2 O heavenly Comforter, sweet guest,

Hallow and calm my troubled breast :
Weary, I come to Thee for rest;

Smile on my evening hour. 3 O ever present, ever nigh,

Jesus, on Thee I fix mine eye,
Thou hear'st the contrite spirit's sigh ;

Smile on my evening hour. 4 My only Intercessor, Thou,

Mingle Thy fragrant incense now
With every prayer and every vow;

Smile on my evening hour, 5 And O, when life's short course shall end,

And death's dark shades around impend, My God, my everlasting Friend,

Smile on my evening hour.

779

Isaiah ii. 3, 4. L. M. MONTGOMERY. 1

, Millions this day before Thee bowed ; Their faces Zion-ward were set, Vows with their lips to Thee they vowed: 2 But Thou, soul-searching God! hast known

The hearts of all that bent the knee,
And hast accepted those alone,

In spirit and truth that worshipped Thee. 3 People of many a tribe and tongue,

Men of strange colours, climates, lands, Have heard Thy truth, Thy glory sung,

And offered prayer with holy hands. 4 Soon as the light of morning broke

O'er island, continent, or deep,
Thy far-spread family awoke,
Sabbath all round the world to keep.

5 From east to west, the sun surveyed,

From north to south, adoring throngs ,
And still, when evening stretched her

shade,
The stars came out to hear their songs.
6 Harmonious as the winds and seas,

In halcyon hours, when storms are flown,
Arose earth's Babel languages,

In pure accordance to Thy throne.
7 Not angel-trumpets sound more clear,

Not elders' harps, nor seraphs' lays,
Yield sweeter music to Thine ear,

Than humble prayer and thankful praise. 8 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh,

Hath failed this day some suit to gain;
To those in trouble, Thou wert nigh,

Not one hath sought Thy face in vain. 9 Thy poor were bountifully fed,

Thy chastened sons have kissed the rod,
Thy mourners have been comforted,
The pure in heart have seen their God.
10 Yet one prayer more l-and be it one,

In which both heaven and earth accord;
Fulfil Thy promise to Thy Son.
Let all that breathe call Jesus, Lord.

PUBLIC WORSHIP-ITS COMMENCE

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Psalm lxix. 34. 7'8. MONTGOMERY.

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Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When He spake, and it was done.

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,

When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose, when He

Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away,

Songs of praise shall crown that day;
God will make new heavens and earth,

Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And shall man alone be dumb,

Till that glorious kingdom come?
No ;-the Church delights to raise

Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 6 Saints below, with heart and voice,

Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,

Songs of praise to sing above.
6 Borne upon their latest breath,

Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.

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781

Rev. vii. 9-12. C. M. MONTGOMERY. 1 YING we the song of those who stand

Around the eternal throne,
Of every kindred, clime, and land,

A multitude unknown.
2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here;

To-day the young, the old,
Our Saviour and His flock appear

One Shepherd and one fold. 3 Toil, trial, suffering, still await

On earth the pilgrim-throng,
Yet learn we in our low estate,

The saint's triumphant song.

4 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain,

Cry the redeemed above, Blessing and honour to obtain,

And everlasting love. 5 Worthy the Lamb! on earth we sing,

Who died our souls to save; Henceforth, O death! where is thy sting?

Thy victory, O grave?
6 Then hallelujah! power and praise

To God in Christ be given;
May all who now this anthem raise,

Renew the strain in heaven.

782

Psalm xc. 1. 87's. SANDYS. 1

Thou by whom we live and move,
O how sweet, with joyful tongue,
To resound Thy praise in song!
When the morning paints the skies,
When the sparkling stars arise,
All Thy favours to rehearse,
- And give thanks in grateful verse.
2 Sweet the day of sacred rest,

When devotion fills the breast,
When we dwell within Thy house,
Hear Thy word and pay our vows;
Notes to heaven's high mansions raise,
Fill its courts with joyful praise ;
With repeated hymns proclaim

Great Jehovah's awful name.
3 From Thy works our joys arise,

O Thou only good and wise:
Who Thy wonders can declare?
How profound Thy counsels are!
Warm our hearts with sacred fire;
Grateful fervours still inspire;
All our powers, with all their might,
Ever in Thy praise unite.

783 Neb. IX. B. S.M.

MONTGOMERY, 1 YTAND up and bless the Lord, Stand up, and bless the Lord your God,

With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise,

Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear His holy name,

And laud and magnify ? 3 O for the living flame

From His own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our minds inspire,

And wing to heaven our thought ! 4 There, with benign regard,

Our hymns He deigns to hear; Though unrevealed to mortal sense,

The spirit feels Him near.
5 God is our strength and song,

And His salvation ours;
Then be His love in Christ proclaimed

With all our ransomed powers. 6 Stand up and bless the Lord,

The Lord your God adore;
Stand up and bless His glorious name,

Henceforth for evermore.

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Neh. ix. 5. C. M. LEEDS SEL 1 O rise,

Thy glorious name to bless :
Thee, the great Lord of earth and skies,

We joyfully confess.
2 Our joy is now to sing of Thee,

To triumph in Thy love,
And this, transporting thought! shall be

Our endless work above.