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Riches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast,
Sublimer sweets than nature knows,
Invite the longing taste.

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice,
Spreads heavenly peace around ;
And life, and everlasting joys,
Attend the blissful sound.

5 O may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;

And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light!

6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be thou for ever near;

Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.

HYMN 488. S. M. [345]

THE man is ever blest,

Who shuns the sinners' ways;
Who in their counsels doth not rest,
Nor takes the scorner's place;

2 But doth God's law survey
And study with delight,
Amidst the labors of the day
And watches of the night.

3 He, like a tree, shall thrive,
With waters near the root:
Fresh as the leaf his name shall live,
His works are heav'nly fruit.

4 Not so th' ungodly race;

They no such blessings find:

Their hopes, like chaff from threshing-place, Shall fly before the wind.

HYMN 489. S. M. [355]

THY perfect law, O Lord,
Restores the erring soul;
The testimonies of thy word
All foolish thoughts control.
2 Thy statutes, Lord, are right,
And fill the heart with joy;
Thy truth, like yonder sun, is light,
Outbeaming on the eye.

3 Thy fear from sin reclaims,
And ever shall endure;

Thy judgments, righteous in their aims,
True reverence insure.

4 Less priz'd is finest gold,

Or diamond from the mine; Honey most pure less sweet I hold, Than this good word of thine.

HYMN 490. C. M.

ON the first Christian Sabbath-eve,
When his disciples met,
O'er his lost fellowship to grieve,
Nor knew the scriptures yet—

2 Lo! in their midst his form was seen,
The form in which he died,-

Their Master's marr'd and wounded mein, His hands, his feet, his side.

3 Then were they glad their Lord to know, And worshipped, yet with fear;— Jesus again thy presence show,

Meet thy disciples here:

4 Be in our midst,-let faith rejoice,
Our risen Lord to view:

And make our spirits hear thy voice:
Say "Peace be unto you.'

5 Then, while we hearken, O unfold
The scriptures to our mind!
Their myst'ries let us now behold,
Their hidden treasures find.

PASTORAL.

HYMN 491. S. M. [214]

LORD of the harvest hear

Thy needy servants cry;
Answer our faith's effectual prayer,
And all our wants supply.

2 On thee we humbly wait,
Our wants are in thy view;
The harvest truly, Lord, is great,
The laborers are few.

3 Convert, and send forth more
Into thy church abroad;

And let them speak thy word of power,

As workers with their God.

4 Give the pure Gospel word,
The word of general grace;
Then let them preach the common Lord,
Saviour of human race.

5 O let them spread thy name,
Their mission fully prove;
Thy universal grace proclaim,
Thine all-redeeming love!

HYMN 492. L. M. [215];

HIGH on his everlasting throne,
The King of saints his work surveys;

Marks the dear souls he calls his own,
And smiles on the peculiar race.
2 He rests well pleased their toils to see;
Beneath his easy yoke they move;
With all their heart and strength agree,
In the sweet labor of his love.

3 See where the servants of the Lord,
A busy multitude appear;

For Jesus day and night employed,
His heritage they toil to clear.

4 The love of Christ their hearts constrains,
And strengthens their unwearied hands;
They spend their sweat and blood and pains,
To cultivate Immanuel's lands.

5 Jesus their toil delighted sees,

Their industry vouchsafes to crown;
He kindly gives the wish'd increase,
And sends the promis'd blessing down.
HYMN 493. L. M. [215]

HOW beauteous are their feet,
Who stand on Zion's hill,
That bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!

2 How charming is their voice,
So sweet the tidings are:

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'Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here!" 3 How happy are our ears,

That hear the joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!

4 How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heavenly light;
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight!

5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.

6 The Lord makes bare his arm,
Through all the earth abroad:
Let every nation now behold,
Their Saviour and their God.

HYMN 494. L. M. [216]

COMFORT, ye ministers of grace,
Comfort the people of your Lord;
O lift ye up the fallen race,

And cheer them by the Gospel word. 2 Go into every nation, go;

Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, Glad tidings unto all we show:

Jerusalem, thy God is nigh.

3 Hark! in the wilderness a cry,

A voice that loudly calls, Prepare; Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh,

And means to make his entrance there! 4 The Lord your God shall quickly come; Sinners, repent, the call obey; Open your hearts to make him room; Ye desert souls, prepare his way.

HYMN 495. L. M.

DRAW near, O Son of God, draw near!
Us with thy flaming eye behold:
Still in thy church vouchsafe t' appear,
And let our candlestick be gold.
2 Still hold the stars in thy right hand,
And let them in thy lustre glow;
The lights of a benighted land,
The angels of thy church below.

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