make thy glories brighter shine,

And bring the promis’d day?
2 When shall that monster of deceit

Be bound with chains of light;
And truth and love in one agree

To speak the Saviour's might?

When shall thy sons in union join,

And gospel armour wear;
Gird on the sword of truth divine,

And to the cross repair ?
3 Hasten, O God, the happy day,

When Adam's exil'd race
Shall bow, and own, without delay,

The sceptre of thy grace.
While seraphim surround thy throne,

And saints that reign on high,
Shall join with harps the choral song,

In strains that never die.

358. L. M. Six Line.

Confidence in God's Mercy. 1 O LOVE, thou boundless sea of bliss !

My sins are swallow'd up in thee; Cover'd is my unrighteousness,

From condemnation I am free; Whilst Jesus' blood, through earth and skies,

Mercy! free, boundless mercy! cries. 2 With faith I plunge me in that sea;

Here is my hope, my joy, my rest! Hither, when hell assaults 1 flee:

I look into my Saviour's breast. Away! sad doubt, and anxious fear,

Mercy is all that's written there. 3 Though waves and storms go o'er my head,

Tho' strength, and health, and friends be gone; Though joys be wither'd all, and dead,

Though every comfort be withdrawn:
Steadfast on this my soul relies !
Father, Thy mercy never dies !

4 Fix'd on this ground would I remain,

Though my heart fail, and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain,

When earth's foundations melt away: Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Lov'd with an everlasting Love.

359. L. M.

The Resurrection.
1 THIS life's a dream, an empty show;

But the bright world, to which I go,
Hath joys substantial and sincere;

When shall I wake and find me there?
2 O glorious hour! O bless'd abode !
I shall be near and like


And flesh and sin no more control

The sacred pleasures of the soul.
3 My flesh shall slumber in the ground

Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,
And in my Saviour's image rise.


S. M.

Christ's Commission. 1 RAISE your triumphant songs

To an immortal tune;
Let the wide earth resound the deeds

Celestial grace hath done. 2 Sing how eternal Love

Its chief Beloved chose,
And bid him raise our sinful race
From their abyss of woes.

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