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and now

A thousand years have roll'd away,
The Martyr's trial is no longer ours:
Yet is there danger still, lest down we bow
And burn our incense to some Idol powers.
A thousand storied years to us have given
These Prayers, that hallow our own Book of Prayer;
They warn us how our forefathers have striven,
And what the arms and armour we should bear:
They stand between the living and the dead;
They tell us our communion cannot die;
They make us one in Christ, and, duly said,
Connect our world with that so long gone by:
They help to make us hopeful, humble, meek;
They prove the Blessing with the Promise sent;
Of Jesus and the Comforter they speak

In strongest words, yet grave and reverent.
O! we must love our ancient Prayers, as we
Love the old church in which our fathers sleep,
The well-known tomb, and venerable tree
That shaded them ere we had learnt to weep.
Eternal God! to whom a thousand years
Are as one day! Thy will be ever done!
May our affections, reason, hopes, and fears,
All cling to Thee, through Thine Incarnate Son!
Spirit of Power! let each regenerate heart
Seek fellowship with all Thy saints on high!
There shall they gather, all, no more to part,
From every land and age, no more to die.

Father and mother, children, husband, wife,
Brethren and friends, dear as our own heart's blood,

Shall there, in Christ, receive eternal life,

And bless His reign, one holy brotherhood!

0.

HYMNS.

I.

ABANDON'D o'er the world's wide waste,
Why should we roam in want and fear?
Now from Destruction let us haste,
And set for Zion our career.

Through no proud dangers, floods, or fires,
No stirring scenes, our course is bent;
We struggle against low desires,

Bad passions, selfish discontent.

Work in us, and work with us, Lord!
To follow where Thy servants lead,
In dust and thirst to seek Thy word,
And onward still in prayer proceed!
Let not the Parables of life

Confuse the truth they should display;
Trackless and humble is our strife,
Unseen by man our noiseless way!
How shall we, sinners all, regret
That we have not great things to do
O! may our hearts each day be set
To travel all its duties through!

And Thou, the Saviour of our race!
Be with us on our lowly path;
That there we seek Thy promised gray,
And flee in earnest from Tay wrath!

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A thousand years have roll'd away, and now
The Martyr's trial is no longer ours:
Yet is there danger still, lest down we bow
And burn our incense to some Idol powers.
A thousand storied years to us have given
These Prayers, that hallow our own Book of Prayer;
They warn us how our forefathers have striven,
And what the arms and armour we should bear:
They stand between the living and the dead;
They tell us our communion cannot die;
They make us one in Christ, and, duly said,
Connect our world with that so long gone by:
They help to make us hopeful, humble, meek;
They prove the Blessing with the Promise sent;
Of Jesus and the Comforter they speak

In strongest words, yet grave and reverent.
O! we must love our ancient Prayers, as we
Love the old church in which our fathers sleep,
The well-known tomb, and venerable tree
That shaded them ere we had learnt to weep.
Eternal God! to whom a thousand years
Are as one day! Thy will be ever done!
May our affections, reason, hopes, and fears,
All cling to Thee, through Thine Incarnate Son!

Spirit of Power! let each regenerate heart
Seek fellowship with all Thy saints on high!
There shall they gather, all, no more to part,
From every land and age, no more to die.

Father and mother, children, husband, wife,
Brethren and friends, dear as our own heart's blood,

Shall there, in Christ, receive eternal life,

And bless His reign, one holy brotherhood!

0.

HYMNS.

I.

ABANDON'D o'er the world's wide waste,
Why should we roam in want and fear?
Now from Destruction let us haste,
And set for Zion our career.

Through no proud dangers, floods, or fires,
No stirring scenes, our course is bent;
We struggle against low desires,

Bad passions, selfish discontent.

Work in us, and work with us, Lord!
To follow where Thy servants lead,
In dust and thirst to seek Thy word,
And onward still in prayer proceed!
Let not the Parables of life

Confuse the truth they should display;
Trackless and humble is our strife,
Unseen by man our noiseless way!
How shall we, sinners all, regret
That we have not great things to do!
O! may our hearts each day be set
To travel all its duties through!

And Thou, the Saviour of our race!
Be with us on our lowly path;
That there we seek Thy promised grace,
And flee in earnest from Thy wrath!

B

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authority, and should use it to His honour. At the beginning of our career, Religion and Government alike imply restraint upon those who are to become religious by denying themselves, and dutiful by sacrificing direct advantages to the good of their neighbour, and by subjecting their conduct to the laws of the community. The good subjects of our Crown acknowledge God as the author of their Government, and His word as its sanction. They who are by Him rendered able and willing to restrain themselves, are the only class that will not feel the restraint of government. They who cannot and will not restrain themselves must be restrained by parents and by laws; and will naturally complain of the restraint, and elude it if they can. Their path must be hedged on both sides, until they acknowledge the Star, the only Star that can guide them through this world: and are thankful to consult their only compass, when earth-born clouds obscure that Star.

There are individuals in every rank that need this restraint: and the restraint itself is not as strong in many cases as it should be; for instance, in prohibiting the desecration of the Lord's Day, and the sale of blasphemous books, and books intended to enlist our passions on the side of blasphemy. Legislators seem to forget their primary duties, in spurious generalities, and a philosophy falsely so called: they give away what does not belong to them, and boast of their liberality: they sacrifice what they do not value, and call it patriotism. The poor have not the Gospel preached unto them, for want of church room, in the large towns, where they most need its lessons: while all our land through, mischief-makers, that could not influence their equals or find among them the

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