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1. C. M.

J. MASON. Morning Praise.

1 Mr God was with me all this night,
And gave me sweet repose;

My God did watch, even whilst I slept,
Or I had never rose.

2 Lord, for the mercies of the night,
My humble thanks I pay;

And unto thee I dedicato

The first fruits of the day.

3 Let this day praise thee, O my God,
And so let all my days;

And O let mine eternal day
Be thine eternal praise.

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1 Up to the throne of God is borne
The voice of praise at early morn,
And he accepts the punctual hymn,
Sung as the light of day grows dim.

2 Nor will he turn his ear aside
From holy offerings at noontide;
Then here reposing let us raise
A song of gratitude and praise.

3. Look up to heaven! the industrious sun
Already half his race hath run;
He cannot halt nor go astray,
But our immortal spirits may.

4 Lord! since his rising in the east,
If we have faltered or transgressed,
Guide, from thy love's abundant source,
What yet remains of this day's course.

5 Help with thy grace, through life's short

day,

Our upward and our downward way; And glorify for us the west,

When we shall sink to final rest.

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1 ANOTHER fleeting day is gone;
Slow o'er the west the shadows rise;
Swift the soft-stealing hours have flown,
And night's dark mantle veils the skies.

2 Another fleeting day is gone,
Swept from the records of the year;
And still, with each successive sun,
Life's fading visions disappear.

3 Another fleeting day is gone
To join the fugitives before;
And I, when life's employ is done,
Shall sleep, to wake in time no more.

4. Another fleeting day is gone;
But soon a fairer day shall rise,
A day whose never-setting sun
Shall pour his light o'er cloudless skies.

5 Another fleeting day is gone;
In solemn silence rest, my soul!
Bow down before his awful throne
Who bids the morn and evening roll.

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1 ANOTHER Week has passed away,
Another Sabbath now is here;
Lord, with thy blessing crown the day
Which all thy children hold so dear.

2 Delivered from its weekly load,
How light the happy spirit springs,
And soars to thy divine abode,
With peace and freedom on its wings.

3 Now 't is our privilege to find

A short release from all our care;
To leave the world's pursuits behind,
And breathe a more celestial air.

4 O Lord, those earthly thoughts destroy,
Which cling too fondly to our breast;
Through grace prepare us to enjoy
The coming hours of hallowed rest.

5 And when thy word shall set us free
From every burden that we bear,
O may we rise to rest with thee,
And hail a brighter Sabbath there.

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MONTGOMERY.

Sunday Evening.

1 MILLIONS within thy courts have been;
Millions this day have bent the knee;
But thou, soul-searching God! hast seen
The hearts of all that worshipped thee.
2 Still as the light of morning broke
O'er island, continent, or deep,
Thy far-spread family awoke,
Sabbath all round the earth to keep.

3 From east to west the sun surveyed, From north to south, adoring throngs; And still where evening stretched her shade,

The stars came forth to hear their songs.

4 And not a prayer, a tear, or sigh, Hath failed this day some suit to gain; To those in trouble thou wert nigh; Not one hath sought thy face in vain. 5 Thy poor were bountifully fed

Thy chastened sons have kissed the rod; Thy mourners have been comforted; The pure in heart have seen their God. 6 Yet one prayer more; and be it one In which both heaven and earth accord; Fulfil thy promise to thy son!

Let all that breathe call Jesus Lord!

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1 THE lands that long in darkness lay Now have beheld a heavenly light; Nations, that sat in death's cold shade Are blest with beams divinely bright. 2 The virgin's promised Son is born! Behold the expected Child appear! What shall his names or titles be? The Wonderful, the Counsellor!' 3 The government of earth and seas Upon his shoulders shall be laid; His wide dominions shall increase, And honors to his name be paid. 4 Jesus, the holy Child shall sit

High on his father David's throne; Shall crush his foes beneath his feet, And reign to ages yet unknown.

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"That ye through his poverty might be rich." 1 O'ER the dark wave of Galilee

The gloom of twilight gathers fast,
And on the waters drearily
Descends the fitful evening blast.

2 The weary bird hath left the air,
And sunk into his sheltered nest;
The wandering beast has sought his lair,
And laid him down to welcome rest.
3 Still, near the lake, with weary tread,
Lingers a form of humaa kin!;

And on his lone, unsheltered head Flows the chill night-damp of the wind. 4 Why seeks he not a home of rest? Why seeks he not a pillowed bed? Beasts have their dens, the bird its nest; He hath not where to lay his head. 5 Such was the lot he freely chose, To bless, to save the human race; And through his poverty there flows A rich, full stream of heavenly grace.

14. L. M.

BP. HEBER. "Hosanna to the Son of David." Palm Sunday.

1 RIDE on, ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry! Thine humble beast pursues his road, With palms and scattered garments strewed.

