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3 We give Thee, sacred Spirit, praise,

Who in our hearts of sin and woo
Mak’st living springs of grace arise,

And into boundless glory flow.
4 Thus God the Father, God the Son,

And God the Spirit we adore;
That sea of life and love unknown,
Unfathom'd depth without a shore.

450 2 Cor. xil. 14.

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7's. LUTHER 1 YOD the Father, with us be,

From sin's bondage set us free,

Help us happily to die.
2 God the Saviour, with us be,

Shield us, Thou, from danger nigh;
From sin's bondage set us free,

Help us happily to die.
3 God the Spirit, with us be,

Shield us, Thou, from danger nigh;
From sin's bondage set us free,

Help us happily to die.
4 Keep us in the heavenly faith,

From all evil set us free;
Thine in life, and Thine in death,
Thine alone,


451 Rev. vil. 12.

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6 7's. CONDER, 1 row with angels round the throne,

Cherubim and seraphim,
And the church which still is one,
Let us swell the sulemn hymn-
Glory to the great I AM:
Glory to the Victim Lamb.

2 Blessing, honour, glory, might,

And dominion infinite,
To the Father of our Lord,
To the Spirit and the Word ;
As it was all worlds before,
Is, and shall be evermore.




Col. i. 12-20.

8.7. the God of all creation : Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation,

Priest and King enthron'd above; Praise the Fountain of Salvation,

Him by whom our spirits live : Undivided adoration

To the One Jehovah give.




NATURE. 453 Gen. Il. 7. C. M. SIR J. E. SMITH 1 To which the angels bow,

Name, By which the worlds from nothing came,

The heaven of heavens, and thou. 2 The God who sits enthron'd above

Thy breath of life has given : His voice in thunder, and in love,

Calls thee from earth to heaven. 3 This speck of earth is not thy home,

Nor mortal joys thine end : Beyond the starry-spangled dome

T'hy boundless views extend.
4 Why fondly pluck the withering flowers

That only deck thy tomb,
While amaranthine wreaths and bowers

For thee immortal bloom ?
6 Resign thy joys and hopes to God;

Cast flesh and sin away ;
Pursue the path thy Saviour trod,
And rise to endless day.

454 Eccles. Ix. 10. 8.7. LONGFELLOW.



JELL me not in mournful numbers,

For the soul is dead that slumbers,

And things are not what they seem. 2 Life is réal, 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, Still like muffled drums are beating

Funeral marches to the grave. 5 Lives of good men all remind us

We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us,

Footprints on the sands of time: 6 Footprints that perhaps another,

Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,

Seeing, shall take heart again. 7 Let us then be up and doing,

Nor our onward course abate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,

Learn to labour and to wait.


Mark viii. 36, 37. C. M. MONTGOMERY. 1


VHAT is the thing of greatest price, That which was lost in Paradise ;

That which in Christ is found :

2 The soul of man,--Jehovah's breath,

That keeps two worlds at strife; Hell moves beneath to work its death,

Heaven stoops to give it life. 3 God to redeem it did not spare

His well-beloved Son ;
Jesus, to save it, deigned to bear

The sins of all in one.

4 And is this treasure borne below

In earthen vessels frail ?
Can none its utmost value know,

Till flesh and spirit fail?
5 Then let us gather round the cross,

That knowledge to obtain, Not by the soul's eternal loss,

But everlasting gain.

Prov. xix. 2. D.L.M. LEEDS SEL.

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all that live, and move, and breathe,

He looks above, around, beneath,
At once the heir of heaven and earth :
Beyond the grave, with hope sublime,
Destined a nobler course to run,
In his career the end of time

Is but eternity begun.
2 What guides him in his high pursuit,

Opens, illumines, cheers his way,
Discerns the immortal from the brute,
God's image from the mould of clay?
"Tis knowledge :-knowledge to the soul
Is power, and liberty, and peace;
And while celestial ages roll,
The joys of knowledge shall increase.

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