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HYMNI RECENTES LATINI. 
 
 TRANSLATIONES ET ORIGINALES s 
 
 PBR 
 
 SILAM l^RTIUM RANDIUM, D.D., LL.Di 
 
 Hantsportiubs, Novae Scotiae, 
 
 MDCCCLXXXVIII. 
 
 -♦ « > «- 
 
 HALIFAX, N. S. 
 
 S. SELDEN, 71 GRANVILLE STREET^ 
 
 1888. 
 
'L^v'i"' •^' 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 In introducing the following pages to the pub- 
 lic, a few remarks by way of preface seem to be 
 called for. 
 
 Ever since T began the study of Latin, I have 
 taken a great interest in it. I was grown up, and 
 had had very little opportunity for study when I 
 tirst opened a Latin Granmiar, at the age of twenty- 
 three. I was able to construe a page in the Reader 
 before many days. Then began my delight. To 
 be able to unwrap the meaning, word by word, of a 
 sentence and a page, was for me in interest some- 
 thing like unrolling a mummy of one of the Egyptian 
 kings to the antiquarian, or digging into the centre 
 and exploring the " Great Pyramid," or like dis- 
 entombing a buried city. This interest was only 
 increased when, in after years, I could easily keep 
 my diary in Latin, and take a Latin book, whetlier 
 ancient or modern with me as a travelling com- 
 panion, with no need of grammar or dictionary, 
 and read it in the cars with sase. 
 
 As my school days were for the most by myself, 
 with my books, they were never crudely terminated 
 by graduation, and an escape from the restraints and 
 strain of study hours. Study had always been my 
 relaxation, and when it became my work, it was 
 pursued with the same sensiitions of rest and 
 pleasure. I have perused a good many Latin 
 
fiuiljor^, both aiici(3i)t Jiiul iiiodorn, but thu Ixiok 
 tliat liiis giv(5ii me tlH3 greatest amount of satisfaction, 
 and from which I liave drunk the deepest draughts 
 even of chxssical lore, if I may be permitted to 
 use the term in this connection, is CastellioV trans- 
 lation of the Bible. As a translation this great 
 Avork has been subjected — and justly, to severe 
 criticism ; because he translates too freely. You 
 have often a paraphrase of an expression — cor- 
 rectly enough — of the general sense, rather than a 
 tianslation. It was his object to express the 
 sublime truths of Kevelation in pure classical Latin ; 
 and in that he succeeded. Whatever faults 
 may be found with his liberties in construing his 
 original, it would be a bold critic who should 
 attempt to impeach his Latinity. He and Calvin 
 and others of those noble men of their times wrote 
 and spoke Latin, as if it had been their mother 
 tongue. . • ' :.' . , 
 
 My first attempts in the line of translating 
 hymns into Latin, were made somewhere about 
 twenty years ago. Among my earlier attempts 
 was Lyte's beautiful hymn, beginning : — 
 
 " Abide with me, fast falls the eventide. (No. 
 VI in this collection.) My aim was to render it 
 into the measure of classical Hexameter. The 
 leisure moments of some weeks or months, were 
 employed upon the performance. The Rules of 
 Prosody, which I had hitherto in a great measure 
 neglected, had to be re-examined and studied up. 
 
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 My Grammar and Dictionary had also to bo fre- 
 quently consulted, and thus the precise meaning of 
 wonls, with their grammatical inflections, were 
 made familiar, and could be readily recalled. 
 
 I then studied the hymnology of the earlier and 
 mitklle ages of the Christian Church. I learned the 
 reasons why the writers of gospel hymns deserted 
 the old heathen masters of song. New hopes, 
 new thoughts and aspirations, couhl not be shackled 
 by the arbitrary and unnatural restraints of heatlieii 
 classics. The " New wine," as Archbishop Trench 
 expresses it, " could not be confined in the old 
 worn out bottles." It burst the old bottles without 
 being itself lost, but gaining much by the cliango. 
 Charmed as I had always been by the majesty and 
 s[)lendor of the Latin tongue, I was enrai)tured 
 in reading it, when it rolled forth the music an I 
 the melody of Jehovah's praise. Claiming to be 
 somewhat of a poet, and havingseen several attempts 
 at the translaticm of some of our beautiful evan- 
 gelical hymns into Latin ficcording to the rules of 
 English Prosody, I made several attempts of the 
 same kind. The exercise affording me much plea- 
 sure and intellectual profit, and receiving commen- 
 dations from those whose judgment I had cause to 
 esteem, I have continued the work from time to 
 time as opportunities offered or could be obtained, 
 occassionally sending one to the press, until my 
 present collection amounts to over one hundred. I 
 had not, until very recently, the slightest idea of 
 
piiMishiiif? a book, though I had boon r<Hjueate<l to 
 do so. Hut encouraged by the coiniiHiiidations of 
 competent judges, in different phicos, many of 
 wlioni couhl luive no personal bias in their judging, 
 and following the impulses of my own desires and 
 aspirations, I have decided to send my elfusions to 
 the press. 
 
 Those who will be able to peruse those popular 
 hymns in their new garb, need not be told what 
 the essentiiils of a poetic translation are. A good 
 deal of lil)erty in translating " freely " must bo 
 allowed, and other concessions must be made. It 
 may tend to tone down the translator's vanity and 
 check his pride, should he bo in that direction 
 inclined, to be told that he is spared the most 
 essential part of the business of a real poet, viz : 
 Invention. The theme and the poetic images, and 
 Jire^ are all furnished to his hand. To express tho 
 main thoughts, and to catch as best he can tho 
 inspiration of his author, and to convey the same 
 in the smooth haruionious numbers of song, with 
 no gross violation of the rules of the language into 
 which he translates, can bo all at which he can 
 ordinarily aim. 
 
 I have also introduced a few original com- 
 positions, some of which were thought out as well 
 as written at first in Lfitin. I may l>e allowed to 
 disclaim any special merit in this, although it has 
 evoked some surprise, and called forth some very 
 kind expressions of commendation, since, after all, it 
 
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 was not 80 difficult a task as that of translating. For, 
 here again the precious themes of the gospel — the 
 subject of sacred song, are all furnishe<l to your 
 hand and in addition, t/cm are not ham/)ere<l by your 
 orff/itKiL You can choose your own theme and 
 measures ; and your rhfprieff and rht/thm are at 
 your own disposal. If you cannot hil> upon a 
 suitable word to express your first idea, you can 
 change the idea and perhaps find a better and a 
 more expressive word than your first. 
 
 Again, our English hynins are for the most part 
 composed either in Iambic measure or Trochaic» 
 Now, in Latin verse, composed on the principles of 
 modern Prosody, the former is much more difficult 
 than the latter. Because, as in the pronunciation of 
 Latin, every word of two syllables is accented on 
 the first, thus forming a Trochee, and since the 
 Latin abounds in words of two syllables, one can 
 very easily find suitable words both at the begin- 
 ning and at the end of each line. Not so with the 
 Iambic. Here you are often hampered. You 
 must frequently wish you had the English at 
 command, with its rich fund of old Anglo-Saxon 
 remains, so rich in monosyllables, so pliable to both 
 those measures, (and to all others for that matter,) 
 and which are so rare in Latin. The reader will 
 notice that I have in general aimed, though not 
 always, to give to the translation the same measure 
 as is in the originaL 
 
It only reniftins to commond my fo(>])le labours 
 to the indulgence of my frien<lj, to tho lovurs of 
 Latin, Jind of sacred poetry, and to the " God of 
 all grace, who is over all, God blessed for (wer 
 more. Amen." 
 
 S. T. K. 
 
 ITimtsporty N. S.y 18SS. 
 
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 ovors of 
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 DOXOLOGY. 
 
 Prnisc Gocl, from whom J1 hlea<*inj!;s flow ! 
 Praise liiui, all creatures iiere below! 
 Prnise liiin al)ove, y • lieavonly host! 
 Praise Father, JS( ;!i, and H0I3 vjihowt! 
 
 Lnndate Denin omnos voa 
 ('oelestes, ntqne omiieH nos, 
 Bonorum Fonteni oinniiini : 
 Ut Patreni, Filiuni, Spiritum. 
 
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 Laudeiniis Deum, onincs nos ; 
 Hie onines creaturae vos ; 
 Et acies coeiestiiini — 
 Favoruni Fonteni omnium, 
 lit Patrem, FiHum, Spiritum. 
 

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 A PROLOGUE. 
 
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 YOU CAGE THE SINGER, NOT THE SONG. 
 
 By J Byington Smith, D D. 
 
 1 The cap:ed bird will swoetly sing, 
 As wlien it soared cw joyous wing, 
 And joined the choral melodies 
 
 With sweet resoundinjjjsthroujfh the skies. 
 You may the bird encage meanwhile, 
 Subject it to a durance vile ; ^ ,-. 
 
 And yet 'twill blithesome notes prolong : 
 You cage the bird, but not the >ong. 
 
 2 No bars of cage can song confine. 
 For like the truth is song divine ; 
 And none can bars or fetters find 
 Which either truth or song can bind. 
 In grovt or cage, on land or sea. 
 
 As IVee as air song flo.cS as free. 
 The song the singer outlives long, ' 
 You cage the singer, not the song. 
 
 3 The song-birds sing in souls of some, 
 To souls of others never come ; 
 And soul where song is never lieard 
 Is like the cage without the bird. 
 
 But where within their notes they raise, 
 There life becomes a psalm of praise. 
 E'en though encaged sing sweet and strong, 
 You cage the singer, not the song. 
 
 4 Birds sing within the prison cell : 
 Where sickness, want and sorrow dwell ; 
 When you admit them anywhere, 
 They sing their songs of gladness there. 
 And in tlie soul those songs abide. 
 Though cage and singer cast aside ; 
 From soul to soul they pass along, 
 
 You cage the singer, not the song. 
 
 Saratoga Springs, N. Y., i888. 
 
