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Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.

3 Fly me riches, fly me cares,
While I that coast explore;
Flatt'ring world, with all thy snares,
Solicit me no more.

Pilgrims fix not here their home,
Strangers tarry but a night;
When the last dear morn is come,
They'll rise to joyful light.

4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
There we'll join the heav'nly train,
Welcom❜d to partake the bliss;
Fly from sorrow and from pain,
To realms of endless peace.

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HYNN 109. C. M.

The hope of Heaven supporting.
WHEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,

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I bid farewell to every fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish 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,
And storms of sorrow fall;
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav'n, my all;

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav'nly rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

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HYMN 110. C. P. M.

The heavenly prospect.

EJOICING now in glorious hope,
We stand, and from the mountain top,
View all the land below;

Rivers of milk and honey rise,
And all the fruits of Paradise
In endless plenty grow.

2 A land where sin shall ne'er invade,
Nor doubt shall cast a gloomy shade,
With ev'ry blessing crown'd;
There dwells the Lord our righteousness,
And keeps his own in perfect peace ;
And all his praise resound.

3 May we this better land possess,
When in this howling wilderness,
No longer we shall rove,—
Lord, help us humbly to rejoice,
In hope we there shall hear thy voice,
And sing redeeming love.

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Worship.

HYMN 111. L. M.

The Mercy Seat.

|ROM ev'ry stormy wind that blows, From ev'ry swelling tide of woes,

There is a calm, a sure retreat, "Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 2 There is a place, where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads; A place than all besides more sweet, It is the blood-bought mercy seat.

3 There is a scene, where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet,
Around one common mercy seat.

4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismay'd?
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no mercy seat?

5 There, there on eagle's wings we soar,
And sin, and sense seem all no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy seat.

60, let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat,
If I forget the MERCY SEAT.

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HYMN 112. C. M.

Preparation for Prayer.

ORD, teach us how to pray aright,
With rev'rence, and with fear,
Though dust and ashes in thy sight,
We may, we must draw near.

2 God of all grace, we come to thee,
With broken, contrite hearts;
Give what thine eyes delight to see,
Truth in the inward parts.

3 Give deep humility-the sense
Of godly sorrow give;
A strong desiring confidence

To hear thy voice, and live ;—

4 Faith in the only sacrifice
That can for sin atone;

To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes,
On Christ, on Christ alone ;-

5 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep,
Though mercy long delay;
Courage our fainting souls to keep,

And trust thee though thou slay.

6 Give these, and then thy will be done,
Thus strengthen'd with all might,
We by thy Spirit, and thy Son,
Shall pray, and pray aright.

HYMN 113. C. M.

The nature of Prayer.

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RAY'R is the soul's sincere desire,

P Utter'd or unexpress'd;

The motion of a hidden fire,
That trembles in the breast.

2 Pray'r is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear;

The upward glancing of an eye;
When none but God is near.

3 Pray'r is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;

Prayer the sublimest strains that reachi
The majesty on high.

4 Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air,
The watch-word at the gates of death;---
He enters heav'n with pray'r.

5 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice,
Returning from his ways;

While angels in their songs rejoice
And cry, "Behold, he prays !"

6 In pray'r, on earth, the saints are one;
They're one in word and mind;
When with the Father and the Son,
Sweet fellowship they find.

70 thou, by whom we come to God
The life, the truth, the way,

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