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1 Oh! let the dead now hear Thy voice;

Did, Lord, Thy banished ones rejoice; Our beauty this, our glerious dress, Jesus, the Lord, our Righteousness.

6 E'en so I love Thee, and will love,

And in Thy praise will sing ; Solely because Thou art my God,

And my eternal King.

HYJIN 255. C. II.


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IIYUN 253. C. VI.

ESUS! the very thought of Thee

With sweetness fills my breast;
But siecter far Thy face to see,

And in Thy presence rest. 2 No voice c:in sing, no heart can frame,

Vor can the memory find,
I sweeter sound than Jesus' name,

The Saviour of mankind.
3 Oh, hope of every contrite heart,

Oh, joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, low kind Thou art !

Ilo: good to those who seek ! 4 But what to those who find ? Ah! this

For tongue nor ren can slow;
The love of Jesus what it is

None lut Ilis loved ones know. 55 Jesus! our only joy be Thou,

As Thou our prize wilt be;
Jesus! be Thou our glory now,

And through eternity.

COW sweet the name of Jesus sounds,

In a believer's car!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

And drives away his sear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manua to the hungry soul, And for the weary,

rest. 3 Dear name! the rock on which I build,

My shield and hiding-place; lly never-failing treasury filled

With boundless stores of grace.
4 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,

Although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,

And I am owned a child. 5 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,

My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Loril, my Life, my Way, my End,

Accept the praise I bring.
6 W'cak is the effort of my heart,

And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,

I'll piaise Thee as I ought.
7 Till then, I would Thy love proclaim

With every fleeting breath; And may the music of Thy name

Refreslı my soul in death.

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Thus unite we to adore Him,

Bid we thuis our anthems flow.

3 Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven;

Earth is with its fulness stored ;
Unto Thee be glory given,

Iloly, holy, holy Lord !
Thus Thy glorious name confessing,

We adopt the angels' crv,
“ IIoly, holy, holy”—blessing

Thee, the Lord our God most Iligh !

3 Hail Him, the Heir of David's line,

Wlom David, Lord did call;
The God incarnate! Man divine !

And crown Him-Lord of all. 4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,

Ye ransomed from the fall,
IIail Him who saves you by His grace,

And crown Ilim-Lord of all.
5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget

The wormwood and the gall,
Go spread your trophies at His feet,

And crown Him—Lord of all. 6 Let every kindred, every tribe

On this terrestrial ball,
To lIim all majesty ascribe,

And crown IIim-Lord of all.

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2 IIe saw me ruined in the fall,

Yet loved me notwithstanding all ;
He saved me from my lost estate;

His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,

Though earth anıl bell my way oppose, Ile safely leads my soul along;

Llis loving-kindness, oh, how strong! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,

IIas gathered thick, and thundered loud, lle near my soul has always stood;

Ilis loving-kindness, oli, how good ! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart

Prone from my Saviour to depart,
But though I oft hare Ilim forgot,

IIis loving-kindness changes not.
6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,

Soon all my mortal powers must fail ;
Oh, may my last expiring breathi

Ilis loving-kindness sing in death! 7 Then let me mount and soar away

To the bright world of endless day;
And sing, with rapture and surprise,
Ilis loring-kindness in the skies.

IIYNN 259.
VIE strain upraise of joy and praise: :

For the glory of their King,
Shall the ransomed people sing ;

And the choirs that dwell on high
Shall re-echo through the sky

They in the rest of Paradise who dwell,
The blessed ones, with joy the chorus swell.

Alleluia, 2 The planets beaming on their heavenly way, The shining constellations, join and say,

Ye clouds that onward sweep,
Ye thunders echoing loud and deep,
Ye winds on pinions light,
Ye lightnings wildly bright,
In sweet consent unite

Your Alleluia, 3 Ye floods and ocean billows,

Ye storms and winter snow,
Ye days of cloudless beauty,

IIoar frost and summer glow,
Ye groves that ware in spring,
And glorious forests, sing

First let the birds, with painted plumage

gay, Exalt their great Creator's praise, and say

Alleluia. 4 Then let the beasts of carth, with varying

Join in creation's hymn and cry again,


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Here let the mountains thunder forth sono

Alleluia. IIere let the valleys sing in gentler chorus

Alleluia. Thou jubilant abyss of ocean cry,

Alleluia. Ye tracts of earth and continents reply,


2 Far up the everlasting hills,

In God's own light it lies ;
His smile its vast dimension fills

With joy that lever dies. 3 Ore narrow vale, one darksome wave,

Divides that land from this;
I have a Shepherd pledged to save,

And bear me home to bliss.

5 To God who all creation made, The frequent hymn be duly paid,

Alleluia. This is the strain, the eternal strain, the

Lord Almighty loves, Alleluia. This is the song, the heavenly song, that

Christ the King approves. Alleluia. Therefore we sing, both heart and voice awaking,

Alleluia. And children's voices ccho, answer making,

Now from all men be outpoured
Alleluia to the Lord :
With Alleluia evermore
The Son and Spirit we adore :
Praise be done to the Three in One!

Alleluia! Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Amen.

4 Soon at His feet my soul will lie,

In life's last struggling breath ; But I shall only seem to die,

I shall not taste of death. 5 Far from this guilty world, to be

Exempt from toil and strife ;
To spend eternity with Thes,

My Saviour, this is life!

IIYJN 262. C. M.

O Land belp me to resign

LORD, my best desire fulfil,


O" for a heart to praise

my God,


A heart from sin set free!
A heart that always feels Thy blood,

So freely spilt for me;
2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,

My great Redeemer's throne; Where only Christ is heard to speak,

Where Jesus reigns alone;
3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart,

Believing, true, and clean ;
Which neither life nor death can part

From Ilim that dwells within ;
4 A heart in every thought renewed,

And full of love divine, Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,

A copy, Lord, of Thine ! 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;

Come quickly from above; Write Thy new name upon my heart,

Thy new, best name of Love.