 
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 CANTATOR, SF.D NON CANTICUM. 
 
 in oavea avis cantnret, 
 Ut qnnni in sole volite.t, 
 Cum chori his melodiis 
 Nnnc resonantis aeris. 
 Interea possis chuidere 
 Hanc avem clanstro p ssime; 
 Sed canoret potissiinnni ; 
 Coerceas non canticuni. 
 
 Non cantiis claustris destruas; 
 Divini sunt, lit Veritas : 
 Iiiventuni nnnqiiani claustriim sit 
 Quod cantus, verum, clauserit. 
 In sylvis vel in caveis, 
 Haec cantet avis liilaris ; 
 (\nitator non nt c iinu n tit : 
 Ut hie, hoc nunquani periit. 
 
 In aliqnihns cantitent ' '' ' 
 
 Hae aves, aliis abstinent : . — 
 
 At sine cantii anima / 
 
 Est sine avi cavea 
 
 At intus duin canentes stent, 
 
 Vitalia semper cantitent : 
 
 Tn quaniqnani clausus, caneto: 
 
 Non vinctus cantns vinculo. 
 
 dwell ; 
 uhere. 
 
 Tn career aves canerent : 
 Quo niorhus, lames, do'or, stent : 
 Quocunque tn admitteres, 
 Hae canart cantus felices. 
 In cordihu* haec carmina 
 Maneutquj per interita : 
 In onuie ^.equens seculum ; 
 Cantator non, sed canticum. 
 
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 The Rock of Apes. 
 
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 Oh Rock of Ages, since on Thee, 
 
 By ^race my feet are planted, > 
 
 Tis mine the raging storm to see, . 
 
 In quiet faith undaunted. 
 When angry hil'ows round me rave, 
 
 And tempests fiei "e assail me, 
 To thee I cling, the i Tors brave. 
 
 For thou canst never iail me. 
 Tlio' rends the globe with earthquake shock. 
 
 Thou standst unmoved, Eternal Rock! 
 
 Within thv clefts I love to hide, 
 
 When darkness o'er me closes; ,, 
 
 There peace nnd light serene abide, 
 
 And my stilled heart reposes. 
 My soul exults to dwell secure, 
 
 Thy strong niunitions round her, 
 She dares to count her triumph sure, 
 
 Nor feai« lest hell confound her, 
 Though tumults startle earth and ser.. 
 Oh changeless Rock ! they shake not thee. 
 
 From thee, O Rock, once smitten, flow 
 
 Life-giving streams forever. 
 And whoso doth their sweetne&s know, 
 
 He thenceforth thii-steth never. 
 My lips have touched the crystal tide, 
 
 And feel no more returning. 
 The lever which so long I tried 
 
 To quench, but felt still burning. 
 Oh wondrous liie-spring brinmiing o'er 
 With living waters evermore. - 
 
 Oh thnt diead day when they that sleep 
 Sliall hear the trumpet sounding, 
 
 And wake to pnaise or wake to ween, 
 The judgement throne surrounding! 
 
 When wrapped in all devouring flame, '" ' 
 The solid earth is wasting, 
 
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 Aeterna Huftes. 
 
 Aeterna Rupef5, qiuiin in Te 
 
 Sistuntur petles mei, 
 Est n)ihi niinhos cerneie 
 
 Tranquil Ins, pace Dei. 
 Quuni luriosi tuibonea 
 
 Horrendi circuni Iremunt, 
 Perlugium mihi firnuini es, 
 
 Turbones non me laedunt. 
 Si totus numdns scinditur, 
 Haec Rupes nunquam tinditur. 
 
 In Te me amo abdere, 
 
 Tenebris quum obiutns; 
 In lucre, pace, vivere, 
 
 Et otiari tutus. 
 Manere illic gaudeo, 
 
 A Te circumtirniatus, 
 Et triumphare audeo, 
 
 III coelum ut elatus. 
 Tuinultus orbem teneant! 
 O Kupes, Te non agitant ! 
 
 Te olim fissa fluitant " 
 
 Viventis aquae lontes ; 
 Sunt qui has aquas l)ibitant, 
 
 Felices et insontes. 
 Has puras aquas bibito, . ^ 
 
 Et iiuiKiuain nunc sum fessus 
 E febre quam perpetuo, 
 
 Tarn diu sum perpessus. ' 
 
 O mira Fons ! intundens es ! 
 Viventes aquiis perennes ! 
 
 Quum dormientes surgerint 
 Ad dirum tubae sonum, 
 
 Et Hentes vcl laudantes sint, 
 Judicis circa thronum, — 
 
 In Ham mis involutus, tunc 
 Hie mundus consumetur, 
 
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 And what at first from nothing came, 
 
 Is back to nothing hasting. 
 Even then my aoni shall calmly rest, . , 
 O Rock of Ages, on thy breast, 
 
 Rev. Dr. Ray Palmer. 
 
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 *' / vhH put thee in a clift of the rock^* .. 
 
 1 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide mvself in thee; . 
 
 Let the water and the blood. 
 
 From thy riven side which flow'd, . 
 Be of sin the double cure, 
 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 
 
 2 Not the labours of my hands 
 
 Can fulHl thy law's demands ; 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 
 Could my tears for ever How, 
 All for sin could not atone, 
 
 Thou must save, and thou alone. 
 
 3 Nothing in my hand I bring ; 
 
 Simply to thy cross I cling: 
 Naked, come to thee for dress ; 
 
 Helpless, look to thee for grace: 
 Foul, I to the fountain fly ; ,. 
 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 
 
 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 
 When my eyelids close in death. 
 When I soar through tracts unknown, 
 
 See thee on thy judgement throne, 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me. 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee. 
 
 A Refuge. '■-■■■'' 
 
 I Jesus, refuge of my soul, . 
 
 Let me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the raging billows roll, 
 While the tempest still is high : 
 
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 E nihil fabricatns, nunc 
 In nihil conveitetur — 
 Turn requiescnm placide, 
 Aeteina Rnpea, super Te ! 
 
 •' In fisMuram Rup'is ponam te. 
 
 Rnpes Seculorum, 'IV. 
 
 Pro nie tissa, condnni me ! 
 Aquae Fons et sanguinis, 
 
 Duplex tui latei'is, 
 Scelerum purgatio 
 
 Sit, et expiatio. 
 
 Nunquani posaira exsequi, 
 Tua lex quae niandet mi ; 
 
 Qua m vis strenuus semper sim, 
 Atque semper fleverim, 
 
 Hoc nil expiaverit ; 
 In Te solo sal us sit. 
 
 Nil in manu tulero ; 
 
 Tuae cruci haereo ; 
 Vestes mihi nudo des, 
 
 Inopemque subleves ; 
 Fonti foedus advolo; 
 
 Nisi laves, pereo. 
 
 Dum vitalem haurio vim, 
 Cumque moribundus sim, 
 
 Quum per Stellas evolem, — 
 Ante tuum thronum stem, 
 
 Rupes Seculorum, Te, 
 Pro me tissa, condam me. 
 
 Per/uglum, 
 
 O Pra3sidium, Jesu mi, 
 Fugiam tuo pectori, 
 
 Torrens propius testuet, 
 Dum procella lureret : 
 
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 Hide me, O my Saviour, bide) 
 Till the Sturm of lite is pjist; 
 
 Sale into the haven guide; 
 O, receive my soul at last. 
 
 Other refuge have I none ; 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
 Leave, ah, leave me not alone; 
 
 Still support and comfort me: 
 All my trust on thee is stayeil. 
 
 All my help from thef I bring : 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 Thou O Christ, art all I want : 
 
 More than all in thee 1 find : 
 Kaise the fallen, cheer the faint, ' ' 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind : 
 Just and holy is thy Name ; 
 
 I am all uiu'ighteousness : ' 
 False and full of sin I am ; 
 
 Thou art full ^f truth and grace. 
 
 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 
 Grace to cover all my sin; 
 Let the healing streams abound. 
 
 Make and keep me pure within : 
 Th( 1 of life the fountain art ; 
 
 Freely let me take of thee ; 
 Spring thou up within my heart, . 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 ** A people nea>^ unto Hini.^^ 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee. 
 
 Nearer to thee, 
 E'en though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me ; 
 Still all my song shall be, 
 Nearer, my God, to thee. 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 
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 Hoc in viUr turbine, 
 O Sal va tor, tege me! 
 
 Fac ut tutus, integer, 
 Tecum semper commorer. 
 
 Soli es Refugio : 
 
 Tibi lassus bforeo : 
 Ne relinque solum me ; 
 
 Sit solatium per Te. 
 Tibi dum contisus sim, 
 
 Plenas opes tulerim : 
 Me deiende debiiem, 
 
 Me tutator inopem. 
 
 Tu, O Jesu. mihi es 
 
 Omnes res optabiles : 
 Aegrum, lapsum, sublevas, 
 
 Opem fesso, coeco, das : 
 Facile es sanctissimus ; 
 
 Ego sum perimprobus ; 
 Faxlus, plenus scelerum — 
 
 Tu, bonorum omnium 
 
 Gratia satis est in Te, 
 
 Sontem perabsolvere. 
 Fluat flumen atfatim, 
 
 Purus ut ex toto sim. 
 Jesus, Fons vitalis es; 
 
 Sumam qua) benigne des : 
 Yive mi in pectore, 
 
 Fons Aeterna ! Domine 1 
 
 Propinqid Eo Populi. 
 
 Propius, O Deus mi, propius ad Te, 
 Etiamsi crux erit quae tollat me : 
 
 Canam continue — 
 Mi Deus, prcpe Te ; 
 
 Propius, O Deus mi, propius ad Te. 
 
 Erroni noctu quamvis similis, 
 Quiescam super stratum lapidis ; 
 
:,!f. 
 
 Though like u wandorer, 
 
 Weary and lone 
 DarkneHfe comes over nie. 
 
 My retjit a stone ; 
 Yet in my dreams I'd he 
 Kearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 I^earer to thee! 
 
 Then let my way appear 
 
 Bteps unto heaven ; 
 All that thou sendest me 
 
 In merey given ; 
 Angels to l)e(k()n me 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 
 Then, with my waking thoughts 
 Bright with thy praise, 
 
 Out of my stony griefs 
 "Bethel "Til raise; . 
 
