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Hymn 283, L. M.
Love to God. i Cor. xiii. 8. 1.
Where love inspires the breast:
And strengthens all the rest. 2. Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain,
And all in vain our fear :
If love be absent there.
In swift obedience move ;
But devils cannot love.
When faith and hope shall cease ; 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings
In the sweet realms of bliss.
Hymn 284. c. M.
Charity. I Cor. xiii. 2, 7, 12,
All their religion is a dream,
If love be wanting there. 2. Love suffers long with patient eye,
Nor is provokd in haste; She lets the present inj'ry die,
And long forgets the past. 3. Malice and rage, those fires of hell,
She quenches with her tongue ; Hones and believes, and thinks no ill,
Tio' she endures the wrong.
4. She ne'er desires nor seeks to know
The scandals of the time ;
Nor envies those that climb. 3. She lays ber own advantage by,
To seek her neighbour's good ;
And bought our lives with blood.
In all the realms above ; Their faith and hope are known no more
But saints for ever love,
Hymn 285. c. M. Love to our Neighbour, Luke x. 29, 37. 1. ATHER of mercies, send thy grace,
All-pow'rful from above, i
The image of thy love.
That gen'rous pleasure know;
And weep for others woe.
In low distress are laid,
And swift our hands to aid. 4. So Jesus look'don dying man,
When thron'd above the skies;
He felt compassion rise.
To raise us from the ground ;
A balm for ev'ry wound
Hymin 286. L. *
Around the majesty of heav'n!
Their Souls renew'd, their sins forgith. 2. Go, imitate the grace divine,
The grace that blazes like a sun;
Thro' all your lives let mercy run. 3. Upon your bounty's willing wings
Swift let the needed blessing fly;
To pain and sickness help apply. 4. Pity the weeping widow's woe;
And be her counsellor and stay;
To useful, happy life his way. 5. Let
with want and weakness bowa
Hymn 287. Š. M. 1
Our hearts in christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above. 2. Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are onc,
Our comforts and our cares. 3. We share our mutual woes:
Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
By his last groans, his dying blood,
I charge my scul to love the saints. 2. Clamour, and wrath, and war be gone,
Envy and spite for ever cease, Let bitter words no more be known
Among the saints, the sons of peace. 3. The Spirit, like a peaceful dove,
Flies from the realms of noise and strife, Why should we vex and grieve his love,
Who seals our souls to heav'nly life? 4. Tender and kind be all our thoughts,
Through all our tives let mercy run: So God forgives our num'rous faults
For the dear sake of Christ his Son.
Hymn 290. c. M.
Jesus to hear thy name,
To feel the sacred flame.
While love inspires my breast,
The sov'reign of the rest.
When faith and hope shall cease,
Through the sweet realms of bliss. 4. Let life immortal seize my clay,
Let love refine my blood :
Hymn 291. L. M.