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HYMN 345. L. M.
Preach Jesus to them or they die.
Yea life itself, that they may live;
And what for this will ye not do? 3 Thou spirit of the Lord go forth,
Call in the south, wake up the north;
HYMN 347. C. M. 1 ATAN, the world, and sin,
Tempt me to leave the heavenly path,
And tread the downward road, 2 0 Thor who on the cross
Didst for my sins atone,
Do not a child disown.
I ain, and still would be:
HYMN 348. S. M.
Rest from thy lov'd employ;
Enter thy Master's joy.
He started up to hear;
He fell but felt no fear
It found him on the field,
A veteran slumboring on his arms,
Beneath his red cross shield. 4 His sword was in his hand,
Still warm with recent fight, Ready that moment, at command,
Through rock and steel to smite. 5 It was a two-edged blade
Of heavenly temper keen;
Where'er it glanced between. 6 'Twas death to sin-'twas life
To all who mourned for sir; It kindled and it silenc'd strife,
Made war and peace within. 7 Oft with its fiery force
His armı hath quelld the foe, And !aid, resistless in his course,
The alien-armies low.
The world to him was loss,
He hung upon the cross. 9 At midnight came the cry,
“To meet thy God prepare!" He woke-and cauglii his Captain's eye
Then, strong in faith and prayer10 His spirit, with a bound,
Left its encumbering clay;
A darken'd ruin lay.
Labour and sorrow cease; And, life's long warfare clos'd at last,
His soul is found in peace. 2 Soldier of Christ, well done
Praise be diy new employ; And while eternal ages run
Rest in thy Saviour's joy.
HYMN 349. C. M.
With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
And laud, and magnify? 3.0 for the living flame,
From his own altar brought,
And wing to heaven our thought! 4 There, with benign regard,
Our hymns he deigns to hear,
The spirit feels himn near.
And his salvation ours;
With all our ransom'd powers. 6 Stand up and bless the Lord,
The Lord your God adore;
Henceforth for evermore.
HYMN 350. P. M. The Song of the Hundred and forty and four
WHATs are these in bright array,
Round the altar night and day,
Hymning one triumphant song-
Blessing, honour, glory, power,
New dominion every hour ?" ? These through fiery trials trod,
These from great afilictions came;
Now, before the throne of God,
Sealed with his almighty name, Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor palms in every hand, Through their dear Redeemer's might,
Mort than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed; Whom the Lamb, amidst the throne,
Shall to living fountains lead: Joy and gladness banish sighs,
Perfect love dispels all fears, And for ever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tears.
HYMN 351. P. M.
Glory to God in the Highest. 1 ONGS of praise the angels sang,
When Jehovah's work begun,
When he spake, and it was done. 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born
Captive led captivity.
Songs of praise shall crown that day;
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And will man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Songs of praise to sing above. 6 Borne upon the latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
HYMN 352. S. M. 1 SPIRIT of the living God!
In all thy plenitude of grace,
Descend on an apostate race.
To preach the reconciling word;
Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light;
Confusion order in thy path; Souls without strenyih inspire with might;
Biu mercy triumph over wrath. 4 O spirit of the Lord! prepare
All the round earth her God to meet; Breathe thou abroad like morning air,
Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 5 Baptize the nations far and nigh,
The triumphs of the cross recon!; The name of Jesus glorify,
Till every kindred call him Lord 6 God from eternity hath will'd,
All flesh shall his salvation see; So be the Father's love fulfill'd, The Saviour's sufferings crown'd thro' Thee.
HIYMN 353. C. M. D. 1 YOME, let us join our friends above,
That have obtaiu'd the prize, And on the eagle wings of love,
To joy celestial rise:
With those to glory gone:
In earth and heav'n are one. 2 One family, we dwell in him,
One church above, beneath,
The narrow stream of death:
To his command we bow;