439.

C. M.

H. K. WHITE.

Journeying through Death to Life.

1 THROUGH Sorrow's night, and danger's path,
Amid the deepening gloom,
We, soldiers of a heavenly King,
Are marching to the tomb.

2 There, when the turmoil is no more,
And all our powers decay,

Our cold remains in solitude
Shall sleep the years away.

3 Our labors done, securely laid
In this our last retreat,
Unheeded, o'er our silent dust

The storms of life shall beat.

4 Yet not thus lifeless, thus inane, The vital spark shall lie;

For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise, To seek its kindred sky.

440. S. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Uncertainty of Life.

1 TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine,
Lodged in thy sovereign hand;
And, if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by thy command.

2 The present moment flies,
And bears our life away;
O make thy servants truly wise,
That they may live to-day.

3 One thing demands our care;
O be it still pursued!

Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renewed.

4 To Jesus may we fly

Swift as the morning light,

Lest life's young golden beams should die,
In sudden, endless night.

441.

C. M.

MONTGOMERY.

Heaven and Earth.

1 WHILE through this changing world we roam, From infancy to age,

Heaven is the Christian pilgrim's home,
His rest at every stage.

2 Thither his raptured thought ascends,
Eternal joys to share;

There his adoring spirit bends,
While here he kneels in prayer.

3 From earth his freed affections rise,
To fix on things above,
Where all his hope of glory lies,
And love is perfect love.

4 Ah! there may we our treasure place,
There let our hearts be found,
That still where sin abounded, grace
May more and more abound.

5 Henceforth our conversation be
With Christ before the throne:
Ere long we eye to eye shall see,
And know as we are known.

439.

C. M.

H. K. WHITE.

Journeying through Death to Life.

1 THROUGH Sorrow's night, and danger's path,
Amid the deepening gloom,
We, soldiers of a heavenly King,
Are marching to the tomb.

2 There, when the turmoil is no more,
And all our powers decay,
Our cold remains in solitude
Shall sleep the years away.

3 Our labors done, securely laid
In this our last retreat,
Unheeded, o'er our silent dust

The storms of life shall beat.

4 Yet not thus lifeless, thus inane, The vital spark shall lie;

For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise, To seek its kindred sky.

440. S. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Uncertainty of Life.

1 TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine,
Lodged in thy sovereign hand;
And, if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by thy command.

2 The present moment flies,
And bears our life away;
O make thy servants truly wise,
That they may live to-day.

3 One thing demands our care;
O be it still pursued!

Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renewed.

4 To Jesus may we fly

Swift as the morning light,

Lest life's young golden beams should die,
In sudden, endless night.

441.

C. M.

MONTGOMERY.

Heaven and Earth.

1 WHILE through this changing world we roam, From infancy to age,

Heaven is the Christian pilgrim's home,
His rest at every stage.

2 Thither his raptured thought ascends,
Eternal joys to share;

There his adoring spirit bends,
While here he kneels in prayer.

3 From earth his freed affections rise,
To fix on things above,
Where all his hope of glory lies,
And love is perfect love.

4 Ah! there may we our treasure place,
There let our hearts be found,
That still where sin abounded, grace
May more and more abound.

5 Henceforth our conversation be
With Christ before the throne:
Ere long we eye to eye shall see,
And know as we are known.

Protection, Victory, and Deliverance. Ps. 91.

1 YE sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare,

Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,
And try, and trust his care.

2 He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all their ways;
To watch your pillow while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.

3 "Because on me they set their love,
I'll save them, saith the Lord;
I'll bear their joyful souls above
Destruction and the sword.

4 "My grace shall answer when they call;
In trouble I'll be nigh;

My power shall help them when they fall, And raise them when they die.

5 "Those that on earth my name have known, I'll honor them in heaven;

There my salvation shall be shown,
And endless life be given."

443.

S. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Tracing the Steps of the pious Dead.

1 How swift the torrent rolls,

That bears us to the sea!

The tide that bears our thoughtless souls
To vast eternity!