Love never fails: though knowledge cease, Though prophecies decay, Love, Christian love, shall still increase, Shall still extend her sway. 4 How dimly, through life's shadowy glass, We strain our infant eyes! Soon shall the earth-born vapours pass, Then hope shall sink in changeless doom, 602 Col. ii. 14. 1 FATHER, I may not ask for less Give me the bond of perfectness; The highest grace of all the threeEnduring, heavenly charity: 2 Who, when she sees the sufferer bleed, Heedless of name, or sect, or creed, Comes with prompt hand and look benign To bathe his wounds in oil and wine. 3 Thinking no evil, sin she hides, And soothes and pities while she chides; 4 Her tender mercies freely fall, 5 Nor bounded by the earth alone, 603 1 TB HY neighbour? It is he whom thou 2 Thy neighbour? "Tis the fainting poor Whom hunger sends from door to door- 3 Thy neighbour? "Tis that weary man Bent low with sickness, care, and pain- 4 Thy neighbour? "Tis that heart bereft Widow and orphan helpless left- 5 Thy neighbour? Yonder toiling slave, Whose thoughts are all beyond the grave- 6 Whene'er thou meet'st a human form 7 O pass not heedless-pass not on; The breaking heart from misery;. 604 Rev. ii. 2. L. M. 10, labour on; spend and be spent,→→ Thy joy to do thy Father's will; G It is the way the Master went, 2 Go, labour on; 'tis not for nought, 4 Go, labour on; thy hands are weak, The throne, the kingdom, and the crown. 5 Go, labour on, while it is day; The long dark night is hastening on ; Speed, speed thy work,-up from thy sloth, It is not thus that souls are won. 6 See thousands dying at your side, Your brethren, kindred, friends of home; See millions perishing afar, Haste, brethren, to the rescue come. 7 Toil on, toil on; rebuke, exhort, 8 Toil on, toil on; thou soon shalt find Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal, "Behold, I come." 605 1 HAIL! holy martyrs, glorious names, Who nobly once for Jesus stood; Rejoiced and clapped your hands in flames, And dared to seal the truth with blood. 2 Strong in the Lord, divinely strong,Prisons and tortures ye defied; Demons and men, a gazing throng, Ye braved, and more than conquering died. 3 Father, though storms on storms appear Let not our faith forego her hold; Deliver us from craven fear, And make us steadfast, firm, and bold. 4 Out of our weakness make us strong, Arm us as in the ancient days, Loose in Thy cause each stammering tongue, And perfect e'en in us Thy praise. 5 Come, holy, holy, holy Lord; O Father, Son, and Spirit, come; HIS SPIRITUAL JOYS. 606 Psalm lxxxvii. 7. C. M. WATTS. 1 MY God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, 2 In darkest shades if He appear, He is my soul's sweet morning star, 3 The opening heavens around me shine While Jesus shews His heart is mine, 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 607 1 2 3 4 Psalm xcv. 1, COME we that love the Lord, The sorrows of the mind Let those refuse to sing That never knew our God; But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. The God who rules on high, And thunders when He please, Who rides upon the stormy sky, 5 This awful God is ours, Our Father and our love; He shall send down His heavenly powers |