2 Ride on, ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! O Christ thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin! 3 Ride on, ride on in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on his glorious throne Expects his own anointed Son. 4 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! Bow thy meek head to mortal pain; Then take, O Christ, thy power and reign!

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BOWRING.

8 & 7s M.
The Cross of Christ.

1 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.

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me ;
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.

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.

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1 CHILD, amidst the flowers at play,
While the red light tades away;
Mother, with thine earnest eye,
Ever following silently;
Father, by the breeze of eve
Called thy harvest work to leave,
Pray; ere yet the dark hours be,'
Lift the heart, and bend the knee.
2 Traveller, in the stranger's land,
Far from thine own household band;
Mourner, haunted by the tone
Of a voice from this world gone ;
Captive, in whose narrow cell
Sunshine hath not leave to dwell;
Sailor on the darkening sea;-
Lift the heart and bend the knee.

18. 7s M. 61. MONTGOMERY.
A Sinner imploring Mercy. Ps. 69.

1 GOD, be merciful to me,

For my spirit trusts in thee,
And to thee, her refuge springs;
Be the shadow of thy wings
Round the trembling sinner cast,
Till the storm is overpast.

2 Poor and sorrowful am I;

Set me, O my God, on high;
Wonders thou for me hast wrought;
Nigh to death my soul is brought;
Save me, Lord, in mercy save,
Lest I sink below the grave.

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Confession and Prayer. - Ps. 51. 1 HAVE mercy on me, O my God, In loving kindness hear my prayer; Withdraw the terror of thy rod; Lord, in thy tender mercy spare. 2 Offences rise where'er I look:

But I confess their guilt to thee;
Blot my transgressions f.om thy book,
Cleanse me from mine iniquity.
3 A perfect heart in me create,
Renew my soul in innocence;
Cast not the suppliant from thy gate,
Nor take thine holy Spirit hence.
4 Thy consolations, as of old,

Now to my troubled mind restore;
By thy free Spirit's might uphold
And guide my steps, to fall no more.

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21. 7s M. 61. J. NEWTON.
The Child of God.

1 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart,
Make me teachable and mild;
Upright, simple, free from art,
Make me as a weaned child:
From distrust and envy free,
Pleased with all that pleases thee.
2 What thou shalt today provide,
Let me as a child receive;
What tomorrow may betide,
Calmly to thy wisdom leave:
'Tis enough that thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?

3 As a little child relies

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Health, Sickness, and Recovery. Ps. 30. 1 FIRM was my health, my day was bright, And I presumed 't would ne'er be night; Fondly I said within my heart, 'Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart.' 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 Hear me, O God of grace, 'I said,

And bring me from among the dead;' Thy word rebuked the pains I felt, Thy pardoning love removed my guilt.

4 My groans, and tears, and forms of wo, Are turned to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 5 My tongue, the glory of my frame,

Shall ne'er be silent of thy name; Thy praise shall sound through earth and heaven,

For sickness healed and sins forgiven.

23. L. M. 61. BP. HEBER.

Unspeakable Glories of Heaven.

1 I PRAISED the earth, in beauty seen
With garlands gay of various green;
I praised the sea, whose ample field
Shone glorious as a silver shield;
And earth and ocean seemed to say
'Our beauties are but for a day!"
2 I praised the sun, whose chariot rolled
Ou wheels of amber and of gold;
I praised the moon, whose softer eye
Gleamed sweetly through the summer
sky!

And moon and sun in answer said,
Our days of light are numbered!"
O God! O Good beyond compare !
If thus thy meaner works are fair!
If thus thy bounties gild the span
Of ruined earth and sinful man,
How glorious must the mansion be
Where thy redeemed shall dwell with

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For increase of Faith.

1 LORD I believe; thy power I own,
Thy word I would obey;
I wander comfortless and lone,
When from thy truth I stray.
2 Lord I believe; but gloomy fears
Sometimes bedim my sight;

I look to thee with prayers and tears,
And cry for strength and light.

3 Lord I believe; but thou dost know
My faith is cold and weak;
Pity my frailty, and bestow
The confidonce I seek.

4 Yes! I believe; and only thou
Canst give my soul relief;
Lord, to thy truth my spirit bow;
Help thou my unbelief!

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L. M. H. K. WHITE.
At parting.

1 CHRISTIANS and brethren, ere we part,
Join every voice and every heart;
One solemn hymn to God we raise,
One final song of grateful praise.
2 Beloved! we here may meet no more;
But there is yet a happier shore ;
And there, released from toil and pain,
Oh brethren! we shall meet again.

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On Jordan's bank, whene'er we come, And hear the swelling waters roar,

Father, convey as safely home,

To friends not lost, but gone before.

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Dust to dust; the Spirit to God.

1 CALM on the bosom of thy God,
Fair spirit, rest thee now!
E'en while with us thy footstep trod,
His seal was on thy brow.

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