THE LITTLE FLOCK.

Church of the everlasting God,

The Father's gracious choice, Amid the voices of this earth How feeble is thy voice!

Thy words amid the words of earth,
How noiseless and how low!
Amid the hurrying crowds of time,
Thy steps how calm and slow!

But 'mid the wrinkled brows of earth,
Thy brow how free from care;
'Mid the flushed cheeks of riot here,
Thy cheek how pale and fair!

Amid the restless eyes of earth,
How steadfast is thine eye,

Fixed on the silent loveliness
Of the far eastern sky.

A little flock! 'Tis well, 'tis well;

Such be her lot and name;

Through ages past it has been so,

And now 'tis still the same.

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THE LITTLE FLOCK.

But the chief Shepherd comes at length;

Her feeble days are o'er,

No more a handful in the earth,

A little flock no more.

No more a lily among thorns;
Weary, and faint, and few,

But countless as the stars of heaven,
Or as the early dew.

Then entering the eternal halls,

In robes of victory,

That mighty multitude shall keep

The joyous jubilee.

Unfading palms they bear aloft,
Unfaltering songs they sing;

Unending festival they keep,

In presence of the King.*

* Τῶν ἀγγέλων καὶ τῶν ἁγίων ἀει ἑορταζόντων.—ΑΤΗΑ·

NASIUS.

THE NAME OF NAMES.

FATHER, thy Son hath died

The sinner's death of woe;

Stooping in love from heaven to earth, Our curse to undergo;

Our curse to undergo,

Upon the hateful tree.

Give glory to thy Son, O Lord,

Put honor on that name of names
By blessing me!

Father, thy Son hath borne

The sinner's doom of shame;

Bearing his cross without the gate,
He met the law's full claim;

He met the law's full claim,

Sin's righteous penalty.

Give glory to thy Son, O Lord,

Put honor on that name of names

By pardoning me!

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THE NAME OF NAMES.

Father, thy Son hath poured

His life-blood on this earth,

To cleanse away our guilt and stains,
To give us second birth;

To give us second birth,

From sin to set us free.

Give glory to thy Son, O Lord,
Put honor on that name of names
By cleansing me!

Father, thy Son hath risen,

O'ercoming hell's dark powers;

His surety-death was all for us,
His surety-life is ours;

His surety life is ours,

Ours, ours eternally.

Give glory to thy Son, O Lord,

Put honor on that name of names

By quickening me!

Father, thy Son to thee

Is now gone up on high,

Enthroned in heaven at thy right hand,

He reigns eternally;

He reigns eternally,

THE NAME OF NAMES.

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In might and majesty.

Give glory to thy Son, O Lord.

Put honor on that name of names
By raising me!

Father, thy Son on earth,

No one to own him found,

He passed among the sons of men
Rejected and disowned;

Rejected and disowned,

That we received might be !

Give glory to thy Son, O Lord,
Put honor on that name of names
By owning me!

Father, thy Son is king,

For

Heaven's crown and earth's is his;

us, for us, he bought the crown, For us he earned the bliss;

For us he earned the bliss.

Amen, so let it be!

Give glory to thy Son, O Lord,

Put honor on that name of names

By crowning me!