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HYMN 146.

HILDREN of the heavenly King,
As we journey, let us sing;
Sing the Saviour's worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
2 We are trav'lling home to God
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.
3 Banish'd once, by sin betray'd,
Christ our advocate was made;
Pardon'd now, no more we roam,
Christ conducts us to our home.
4 Lord, obediently we'll go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only thou our leader be,
And we still will follow thee.

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HYMN 147.

HEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,

I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
Let storms of sorrow fall;
So I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all:

4 There, anchor'd safe, my weary soul
Shall find eternal rest;

Nor storms shall beat, nor billows roll
Across my peaceful breast.

JOY.

(III. 1.)

(C. M.)

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HYMN 148.

"OY is a fruit that will not grow
In nature's barren soil;

(C. M.)

All we can boast, till Christ we know,
Is vanity and toil.

2 A bleeding Saviour, seen by faith,
A sense of pard'ning love,
A hope that triumphs over death,
Give joys like those above.

3 These are the joys which satisfy
And purify the mind;

Which make the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind.

4 No more, believer, mourn thy lot,
O, thou who art the Lord's,
Resign to those who know him not,
Such joy as earth affords.

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HYMN 149.

NOME, ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing

That never knew our God,
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3 The God of heaven is ours,
Our Father and our love;

(S. M.)

His care shall guard life's fleeting hours,
Then waft our souls above.

4 There shall we see his face,

And never, never sin;

There, from the rivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in.

5 Yes, and before we rise

To that immortal state,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.

6 Children of grace have found
Glory begun below:

Celestial fruits on earthly ground,
From faith and hope may grow.

7 The hill of Sion yields

A thousand sacred sweets,

Before we reach the heavenly fields,

Or walk the golden streets.

8 Then let our songs abound, And ev'ry tear be dry;

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We're trav❜lling through Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high.

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ORD, with glowing heart I'd praise thee
For the bliss thy love bestows;

For the pard'ning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows:
Help, O God, my weak endeavour;
This dull soul to rapture raise:
Thou must light the flame, or never
Can my love be warm'd to praise.

2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,
Wretched wand'rer, far astray;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee
From the paths of death away:
Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And, the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear.
3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling
Vainly would my lips express:
Low before thy footstool kneeling,
Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless:
Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure,
Love's pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth thy praise.

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HYMN 151.

ORD, my God, I long to know,
Oft it causes anxious thought;
Do I love thee, Lord, or no?
Am I thine, or am I not?

2 Could my heart so hard remain,

Prayer a task and burden prove,

(UI. 1.)

Any duty give me pain,

If I knew a Saviour's love?

3 When I turn mine eyes within,

O how dark, and vain, and wild!
Prone to unbelief and sin,

Can I deem myself thy child?
4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my sin a grief and thrall:
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all?

5 Could I love thy saints to meet,
Choose the ways I once abhorr'd,
Find at times the promise sweet,
If I did not love thee, Lord?
6 Saviour! let me love thee more,
If I love at all, I pray :
If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to-day.

PRAISE.

HYMN 152.

THE God of Abraham praise,

'T Who reigns enthron'd above;

Ancient of everlasting days,
And God of love;

Jehovah, Great I AM,

By earth and heaven confess'd;
I bow, and bless the sacred name
For ever bless'd.

2 The God of Abraham praise,
At whose supreme command
From earth I rise, and seek the joys
At his right hand:

I all on earth forsake,

Its wisdom, fame and pow'r;
And him my only portion make,
My shield and tow'r.

3 He by himself hath sworn,

I on his oath depend,

I shall, on angel wings upborne,
To heaven ascend:

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I shall behold his face,

I shall his power adore,

And sing the wonders of his grace
For evermore.

4 There dwells the Lord, our King,
The Lord, our righteousness,
Triumphant o'er the world and sin,
The Prince of peace;

On Zion's sacred height

His kingdom he maintains,
And, glorious, with his saints in light,
For ever reigns.

5 The God who reigns on high
The great archangels sing;
And, "Holy, Holy, Holy," cry,
"Almighty King,

"Who was, and is the same,
"And evermore shall be,
"Jehovah, Father, Great I AM!
"We worship thee."

6. The whole triumphant host

Give thanks to God on high;
Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
They ever cry:

Hail Abraham's God and mine,
I join the heavenly lays;
All might and majesty are thine,
And endless praise.

E joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, O serve him with gladness and fear; Exult in his presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near.

2 For Jehovah is God,-and Jehovah alone,
Creator and ruler o'er all;

And we are his people, his sceptre we own;
His sheep, and we follow his call.

3 O enter his gates with thanksgiving and song, Your vows in his temple proclaim;

His praise with melodious accordance prolong, And bless his adorable name.