 So hy my woes to he 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 
 Or, if on joyful wing. 
 
 Cleaving the sky, 
 Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 
 Upward I fiy, 
 Still all my song shall be ■ 
 Nearer, my God, to thee. 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 
 Just as I am — without one plea, 
 
 But that Thy blood was shed for me, 
 And that Thou bidst me come to Thee 1 
 O, Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 Just as I am— and waiting not 
 
 To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
 To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot : 
 O, Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
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H) 
 
 Dolectat esse nie 
 
 111 soniviis prope Te ; 
 Propius, Deus mi, propius ad Te. 
 
 3 Ut scalae tunc ad coelos via sit ; 
 
 (^uaecnnqiie mihi des, dementia tit: 
 Sun to coelicolae, 
 
 Nutantes vocent me, 
 Propius, O Deus mi, propius ad Te. 
 
 4 Turn experrecta laude fuiget mens , 
 
 Petrosis malis ' Bethel" extruens : 
 Sic moeror urget me. 
 
 Mi Deus, prope Te, 
 Propius, O Deus mi, propius ad Te. 
 
 5 Si hietis pennis findens aera, 
 
 Relictis stellis, petam supera — 
 Quam jucundi.ssime, 
 
 Cantabo— " Prope Te, 
 Propius, O Deus mi, propius ad Te." 
 
 1 Sicuti sum — nee sine spe. 
 
 Quia Tu mortuus es pro me, 
 Et jubes ire me ad Te — 
 
 O Agnus Dei, venio. 
 
 2 Sicuti sum — nee haesitem, 
 
 Ut maculas abluerem ; 
 Mundus per tuum sanguinem, 
 O Agnus Dei, venio. 
 
 3 Sicuti sum— jactatus sim, 
 
 Et dubitans contiixerim, 
 Certansque, timens, perdo vim, 
 O Agnus Dei, venio. 
 
 4 Sicuti sum — miserrime 
 
 C(pcus, nudusque onmi re, 
 Ut onmia capiam in Te, 
 
 O Agnus Dei, venio, 
 
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 3 Just ns T nni — jioor, wretched, Mind, 
 
 iSij^lit, riches, licjiliii^MiftlnMiiiiid, 
 Yt'ji, all I need in Thee to lind : 
 
 0, Land) ol' God, I eonie ! 
 
 4 Just as I am— Thou wilt receive, 
 
 Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; 
 Because Thy promise I helieve : 
 
 (), J^amh of God, I come 1 
 
 5 Just as I am — Thy love, I own, 
 
 Has hroken every harrier down : 
 Isow to he Thine, yea. Thine alone, 
 O, Lamb of (»od, 1 come ! 
 
 U» " Ahide trith us ; for the doji is far s petit. ''^ 
 
 1 Ahide with me : fast falls the eventide ; 
 Tlie darkness deepens ; Lord with me ahide; 
 When otlier helpers fail, and comtoits flee, 
 Help of the helpless, ahide with me. 
 
 2 Swift to its close ehhs out life's little dav ; 
 Earth's joys glow dim, its glories pass away, 
 Change and decay on all around 1 see; 
 
 thou who changest not, abide with me. 
 
 3 I need thy presence every passing hour ; 
 What but thy grace cari foil the tempter's power? 
 Who like thyself, my guide and stay can be? 
 Through cloud and sunshine. Lord, abide with nie. 
 
 4 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless : 
 Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. 
 Where is deatli's sting? wliere, grave, thy victory? 
 
 1 triumph still, if thou abide with me. 
 
 5 Thou on my head in early youth didst smile 
 And tlio' rebellious and peiverse the while, 
 Thou liast not left me olt as I left thee — 
 On to the close, O Lord, abide with me. 
 
 6 Hold thou thy cross before my closing ej'es ; 
 Shine througli the gloom, and point me to the skies; 
 Heaven's morning breaks, and eaitli's vain shad- 
 ows flee ; 
 
 In life, in death, Lord ahide wath me. 
 
5 Sicuti siun — reeipies, 
 
 ruigMbis, s()lv{>H, cxinips ; 
 Nam credo (jiuxl proinittrres : 
 () AgmiH l)oi, venio. 
 
 6 Sicuti Hurn — ngnonco Te, 
 
 S}ilvaHS(» \)vv iiiiioioni nie, 
 Ut tiius sini MKsidue, 
 
 O Agnurt J)('i, venio. 
 
 6. 
 
 Cum nohix commorare, nam dies fere termhuttHK ed* 
 
 1 Meciuii bahita, Domino ! ultima labitnr liora dioi : 
 Quam teiKjbrae coiideuBantur! Tu mecum babi- 
 
 tnto! 
 Deficiunt adjutores, atcjuo omnia grata ; 
 T«, qui non speines inope«, C) mecum babitato! 
 
 2 Ad metam tenuis vitae, proporant rnpidae liorae; 
 Blanditiat-. peieunt, et tiauHit gloria numdi : 
 Omnia mutari, eorrumpi<ino, undique vidi ; 
 
 Tu qui immutatus remaned, O mecum babitato. 
 
 3 Te, Domine, est mihi nunc opus omni bora fugienti: 
 Tu solus valeas bostes mibi vincere saevos : 
 
 Tu solus lirmum me, et salvum ducere possis ; 
 
 In tranquillo, in turbinibus, Tu, mecum babitato. 
 
 4 Hostes non timeo, quum Tu stas praesto beare; 
 Adversi casu^s iaciles sunt, absque dolore ; 
 Terrores mortis, stimuli, et victoria, desunt ; 
 Laetatusque exsuitabo, nam mecum babitabis. 
 
 5 Mi juvenescenti, blandis Tu nempe favisti ; 
 
 Ah me! quam brutus ! quam perversusque 
 remap..si ! 
 
 Non discessisti a me, saepe ut deserui Te : 
 O Domine, usque et ad extremum, Tu mecum , 
 bbbitato. 
 
 *A n attempt at classical haxameier. 
 
 
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 6 Ad oculos cnirom (1(irniit}inti jnlhi nionstra : • 
 Illiistiii tcMclnjiH, (^t uu". vn^v. visoK^ ('(Kilos : 
 Kn, innhnie rii^iunt ! vX maiu' rultcscHM'ci coi^pit ! 
 In vita, ill inorte, DomincOTu mocuni liabiLato! 
 
 6'. 
 
 The Hdrtie after tint method of modern l*'roHO<l!f^ 
 
 1 Mniu'to m»'cin)i, vcwptu" profR'rat, 
 
 Miinoto Doniinc, tcnebroscat : 
 Abvsiiit iiuxilia, ct diiUiin ; 
 Til Soter inopuni, () luc'cuin 8ta! 
 
 2 \h\v hrevoH diN^s vitao. inimiint ; 
 
 Tt'ircistiia bona oniFiia catjcn sint : 
 Mutata omnia circnnispicio : 
 Tu semper idem ey^ O mancto. 
 
 3 Aspectum hrevom, non desidero. 
 
 lit cum descipulis, () nianeto : 
 FamiliariH, eojni.s, lilxMo, 
 . lit hospes non, sed mecnm manere. 
 
 4 Non nt ivx ferox, (!um torroril)n« — 
 
 At bonus et beni^nus medieus : 
 Pro poenis nostris miseratio ; 
 Amice iniproborujn, maneto. 
 
 5 Pi'esentia tua mecuir* semper sis : 
 
 Tu modo bostes meos reprimis ; 
 Salvat(3r et Director solus es, 
 Per omnes bas vicissitndines. 
 
 6 Non timeo bostem (juum tu praesto sis ; 
 
 In malis l)ona sint ; in lacrimis; 
 Nee telum morti nee victoria; 
 Sim victor tua in potentia. 
 
 7 Tu irrisisti mibi juveni ; 
 
 Et quamciuam saepc; te deserui, 
 Tu me non statuistis linquere- 
 Ad tinem mane mecum, Dcmine. 
 
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 8 O nioiiHtia cnKrcm monlmndo mi. 
 C()(;lt'Htiji (la iiiihi vi<!('ii : 
 Nox (»xit ; (!t Iu('(H(!it inaxiine! 
 In vita et in niort^*, es, O Domine ! 
 
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 ■ ' Pxahnm XX I IT. 
 
 KhI Joliova Tiistor nuniH, 
 Meu8 J)()nilniis vX Deua, — 
 Ego inipotcns ot lous— 
 
 Ergo non carcho. 
 Suam ovoni stal>ulat(|iio, 
 Plata uranniioHa (lat<iue, 
 Rivis placidJH lavat(]ue, 
 nine tlucit, propinatqne; 
 
 Itacn'o val<.'l)0. 
 
 Aninianuine reportavit 
 Mcain. saepe recrcavit ; 
 Me quaesivit et norvavit. 
 
 Optimiis Ciiiaton 
 Viis rectis, praej)aratis, 
 Acquitati consecratis, 
 Dncit Dens honitatis, 
 Propter suniu non ) en gratis, 
 
 Dnctor et Salvator. 
 
 Transeani caliginosa 
 Loca, et ealaniitosa, 
 Dnra, dira, Inctnosa, 
 
 Hostes et obstantes : 
 Non formido aerumnosa 
 Mala, tetra, dolorosa; 
 Gaudens fero lacrimosa, 
 
 Inter Te am antes. 
 Confidenter ibo Tecnni ; 
 Nam Tn semper eris mecum; 
 Tua virga, tun in pedum, 
 
 Ample consolantes. 
 
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 8. 
 
 Mensam mihi preparasque, 
 Coram hostes, paneni dasque ; 
 In dementia piope stasque : 
 
 Mea pax abnndat : 
 Sanctum oleum benipium, 
 Super caput tarn indignum 
 Meum lundis,— clarum si^mum 
 
 Meum vas redundat. 
 
 Immo bonitas divina, 
 Valetudo genuina, 
 Cum clementia superna, 
 Et benignitas aeterna, 
 
 Semper nie sequentur. 
 
