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To live by forging chains to bind 1 WHEN, doomed to death, the apostle lay
His weaker brother in the dust. At night in Herod's dungeon cell,
LUCIUS M. BARGENT, A light shone round him like the day, And from his limbs the fetters fell.
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902 2 A messenger from God was there,
Deeds of love rewarded. To break his chain and bid him rise; 1 How blest the children of the Lord, And lo! the saint, as free as air,
Who, walking in his sight, Walked forth beneath the open skies. Make all the precepts of his word 3 Chains yet more strong and cruel bind
Their study and delight! The victims of that deadly thirst
2 That precious wealth shall be their dower, Which drowns the soul, and from the mind Which cannot know decay;
Blots the bright image stamped at first. Which moth or rust shall ne'er devour, 4 O God of love and mercy, deign
Or spoiler take away. To look on those with pitying eye
3 For them that heavenly light shall spread, Who struggle with that fatal chain,
Whose cheering rays illume And send them succor from on high!
The darkest hours of life, and shed 5 Send down, in its resistless might,
A halo round the tomb. Thy gracious Spirit, we implore,
4 Their works of piety and love, And lead the captive forth to light,
Performed through Christ, their Lord, A rescued soul, a slave no more!
Forever registered above,
Shall meet a sure reward. 901
HARRIET AUBER, Temperanoe hymn. 1 BONDAGE and death the cup contains;
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903 Treasures in heaven. Compared with those that chafe the soul. 1 Rich are the joys which cannot die, 2 Hosannas, Lord, to thee we sing,
With God laid up in store; Whose power the giant fiend obeys;
Treasures beyond the changing sky,
Brighter than golden ore.
In the fair fertile fields above
To ample harvests grow. The orphan clasps a father found!
3 All that my willing hands can give 4 Spare, Lord, the thoughtless, guide the At Jesus' feet I lay; blind,
Grace shall the humble gift receive, Till man no more shall deem it just
Abounding grace repay.
904 More blessed to give than to receive.
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906 The wanderer exhorted. 1 HELP us, O Lord, thy yoke to wear,
1 BROTHER, hast thou wandered far Delighting in thy perfect will;
From thy Father's happy home, Each other's burdens learn to bear,
With thyself and God at war? And thus thy law of love fulill.
Turn thee, brother; homeward come. 2 He that hath pity on the poor
2 Hast thou wasted all the powers Lendeth his substance to the Lord;
God for noble uses gave? And, lo! bis recompense is sure,
Squandered life's most golden hours? For more than all shall be restored.
Turn thee, brother; God can save! 3 Teach us, with glad, ungrudging heart, 3 Is a mighty famine now As thou hast blest our various store,
In thy heart and in thy soul? From our abundance to impart
Discontent upon thy brow? A liberal portion to the poor.
Turn thee; God will make thee whole. 4 To thee our all devoted be,
4 He can heal thy bitterest wound, In whom we breathe, and move, and live; He thy gentlest prayer can hear; Freely we have received from thee;
Seek him, for he may be found;
Call upon him; he is near.
JAMES F. CLARKB.
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The guiding star. ) DEAR ties of mutual succor bind The children of our feeble race,
1 As shadows, cast by cloud and sun,
Flit o'er the summer grass,
so, in thy sight, Almighty One,
Earth's generations pass. We lean on others as we walk
2 And as the years, an endless host, Life's twilight path, with pitfalls strewn; Come swiftly pressing on, And 'twere an idle boast to talk
The brightest names that earth can boast Of treading that dim path alone.
Just glisten and are gone. 3 Amid the snares misfortune lays
3 Yet doth the star of Bethlehem shed Unseen, beneath the steps of all,
A luster pure and sweet;
And still it leads, as once it led,
Grow every year more bright,
And send its glorious beams afar
To all the world with light.
WILLIAM C. BRYANT
HEINRICH CHRISTOPHER ZEUNER
3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, 1 JESUS, immortal King, arise;
And send thy heralds forth; Assert thy rightful sway,
Say to the South, "Give up thy charge!" Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings,
And, “Keep not back, 0 North!” And distant lands obey.
