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L. M. 519.
Meeting of Ministers.
Lord ! thine assembled servants bless;
And clothe thy priests with righteousness. 2 Within thy temple where we stand,
To teach the truth as taught by thee,
The angels of the churches be!
Firmness with meekness from above,
And love the souls whom thou dost love :4 To watch and pray, and never faint;
By day and night strict guard to keep;
Nourish thy lambs, and feed thy sheep. 5 Then, when our work is finished here,
In humble hope, our charge resign:
O God! may they and we be thine. 520.
The Death of a Minister.
And all our tears be dry :
That view a Saviour nigh? 2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust,
The aged and the young;
And mute th’instructive tongue ;3 Th’ eternal shepherd still survives,
New comfort to impart;
Still animates our heart.
My church shall safe abide ;"
Who in his love confide.
5 Through every scene of life and death,
His promise is our trust;
When we are cold in dust. 521,
The Pastor's Death.
Soul of the just, set free!
Thy bright example be! 2 Faith, perseverance, zeal,
Language of light and power,
Marked thee, till life's last hour. 3 Now,-toil and conflict o'er,
Go, take with saints thy place:
A sinner saved by grace. 4 Lord Jesus ! to thy hands
Our pastor we resign;
We were not his, but thine. 5 Thou art thy church's head;
And when the members die,
To thee we lift our eye.
We gather round our Rock;
Thyself to feed thy flock. 522.
The Death of an aged Minister. 1 “SERVANT of God! well done!
Rest from thy loved employ:
Enter thy Master's joy."
lle started up to hear;
He fell—but felt no fear. 3 Tranquil amid alarms,
It found him on the field,
A veteran slumbering on his arms,
Beneath his red-cross shield.
4 The pains of death are past,
Labor and sorrow cease ;
His soul is found in peace. 5 Soldier of Christ! well-done!
Praise be thy new employ ;
Rest in thy Saviour's joy!
Inquiring of a Watchman. 1 WATCHMAN! tell us of the night,
What its signs of promise are?
See that glory-beaming star:
Aught of hope or joy foretell?
Promised day of Israel.
Higher yet that star ascends;
Peace and truth, its course portends ;
Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveler! ages are its own,
See! it bursts o'er all the earth. 3 Watchman ! tell us of the night,
For the morning seems to dawn;
Doubt and terror are withdrawn:
Hie thee to thy quiet home;
Lo! the Son of God is come !
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H. M. 524.
In alĩ thy saving might:
To spread thy glorious light:
That all the earth thy truth may know. 2 Put forth thy glorious power!
The nations then will see,
In converts born of thee:
And earth shall yield her full increase. 525.
The Heathen crying for Help. 1 HARK! what mean those lamentations,
Rolling sadly through the sky ? 'T is the cry of heathen nations,
“Come and help us or we die !"
Christians! hear their dying cry;
Haste to help them, ere they die. 526.
The Gospel-Banner. 1 NOW be the gospel-banner,
In every land, unfurled ;
Re-echoed through the world ;
Till every tribe and tongue
And join the happy throng.
Of earth and hell combine?
Shall soon resplendent shine:
Immanuel, Prince of peace!
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3 Yes,—thou shalt reign for ever,
O Jesus, King of kings!
Each ransomed captive sings:
The deserts learn thy praise,
The song responsive raise. 527.
Before thy face, dread King! we stand:
Has called thy people from afar. 2 We meet, through distant lands, to spread
The truth for which the martyrs bled ;
The thunder of thy praise to roll.
Our hopes revive, our courage raise,
The single eye, the faithful heart.
Recall the wandering spirits home;
To spread the spacious earth around. 528.
The Heralds pointing out the Way.
The glories of the latter day :
Sure earnest of the rising sun.
A chosen consecrated band,
And cry aloud," Behold the way!"
Where Israel's God delights to dwell:
And calls the sacred place his own.
Spare not, but lift your voices high: