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HYMN 346. L. M.

The gathering of the Gentiles.
TE Hesahas on thousand pass away:
O christians! to their rescue fly,
Preach Jesus to them or they die.
Wealth, labour, talents, freely give,
Yea life itself, that they may live;
What hath your Saviour done for you?

And what for this will ye not do? 3 Thou spirit of the Lord go forth,

Call in the south, wake up the north;
Of every clime, from sun, to sun,
Gather God's children into one.

HYMN 347. C. M. 1

SATAN, the world, and sin,
Tempt ine to leave the heavenly path,

And tread the downward road. 2 0 Tholl who on the cross

Didst for my sins atone,
Although rebellious and perverse,

Do not a child disown.
Thine by a thousand ties

I am, and still would be:
Strengthen my faith, infiamą my love,
And draw my soul to 'Thee.

HYMN 348. S. M.
On the Death of an aged Minister.
1 ERVANT of God, well done!

Rest from thy lov'd employ ;
The battle's fought, the victory won,

Enter thy Master's joy.
2 The voice at midnight came,

He started up to hear;
A mortal arrow pierc'd his frame

He fell-but felt no fear 3 Tranquil amidst alarms,

It found him on the field,

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A veteran slumb'ring 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;
And double were the wounds it made,

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 arm hath quell'd the foc,
And laid, resistless in his course

The alien-armies low.

8 Bent on such glorious toils,

The worid to him was loss,
Yet all his trophies, all his spoils

He hung upon the cross. 9 At midnight came the cry,

“To meet thy God prepare!" He woke-and caught his Captain's eye.

Then, strong in faith and prayer o His spirit, with a bound,

Left its encumbering clay;
His tent, at sun rise, on the ground,

A darken'd ruin lay.
11 The pains of death are past,

Labour and sorrow cease;
And, life's long warfare clos'd at last,

His soul is found in peace. 12 Soldier of Christ, well done

Praise be thy new employ; And while eternal ages run

Rest in thy Saviour's joy.

HYMN 349, C. M.
Exhortation to Praise and Thanksgiving.

VTAND up and bless the Lord,

Ye people of his choice;
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God,

With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise,

Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear his holy name,

And laud, and magnify? 3 O for the living flame,

From his own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our minds inspire,

And wing to heaven our thought! 4 There, with benign regard,

Our hymns he deigns to hear,
Though unrevealed to mortal sense,

The spirit feels him near.
5 God is our strength and song,

And his salvation ours;
Then be his love in Christ proclaimed

With all our ransom'd powers. 6 Stand up and bless the Lord,

The Lord your God adore;
Stand up, and bless his glorious name,

Henceforth for evermore.

HYMN 350. P. M. The Song of the Hundred and forty end four

i THAT are these in bright array,

This innumerable throng,
Ronnd the altar night and day,

Hymning one triumphant song-
Worthy is the Lamb once slain,

Blessing, honour, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain-

New dominion every hour ?" % These througb fiery trials trod,

These fron great afflictions 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,

Moru 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 lears.

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
Songs of praise arose, when he

Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away,

Songs of praise shall crown that day : God will make new heavens and earth,

Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And will man alone be dumb,

Till that glorious kingdom come ?
No ;-the church delights to raise

Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice,

Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,

Songs of praise to sing above. 6 Borne upon the latest breath,

Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then amidst eternal joy
Songs of praise their powers employ.

HYMN 352. S. M. 10

SPIRIT of the living God!

In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod,

Descend on an apostate race. 2 Give tongues of fire and bearts of love

To preach the reconciling word; Give power and motion from above,

Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light;

Confusion order in thy path;
Souls without strength inspire with might;

Bid 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 record;
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 fulfillid,
The Saviour's sufferings crown'd thru Thee.

HYMN 353. C. M. D.
COME, let us join our friends

And on the eagle wings of love,

To joy celestial rise:
Let all the saints terrestrial sing

With those to glory gone:
For all the servants of our King

In earth and heav'n are one. % One family, we dwell in him,

One church above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,

The narrow stream of death:
One army of the living God,

To his command we bow;

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