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M. We praise Thee, O God! We magnify Thee!
Heaven and earth are full of the majesty of Thy glory.
For He has visited and redeemed His people,
And behold all things have become new.
And of his fullness we all partake.
And dwelt among us full of graciousness and truth.
Whoso followeth him shall not walk in darkness.
If we abide in him we shall bear much fruit.
And every one that is of the truth heareth his voice.
And being lifted up he draws all men unto him.
M. Being faithful unto death, he has received a crown of life.
God and our God.
Light for every man born into the world :
Till they become sons of God.
Which none can see and live.
Where the righteous put forth their hands and fear.
And the mingling dayspring comes.
And the perishable world too dark below.
But one living communion of seen and unseen.
But lo! they sleep unto everlasting waking.
And the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. Forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors. Lead us not into temptation. Deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom and the
power and the glory forever and ever. Choir. Amen.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He leadeth me beside the still waters. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me. Cast thy burden on the Lord, He will sustain thee. God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Trust in Him at all times. Pour out your heart before Him. The mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting, and His righteousness to children's children.
Man is of few days and full of trouble. He cometh forth as a flower and is cut down; he fleeth as a shadow and continueth not. Thou changest his countenance and sendest him away.-When the silver cord is loosed, and the golden bowl is broken, when the pitcher is broken at the fountain, and the wheel is broken at the cistern, then man goeth to his eternal home, and the mourners go about the streets. The dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit unto God who
Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord ? Who shall stand in His holy place? He that hath clean hands and a pure heart, who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully. He slıall receive the blessing from the Lord, and righteousuess from the God of his salvation.—The memorial of virtue is immortal, because it is known with God and with men. When it is present men take example of it, when it is gone they desire it. It weareth a crown and triumpheth forever. The souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and they are in peace. Though they perish from the sight of men, yet is their hope full of immortality.-No man liveth to himself, and no man dieth to himself. Whether we live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die, we die unto the Lord. Whether we live or die, we are the Lord's.
I would not have you ignorant concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not as others who have no hope. If our earthly house of this tabernacle be dissolved, we have a building of God, a house
not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. We are willing, therefore, to be absent from the body and present with the Lord.—This corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. I reckon that the sufferings of the present time are not worthy to be compared to the glory that shall be revealed to us. For eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man conceived the things which God hath prepared for those who love Him. Now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, then shall I know even as I ain known.-In my Father's house there are many mansions. If it were not so I would have told you; I go to prepare a place for you. Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. Even so, saith the Spirit, for they rest from their la bors, and their works do follow them. They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more, neither shall the sun light on them nor any heat.—There the wicked cease from troubling and the weary are at rest.—And there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, nor pain. For God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.
Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.—David's servants said unto him, What is this that thou hast done? Thou didst fast and weep for the child, while it was alive, but when the child was dead thou didst rise and eat bread. And he said, While the child was yet alive I fasted and wept, for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me that the child may live. But now he is dead wherefore should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.
Suffer the little children to come unto me and forbid them not, for of such is the kingdom of God. And he took them in his arms and blessed them.
I think that Heaven will not be shut for- | With silence only as their benediction, evermore,
God's angels come,
Hath evil wrought;
God calls our loved ones, but we lose not Lest any afar off turned them to the light;
wholly That He who loved us into life must be
What He has given, A Father infinitely fatherly;
They live on earth, in thought and deed, as And groping for Him these shall find their
As in His heaven. From outer dark through twilight into day.
- Whittier, .-Massey. And death seems but a covered way
There is no flock however watched and Which opens up to light,
tended Wherein no blinded child can stray
But one dead lamb is there, Beyond the Father's sight.
There is no household howsoe'er defended And care and trial seem at last
But has one vacant chair.
There is no death. What seems so is transiIn purple distance fair.
tion. And all the jarring notes of life
This life of mortal breath Seem blended in a psalm,
Is but a suburb of that life Elysian, And all the angles of its strife
Whose portal we call death. Slow rounding into calm.
--Longfellow. Alas for him who never sees
Thou wilt not leave us in the dust : The stars shine through his cypress trees; Thou madest man, He knows not why; Who hopeless lays his dead away,
He thinks he was not made to die, Nor looks to see the breaking day
And Thou hast made him ; Thou art just. Across the mournful marbles play:
We have but faith, we cannot know, Who hath not learned in hours of faith
For knowledge is of things we see, The truth, to flesh and sense unknown,
And yet we trust it comes from Thee That Life is ever lord of Death,
A beam in darkness; let it grow. And Love can never lose its own.
I hold it true, what e'er befall, I know not where His islands lift
I feel it when I sorrow most, Their fronded palms in air;
'Tis better to have loved and lost, I only know I cannot drift
Than never to have loved at all. Beyond His love and care.
- Tennyson. And so beside the silent sea, I wait with muffled oar,
Loving friends, be wise, and dry No harm from Him can come to me,
Straightway every weeping eye ; On ocean or on shore.
What ye lift upon the bier
Is not worth a wistful tear, God giveth quietness at last !
'Tis an empty sea-shell,-one The common way that all have passed Out of which the pearl is gone; * • She went, with mortal yearning fond,
While the man whom you call 'dead To fuller life and love beyond.
In unspoken bliss, instead, O silent land! to which we move,
Lives and loves you ; lost, 'tis true, Enough if there alone be love,
In such light as shines for you. * * And mortal need can ne'er outgrow
Weep awhile if ye are fain, What it is waiting to bestow.
| Sunshine still must follow rain;