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HARRIS.

Close of Communion.

1 COME, and before we bid adieu,
And the communion end,-

Come, in a hymn the praise renew
Of our exalted Friend.

2 Though in the blissful realms above
His brighter glories shine;
Though there the soul, with purer love,
Shall hail the light divine;

3 Yet there are mild enlivening rays
Diffused around us here;-
And the kind tokens he conveys
Make his remembrance dear.

4 O let us, then, his praise repeat
In our most grateful strains,
Till with his people we shall meet
In glory, where he reigns.

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ANCIENT HYMNS.

Rejoicing in Christ.

1 SWEET thy memory, Saviour blest,
In the true believer's breast;
Musing on thy precious name,
Purest joys his heart inflame.

2 By the ear or tuneful tongue
Nought so sweet is heard or sung;
Nought the mind can dwell upon
Sweet as God's beloved Son.

3 Thou the contrite sinner's stay,
Who thy goodness can display?
How, to those who seek thee, kind!
What, ah! what, to those who find?
4 Tongue can speak not their delight,
Nor can pen of man indite;

None can know, but they who prove,
What it is their Lord to love.

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EPISCOPAL COLL.

"I am the Way, and the Truth, and the Life." 1 THOU art the Way; by thee alone From sin and death we flee,

And they who would the Father seek,
Must seek Him, Lord, by thee.

2 Thou art the Truth; thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;

Thou, only, canst inform the mind,
And purify the heart.

3 Thou art the Life; the rending tomb
Proclaims thy conquering arm,

And those who put their trust in thee, Nor death nor hell can harm.

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life; Grant us that Way to know,

That Truth to keep, that Life to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.

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FURNESS.

Jesus our Leader.

1 FEEBLE, helpless, how shall I
Learn to live and learn to die?
Who, O God, my guide shall be?
Who shall lead thy child to thee?
2 Blessed Father, gracious One,
Thou hast sent thy holy Son;
He will give the light I need,
He my trembling steps will lead.
3 Through this world, uncertain, dim,
Let me ever lean on him;

From his precepts wisdom draw,
Make his life my solemn law.

4 Thus in deed, and thought, and word,
Led by Jesus Christ, the Lord,
In my weakness thus shall I
Learn to live and learn to die.

5 Learn to live in peace and love,
Like the perfect ones above;-
Learn to die without a fear,
Feeling thee, my Father, near.

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METHODIST COLL.

Following Christ.

1 WHEN, my Saviour, shall I be
Perfectly resigned to thee?

Poor and low in my own eyes,
Only in thy wisdom wise!

2 Only thee content to know,
Ignorant of all below;
Only guided by thy light;
Only mighty in thy might!

3 So may I thy Spirit know,
Let it as it listeth blow:
Let the manner be unknown,
So I may with thee be one.
4 Fully in my life express
All the heights of holiness;
Sweetly let my spirit prove
All the depths of humble love.

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For a holy heart.

WESLEYAN.

1 GREAT Source of life and light,
Thy heavenly grace impart,
And by thy holy spirit write
Thy law upon my heart;
My soul would cleave to thee;
Let nought my purpose move;
O, let my faith more steadfast be,
And more intense my love!

2 Long as my trials last,

Long as the cross 1 bear,
O, let my soul on thee be cast
In confidence and prayer!
Conduct me to the shore

Of everlasting peace,

Where storm and tempest rise no more, Where sin and sorrow cease.

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EPISCOPAL COLL.

Ark of safety.

1 O, CEASE, my wandering soul,
On restless wing to roam;
All this wide world, to either pole,
Has not for thee a home.

2 Behold the ark of God;
Behold the open door;

O, haste to gain that dear abode,
And rove, my soul, no more.

3 There, safe thou shalt abide,
There, sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,
With full salvation blest.

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HAWLEY.

The Hope, the Star, the Voice.

1 THERE is a hope, a blessed hope,
More precious and more bright
Than all the joyless mockery
The world esteems delight.

2 There is a star, a lovely star,
That lights the darkest gloom,
And sheds a peaceful radiance o'cr
The prospects of the tomb.

3 There is a voice, a cheering voice,
That lifts the soul above,

Dispels the painful, anxious doubt,
And whispers, "God is love."

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