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J. ZUNDEL.

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1. If life's pleasures charm thee, Give them not thy heart; Lest the gift en

snare thee From thy God to part. 2. If distress be- fall

thee,

Pain-ful though it be,

Let not grief ap- pal thee, To thy Saviour flee.

902. 6s & 5s.

3. When earth's prospects fail thee,
Let it not distress;
Better comforts wait thee,
Christ will freely bless.

4. Let not death alarm thee,
Shrink not from his blow;
For the conflict arm thee,
Triumph o'er the foe.

903. 6s.*

1. I FEEL within a want

For ever burning there,
What I so thirst for, grant,
O Thou who hearest prayer!

2. This is the thing I crave,

A likeness to Thy Son;
This would I rather have
Than call the world my own.
3. Like Him, now in my youth,
I long, O God, to be,

In tenderness and truth,

In sweet humility.

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1. My spirit longeth for Thee
To dwell within my breast;
Although I am unworthy
Of so divine a Guest!

2. Of so divine a Guest

Unworthy though I be;
Yet hath my heart no rest
Until it come to Thee!

3. Until it come to Thee;
In vain I look around;
In all that I can see
No rest is to be found!

4. No rest is to be found

But in Thy bleeding love
Oh let my wish be crown'a,
And send it from above!

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EASTON. L. M.

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L. MASON.

1. Head of the church triumphant, We joy-fully adore Thee; Till Thou appear, Thy

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members here Shall sing like those in glory. We lift our heart and voices, In

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blest an - ti- ci - pation, And cry aloud, And give to God The praise of our salvation.

907. 7s, 4s & 7s.

1. Head of the church triumphant, We joyfully adore Thee;

Till Thou appear,
Thy members here

Shall sing like those in glory.
We lift our hearts and voices,

In blest anticipation,

And cry aloud,
And give to God

The praise of our salvation.

2. While in affliction's furnace,
And passing through the fire,
Thy love we praise,
That knows our days,
And ever brings us nigher.
We lift our hands exulting
In Thine almighty favor;
The love divine,

That made us Thine,
Shall keep us Thine for ever.

3. Thou dost conduct Thy people Through torrents of temptation; Nor will we fear,

While Thou art near,
The fire of tribulation.

The world, with sin and Satan,
In vain our march opposes;
By Thee we will

Break through them all,
And sing the song of Moses.

4. Faith now beholds the glory
To which Thou wilt restore us;
And earth despise,
For that high prize

Which Thou hast set before us.
And if Thou count us worthy,
We each, like dying Stephen,
Shall see Thee stand

At God's right hand,
To take us up to heaven.

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2. Awake, awake, put on thy strength,
Thy beautiful array;

The day of freedom dawns at length,
The Lord's appointed day.

3. Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge,
And send thy heralds forth;

Say to the south-"Give up thy charge,
And keep not back, O north!"

4. They come, they come ;-Thine exiled
Where'er they rest or roam, [bands,
Have heard Thy voice in distant lands,
And hasten to their home.

5. Thus, though the universe shall burn,
And God His works destroy,

With songs Thy ransomed shall return,
And everlasting joy.

909. C. M.

MONTGOMERY.

1. JESUS, immortal King! arise;
Rise and assert thy sway;

Till earth subdued, its tribute bring,
And distant lands obey.

2. Ride forth, victorious Conqueror! ride, Till all Thy foes submit;

And all the powers of hell resign
Their trophies at Thy feet.

3. Send forth Thy word, and let it fly
This spacious earth around;
Till every soul beneath the sun
Shall hear the joyful sound.

4. From sea to sea, from shore to shore, May Jesus be adored;

And earth, with all her millions, shout
Hosannas to the Lord.

910. C. M.

1. ALAS, the utter emptiness! What life has it to give?

BURDER

O, shall it God's own fire oppress?
Soul, wilt thou slightly live?

2. Thyself amid the silence clear,
The world far off and dim,
Thy vision free, the Bright One near,
Thyself alone with Him.

3. The silence thronged gloriously
With business how divine!
God's glory passing unto thee-
All heaven becoming thine.

4. The rapture, mighty, measureless,
In each eternal thing-

The mingling with Almightiness-
The dwelling by Life's Spring!

5. Thus sweetly live, thus greatly watchSoul, be but inly bright!

All outer things must smile, must catch
Thy strong, transcendent light.

6. Near Thee no darkness dares abide,
Thou makest all things shine;
Soul, whom the Lord has glorified,
Is not all glory thine?

GILL.

911. C. M.

1. BEHOLD, the mountain of the Lord,
In latter days, shall rise
On mountain tops, above the hills,
And draw the wond'ring eyes.

2. To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues, shall flow;
"Up to the hill of God," they say,
And to His house we 'll go."

3. The beams that shine on Zion's hill
Shall lighten every land;

The King who reigns in Salem's towers
Shall all the world command.

4. No longer hosts encountering hosts,
Their millions slain deplore;
They hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.

5. Come, then-oh come from every land,
To worship at His shrine;
And, walking in the light of God,
With holy beauties shine.

912. C. M.

1. THE Lord of glory is my light,

And my salvation too;

LOGAN.

God is my strength, nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.

2. One privilege my heart desires;
O grant me an abode
Among the churches of Thy saints,
The temples of my God!

3. There shall I offer my requests,
And see Thy beauty still;
Shall hear Thy messages of love,
And there inquire Thy will.

4. When troubles rise, and storms appear,
There may His children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.

5. Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around;

And songs of joy and victory
Within Thy temple sound.

913. C. M.

WATTS.

1. O WHERE are kings and empires now Of old that went and came?

But Holy Church is praying yet,
A thousand years the same.

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1. THERE is a little lonely fold,
Whose flock One Shepherd keeps,
Through summer's heat and winter's cold,
With eye that never sleeps.

2. By evil beast, or burning sky,
Or damp of midnight air,
Not one in all that flock shall die
Beneath that Shepherd's care.

3. For if, unheeding or beguiled,
In danger's path they roam,
His pity follows through the wild,
And guards them safely home.

4. Oh, gentle Shepherd, still behold
Thy helpless charge in me;
And take a wanderer to Thy fold,
That trembling turns to Thee.
LITCHFIELD'S COLL.

915. C. M.

1. A MOTHER may forgetful be,
For human love is frail;
But Thy Creator's love to thee,
O Zion! can not fail.

2. No! thy dear name engraven stands, In characters of love,

On thy almighty Father's hands;
And never shall remove.

3. Before His ever watchful eye
Thy mournful state appears,
And every groan, and every sigh,
Divine compassion hears.

4. O Zion! learn to doubt no more,
Be every fear suppressed;
Unchanging truth, and love, and power,
Dwell in thy Saviour's breast.

MRS. STEELE.

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