3-I heard the voice of Jesus say,

I am this dark world's light,

Look unto me, thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright.

I look'd to Jesus, and I found
In Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that light of life I'll walk,
"Till travelling days are done.

H. BONAR.

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Ephes. v. 30.

1-Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee?
O height, O depth of love!
With Thee we died upon the tree,
In Thee we live above.

C.M.

2-Such was Thy grace, that for our sake
Thou did'st from heav'n come down,
Our mortal flesh and blood partake,
In all our misery one.

3—Our sins, our guilt, in love divine,
Were borne on earth by Thee;

The gall, the curse, the wrath were Thine,
To set Thy members free.

4-Ascended now in glory bright,
Still one with us Thou art,

Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height,
Thy saints and Thee can part.

5-Soon, soon shall come that glorious day,
When, seated on Thy throne,

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Thou shalt to wond'ring worlds display
That Thou with us art one.

Prov. xiv. 32.

1-Ah! I shall soon be dying,
Time swiftly glides away;
But, on my Lord relying,
I hail the happy day,
The day when I shall enter
Upon a world unknown ;—
My helpless soul I'll venture
On Jesus Christ alone.

2-He once, a spotless victim,
Upon Mount Calvary bled,
Jehovah did afflict Him,

And bruise Him in my
Hence all my hope arises,
Unworthy as I am;

My soul most surely prizes
The sin-atoning Lamb.

stead:

7.6.

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3-Soon with thy saints in glory
The grateful song I'll raise;
And chant my blissful story
In high seraphic lays.
Free grace, redeeming merit,
And sanctifying love,
Of Father, Son, and Spirit,
I'll sing in realms above.

Philip. i. 21.

1-Rejoice for a brother deceas'd:
Our loss is his infinite gain;
A soul out of prison releas'd

And freed from its bodily chain:
With songs let us follow his flight,
And mount with his spirit above,
Escap'd to the mansions of light,

And lodg'd in the Eden of love.

2-Our brother the haven hath gain'd,
Out-flying the tempest and wind;
His rest he hath sooner obtain'd
And left his companions behind,
Still toss'd on a sea of distress,

P.M.

Hard toiling to make the blest shore,
Where all is assurance and peace,
And sorrow and sin are no more.

D

3-There all the ship's company meet,

Who sail'd with the Saviour beneath
With shouting each other they greet,

And triumph o'er trouble and death:
The voyage of life's at an end,

Their mortal affliction is past;
The age that in heaven they spend,
For ever and ever shall last.

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1-How blest is our sister, bereft

Of all that could burden her mind!
How easy the soul that has left

This wearisome body behind!

This earth is affected no more

With sickness, or shaken with pain:
The war in the members is o'er,
And never shall vex her again.

2-This languishing head is at rest,

It's thinking and aching are o'er;
This quiet immoveable breast

Is heaved by affliction no more:
This heart is no longer the seat
Of trouble and torturing pain;
It ceases to flutter and beat,
It never shall flutter again.

3-The eyes she so seldom could close, By suff'ring forbidden to sleep, Seal'd in their mortal repose,

up

Have strangely forgotten to weep:

She is dwelling with Jesus in light,

Where sickness and death are unknown, Faith and hope are at last chang'd for sight, And her cross is laid down for a crown.

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C. WESLEY.

Rom. viii. 31.

1-Is God for me? what is it

That man can do to me?

Oft as my God I visit,

All woes give way and flee.
If God be my salvation,

My refuge in distress,
What earthly tribulation

Can shake my inward peace?

2-The ground of my profession
Is Jesus and His blood;
He gives me the possession
Of everlasting good.
In me and in my doing

Is nothing on this earth;
What Jesus is bestowing
Alone is truly worth.

7.6.