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Yes, better far than joining here
HYMN 309. C. M.
The Dying Christian. 1 TI ,
When virtue yields its breath! How sweruly beams the smile serene,
Upon the chcek of death! 2 The Christian's heart no fear can blight,
No pain his peace destroy:
A pure and boundless joy.
On scenes so fair as this?
And be my end like his ?"!
HYMN 310. L. M. 1 FEW more days preserve me here;
And when from earth my spirit flies 0, let a child of mine be near
A child of God to close mine eyes, 2 Before its strong arrest I feel,
Give me my death's approach to see; And having lived to serve thy will, Lord, let me then depart in Thee.
HYMN 311. L. M.
Restoration to Health.
And have I still my course to run! Again brought back, in its decline,
The shadow of my parting sun ? 2 Jesus to my deliverance fiew,
Where sunk in mortal pangs I lay; Pale Death his ancient conqueror knew,
And trembled, and ungrasped the prey!
ANGELSOf God: Yobterer betide,
HYMN 312. C. M. Setting out to preach the Gospel among Strangers
and Enemies. 1
Thy I obey; Jesus, I take thee for my guide,
And walk in thee, my way. 2 Secure from danger and from dread,
Nor earth nor hell shall move, Since over me thy hand hath spread
The banner of thy love.
Behind I will not stay;
And death obstruct the way.
And arm me with thy power,
And come the fiery hour.
When first the strength is given Come, foolish world, my body kill, My soul shall rise to heaven.
HYMN 313. C. M.
That by myself abhorred,
Before my glorious Lord;
Can force me to subrnit,
And tremble at thy feet!
E to me,
HYMN 314. P. M.
My soul, where hast thou gleaned to day?
What hast thou rightly said or done? What grace aitaired, or knowledge won, In following after God?
HYMN 315. P. M.
The Weary longing for rest. 1 A Wimereger grasp, to reach the shore ; As hirelings long t’ obtain their hire,
And vet'rans wish the warfare o'er ;I languish from this earth to tlee,
And gasp for-immortality. 2 To heaven I lift my mournful eyes,
And all within me groans.-" How long?" O were I landed in the skies!
The bitter loss, the cruel wrong, Should there no mere my soul molest,
Or break my everlasting rest. 3 In that Jerusalem above,
No pain the happy spirit meets ; No sense of ill-requited love,
No sad complaining in our streets: Crying, and curse, and death are w'er,
And there temptation is no more. 4 O could I break this carnal fence,
Drop all my sorrows in the tomb, On angel wings remove from hence,
And fly this happy moment home, Quit the dark house of mouldering clay, and launch into eternal day!
HYMN 316. L. M.
YAN we believe thy precious word,
And catch thy whisper "Here I am!"
Unite to plead the promise given,
As in the countless hosts of heaven.
HYMN 317. P. M.
Sorrowing not without Hope.
1 I , chide,
Or frown my tears to see;
For them that rest in Thee.
Beneath its mountain-load; Redeened from death, anil grief, and pain, I soon shall find my friends again,
Within the armıs of God. 3 Pass a few fleeting moments more, And death the blessing shall restore,
Which death hath snatched away; For me thou wilt the summons sind, And give me back my parted friend,
In that eternal day.
HYMN 318. C. M. 1 S God's peculiar people mine?
To them I then shall be
And Christ in glory see-
Whoe'er to Christ belong,
The Lamb's eternal song.
HYMN 319. C. M.
ESUS, Lord, our hearts inspire
Kindle now that heavenly fire
To brighten and refine;
All the dross of sin remove;
Into thy perfect love.
2 If thou dost thy gospel bless,
If thou apply the word,
The hanner of the Lord :
Force the nations to submit;
The work beneath thy feet.
HYMN 320. S. M. D.
Redeemed by thee we plead,
To souls for ages dead:
Throughout our vale appear;
To see thy kingdom here. 2 Open their graves, and bring
The outcasts forth, to own, Thou art the Lord, their God and king,
'Their true anointed one; To save the race forlorn
Thy glorious arm display,
HYMN 321. C. M. D.
In time of peril. 1 My Saviour, from the wrath to come, And farther mitigate my doom,
Nor let me see the grave :
A dying worm reprieve,
Unto thy glory live. 2 Now, Lord, I have to thee male known
My troubled soul's request,
Within thy arms to rest :
Thy faithfulness to prove,