 Dum in vita remanebo, 
 Dei gratia gaudebo : 
 Ejus domum habitabo, 
 Ejus nomen collaudabo, 
 Et indesinenter. 
 
 '* What things tvere (fain to Ttie, those I 
 counted loss for Christ.''^ 
 
 Jeeus, I my cross have taken, 
 
 All to leave and follow thee; 
 Destitute, despised, forsaken, 
 
 Thou from hence my all shalt be : 
 Perish everv fond ambition. 
 
 All I've sought, or iioped, or known ; 
 Yet how rich is my condition ! 
 
 God and heaven are still my own. 
 
 Man may trouble and distress me, 
 
 Twill but drive me to thy breast; 
 Life with trials hard may press me, 
 
 Heaven w'ill bring me sweeter rest, 
 O 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
 
 While thy love is left to me ; 
 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
 
 Were that joy unmix'd with thee. 
 
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 Take, my sonl, thy full salvation ; 
 
 Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 
 Joy to find in every station 
 
 Somethinp; still to do or hoar : 
 Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 
 
 What a Father's smile is thine ; 
 What a Saviour died to win thee ; 
 
 Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? 
 
 Haste then on from grace to c:lory, 
 
 Aim'd by faith, and wing'd by prayer; 
 Heaven's eternal day's before thee, 
 
 God's own hand shall guide thee there. 
 Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
 
 Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
 Hope soon change to glad fruition, 
 
 Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 
 
 Quae mihi/uerant lucro. Iiaec damnum, eaiimavi 
 pro Chrido. 
 
 I Jesus, crucem meam tollo, 
 
 Omnia linquere pro te ; 
 Despicato, orbo, solo, 
 
 Eris omnia pro me. 
 Pereant ambitiones, 
 
 Spes, et quK^ desidero, 
 Bonas sub eonditiones, 
 
 Nam coelestia teneo. 
 
 Sim a mundo despicatus; 
 
 Sic tractatUH Jesus sit 
 Sim mortalibus fraudatus, — 
 
 Quod a Jesu nunquam lit. 
 Et dum Ccf amicus mens, 
 
 Possint nihil homines ; 
 Deus vis, prudentiai Deus, 
 
 Gaudia et splendor es. 
 
9, 
 
 Pcesint homines tiirbare, — 
 
 Propius tibi ur2;et me ; 
 Vita^ opera vexare,— 
 
 Caelum gratius facere. 
 Simi plenissinie servatus ; 
 
 Nihil me sollicitet ; 
 Omnibus que preparatus, 
 
 Omnibus quae Deus det. 
 
 Fide, precibusque earn, 
 
 Et ad coelum propero, 
 Diem ad jeternam meam, 
 
 Me portante Domino. 
 Cito mea terminetur 
 
 Ternp peie^rinatio ; 
 Spes in p^loriam nmtetur, 
 
 Laudem et precatio. 
 
 Translation. 
 
 Ps. C. Dr. W. A.McKe -"IE. 
 
 Come, in Jehovah's name rejoice ; 
 Lift up in song your lieart and voice ; 
 
 Let all mankind ^lad tribute bring. 
 With gla(hiess come and serve the Lord ; 
 With hallowed mirth your joy record ; 
 
 Before His face exulting sing. 
 
 Our God is He — He gave us breath ; 
 O'er us He reigns ; He saves from death ; 
 
 C) cation's Lord is He alone. 
 He made us ; and He is our stay ; 
 He guards and [j:uides us, when we stray ; 
 
 Seeks His lost sheep, and saves His own. 
 
 Come, crowd His gates with songs of praise, 
 And fill His courts with sounding lays, 
 
 Proclaim the Lord your Sovereign King: 
 His giace and truth, so firm and sure, 
 His faithfulness, which must endiu-e, 
 
 Through endless ages we shall sing. 
 
9. 
 
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 P9(ilm C. 
 
 In Jehovam vos ovate, 
 
 Et gaiulete, et cantate, v 
 
 Omnes terrain habitAntes. 
 Laeti Doniiniiin. servite, 
 Et cum gaiidio gestite, 
 
 Coram Ilium triumphantes. 
 
 Nostrum Dens est Creator, 
 Dominator et Salvator. 
 
 Deus unus, Auctor rerum : 
 Fecit nos. et uos nutrivit, 
 Regit, tutat, repetivit, 
 
 Oves perditos, ad Herum. 
 
 Ejus port as introite ; 
 Claris laudibus adite ; 
 
 Ilium Dominum clam antes : 
 Ilium bonum, semper verum, 
 Fidel issinmm que Herum, 
 
 In aeternum adorantes. 
 
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 Mercies (jratefuUy acknowledged. 
 
 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
 
 Streams ot mercy, never ceasing. 
 Call lor songs of loudest praise. 
 
 Teach me some melodius measure, 
 Sung by raptured saints above ; 
 
 Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, 
 While I sing redeeming love. 
 
 By thy hand sustained, defended, 
 Safe through life, thus far, Iv'e come; 
 
 Safely, Lord, when lile is ended. 
 Bring me to my heavenly home. 
 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger. 
 Wandering fiom the fold of God ; 
 
 He, to save my soul from danger, 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
 0, to grace how great a debtor. 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 
 Let thy grace, Lord, like a fetter. 
 Bind my wandering heart to thee. 
 
 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love ; 
 Hear's my heait; take and seal it; 
 
 Seal it from thy courts above. 
 
 Christ the great Physician, 
 
 How lost was my condition 
 
 Till Jesus made me whole! 
 There is but one Physician 
 
 Can cure a sin-sick soul: 
 Next door to death he found me, 
 
 And snatched me from the grave, 
 To tell to all around me 
 
 His wondrous power to save. 
 
10. 
 
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 11 
 
 29 
 
 Veni, Tons favoris oiiinis, 
 Fac lit corde canain Te : 
 
 Benodictionuni Hunien, 
 ^d laudandum vocat me. 
 
 Doce quoddam dulce carmen, 
 Quod coelestes concinimt ; 
 
 Super moiitem Laiidis starem, 
 Quo aeterna bona sunt. 
 
 Hie erexi Ebenezer ; 
 
 Veni hiic, juvante te : 
 Atque spero, tc favente, 
 
 Salvum domum ire me. 
 
 Alienum quaesivisti. 
 
 Procul me ab ovile; 
 Me inj>ratum redimisti 
 
 Tuo sacro corpore. 
 
 Mea debita, (juam multa ! 
 
 Debitorque semper sum : 
 Tua gratiae, catena, 
 
 Liget me erraticum. ' 
 
 Aberrare sum propensus ; 
 
 Deum meum linquere ! 
 Ecce 'cor,' O cape, signa, 
 
 Semper tuum esse me. 
 
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 Medic US ojytimus ed Ghristus. 
 
 1 Quum ego fui perditus, 
 
 Salvavit Jesus me : 
 Est solum unus medicus ' 
 
 Morbosae animae. 
 
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 2 Ad portam mortis jactus sum, 
 
 Sanavit illinc me ; 
 Nunc nunciator lactus sum, 
 Potentis gratiae. 
 
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 riie worst of all (.liseases 
 
 Is light, compared with sin ; 
 On every part it seizes, 
 
 But rages most within : 
 T s palsy, plague, anti fever, 
 Ant! madness, all combined; 
 And none but a believer 
 The least relief can tind. 
 
 From men great skill professing 
 
 I thought a cure to gain ; 
 But this proved more distressing. 
 
 And added to my pain : 
 Some saitl that nothing ailed me, 
 
 Some gave me up for lost : 
 Thus every refuge failed me, 
 
 And, all my hopes were crossed 
 
 At length, this great Physician — 
 
 How matchless is his grace ! — 
 Accepted my petition. 
 
 And undertook my case ; 
 First gave me sight to view him, 
 
 For sin my eyes had sealed, - 
 Then bade me look unto him : 
 
 I looked, and I was healed. 
 
 A dying, risen Jesus, 
 
 Seen by the eye of faith, 
 At once from danger frees us, 
 
 And saves the soul from death : 
 Come, then, to this Physician ; 
 
 His help he'll freely give ; 
 He makes no hard condition ; 
 
 'Tis only look and live. 
 
 ■Si 
 
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 3 Ah ! niorbis letbalissiniia 
 
 Peccntiini pejus sit ; 
 Credentibus, nun aliis, 
 Solatiuinque iit. 
 
 4 Vae ! morbi bic omnigoni 
 
 In eo juncti sunt : 
 
 NoHceiites toti oorpori, 
 
 At intus Saeviuiit. 
 
 5 E miiltum se jnctantibus, 
 
 Cnrari quaesii ; 
 Sed Hebaiii plus niorbidus ; 
 Augores additi. 
 
 6 Nam alius dixit : "Sanuses": 
 
 Et alius : " Perditus "; 
 Fallebat me sic ominis spes, 
 Et mansi niorbidus. 
 
 7 Sed tandem iste Medicus — 
 
 Quam gratiosus sit ! 
 Assensus meis praecibus, 
 Curator mei iit. 
 
 8 Is primum dedit occulos, 
 
 Quod excaecatus sum : 
 Tum mibi dixit : " vide nos :" 
 Vidi— sanatus tum. 
 
 9 Heus ! ergo, heus ! agitedum ! 
 
 Vos omnes miseri ! 
 Videte istiun medicum, 
 Fitote validi. 
 
 10 En ! Jesu exhibitio ! 
 Is exaltaius est : 
 Pertacilis conditio : 
 *' Videnti datus est. " 
 
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 32 
 
 Condition of tJi-} Heathen, 
 
 From Greelund's icy nioniitnins, 
 
 From India's coral strand, — 
 Where Africa's sunny fountains 
 
 Koll down tlieir golden sand, — 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, — 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their hind from error's chain. 
 
 What thongh the spicy breezes 
 
 Blowsolt o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Tiunigli every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ; 
 In vain with lavish kindness, 
 
 Tlie gilts of God are strown : 
 Tlie heathen, in his blindness, 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 Shall we, wliosfe souls are lighted 
 
 By wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we to man benighted 
 
 The liglit of life deny ? 
 Salvation ! 0, salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name. 
 
