619.

3. Our Captain leads us on;

He beckons from the skies,
And reaches out a starry crown,
And bids us take the prize;

4. "Be faithful unto death;
Partake My victory;

And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath,
And thou shalt reign with Me."

Doxology. S. M.

BLEST Trinity! vouchsafe

C. WESLEY.

That, to Thy guidance true,
What Thou forbiddest, we may shun;
What Thou commandest, do.

S. M.

1. YOUR harps, ye trembling saints,
Down from the willows take:
Loud to the praise of Love divine
Bid every string awake.

2. Though in a foreign land,

We are not far from home,

And nearer to our house above
We every moment come.

3. His grace will to the end

Stronger and brighter shine,

Nor present things, nor things to come,
Shall quench the spark divine.

4. When we in darkness walk,

Nor feel the heavenly flame,
Then is the time to trust our God,
And rest upon His name.

5. Soon shall our doubts and fears
Subside at His control;

His loving-kindness shall break through
The midnight of the soul.

6. Blest is the man, O God,

620.

621.

That stays himself on Thee!

Who waits for Thy salvation, Lord,
Shall Thy salvation see.

S. M.

1. How heavy is the night

That hangs upon our eyes,

Till Christ, with His reviving light,
Over our souls arise!

2. Our guilty spirits dread

To meet the wrath of Heaven;
But in His righteousness arrayed,
We see our sins forgiven.

3. Unholy and impure

Are all our thoughts and ways;
His hands infected nature cure,
With sanctifying grace.

4. The powers of hell

agree

To hold our souls in vain;

He sets the sons of bondage free,
And breaks the accursed chain.

5. Lord, we adore Thy ways,
To bring us near to God;

TOPLADY.

Thy sovereign Power, Thy healing grace,
And Thy atoning blood.

S. M.

1. "FOREVER with the Lord!"

So, Jesus! let it be;

Life from the dead is in that word;

'Tis immortality.

2. Here, in the body pent,

Absent from Thee I

roam;

Yet nightly pitch my moving tent,
A day's march nearer home.

WATTS.

622.

3. "Forever with the Lord !"

Saviour, if 't is Thy will
The promise of that faithful word
E'en here to me fulfill.

4. So when my latest breath
Shall rend the vail in twain,
By death I shall escape from death,
And life eternal gain.

5. Knowing as I am known,

How shall I love that word,

And oft repeat before the throne-
"Forever with the Lord!"

S. M.

MONTGOMERY,

623.

1. A CHARGE to keep I have;
A God to glorify;

A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.

2. To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfill;

O may it all my powers engage
To do my Master's will.

3. Arm me with jealous care,
As in Thy sight to live;

And O thy servant, Lord, prepare
A strict account to give.

4. Help me to watch and pray,
And on Thyself rely;

Assured if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.

S. M.

1. TEACH me, my God and King,

Thy will in all to see;

And what I do in any thing,

To do it as for Thee!

C. WESLEY.

2. To scorn the senses' sway,

While still to Thee I tend;
In all I do, be Thou the way,
In all, be Thou the end,

3. All may of Thee partake;
Nothing so small can be

But draws, when acted for Thy sake
Greatness and worth from Thee.

4. If done beneath Thy laws

E'en servile labors shine;

Hallowed is toil, if this the cause;
The meanest work, divine.

624.

HERBERT.

S. M.

1. COME, Holy Spirit, come;
Let Thy bright beams arise;
Dispel the sorrow from our minds,
The darkness from our eyes.

2. Convince us of our sin;

Then lead to Jesus' blood,
And to our wondering view reveal
The mercies of our God.

3. Revive our drooping faith,

Our doubts and fears remove,
And kindle in our breasts the flame
Of never-dying love.

4. 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,
To sanctify the soul,

Το

pour

fresh life in every part, And new-create the whole.

5. Come, Holy Spirit, come;

Our minds from bondage free;

Then shall we know, and praise, and love,

The Father, Son, and Thee.

BEDDOME.

625.

626.

627.

S. M.

1. THE harvest dawn is near,
The year delays not long;

And he who sows with many a tear,
Shall reap with many a song.

2. Sad to his toil he goes,

His seed with weeping leaves;

But He shall come, at twilight's close,
And bring His golden sheaves.

S. M.

G. BURGESS,

1. YE servants of the Lord,
Each in His office wait,
Observant of His heavenly word,
And watchful at His gate.

2. Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame;
Gird up your loins as in His sight,
For awful is His name.

3. Watch 't is your Lord's command;
And while we speak, He 's near;
Mark the first signal of His hand,
And ready all appear.

4. O happy servant he

In such a posture found!

He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crowned.

S. M. Double.

1. I was a wandering sheep,

I did not love the fold:

I did not love my Shepherd's voice,
I would not be controll'd;

I was a wayward child,

I did not love my home,

I did not love my Shepherd's voice,
I loved afar to roam.

DODDRIDGE.