147. c. M.

The Example of Jesus.

1 BEHOLD, where, in a mortal form,
Appears each grace divine;
The virtues, all in Jesus met,
With mildest radiance shine.

2 To spread the rays of heavenly light,
To give the mourner joy,
To preach glad tidings to the poor,
Was his divine employ.

3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends
A friend and servant found;

He washed their feet, he wiped their tears
And healed each bleeding wound.

4 Mid keen reproach and cruel scorn,
Patient and meek he stood;
His foes ungrateful sought his life;
He laboured for their good.

5 To God he left his righteous cause,
And still his task pursued;
While humble prayer, and holy faith,
His fainting strength renewed.

6 In the last hour of deep distress,
Before his Father's throne,

With soul resigned, he bowed and said, "Thy will, not mine, be done!"

7 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide!
His image may we bear!

O may we tread his holy steps,
His joy and glory share!

Enfield

148. c. M.

"Blessed are the Meek."

1 BLESSED are the meek, he said,
Whose doctrine is divine;
The humble-minded earth possess,
And bright in heaven will shine.

2 While here on earth they stay,
Calm peace with them shall dwell,
And cheerful hope, and heavenly joy,
Beyond what tongue can tell.

3 The God of peace is theirs ;
They own his gracious sway;
And yielding all their wills to him,
His sovereign laws obey.

4 No angry passions move,

No envy fires their breast;
The prospect of eternal peace,
Bids every trouble rest.

5 O gracious Father! grant
That we this influence feel,
That all we hope, or wish, may be
Subjected to thy will!

6 Thus Christ our Lord to own,
Thus thee our God obey,

Ensures us peace and joy on earth,
And leads to realms of day.

† Exeter Coll.

149. C. M.

Christ's Resurrection, the Pledge of ours. 1 Pet. i. 3-5.

1 BLESS'D be the everlasting God,
The Father of our Lord;

Be his abounding mercy praised,
His majesty adored.

2 When from the dead he raised his Son,
And called him to the sky,
He gave our souls a lively hope
That they should never die.

3 What though his uncontrolled decree
Command our flesh to dust;

Since Christ, our pledge and pattern, rose,.
So all his followers must.

There's an inheritance divine,
Reserved against that day;
'Tis incorrupted, undefiled,
And fadeth not away.

5 We by thy power, O God! are kept
Till this deliverance come;

We walk by faith as strangers here,
Till thou shalt call us home.

Watts, alt'ä.

150. c. M.

The Reunion of virtuous Friends after Death.

1 BLESS'D hour, when virtuous friends shall meet,

Shall meet to part no more,

And with celestial welcome greet,

On an immortal shore.

2 The parent finds the long-lost child;
Brothers on brothers gaze;
The tear of resignation mild

Is changed to joy and praise.

3 Each tender tie, dissolved with pain,
With endless bliss is crowned;
All that was dead, revives again;
All that was lost, is found.

4 And while remembrance, lingering still,
Draws joy from sorrowing hours;
New prospects rise, new pleasures fill
The soul's expanded powers.

5 Congenial minds, arrayed in light,
High thoughts shall interchange;
Nor cease, with ever new delight,
On wings of love to range.

Their Father marks their generous flame,

And looks complacent down;

The smile that owns their filial claim

Is their immortal crown.

翼

Liverpool (Paradise st.) Coll.

151. c. M.

Trust in God, founded on the Fear of God.

1 BLESS'D is the man who fears the Lord:
His well-established mind,

In every varying scene of life,
Shall true composure find.

2 Oft through the deep and stormy sea,
The heavenly footsteps lie;

But on a glorious world beyond,
His faith can fix its eye.

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3 Though dark his present prospects be,
And sorrows round him dwell,
Yet hope can whisper to his soul,
That all shall issue well.

4 Full in the presence of his God,
Through every scene he goes;
And, fearing him, no other fear
His steadfast bosom knows.

5 No dangers can his soul alarm,
No gloomy views affright;
For faith assures his humble heart,
Whatever is, is right.

152. H. M.

The Gospel Jubilee.

† Exeter Coll

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The of Jubilee is come;

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Return, ye wandering sinners! home.

Behold the Son of God,
Commissioned from above,
To all the human race
The messenger of love;

The of Jubilee is come,

year

Return, ye contrite sinners! home.

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The gospel trumpet sounds;
Let all the nations hear,

And earth's remotest bounds
Before the throne appear;
year of Jubilee is come,

Return, ye pardoned sinners! home.

Rippon's Coll. alt'd.