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Ascended up far above all heavens.—EPH. iv. 10. n

And girt with griefs and fears
To mansions ju the skies,

Our onward course must be ;
And round Thy throne unceasingly

But only let that path of tears
The songs of praise arise ;

Lead us at last to Thee.
P But we are lingering here,

3 Thou art gone up on high ;
With sin and care oppressed :

But Thou shalt come again,
Lord, send Thy promised Comforter,

With all the bright ones of the sky
And lead us to our rest.

Attendant in T'hy train. s 2 Thou art gone up on high ;

mf O by Thy saving power,
But Thou didst first come down,

So make us live and die,
Through earth's inost bitter agony

That we may stand in that dread hour
To pass unto Thy crown:

At Thy right hand on high

Mrs. Emmi

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This same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like

manner.-Acts i. 11.


YHRIST is gone-A cloud of light 3 He is gone-But we once more
Has received Him from our sight,

Shall behold Him as before ;
High in heaven, where eye of men

In the heaven of heavens the same Follows not, nor angels' ken;

As on earth He went and came. Through the veils of time and space,

In the many mansions there Passed into the holiest place ;

Place for us He will prepare: All the toil, the sorrow done,

In that world unseen, unknown, All the battle fought and won.

He and we may yet be one. 2 He is gone—Toward their goal

4 He is gone-But not in vain, World and Church must onward roll: Wait until He comes again : Far behind we leave the past;

He is risen, He is not here, Forward are our glances cast;

Far above this earthly sphere : Still His words before us range

Evermore in heart and mind Through the ages as they change :

There our peace in Him we find : Wheresoe'er the truth shall lead,

To our own Eternal Friend, He will give whate'er we need.

Thitherward let us ascend.

A. P. Stanley.

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The names of the children of Israel

in the breast-plate.-Ex. xxviii. 29. row let our cheerful eyes survey

Our great High Priest above ;
And celebrate His constant care,

And sympathetic love.
2 Though raised to a superior throne,

Where angels bow around,
And high o'er all the shining train,

With matchless honours crowned, 3 The names of all His saints He bears

Deep graven on His heart ;
Nor shall the meanest Christian say

That he hath lost his part.
4 Those characters shall fair abide,

Our everlasting trust, When gems and monuments and crowns

Are mouldered down to dust.
5 So, gracious Saviour, on my breast

May Thy dear name be worn,
A sacred ornament and guard,
To endless ages borbe.

P. Doddridge.

144 A bruised reed shall He not break.

-MATT. xii. 20. 1 TITH joy we meditate the grace His heart is made of tenderness,

It overflows with love.
2 Touched with a sympathy within,

He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,

For He has felt the same.
3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,

The great Redeemer stood,
While Satan's fiery darts He bore,

Aud did resist to blood.
4 He, in the days of feeble flesh,

Poured out His cries and tears;
And, in His measure, feels afresh

What every member bears.
5 He'll never quench the smoking flax,

But raise it to a flame;
The bruised reed He never breaks,

Nor scorns the meanest name.
6 Then let our humble faith address

His mercy and His power ;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.

I. Waits.

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He... hath an unchangeable priesthood.--HEB, vii. 24. pl 10. JESUS, Lord most merciful,

3 O, hy 'Thy cross and passion,
Low at Thy cross I lie ;

Thy tears and agony,
O sinners' Friend, most pitiful,

And crown of cruel fashion,
Hear my bewailing cry.

And death on Calvary,
I come to Thee with mourning,

By all that untold suffering
I come to Thee in woe,

Endured by Thee alone,
With contrite heart returning,

O Priest, O spotless Offering,
And tears that overflow.

Plead, for Thou didst atone.

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