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2 Death is no more the king of dread,
Since our Immanuel rose;
And spoiled our hellish foes.
And to his father flies,
And triumph in his eyes. 4 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings,
Your sweetest voices raise ;
Sound our Immanuel's praise.
577. L. M. KEBLE. “Abide with us, for it is towards evening.” 1 'Tis gone, that bright and orbed blaze,
Fast fading from our wistful gaze;
The last faint pulse of quivering light. 2 Sun of my soul! thou Saviour dear!
It is not night if thou be near:
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 3 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep,
last thought, how sweet to rest
For without thee I cannot live;
578. L. M. Watts.
Salvation by Christ. Ps. 85. 1 Salvation is forever nigh
The souls that fear and trust the Lord; And grace, descending from on high,
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford.
Religion dwell on earth again,
In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 3 His righteousness is gone before,
To give us free access to God;
579. L. M. 61. WESLEY.
Helpless, yet happy.
Hath brought my active vigor down,
I choose the state my God ordains. 2 Cast as a broken vessel by,
Thy will I can no longer do;
580. C. M.
Behold the pains I feel;
Nor dare dispute thy will.
They come at thy command;
Against thy chastening hand. 3 I’m but a sojourner below,
As all my fathers were ;
When I the summons hear.
Before my last remove,
And I'll declare thy love.
581. P. M. ANONYMOUS.
Devotion and Virtue. 1 Save me from my foes,
Shield me, Lord, from harm,
On thy mighty arm.
Those who seek thy heavenly face,
Thy matchless grace.
2 Pleasant is the land
Where Jehovah's known,
Bow before his throne,
Sing his great and wondrous love,
With saints above. 3 Let my faith and love
With my years increase;
From the paths of peace;
Holy deeds and actions pure,
May bliss be sure.
L. M. Watts. Man's Mortality and God's Eternity. Ps. 102. 1 It is the Lord our Father's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race:
Arrest us and cut short our days. 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon;
And must thy children die so soon? 3 Yet, in the midst of death and grief,
This thought our sorrow shall assuage : " Our Father and our Saviour live; God is the same through every age."
4 ’T was he this earth's foundation laid;
Heaven is the building of his hand;
And all be changed at his command. 5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments, shall be laid aside;
Thy church forever must abide.
And on thy throne thy children reign;
C. M. WATTS.
But answer lest I die;
To hear when sinners cry?
tells lier moan,
I sit and grieve alone.
And life's declining light
That vanish into night.
O my eternal God ;
And spread thy works abroad.