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4. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;

Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

5. In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.

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1. SAVIOUR, visit Thy plantation,

Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain!
All will come to desolation,
Unless Thou return again;

Lord, revive us,

BOWRING.

All our help must come from Thee!
2. Keep no longer at a distance,
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of Thine assistance,
Ev'ry plant should droop and die.
Lord, revive us, etc.

3. Surely once Thy garden flourish'd
Ev'ry part looked gay and green;
Then Thy word our spirits nourish'd-
Happy seasons we have seen;
Lord, revive us, etc.

4. But a drought has since succeeded,
And a sad decline we see;
Lord, Thy help is greatly needed-
Help can only come from Thee.
Lord, revive us, etc.

5. Dearest Saviour, hasten hither,

Thou canst make them bloom again!

O! permit them not to wither,
Let not all our hopes be vain.
Lord, revive us, etc.

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6. Break the tempter's fatal power;
Turn the stony heart to flesh;
And begin from this good hour
To revive Thy work afresh.
Lord, revive us, etc.

1. I AM weary, I

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am weary

Of the cares and toils of life;
I am weary of its sorrows;
I am weary of its strife;
I am weary of its flowers,
That bloom so soon to die;
And the immortal spirit pineth
For its home beyond the sky.

2. I am weary of the trifles
That occupy my days;
I am weary of the longing
For human love and praise;
I am weary of thoughts that turn
So constantly to earth,

Fain would my spirit rise above
Its idle joy and mirth.

3. I have seen the flowers wither;

I have seen the loved ones die;
I have seen the clouds of sorrow
Overcast youth's summer sky;
I am pining, I am pining

For my home among

NEWTON.

the blest;

Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

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1. O MY God, by Thee forsaken,
Prostrate in the dust I lie;
Faith by gloomy terrors shaken,
All my hopes within me die;

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Yet, my soul, in Thee confiding,
Meditates Thy mercy still;
Though, on earth's dark coasts abiding,
Distant far from Zion's hill.

2. Deep to deep reponsive calling,
Thunders roar, the torrents roll;
Bursting clouds around me falling,
Wave on wave o'erwhelms my soul:
Yet the Lord, His grace commanding,
Will with mercies crown my days;
He my guardian, near me standing,
Cheers my nights with prayer and praise.
PRATT'S COLL.

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1. WILT Thou not visit me?

The plant beside me feels Thy gentle dew;

Each blade of grass I see

From Thy deep earth its quickening moisture drew.

2. Wilt Thou not visit me?

Thy morning calls on me with cheering tone;
And every hill and tree

Lend but one voice, the voice of Thee alone.

3. Come, for I need Thy love,

More than the flower the dew, or grass the rain;
Come, like Thy holy dove,

And let me in Thy sight rejoice to live again.

4. Yes! Thou wilt visit me;

Nor plant, nor tree, Thine eyes delight so well,
As when from sin set free,

Man's spirit comes with Thine in peace to dwell.

887.

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1. My soul, go boldly forth,

Forsake this sinful earth;

What hath it been to thee
But pain and sorrow?

And think'st thou it will be
More kind to-morrow?

,888.

2. Thy God, thy Head's above;
There is the world of love;
Mansions there purchased are
By Christ's own merit;
For these He doth prepare
Thee by His Spirit.

3. Lord Jesus, take my spirit;
I trust Thy love and merit;
Take home Thy wandering sheep,
For Thou hast sought it;
My soul in safety keep,

For Thou hast bought it.

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1. GUIDE me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land:
I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Hold me with Thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven,

Feed me till I want no more.
2. Open Thou the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,

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Lead me all my journey through;
Strong Deliverer,

Be Thou still my strength and shield.
3. When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid the swelling stream divide;
Death of death, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side;

Songs of praises

I will ever give to Thee.

P. WILLIAMS, OR OLIVER.

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1. HOLY Father, Thou hast taught me

I should live to Thee alone;

Year by year, Thy hand hath brought me
On through dangers oft unknown.

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When I wandered, Thou hast found me;
When I doubted, sent me light,

Still Thine arm has been around me,
All my paths were in Thy sight.
2. In the world will foes assail me,
Craftier, stronger far than I;
And the strife may never fail me,
Well I know, before I die.
Therefore, Lord, I come, believing
Thou canst give the power I need;
Through the prayer of faith receiving
Strength--the Spirit's strength, indeed.
3. I would trust in Thy protecting,
Wholly rest upon Thine arm;
Follow wholly Thy directing,

890.

Thou, mine only guard from harm!
Keep me from mine own undoing,
Help me turn to Thee when tried,
Still my footsteps, Father, viewing,
Keep me ever at Thy side!

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1. GENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us
Thro' this lowly vale of tears,
And, O, Lord, in mercy give us
Thy rich grace in all our fears.
O, refresh us--

O, refresh us with Thy grace.
2. Though ten thousand ills beset us,
From without and from within,
Jesus says He'll ne'er forget us,
But will save from every sin.
Therefore praise Him-

Praise the great Redeemer's name.
3. Though distresses now attend thee,

And thou tread'st the thorny road ; His right hand shall still defend thee; Soon He'll bring thee home to God! Therefore praise Him

Praise the great Redeemer's name.

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