4 They come, they come; thine exiled 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride,
Where'er they rest or roam,
Have heard thy voice in distant lands,
And hasten to their home. Their trophies at thy feet. 3 Send forth thy word, and let it fly
5 Thus, though the universe shall burn,
And God his works destroy,
With songs thy ransomed shall return,
And everlasting joy.
The gospel for all nations.
1 GREAT God, the nations of the earth
Are by creation thine;
Thy radiant glories shine.
2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent
Thy gospel to mankind,
Unveiling what rich stores of grace
Are treasured in thy mind. 909 Returning to Zion with hymns of joy.
3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings 1 DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust
spread Exalt thy fallen head;
The spacious earth around, Again in thy Redeemer trust;
Till every tribe and every soul He calls thee from the dead.
Shall hear the joyful sound? 2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt Thy beautiful array;
To spread the gospel's rays, The day of freedom dawns at length, And build on sin's demolished throne The Lord's appointed day.
The temples of thy praise.
911 The seed of the Church.
Or on the waters cast,
Shall gathered be at last;
Around us and abroad, Shall spring a plenteous seed
Of witnesses for God. 2 The Father hath received
Their latest living breath; And vain is Satan's boast
of victory in their death: Still, still, though dead, they speak,
And, trumpet-tongued, proclaim,
TR. BY W. J. FOX.
(6, 4. Tune, Dort. Page 87.] 913 Let there be light. 1 THOU, whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard,
And took their flight; Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the gospel day Sheds not its glorious ray,
“Let there be light." 2 Thou, who didst come to bring On thy redeeming wing,
Healing and sight,
"Let there be light."
Speed forth thy flight; Move o'er the waters face By thine almighty grace; And in earth's darkest place,
“Let there be light."
Wisdom, Love, Might;
“Let there be light.”
[11, 10. Tune, Hanover. Page 69.] 912 Zion's glad morning. 1 HAIL to the brightness of Zion's glad
morning! Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain! flushed be the accents of sorrow and
mourning; Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. 2 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad
morning, Long by the prophets of Israel foretold: Hail to the millions from bondage returile
ing; Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 8 Lo, in the desert rich flowers are spring
ing; Streams ever copious are gliding along; Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are
ringing; Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in song.
To bow them low before thee, Lord! 1 LIGHT of the lonely pilgrim's heart,
And glorify thy name. Star of the coming day,
4 Truth from the earth, like to a flower, Arise, and with thy morning beams
Shall bud and blossom then, Chase all our griefs away
And Justice, from her heavenly bower, 2 Come, blessed Lord, let every shore
Look down on mortal men. And answering island sing
5 Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God! The praises of thy royal name,
Thee honor and adore And own thee as their King.
With my whole heart; and blaze abroad 3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now Thy name for evermore!
To the bright world above,
916 The earth renewed in righteousness. 4 Jesus, thy fair creation groans, The air, the earth, the sea,
1 ALMIGHTY Spirit, now behold In unison with all our hearts,
A world by sin destroyed : And calls aloud for thee.
Creating Spirit, as of old,
Move on the formless void. 5 Thine was the cross, with all its fruits Of grace and peace divine:
2 Give thou the word; that healing sound Be thine the crown of glory now,
Shall quell the deadly strife; The palm of victory thine!
And earth again, like Eden crowned, SIR EDWARD DENNY
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3 If sang the morning stars for joy, Reign of Christ foretold.
When nature rose to view, 1 THE Lord will come, and not be slow;
What strains will angel-harps employ, His footsteps cannot err;
When thou shalt &il renew! Before him Righteousness shall go,
4 And if the sons God rejoice His royal harbinger.
To hear a Saviour's name, 2 Mercy and Truth, that long were missed, How will the ransomed raise their voice, Now joyfully are met;
To whom that Saviour came!
8 Lo, every kindred, every tribe,
Assembling round the throne, 3 The nations all whom thou hast made The new creation shall ascribe, Shall come, and all shall frame
To sovereign love alone!