2 Hark the onset ! will ye fold your
Faith-clad arms in lazy lock?
Up, O up, thou drowsy soldier!
Worlds are charging to the shock.

3 Worlds are charging, heaven beholding,
Angels looking on the sight;
Now the blazoned cross unfolding,
On, right onward, for the Right!

4 On! let all the soul within you

For the Truth's sake, go abroad;
Strike! let every nerve and sinew
Tell on ages, tell for God!

GRANT THY BLESSING.

ATHER! grant us now thy blessing,
smile upon us from above;

Let us all, pure hearts possessing,
Fill our lives with deeds of love.
Make us gentle, kind, and lowly;
Make us brave, and true, and free;

Teach us to be good and holy,

Like to Jesus and to Thee!

BE TRUE TO THYSELF.

HY conscience be thy crown,
Contented thoughts thy rest;

Thy heart be happy in itself,
Thy bliss be in thy breast.

2 Thy wishes be but few,
All easy to fulfil;

In

prayer, ask thou the Lord to bend
Thy spirit to his will.

3 Feel thou no care for gold,

Well-doing be thy wealth;
Thy mind to thee an empire be,
And God afford thee health.

4 Among the hosts of earth.
In genial peace be found;
Heirs of the same inheritance,
With angel blessings crowned.

5 Then o'er the heavenly hills,
Where all the air is love;
Sweet joy, like evening dew, distills,

To bless the hosts above.

TO

SOW BESIDE ALL WATERS.
OW in the morn thy seed;

SOW in the monot thy hand;

To doubt and fear give thou no heed, –
Broad-cast it o'er the land.

2 Thou knowest not which shall thrive, The late or early sown ;

Grace keeps the precious germ alive,
When and wherever strown:

3 And duly shall appear,

In verdure, beauty, strength,
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.

4 Thou canst not toil in vain;

Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.

Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal.

2 How happy are our ears

That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!

3 How blessed are our eyes

That see this heavenly light;
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight!

4 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.

NO SORROW THERE.

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COME sing to me of heaven,

When I'm about to die.
Sing songs of holy ecstasy,
To waft my soul on high!
CHORUS.-There'll be no sorrow there,
There'll be no sorrow there.

In heaven above where all is love,
There'll be no sorrow there.

2 When cold and sluggish drops
Roll off my marble brow,
Break forth in songs of joyfulness,
Let heaven begin below.
CHORUS.-There'll, &c.

3 When the last moments come,
Oh, watch my dying face,
To catch the bright, seraphic glow,
Which in each feature plays.
CHORUS.-There'll, &c.

4 Then to my raptured ear

Let one sweet song be given;
Let music charm me last on earth,
And greet me first in heaven.
CHORUS.-There'll, &c.

5 Then close my sightless eyes,
And lay me down to rest,
And clasp my cold and icy hands
Upon my lifeless breast.

CHORUS.-There'll, &c.

6 When round my senseless clay
Assemble those I love ;

Then sing of heaven, delightful heaven,
My glorious home above.

CHORUS.-There'll, &c.

WHERE SHALL REST BE FOUND?

OH, where shall rest be found, —

Rest for the weary soul?

"Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give

The bliss for which we sigh;
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years;
And all that life is love.

THE FRAILTY OF EARTH-LIFE.

LORD, what a feeble piece

Is this our mortal frame !
Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis,
That scarce deserves a name !

2 Alas! of brittle clay

Was built our body first!
And every hour, and every day,
'Tis mouldering back to dust.

3 Our moments fly apace,

Nor will our minutes stay;
Just like a flood our hasty days

Are sweeping us away.

4 Well, if our days must fly,

We'll keep their end in sight; We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight.

5 They'll waft us sooner o'er

This life's tempestuous sea;

Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore
Of blest eternity.