HYMNS CONCERNING MAN. HIS SPIRITUAL AND IMMORTAL NATURE 453 Gen. ii. 7. C. M. SIR J. E. SMITH. DORE, my soul, that awful Name, By which the worlds from nothing came, 2 The God who sits enthron'd above 3 This speck of earth is not thy home, 4 Why fondly pluck the withering flowers While amaranthine wreaths and bowers 5 Resign thy joys and hopes to God; 454 Eccles. ix. 10. 8.7. LONGFELLOW. 1 ELL me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream,” For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. 2 Life is real, life is earnest, And the grave is not its goal; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. 3 Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. 4 Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, 5 Lives of good men all remind us Nor our onward course abate; 455 1 Mark viii. 36, 37. C. M. MONTGOMERY. HAT is the thing of greatest price, That which was lost in Paradise; 2 The soul of man,-Jehovah's breath,- 3 God to redeem it did not spare Jesus, to save it, deigned to bear 4 And is this treasure borne below Can none its utmost value know, 5 Then let us gather round the cross, 456 10 Prov. xix. 2. D.L.M. LEEDS SEL. F all that live, and move, and breathe, He looks above, around, beneath, At once the heir of heaven and earth: 2 What guides him in his high pursuit, The joys of knowledge shall increase. 3 Hail to the glorious plan, that spreads 457 Psalm cxvi. 7. 113th M. LEEDS SEL. 1 PRING up, my soul, with ardent flight, And faith displays the shining train. 2 Be dead, my hopes, to all below, Nor let unbounded torrents flow, When mourning o'er my withered joys: 3 The empty pageant rolls along; 4 My God, to Thee my soul shall turn; 458 Micah il. 10. S. M. MONTGOMERY. 1 WHERE shall rest be found, "Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give 3 The bliss for which we sigh; Beyond this vale of tears Unmeasured by the flight of years, 4 Here would we end our quest; The life of perfect love, the rest 459 Mark xii. 17. C. M. WATTS. 1 E And Lord of all below; TERNAL Sovereign of the sky We mortals to Thy Majesty, Our first obedience owe. 2 Let Cæsar's due be ever paid HIS LIFE AND DEATH. 460 Eccles. ix. 5. 1 L. M. WATTS. LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, The time to ensure the great reward; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. |