 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 
 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory. 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 Till o'er our ransomed nature 
 
 The Lamb, for sinners slain, 
 Kedcemer, King, Creator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign. , ' 
 
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 12. 
 
 Payanoi'iim conditio^ 
 
 Grcenlandii e montibus, 
 
 Ex Indiae littoribus — 
 Et Africae ex fontihus: — 
 
 Aurif'eris liquoribus: 
 E niultis rivis antiquis, 
 
 Planisque ex palmiferis, 
 Clamatur de mancipiis, 
 
 Erroris vinctis viiiculis. 
 
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 fi. 
 
 Dum aurae aromaticae 
 
 Ceyloni spirant insiilae, 
 Et multae sint deliciae, 
 
 Sunt foedi viri, feminae : 
 Sint dona multiptiplicia, 
 
 Setl vana haec delicia; i 
 Caeca ti quia homines, 
 
 Adorant ligna, lapides, 
 
 Nos Uiminati animi, 
 
 Scientes evangel ii : 
 Ad tenebrosos lit)inines, 
 
 Portemus vitae lanipades. -, 
 Salvatio! Salvatio! 
 
 Clametur proclaniatio, 
 Ut aiidiat omnis natio, 
 
 Et omnis generatio. 
 
 ocior vente, agedum ! 
 
 spira evangelium ! 
 Volvate, amnes, niincium, 
 
 Ut uhique dispertitum, 
 Sit omnibus impertitum : 
 
 Tum in redemptos homines, 
 Tu, Agnus Dei, imperes, 
 
 Redemptor, Rex, Salvator tu, 
 In laeto tuo reditu. 
 
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 34 
 
 The hmvenly Coriann. 
 
 1 There 18 ft land of piirodoliglit, 
 
 VVlieie Hsiintw iiiniiortul reign ; 
 Eternal day excliulcs the niglit, 
 And pleasurew banisli pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never-lading flowers : 
 Dentil, like a narrow sea, divides 
 That heavenly land from ours. 
 
 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flocd, 
 
 Stand dressed in living green : 
 
 So to the .lews fair Canaan stood, 
 
 While Jordan rolled between. 
 
 4 But timorous mortals start and shi-ink 
 
 To cross this narrow sea, 
 And linger, trembling, on the brink, 
 And lear to launch away. 
 
 5 0, could we make our doubts remove, — 
 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, — 
 And see the Canaan that we love 
 With unbeclouded eyes, — 
 
 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, — 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
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 Sweet hour of prayer ! Sweet hour of prayer! 
 
 That calls me from a world of care, 
 And bids me at my P^ither's throne, 
 
 Make all my wants and wishes known; 
 In seasons of distress and grief, 
 
 My soul has often found relief; 
 And oft escaped the tempter's snare, 
 
 By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 
 
IS, 
 
 u. 
 
 Chanaan Coeleste. 
 
 1 Est pura felix regio, 
 
 (\)elic()la(3 (|[ii() Hunt, 
 Aeterna (lies rognat (luo 
 
 Teiiebiae lugiunt. 
 
 2 Aeterimni ver hie rexerit, 
 
 Et tlon's Horerent : 
 At mors exiguuin tVetuni sit 
 Et Hiictus teirerent. 
 
 3 Sunt agri extra flnniina, 
 
 Floientes iibique : 
 Ut Judeia Chananea, 
 Obntante .lordaiie. 
 
 4 Mortales auteni trepidi, 
 
 Hoc iretuni tinieant, 
 Ad littoraqiie treniiili, 
 Cuiictantes haesitant. 
 
 5 O faciamus i'ugere, 
 
 Hos omnes pavores, 
 
 Et videanuis tranquille, 
 
 Hos locos ielices, — 
 
 6 Quo Moses stetit stemus, turn 
 
 Haec aiva visiinus; 
 Nos volumus propemodum, 
 In amnis fluctibus. 
 
 Hora dulcis precalionU. 
 
 horae, dulcissimae I 
 
 E curis avocantes me : 
 
 Ut ante thronuni Patris stem, 
 
 Et dicam quae desiderem. 
 
 Dum tristis, in aerumnis sim, 
 
 Inveniani salutis vim, 
 
 Et e tentore fugiam, 
 
 Per horani banc dulcissimam. 
 
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 8w(H!t lionr of fnayer! Hwoot hour ot" prayer ! 
 
 Thy wiiij^s nliiill my jM'titioM h((}ir, 
 To luin whosd truth and fjiithfiihicHH, 
 
 Enu;ji^(! tlu) Wiiitiiijj: momI to hU hh ; 
 And wiiKM' hv. hids nni s(H'k Iuh I'aco, 
 
 BoliovH^ hi.s word, and trust ]m grace, 
 I'll cant on him n)y every care. 
 
 And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 
 
 Sweet hoiu' of prayer! sweet liour of prayer! 
 
 May I tiiy couHolntion wiiare; 
 Till, from Mount Tisgah'H lofty height, 
 
 I view my liome. and take my fight : 
 This rohe oi' flesh I'll drop, and rise 
 
 To seize the everlasting prize ; 
 And shout, wlule passing thro' the air, 
 
 Farewell, farewell, sweet iiour of prayer. 
 
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 Amaziwj Grace. 
 
 1 Amazing grace. — how sweet tlic sound! 
 
 That saved a wretch like me ; 
 I once was lost, hut now am found; 
 Was blind, but now I see. 
 
 2 'Twas grace that tauglit my heart to fear, 
 
 And grace my fears relieved: 
 How precious liid that grace appear 
 The hour I first believed! 
 
 3 Through niao/ dang(U's, toils, and snares, 
 
 I have aire.i<!y come ; 
 His grace hny brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 The Lord has promised good to me ; 
 
 His word my hope secures; 
 He will my shield and portion be 
 
 As long as 1-ife endures. 
 
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 O nora hnit isHinui ! 
 
 Ad piJU'(M's jilns npplica, 
 
 I't, CJUlt V('l(KMHsiui('. 
 
 Cni l)»'»it fHloliHHiiiie. 
 " Me," (licit liohiH, "qiinorite, 
 Et nuHim vfM'lmin cicdite;" 
 Nunc onincM cuijih illi do, 
 Dinn iKtiini hor.un lialxH). 
 
 (* liora hcMtissinui. ! 
 Oonsoler t.uA ^rntia; 
 In MJtcm inontcni IMia8<]:c stem, 
 lit niuani dommn vidcrcui. 
 Tiiin corpus incutn jficiani, 
 A'itcrnam palniain Ciipiani; 
 Ascendnni niny;no ^au{li(>, 
 Et vale! valel claniabo. 
 
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 Gratia MlrabUii*, 
 
 1 Clomentia mirifica. 
 
 Me sal vat iniseium ! 
 Est pordita haec auima, 
 At nunc salvatus sum. 
 
 2 Me gratia fecit timidum, 
 
 Tuni liberavit me; " ' 
 
 Quam niultum delectatus sum, 
 
 Confidens facile. ; \ , , - 
 
 3 Per miilta nunc pericula, 
 
 Jamdudum veniniri ; 
 Me tuiit hue clemenitia, - 
 Et coelum capiam. 
 
 4 Is mihi bona promisit, 
 
 Et verbum Dei stat; 
 Is mei seuta, portio fit, 
 Dum vita teneat. 
 
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 5 And wlien this Hcsb and heart shall fail, 
 
 And mortal life shall cease, 
 I shall possess witliin the veil 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 6 The earth will s(K)n dissolve like snow, 
 
 The sun forbear to shine; 
 Bnt God, who called nie here below, 
 Will be forever mine. 
 
 10. 
 
 Trn,stht\i God. 
 
 1 Glory to thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light : 
 Keep nie, O keep nie, King of kings, 
 Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 Tile illi: vvhich I tins day have done; 
 That with the world, myself, and thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 3 Teach me to live that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed ; 
 Teach me to die that so I may 
 With joy behold the judgment day. 
 
 4 Be thou n>y Guardian while I sleep ; 
 Thy watchful station near me keep, 
 My heart with lov(» celestial bll, 
 
 And guard me from th' ap])rorch of ill. 
 
 5 Lord, let my heart forever share 
 Tl>e bliss of thy paternal care : 
 
 Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above. 
 To see thy face and sing thy love. 
 
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 5 Et dum hoc corpus jaciam, 
 Et iniortalis sim ; 
 In eoelis turn rocipiam 
 Aeteriuie vitae vim. 
 
 6. 
 
 Solutns muiidns fuerit, 
 Sol ()l)scuratU8 stet ; 
 
 Sed Dens qui me vocavit, 
 Aeterno liabitet. 
 
 16. 
 
 In Deo Conjidentia, 
 
 1 Do gratiaw tibi Dornine, 
 Pro iioc diei lumiue ; 
 Couserva me, Rex regium, 
 Tu esto mi Refugium. 
 
 2 Per tui Filii merita, 
 Condona mea vitia, 
 
 Ut mecum. tecum, omnibus, 
 Nunc requiescam placidus. 
 
 3 Doce mortem spcrnerem, 
 Ut audax, ego dormiteni ; 
 Et doce me sic vivere, 
 
 Ut gaudiam resurgere. 
 
 4 Conserva me dum dormio, 
 Tei|:s:Ujn prope teneto; 
 Sit c j:de meo gratia, 
 
 Et iibsint mala omnia. 
 
 Pac, Domine, semper bab^<tm, 
 Paternam tuam grati;,''- 
 Sit coelum liic et illuc, quum, 
 Te videns, canam Dominum. 
 
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 A Morning Invocation, 
 
 I Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run : 
 Shake off dull sloth, and joyful lise 
 To pay thy morning sacrihce 'i 
 
 2. Wake, and lift up thyself, my hearty 
 And with the angels bear thy part. 
 Who all night long unwearied sing 
 High praises to ^th eternal King. \'* 
 
 3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, 
 And hast refreshed me while I slept : 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
 I may of endless life partake. 
 