Lise, health, and comfort to Thy will,

And make Thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at Thy command,

Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at the gracious hand

That wipes away my tears? 3 No, rather let me freely yield

What most I prize to Thee,
Who never last a good withlıeld,

Or wilt withhold, from me.
4 Thy favour all my journey through,

Thou art engaged to grant;
What else I want, or think I do,

'Tis better still to want.
5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way,

Shall I resist them both ?
The poor, blind crcature of a day,

And crushed before the moth ! 6 But ol ! my inward spirit cries,

Still bind me to Thy sway!
Else the next cloud that veils the skies,

Drives all these thoughts aray.

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2 My Saviour, as Thou wilt!

5 Ilold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; If needy here and poor,

Shine through the gloom, and point me to Give me Thy people's bread,

the skies; Their portion rich and sure.

Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's rain The manna of Thy word

shadows flee; Lct my soul feed upon;

In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. And if all else should fail,

HIYAN 265. L. M.
My Lord, Thy will be done.

TORTII in Thy name, O Lord, I go, 3 My Saviour, as Thou wilt!

My daily labor to pursue;
Though seen through many a tear,

Thee, only Thee, resolved to know,
Let not my star of hope

In all I think, or speak, or do.
Grow dim or disappear.

? Give me to bear Thy easy yoke, Since Thou on earth hast wept

And every moment watch and pray; And sorrowed oft alone,

And still to things eternal look,
If I must weep with Thee,

And hasten to that glorious day.
My Lord, Thy will be done.

3 Fain would I still for Thee employ 4 My Saviour, as Thou wilt!

Whate'er Thy bounteous grace liath All shall be well for me:

given ; Each changing future scene,

Would run my course with even jos,
I gladly trust with Thee.

lud closely walk with Thee to hearen. Straight to my home above, I travel calmly on,

IIYMY 266. C. M.
And sing in life or deat!),

VAR from the world, O Lord, I fee,
My Lord, Thy will be done!

From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still

Ilis most successful war.

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade,
IIYIIN 261. II. 5.

With prayer and praise agree;
And seen by Thy sweet bounty made

For those that follow Thee.
The darkness deepens; Lord, with
me abide;

3 There if Thy Spirit touch the soul, When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, And grace her mean abode, Ilelp of the helpless, abide with me. Oh with what peace, and joy, and lore,

She communes with her God! 2 Swist to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass 1 Thiere, like the nightingale, she pours

IIer solitary lays, away;

Nor asks a witness of her song, Change and decay on all around I see; 0 Thou who changest not, abiile with me.

Nor thirsts for human praise.

5 Author and Guardian of my life! 3 I need Tly presence every passing hour;

Sweet source of life divine, What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's

And-all harmonious names in onepower?

My Saviour! Thou art mine. Who like 'Thyself, my guide and stay can

6 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love, be?

A boundless, endless store, Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide

Shall echo through the realms above, with me.

When time shall be no more. 1 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;

IIYAN 267. P. M. Ils have no weight, and tears no bitter

ness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy

Nearer to Thee ! victory?

E’en though it be a cross I triumphi still, if Thou abide with me.

That raiseth me;

NEARER, my God, to Thee !

Still all my song shall be, Vearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee!

Be every mourner's sleep to-night,

Like infant slumbers, pure and light. 6 Come near and bless us when we wake,

Ere gh the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven abore.

2 Though like a wanderer,

Weary and lone,
Darkness comes over me,

Vy rest a stone,
Yet in my dreams I'd be
Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Vearer to Thee!


HYMN 269. L. M.

A SLEEP in Jesus de blessed, plespot

3 There let my way appear

Steps unto heaven;
All that Thou sendest me

In mercy given;
Angels to beckon me,
Vearer, my God, to Tbce,

Vearer to Thee!

4 Then, with my waking thoughts

Bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs

Altars I'll raise ;
So by my woes to be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee!

From which none ever wakes to weep; A calm and undisturbed repose,

Unbroken by the last of foes.
2 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, how sweet,

To be for such a slumber meet;
With holy confidence to sing

That death has lost its painful sting. 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest !

Whose waking is supremely blest ;
No fear, no woc shall dim that hour

That manifests the Saviour's power. 4 Asleep in Jesus! oh, for me

May such a blissful refuge be;
Securely sball my ashes lie,

Waiting the summons from on high. 5 Asleep in Jesus! far from thee

Thy kindred and their graves may be;
But there is still a blessed sleep,
From which none ever wakes to weep.

5 Or, if on joyful wing,

Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forget,

Upward I fly ;
Still all my song shall be
Nearer, my God, to Thec,

Searer to Thee!

IIYUN 268. L. M.


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UN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,

It is not night if Thou be near; Oh, may no carth-born cloud arise

To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep

My wearied eye-lids gently steep,
Be my last thought how sweet to rest

For ever on my Saviour's breast.
3 Abide with me from morn till ere,

For without Thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,

For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thing

Hlave spurned to day the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin ;

Let him no more lic down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor

With blessings from Thy boundless store ;

IIYMN 270. S. MI.
JOR ever with the Lord !

Amen, so let it be:
Life from the dead is in that word,

'Tis immortality.
2 IIcre in the body pent,

Absent from Him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent

A day's march nearer home. 3 My Father's house on higli,

Home of my soul, how near
At times to faith's illumined eye

The golden gates appe:r! 4 Al, then my spirit faints

To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,

Jerusalem above.
5 Yet clouds will intervene,

And all my prospect flies; Like Yoah's dove, I flit between Rough seas and stormy skies.

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