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Yes, better far than joining here
HYMN 309. C. M.
The Dying Christian. 1
When virtue yields its breath! How sweetly beams the smile serene,
Upon the chcek of death! 2 The Christian's hcart 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 (), 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 ? Jesus to my deliverance flew,
Where sunk in mortal pangs I lay; Pale Death his ancient conqueror knew,
And trembled, and ungrasped the prey!
'ANGELO God, whate'er betide,
HYMN 312. C. M. Setting out to preach the Gospel among Strangers
and Enemies. 1
And walk in thee, my way.
Nor earth nor hell shall move, Since over me thy hand hath spread
The banner of thy love. 3 To leave my captain I disdain;
Behind I will not stay; Though shame, and loss, and bonds, and pala,
And death obstruct the way.
And arm me with thy power,
And come the fiery hour.
When first the strength is givenCome, foolish world, my body kill, My soul shall rise to heaven.
HYMN 313. C. M.
That by myself abhorred, Ashamed I may for ever be,
Before my glorious Lord;
Can force me to subrnit,
HYMN 314. P. M.
Self-examination. A Tevening to myself I say,
My soul, where hast thou gleaned to day Thy labours how bestowed ?
Wha: nast thou gouy said or done?
In following after God ?
HYMN 315. P. M.
The Weary longing for rest. ' A Swiipwreck'd mariners desire,
With eager grasp, to reach the shore; As hirelings long i' obtain their hire,
And vet'rans wish the warfare o'er :I languish from this earth to flee,
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 v'er,
And there temptation is no more. 4 O could I break this carnal fence,
Drop all my sorrows in the tomb,
And fly this happy moment home,
HYMN 316. L. M.
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.
Or frown my tears to see;
For them that rest in Thee.
Beneath its mountain-loari;
Within the arins of God.
Which death hath snatched away;
HYMN 318. C. M.
God's peculiar people mine?
And Christ in glory see-
Whoe'er to Christ belong,
The Lamb's eternal song.
HYMN 319. C. M.
1 JESUSLord, our hearts inspire
To brighten and refine;
All the dross of sin remove;
Into thy perfect love.
2 If thou dost thy gospel bless,
Jf thou apply the word,
The haminer of the Lord :
Force the nations to submit;
HYMN 320. S. M. D.
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,
Their true anointed one;
Thy glorious arm display,
HYMN 321. C. M. D.
In time of peril.
From present evil save,
Nor let me see the grave :
A dying worin reprieve,
ünto thy glory live. 2 Now, Lord, I nave to thee male known
My troubled soul's request,
Within thy arms to rest :
Thy faithfulness to prove,