 4 Lord, I to thee my vows renew ; 
 Dispel my sins as morning dew ; 
 
 Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
 And with thyself my spirit fill. 
 
 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 
 All I design, or do, or say. 
 
 That all my poweis, with true delight, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. > 
 
 The Christum Warfare. 
 
 I Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 
 And gird the gospel armor on ; 
 March to the gates of endless joy, 
 Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone. 
 
 Hell and thy sins resist thy course; 
 
 But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; 
 Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross. 
 
 And sung the triumph when he rose. 
 
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 Jnvocatio Matutinal 
 
 1 mea anima, agedum ; 
 Cum sole flic curriculum; 
 Eejice nunc desidias ; 
 Fac matutinas gratias. 
 
 2 Cor meum, surge, leva te, 
 Cum angelisque canere ; 
 Perpetuo clamjintibus, 
 
 " Laudandus Deus Dominus " 
 
 3 Conservavisti. Deus, me, 
 Dum dormiebam piacide ; 
 E morte dum resurgerem, 
 Da, Domine, tecum requiem 
 
 4 Me rursus tibi voveo, 
 Lavato me ab vitio ; 
 
 Et rege meam animam, 
 Repleto mihi gratiam. 
 
 5 Me doce, rege, hodie, 
 Cum omnibus in omni re ; 
 Tum cum perfecto gaudio, 
 Te Deum meum laudabo. 
 
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 Bellum Christiamim, 
 
 Nunc agedum ; mea anima, 
 In armis evangelii sta ; 
 
 Terrores omnes dissipa, 
 Portisque i coelestibus 
 
 Quo ivit tuus Dominus. 
 
 Peccata et inferna stant, 
 Tuasque vias obstruant ; 
 
 At subjugati hostes hi, 
 Sunt, cruce Jesu Domini. 
 
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 3 Then let my soul march holdly on, — 
 
 Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
 There peace and jov eternal reign, 
 
 And glittering robes tor conquerors wait. 
 
 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
 
 And triumph in almighty grace, 
 While all the armies of the skies 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
 
 19. 
 
 Pardon preM'dently implored. 
 
 I Sht)w pity, Lord ; O Lord, forgive ; 
 Let a repenting rebel live ; 
 Ate not thy mercies large and free? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee; 
 
 I My crimes, though great, cannot surpass 
 The power and glory of thy grace ; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound ; 
 So let thy pardoning love be found. 
 
 3 O, wash my soul from every sin, 
 
 And make mv guilty conscience clean; 
 Here, on my heart, the burden lies, 
 And past otiences pain my ey. s. 
 
 4 My lips, with shame, my '^ins confess, 
 Against thy Law, against thy grace ; 
 Lord, shoujd thy judgment grow severe, 
 I am condemned, but thou art clear. 
 
 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
 I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
 And if my soul were sent to hell. 
 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there. 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
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 I forte, ergo, aninia ; 
 
 Portisque coeli propera ; 
 Quo pax, aeternr.m gaudium, 
 
 Victoribus sunt praeniium. 
 
 Cum stellis coronatus tnni, 
 Triumphabo in D( niinuni; 
 
 Et omnes hi sanctissiini, 
 Sonabunt laudeni Domini. 
 
 19. 
 
 Rernissio paenae cum poenetentia implorata. 
 
 O miserere Domine. 
 Permitte meqne vivere ; 
 Nam magna tua gratia, 
 Est mihi conlidentia. 
 
 2 Permagna mea crimina, 
 Sed major tua gratia ; 
 Nam tu non limitatus es, 
 liemissionem ergo des. 
 
 3 O lava meam animam, 
 Et purga conscientiam ; 
 
 In corde nam oppressus sum, 
 Peccatis et obsessus sum. 
 
 4 Peccata haec cum pudore, 
 Confiteor Immillime; 
 Severe si tu judices, 
 Peream, at tu Justus es. 
 
 5 Si cito condemnatus sim, 
 
 Ah me 1 nam sentiam mortis vim ; 
 Si in inferno peream, 
 Per justam legem jaceam. 
 
 6 Sed in)probum salvato me, 
 Conlido tibi, Domine ; 
 Inventa sit promissio, 
 
 Et plena cousolatio. 
 
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 The heavenly home. 
 
 There is a house not made with hands, 
 
 Paternal and on hif2;h ; 
 And here niv spirit waiting stands, 
 
 Till God shall bid it fly. 
 
 Shortly this prision of my clay 
 
 Must be dissolved nnd fall ; 
 Then, O my soul, with joy obey 
 
 Thy heavenly Father's call. 
 
 'Tis he, by his ahniehty ^race, 
 That forms thee fit for heaven, 
 
 And, as an earnest of the place, 
 Has his own Spirit given. 
 
 We walk by faith of joys to come; 
 
 Faith lives upon his word ; 
 But while the body is our home. 
 
 We're absent from the Lord. 
 
 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace. 
 
 But we had rather see ; 
 We would be absent from the flesh, 
 
 And present. Lord, with thee. 
 
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 THE PRECIOUS BLOOD OF CHRIST. 
 
 TRANSLATION. 
 By W. S. McKenzie. 
 
 1 Thy blood. O Christ, thy precious blood, 
 Fron. thee flowed forth, a sacred flood. 
 Thy cross hath shown thv love and grace. 
 What thou didst bear to bless our race. 
 
 2 Thy blood, a cleansing stream, out gushed ! 
 From thy pure heart, the current rushed ! 
 Thy depths of love we ne'er shall know 
 'Till we can sound thy depths of woe. 
 
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 Domm CoeleMis. 
 
 1 Est (lonuis altif)!' oivinibus ; 
 
 In {litis coelis sit ; 
 Hie nismeiis mens animus, 
 Duni mihi expetlit. 
 
 2 Tcrrena babitatio, 
 
 (^ito dissolvitur: 
 Et ego multum guadebo, 
 Duni corpus volvitur. 
 
 3 Oninipotens potentia. 
 
 Pro coelis praeparat ; 
 
 Et arrbani in presentia, 
 
 Per Spiritumque dat. 
 
 4 Per fid em ambulemns, et 
 
 Per verbum vivimus; 
 Et (him hoc corpus domus stet, 
 Est absens Dominus. 
 
 5 Est dulce verbum credere, 
 
 Videre dulcius ; 
 Absentes ergo corpore, 
 In coelis volumus. 
 
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 Christi Saiupiis Pretiosus, 
 
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 Sanguis tuus preciosus, 
 Jesii, lluxit generosus, 
 Tiia cruce domonstrasti, 
 Qiuuiti mundum aestiniiisti. 
 
 Quam benigne fluxit unda, 
 Tua corde calebunda. ; 
 Amor Dei (juam profundus, 
 Tua discat morte mundus. 
 
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 Thy blood slinll tune my tongue to praise ; 
 Thy cross si uill wnke my joyl'ul lays. 
 Nor thn^Mts. nor fijimes, nor gleaming sword, 
 vShall drive me from tliy croes, O Lord. 
 
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 Thy blood, O Christ, hath power to smite 
 The liosts of hell, to curb their might. 
 Both law and justice it maintains, 
 Yet frees the culi)rit from his chains. 
 
 Thy blood can make thee friends of foes ; 
 Can rescue souls Irom endless woes. 
 matchless blood ! what might is thine ! 
 What wondrous blood is blood divine ! 
 
 The Old Old Story. 
 
 [ Tell me the old, old story, 
 
 Of unseen things abovei 
 Of Jesus and his glory 
 
 (>f Jesus and his love. 
 Tell me the story simply, 
 
 As to a little child. 
 For I Mm weak and weary, 
 
 And lielpless and defiled. 
 
 ! Tell me the story slowly, 
 
 That I may take it in ; 
 That wonderful redemption, 
 
 God's remedy for sin. 
 Tell me the story often. 
 
 For I forget so soon ; 
 Tlie early dew of morning 
 
 Has passed away at noon. 
 
 1 Tell me the story softly, 
 
 With earnest tones, and grave ; 
 Remember! I'm the sinner 
 
 Whom Jesus came to save. 
 Tell me that story always, 
 
 If you would really be. 
 In any time of trouble, 
 
 A comforter to me. 
 
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 , Tnam aanejuineni cnntabo, 
 Tuaiii crucein celebrabo ; 
 Null us terror, lerruiu, ignis, 
 Me divellat tuis sigiiis. 
 
 . Salvatoris mei -sanguis, 
 I'otestateni Iregit anguis ; 
 Jus, aequumque denionstravitj 
 Condeninatos liberavit. 
 
 i O benignitas profunda ! 
 Caritas, O niirabunda 1 
 Ininiicos, perditosque, 
 Salvos, tacit, amicosque. 
 
 Narratio Ista Anttquimma. 
 
 Narrate istas antiquas 
 
 Mirabilesque res; 
 Nile Christum ejus glorias, 
 
 Nunc invisibiles. 
 Narrate apertissime, 
 
 Ut parvo puero ; 
 Sum debilis mi magnopere, 
 
 Vilisque, sordeo. 
 
 Narrato mi lentissime, 
 
 Ut bane intelligam ; 
 Redemptionem banc pro me, 
 
 Jesu elementiam. 
 Sepissime mi narrato, 
 
 Nam mens inHrma sit ; 
 Similis rori liquido. 
 
 Qui cito periit. 
 
 O moliter narrato mi, 
 
 Narrato serio ; ■ 
 
 Memento ejus improbi 
 
 Salvandi Domino. 
 O semper banc narrato mi. 
 
 Si consolator sis ; 
 Quum in maestitiam concidi, 
 
 In rebus turbidis. -' 
 
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 Tell mo the sjuiio old story, 
 
 WluMi you liiivo cause to foar 
 That this world's empty glory 
 
 Is costing mo to doar, 
 Yos, and whon that world's glory 
 
 Is dawning on my soul, 
 Toll mo the old, old story : 
 
 "Christ Jesus makes thee whole." 
 
 The, wonderful love of Gkrid. 
 
