3 In thee I read my title clear To mansions that will ne'er decay; For nothing shall be then conceal'd; When I have reach'd the heavenly shore, The Lord himself will stand reveal'd. 5 When midst the throng celestial placed, The bright Original I see, From which thy sacred page was traced, Sweet book! I've no more need of thee. 386.-C M. 1 THE Spirit breathes upon the word, 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, It gives a light to ev'ry age, It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave thee, still supplies 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, As makes a world of darkness shine. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue 387.-C. M. 1 JESUS, Thou Source of true delight, 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines 3 'Tis here, whene'er our comforts droop, And sins and sorrows rise, Thy love with cheerful beams of hope 4 Jesus, our Lord, our Life, our Light, Break through the gloomy shades of night. 5 Then shall each soul with rapture trace 388.-C. M. 1 How precious is the book Divine, As a bright lamp its doctrines shine, 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 389.-7, 6. MISSIONARY. 1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes In vain, with lavish kindness, Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, It spreads from pole to pole: 390. 1 THE heathen perish: day by day Thousands on thousands pass away. O Christians, to their rescue fly, Preach Jesus to them ere they die. 2 Wealth, labour, talents, freely give, Yea life, if they may also live; What hath your Saviour done for you? 3 Voice of the Mighty Lord, go forth, 391.-8, 7, 4. These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.-Ps. cvii. 24. 1 SPEED thy servants, Saviour, speed them, Thou art Lord of wind and waves; They were bound, but thou hast freed them, "Tis thine arm alone that saves. 2 Friends, and home, and all forsaking, Lead them safely by the hand. |