2 How vain is power or glittering wealth
Or all the joys we see!

And what are friends beloved, or health,
Or life compared with thee?

3 While sinners toil in anxious mood
Toil on and know no rest,

Oh, make us holy, wise, and good,
Then we are rich and blessed.

404

1

O'

PSALM 1xxii. 17.

'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,
Look my soul, be still and gaze;
All the promises do travail
With a glorious day of grace;
Blessed Jubilee,

Dawn at length on every place.

8. 7. 4.

2 Kingdoms that are wrapped in darkness,
Grant them, Lord, the long-lost light,
And, from eastern coast to western,
Let the morning chase the night;
Sun of glory,

Rise on their admiring sight.

3 Let the Indian, let the Negro,
Let the rude Barbarian see
That divine and glorious conquest,
Once obtained on Calvary;
And repenting,

Jesus, let them turn to thee.

4 Fly abroad thou mighty gospel,
Win and conquer, never cease,
That Immanuel's just dominion
May through all the earth increase;
Till all nations

Find in him their life and peace.

405

1

OF

ISAIAH XXXv. 5.

F all the gifts thy hand bestows,
Thou Giver of all good,

Not heaven itself a richer knows
Than our Redeemer's blood.

2 And yet, though well it suits our case,
That gift still proves in vain,
Till faith and renovating grace,
From the same hand we gain.

3 Till thou thy teaching power apply,
Our minds refuse to see;
And weak as a distempered eye,
Shut out the view of thee.

4 Blind to the merits of thy Son,
What misery we endure!

Yet fly that hand, from which alone
We could expect a cure.

C. M.

5 We praise thee, and would praise thee more; To thee our all we owe;

The precious Saviour, and the power
To feel him precious too.

406

1

OF

CLOSE OF WORSHIP.

F thy love, some gracious token,
Grant us, Lord, before we go;
Bless thy word which has been spoken
Life and peace on all bestow;
When we join the world again,

Let our hearts with thee remain.
2 Through this dangerous world direct us
With us at all times remain;
And with faithful care protect us
Till our happy home we gain;
Till we gain the heavenly shore
Where thy people want no more.

407

1 OF

THE SABBATH.

FT as these Sabbath hours return,
Fresh proofs of mercy we discern,
And joy to see thy grace bestowed
To light the darkness of our road:
Oh, let that light direct our way
To regions of eternal day.

2 Now let our souls in thee repose

The burden of their wants and woes,
And from thy word new power derive
To keep our feeble faith alive :
Thy blessing, Lord, we long to gain;
Let us not seek thy face in vain.

8. 7. 7.

L. M.

3 While here we dwell, with cares oppressed, Few are the hours of perfect rest;

But heaven will all our loss repair,
Each day will be a Sabbath there:
Lord, by the teaching of thy grace,
Prepare us for that holy place.

EXODUS xiv. 15. EPHESIANS vi. 10-18.

408 1 PETER V. 8, 9. ROMANS viii. 37.

FT in danger and in woe,

1 OFT

Onward Christians, onward go; Faithfully maintain the strife, Strengthened by the bread of life. 2 Onward, Christians, onward go, Press to heaven through every foe; Ye shall conquer in the hour Of the tempter's greatest power. 3 Let your drooping hearts be glad, Fight, in heavenly armour clad; Faint not, though the strife seem long, Soon will victory tune your song. 4 Let not sorrow dim your eye, Soon shall every tear be dry: Let not fears your course impede, Great your strength, if great your need. 5 Onward, then, to glory move, More than conquerors ye shall prove Still, through danger, toil, and woe, Onward, Christians, onward go.

409

HEBREWS xii. 6-10.

1 OFTEN events which cause us grief

Leave such results behind.

C. M.

7's.

That in them, when we find relief,
We may God's goodness find.

2 Too fond of fragile human props
Perchance we must be driven,
By loss of pleasant earthly hopes
To seek our rest in heaven.

3 He who afflicts his children loves,
However keen their smart ;
And sorrow's discipline removes
Much evil from the heart.

4 Earth to our Lord was dark and dim,
He saved his people thus ;

And can the world which frowned on him
Have only smiles for us?

5 No, we are called to run the race
Which our Redeemer run;
Nor must we find a resting place
Where Christ the Lord had none.

410

1

ΟΙ

JOHN iii. 3, 7.

H, beware of fondly thinking
God accepts thee, for thy tears;
Are the shipwrecked saved by sinking?
Can the ruined rise by fears?

2 Oh, beware of trust ill-grounded;
'Tis but fancied faith at most,
If you're cured before you're wounded
If you're saved before you're lost.

8. 7.