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Oh, if ehildren did but know,
How each sin must end in woe,
Their own passions they would cross,

To escape eternal loss. 296.

The Bondage of Sin. (C.M.) WHEN we were brought to Christ at first

We promised to repent,
And wholly trust in Him who once

To save our souls was sent.
Unless we turn in heart and life,

We cannot be forgiven ;
Unless we fix on Christ our hope,

We cannot enter heaven.
While we continue doing wrong,

How can we say we grieve ?
Whoe'er is sorry for their sin,

Will try all sin to leave.
It was to save us from our sins

The Saviour had to die,
But if we will not give them up,
We from our Saviour fly.

297. The Sick Child's Hymn. (L. M.)

O HEAVENLY Father, hear my cry,
Thou dwellest far beyond the sky,
But yet I know that Thou art near,
Thy suffering child's complaint to hear.
I mourn because I am so ill,
But I am sure it is Thy will ;

O grant me an obedient mind,
My comfort in Thy will to find.
I pray Thee take my pain away,
But more for patience would I pray,
To bear that pain, if Thou dost see
That it will do some good to me.
All must be good which Thou dost send
And meant to bless me in the end,
So, whether I am well or ill,

I'll try to love and praise Thee still. 298. Hezekiah's Hymn after Sickness. I said I shall go to the gates / of the I

grave : O Lord, I am oppressed ; | under | take •

for me. What'| shall : I say : He hath both spoken unto me, and Him |

self. hath | do · ne | it. I shall go softly | all my 1 years : In the bitter • ness of my | soul. O Lord, by these things . men | live : And in all these things is the life of my

| spirit. So wilt Thou recover me, and make me

to | live : For Thou hast cast all my sins · be | hind,

thy | back. The living — | the living : He shall praise Thee, | as I do this day.

Isaiah xxxviii. 10-19,

299. God heareth a Child's Cry. (7's.)

0, My Saviour, Thou didst heal
All the sick who came to Thee;
Now my sorrows Thou dost feel,-
In my sickness pity me.
Humbly unto Thee I pray,
Thou canst ease me, though distrest;
Thou canst take my pain away,
Thou canst give me sleep and rest.
Thou Thyself wast once a child,
Thou hast suffered anguish sore,
Make me grateful, patient, mild,
Never fretful any more.
If my sickness still should last,
Well I know 'tis from Thy love:
If my life is almost past,
Fit me for Thyself above.

300. Be not far from me, O Lord. (c. m.) O LORD, how gracious is thine ear

To listen to our grief ;
Thou knowest all our troubles here,

And Thou canst send relief,
Thou knowest well bow weak and frail

Our cottages of clay ;
If Thou but touch them, lo! they fail,

And moulder fast away.

In every faint and painful hour

Christ shall be round our bed ;
Supporting by his gracious power,

Our drooping heart and head.
O soft and patient make our mind,

Then grief will not be vain ;
For in affliction we shall find

Some everlasting gain.

DEATH AND AFTER DEATH. I HEARD a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth blessed are the dead which die in the Lord : even so, saith the Spirit, for they rest from their labours.

301. Christ hath abolished Death. (7's.)
PRAISE, O praise the Saviour's name,
To abolish death he came !
Death's strong grasp no man can flee,
Jesus Christ hath set us free! Alleluia !
Though our bodies still must die,
For a while in dust to lie ;
Soon shall all creation shake ;
Christ shall bid our dust awake! Alleluia !
Joyful shall that morning be,
All the earth our God shall see ;
We shall be caught up on high,
Never, never more to die! Alleluia !

We shall see as we are seen ;
Washed by Christ we shall be clean :

-ere life doth pass away,--
Live ye for that glorious day! Alleluia !

302. The Judgment Day. • I saw the dead, small and great, stand be

fore God; And the books were opened : And another book was opened, which is the

book of life: And the dead were judged Out of those things which were written in

the books, According to their works. And the sea gave up the dead which were

in it; And death and hell delivered up the dead

which were in them :
And they were judged
Every man according to their works.
And whosoever was not found written in

the book of life
Was cast into the lake of fire.

Rev. xx. 12, 13, 15.

303. The Heavens shall depart as a Scroll.
THE Lord himself
Shall descend from heaven with a shout,

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