 1 One there is ahove all others, 
 
 Oh how he loves! 
 His is love beyond a brother's 
 
 Oh liow lie loves! 
 Earthly friends may fail or leave u.«, 
 One day soothe, tlie next day grieve us, 
 But this friend will ne'er deceive us. 
 
 Oh how he loves! 
 
 2 'Tis eternal life to know Idm, 
 
 Oh how he loves! 
 Think, O think how much we owe Him, 
 
 Oh how he loves' 
 With His precious blood Ho bought us, 
 In the wilderness He sought us. 
 To His fold He safely brought us. 
 
 Oh liow he loves ! 
 
 3 We have found a friend in Jesus, 
 
 Oh how he loves ! 
 'Tis His groat delight to bless us, 
 
 Oh how iio loves ! 
 How our hearts delight to hear him 
 Bid us dwell in safety near Him, 
 Why should we distrist or I'ear Hi!U 7 
 
 Oh how he loves ! 
 
 4 Through His name we are forgiven. 
 
 Oh how he loves ! 
 Backward sliall our foes be driven, 
 Oh how he loves ! 
 
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 Narretur haec historia, 
 
 Qiuuri HUHpicatns es 
 Ut vana iniindi gloria, 
 
 Divinas tiirhet res. 
 Immo clum coeli gloria, 
 
 Splendescet super me, 
 Haec antiqua historia, 
 
 Narreter turn a te. 
 
 Chridi dilertia mirahiUs, 
 
 Unus omniimi est supreinus, — 
 Quam aiiiat iios! 
 
 Amor suns est extreiiius, 
 Qiiam a mat nos ! 
 
 Amicissimus mortaiis 
 
 Saepe fiat inaequaiis ; 
 
 At not laliet hie soda) is, 
 
 Quam amat nos ! 
 
 Cognoscamus nos vivemus, 
 Quam amat nos ! 
 En J quam multum nos debemus, 
 
 Quam amat nos i 
 In deserto nas invenit, 
 Sanguine redemptos lenit, 
 Domum tulit, tutos moenit, 
 Quam amat nos ! 
 
 Nos laetissimus dilexit, 
 
 Quam amat nos! 
 
 Amicissimus inspexit, 
 
 Quam amat nos ! 
 
 Audientes pergaudemus, 
 
 Apud eum liabitemus, 
 
 Coniidentes, non timemus, 
 Quam amat nos ! 
 
 Culpae nostrae remittuntur 
 
 Quam amat nos ! * 
 
 Omnes hostes subiguntur, 
 Quam amat nos! 
 
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 Best of V)le8HingH Ho'Il provide ub, 
 Naught but good hIuiII e'er betide us, 
 Sale to glory He will guide us. 
 oil bow he Iovch! 
 
 Chrht the. Lamb enthroned and ux>rnhipped. 
 
 Hark ! ten tliouwind luirps and voices 
 Sound tbe note of praise above ; 
 
 Je«us reigns and heaven rejoices ; 
 Jesus reigns, the God of love ; 
 
 See, lie sits on yonder throne ! 
 
 Jesus rules the world alone. 
 
 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens 
 All above and gives it worth ; 
 
 Lord of life, thy smile enlightens, 
 Cheers and charms thy saints on earth ; 
 
 When we think of love like thine, 
 
 Lord, we own it love divine. 
 
 King of glory, reign forever ; 
 
 Thine an everlasting crown ; 
 Nothing from thy love shall sever 
 
 Those whom thou hast made thir wn 
 Happy objects of thy grace, 
 Destmed to behold thy face. 
 
 Saviour, hasten thine appearing ; 
 
 Bring, O, bring the glorious day. 
 When, the awful summons hearing, 
 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away ; 
 Then, with golden harps we'll sing 
 " Glory, glory to our King." 
 
 The dying Christian. 
 
 I Vital spark of heavenly flame, 
 Quit, O, quit this mortal frame ; 
 Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, 
 0, tlic pafn, the bliss, of dying ! 
 Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, 
 And let me languish into life. 
 
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 RebiiH onliniis t'lUontoH, 
 Mala niillM seiitit^ntoH, 
 Ducit, ct)el()B poiHitlentes, 
 Quam amat nos ! 
 
 Aifnnit coronntuA et adomtus ChriMm i?«L 
 
 Ecce ! millo iinlliescine 
 
 Coeliw cithaiae vocesque; 
 Dei laudeni reis(^iiante.«, 
 
 Jesuni regeni proclamantes ; 
 Ecce! super tluomini Hodit; 
 Jesus solus niunduni regit. 
 
 Jesu Salve! cujus gloria 
 
 Ubique illustrat omnia; 
 Doniinus vi(ae, qui suhridens, 
 
 Ferlaetatur omnis lideus ; 
 Duni nos contemplemur te, 
 Pergaudemus, Domine. 
 
 Gloriose Rex aeterne, 
 
 liege subter et iiperne ; 
 Illos quos redeniptos amas, 
 
 Tibi semper salvos sacras ; 
 O quam benedicti sunt, 
 Te aeterno instabunt. 
 
 Veni cito, Salvator ; 
 
 Juste judex et Creator ; 
 Tuba sonans signa clangat, 
 
 Caelum, terram omnia frangat ; 
 Turn psalteriis canemus, 
 " Gloriosus Kex Supremus." 
 
 Christianus moriens, 
 
 Coelestis vitae scintilla, 
 Relinque haec mortalia ; 
 Sperans, cunctans, volans, tremens, 
 Doleo gaudens nunc decedens : 
 Siste amans natura, 
 Languere in vitam da. 
 
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 r Hark!— tliey whisper ; angels say, 
 " Sister spirit, come away ;" 
 What is this ahsorhs me quite? — 
 Steals my senses, shuts mv sight. 
 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath 7 
 Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 
 
 5 The world recedes ; it disappears ; 
 Heaven opens on my eyes ; my ears 
 With sounds seraphic ring ; 
 Lend, lend your wings ! I mount I I fly T 
 '• O Grave where is thy victory ? 
 O Death, where is thy sting?" 
 
 TJte Good Shepherd. 
 
 I was wan^lering and weary, 
 
 When iHy Saviour came unto me, 
 For the ways of sin seemed dreary. 
 
 And the world had ceased to woo me^ 
 And I thought I heard Him say, 
 
 As He passed upon His way, 
 *' O wandering souls come near me, 
 
 My stieep should never fear me, 
 I am the Shepherd true." 
 
 At first I would not hearken, 
 
 But put ott' till to-morrow ; 
 But the way began to ciarken, 
 
 And I grew sick with sorrow, 
 And I thought I heard Him say, 
 
 As He passed upon His way, 
 " O wandering souls come near me, 
 
 My sheep should never fear me, 
 I am the Shepherd true." 
 
 At last I turned to listen, 
 
 His voice could ne'er deceive me ; ; 
 I saw His kind eyes glisten, 
 
 So anxious to relieve me, 
 And I thought I heard Him say, 
 
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 St ! 811 sn mint anp:eTi ; 
 " Soror, «!iiima, advpiii !" 
 'Quid est hoc quid rapit me? 
 Oapiens quod sit niortale ? 
 Sensus meos, lialitus, — 
 Dice, «itne obitus? 
 
 Mundarm omnia decedant, 
 Oculi coelos videant ; 
 Coelestes soih>8 audio ; 
 O surgam. volem, alas da! 
 O mors, Q\\.y& sit victoria? 
 Aeuleusque tuns qu« ? 
 
 Hie Pastor Bonus. 
 
 ErrabuncVua fui fesai>s, 
 
 QuaiKk) instTtit Salvator, 
 Nuiri peccatis sum oppressua, 
 
 Cessans mundus ut amator ; 
 Et andivi venieu-tem 
 
 Salvatorem et dicentem, 
 " Mei oves, o venite, 
 
 Ne tiwiete nee abite, 
 Ego verus pastor sum," 
 
 Eum primum, heu ! neglexi ; 
 
 In futuium prorogavi ; 
 Verum tenebras aspexi, 
 
 Et dolore aegi^otavi ; 
 Et audivi venientem, 
 
 Salvatorem et dicentem, 
 ** Mei oves, O venite, 
 
 Ne timete nee abite, 
 Ego verus pastor swm." 
 
 Tum quievi auscultare, 
 Cejte non allucinatus, ^ 
 
 Eum id desiderare, 
 Ego sini ut liberatus ; 
 
 Ex andivi procedentem, 
 
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 A» He passed upon His way, 
 *^ O wa»ndering souls come near me. 
 My sheep should never fear n^e, 
 I am the Shepherd true.'^ 
 
 4 He l*tid me on His shoulder, 
 And tenderly He kissed me ; 
 I felt my love grow bolder 
 
 As He said how He had ra-i^sed ni>e. 
 And I^m sure I heard Him s;iy, 
 As He passed upon His way, 
 " O wandering souls come near me, 
 My sheep should never f<^»»r me 
 I am the Shepherd tr 
 
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 I thought His love would weaken 
 
 As more and more He knew me ; 
 But it burneth like a beaoon, 
 
 And its light and heat go through me-^ 
 And I ever heard Bim say, 
 
 As He passed upon His way, 
 " O wandering souls come near me, 
 
 My sheep should never fear me, 
 I am the Shepherd true. 
 
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 Let us do then, Christian brothers. 
 
 What will most and longest please us ; 
 Follow not the ways of others. 
 
 But trust ourselves to Jesus, 
 We shall ever hear Him say. 
 
 As He passes on His way, 
 *^0 wandering souls come near me, 
 
 My sheep should never fear me, 
 1 am the Shepherd true." 
 
 The hottr of nvy departure. 
 
 1 The hour of my departure's come ; 
 I hear the voice that calls me home ; 
 At last, O Lord ! let trouble cease, 
 And let thy servant die in peace* 
 
 
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 *' Mei oves O venite, ^ - ^ 
 
 Ne timete neo abite, 
 Ego verufi pastor sum. " ' 
 
 Me in hnmeros levavit, 
 
 Me amaiiter oseulatus ; > 
 Esse fortem me mandavit, 
 
 Quia valde sum amatus, 
 Ex audivi et dicentem, 
 
 Sua via procedentem, 
 " Mei oves, o venite, 
 
 Ne timete, nee abite," 
 Ego verus pastor sum." , 
 
 Suus amor, ut frigescat, ' 
 
 Quum sim notus, i'ui ratus ; 
 Verutti maxime fervescat, - 
 
 Cujus igne sum flammatus ; ' 
 Et dilectat me audire, 
 Repetentem eura ire, 
 " Mei oves, O venite, * ^ 
 
 Ne timete, nee abite. 
 Ego verus pastor sum." 
 
 Fratres cari, faciemus. 
 
 Quod sit melius et jucundum ; 
 No6 ut alii non geremus. 
 
 Hunc dum habitemus maadum ; 
 Obristo 'Tesu confidemus, 
 Et dicentem audiemus, 
 " Mei oves, o venite, 
 Nee timete, nee abite, 
 Ego verus pastor sum." 
 
 Hora mei abitus. 
 
 [ Nunc exeiindum est mibi de vita, 
 Vox jubens me ire edomo audita; 
 Nunc, O mi Deus, tristitia abesto ; 
 £t mihi moribundo tranquillitas adesta 
 
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 2 The race appointed I have run I 
 The comhat's o'er the prize is won ; 
 And now my witness is on high, 
 And now my record's in the sky. 
 
 3 Not in mine innocence I trust ; ' 
 I bow before thee in the dust! 
 
 And through my Saviour's blood alone 
 I look for mercy at thy throne. 
 
 4 I leave the world without a tear, 
 Save for the friends I held so dear ,* 
 To heal their sorrows. Lord, descend, 
 And to the friendless prove a friend. 
 
 5 I come, I come, at thy command^ 
 I give my spirit to thy hand ; 
 Stretch forth thine everlasting arms, 
 And shield me in the last alarms. 
 
 6 The hour of my departure's come ; 
 
 I hear the voice that calls me home ,* 
 Now. O my God ! let trouble cease ; 
 Now let thy servant die in peace. 
 
 1 thou in whose presence my soul takes delight. 
 On whom in affliction I call. 
 My comfort by d^y and my song in the night, 
 My hope, my salvation my all. 
 
 ] Where dost thou at noontide resort with thy sheep, 
 To feed on the pastures of love ? 
 For why in the valley of death should I weep? 
 Or alone in the wilderness rove ? 
 
 Oh, why should I wander an alien from thee. 
 Or cry in the desert for bread ? 
 Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see 
 And smile at the tears I have shed. 
 
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 2 Confeci bellnin, et cursum statutuni, , , 
 Quoriimqne nunc premium cepi solutum, 
 Nam penes coelestes nunc sum consignatus, 
 Coelisque sublimis nunc sum comprobatus. 
 
 3 E mundo migransque non cogar dolere ; 
 Sed meis amatisnon possim noa flere; 
 Tu praesens illis, O Deus, pi odesto, 
 Amicum orbisque tu te praebens esto. 
 
 4 Nunc innocentiam meam ignoro ; 
 Prr)Stratusque humi te supplex imploro ; 
 Ad tuum thronum per Christi cruorem, 
 Misericordiam solam imploreni. 
 
 5 En ! tibi adsum, per tuum mnndatum ; 
 In tuas manus do vitam et latum ; 
 Aeterna brnchia tua extende, 
 
 In horis summisque me praesto defends. 
 
 6 Adventat hora migrandi e vita ; 
 
 E domo vocans me vox est audita ; 
 Nunc demum, « omine, tristitia abesto, 
 Et mihi morienti tranquilitas adesto. 
 
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 O tu qui es semper mi voluptati, 
 Quem voco afflictus quum sim, 
 Diebus et noctibus consolas mi, 
 Spem donans, et pacem, et vim. 
 
 Quo eas cum ovibus meridie? 
 In amoris pascuis sis ? 
 Cur vaile in mortis sit meum flere, 
 Erransque in angustiis ? 
 
 O cur alienus errarem a te, 
 Cur quaeram desertis panem ? 
 Tui hostes exultent me videre, 
 Gaudientque quum ego flerem. 
 
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 4 Ye daughters of Zion, declare have you seen 
 The Star that on Israel shone? 
 
 Say if in your tents my beloved has been, 
 Or where with his flocks he has gone? ' 
 
 5 This is my beloved, his form is divine, 
 His vestments shed odors around ; 
 
 The locks on his head are as grapes on the vine, 
 When autumn with plenty is crowned. 
 
 6 The roses of Sharon, the lilies that grow, 
 In the vales, on the banks of the streams, 
 
 On his cheeks in the beauty of excellence glow, 
 And his eyes are as quivers of beams. 
 
 7 His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet, 
 Is heard through the chambers of death ; 
 The Cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, 
 
 And the air is perfumed with his breath. 
 
 8 His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow. 
 That Waters the garden of grace ; 
 
 From which their salvation the Gentiles shall 
 
 know, 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. ' 
 
 9 He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice, 
 And myriads wait for his word ; 
 
 He speaks, and eternity filled with his voice, 
 Re-echoes the praise ef her Lord. 
 
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 ChrisVs Kingdom among the Gentiles. 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore 
 Till sun's shall rise and set no more. 
 
 For him shall endless prayer be made. 
 And endless praises crown his head ; 
 His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
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 4 Sionis O filiae. docete me, 
 Hanc stellam vidistis nitidam ? 
 Mens Amor hie vobiscum fuitne T 
 Et eum et greges queramque. 
 
 5 Hie sit mens Amor, divinus est Is, 
 Suae vestes sunt peroUidae ; . 
 Sua eoma racemis est similis, 
 Antumni in nbertate. 
 
 6 Vox ejus ut musiea sambucae sit, 
 Per obitus eubicula ; 
 
 Et sylva Libani prostraverit, 
 Odorat afflatus aera. 
 
 7 Et lilia, rosae et Sbaroniae, 
 Ad flumina in vallibus ; 
 Splendescant in faeie puleherrimae, 
 Et lueis pharetra oeulus. 
 
 8 Est labria sua ut fons gratiae, 
 Quae liortos salutis irrigat, 
 
 Qua gentes fuerintque salvissimae, 
 In luee quam facies dat. 
 
 9 Is videt, et angeli pergaudeant, - . 
 Expectant et coelieolae, 
 
 Is loquitur, omnia laudemque dant. 
 In omni aeternitate. 
 
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 Christi Regnum inter Oentes, 
 
 I Regnabit Jesus ubique, 
 Qu6 sol splendescat lumine ; 
 Littorribus ad littora, 
 In seeulorum secula. 
 
 Pro illo praeces factae sint ; 
 Aeternae landes fuerint ; 
 Et nomen ejus olebit, 
 Ut dulee libamentum fit. 
 

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 3 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; » 
 The joyful prisoner bursts his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 5 Where he displays his healing power, 
 Death and the cui-se are known no more ; 
 In liim the tribes of Adam boast 
 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
 6 Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honors to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
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 Out of the depths. 
 
 BY REV. W. S. MCKENZIE. 
 
 *' Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord." 
 
 Ps. 130: I. 
 
 1 Dark problems vexed my jaded mind : 
 Long time I searched and sought to find 
 
 Their true interpretation. 
 To God I cried : " Where is thy might? 
 Shall wicked men, outraging Right, 
 
 Escape thine indignation ? 
 
 2 I grieve and groan o*er wrong and woe ! 
 Why thy delay ? Thou art so slow 
 
 To make due restitution ! 
 How long ! O Lord, how long ! I pray, ' 
 O thou just Judge, speed on the day 
 
 Of righteous retribution." 
 
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 3 Et quidem onines populi, 
 Confident suo nomini ; 
 Infantes eum laudabunt, 
 Et ejus noinen plaudabunt. 
 
 4 In locis oinnibnaqne quo, 
 Regnabit Ille omnino, 
 Regnabit i lie iibertas, 
 Pax, salua, gauduini et las. 
 
 5 Salutem iibi Ille dat, • 
 Nee mors nee maledictio stat ; 
 At onin.bus homnibus, 
 
 Sit benefactor Duminua. 
 
 6 Heus! omnes, heus! agitedum, 
 Magniticate Dominiim ; 
 
 Vos, angeli, descendite, 
 Laudate, omnia, ubique. 
 
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 ' De Profundi^. 
 
 •• De Profundis invocavi Te, Domine." 
 
 Contempler dum mysteria, 
 Obscura haec aenigmata, 
 
 Pernuiltum sim perplexus ; 
 Deoque saepe questus sum, 
 De vitiis mortalium, 
 
 Et Justus sic neglectus. , 
 
 De pravitate doleo. 
 
 Et quare sit diiatio? . 
 
 Et nunquam restitutio? 
 " Quousque, " dico, " Domine, 
 Non festinas exigere, 
 
 Ut fiat retributio ?" 
 
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 3 My plaints and prayers were vainly made : 
 Wrong still prevailed while yet I prayed 
 
 For God's just condemnation : 
 Then sinful douhts my mind enthralled ; 
 The shackles of my bondage galled 
 
 My soul to aggravation. 
 
 4 The fetters strong that held me fast 
 I strove in vain from me to cast, — 
 
 My striving made them stronger. 
 Then came a voice : "'Tis not for thee 
 To haste the wrath withheld by me, 
 
 Contend, my child, no longer." 
 
 5 With strength vouchsaied my chains I broke ; 
 And suddenly my spirit woke — 
 
 A light was round me shining ! 
 " Henceforth," I cried, '* to thee I'll raise, 
 O God, a song of grateful praise, 
 
 And hush all rash repining.'* 
 
 6 New faith is firm, that in the end 
 God's justice will the Right defend, 
 
 And make due reparation. 
 .For God is such, he needeth not 
 To haste the doom of evil wrought, 
 To prove his indignation. 
 
 7 All wrong now hid in earth's dark night 
 Will be revealed in clearest light. 
 
 And none can then dissemble. 
 Then righteousness shall win the day, 
 And God no longer will delay 
 
 To make the guilty tremble. 
 
 8 That day speeds on — 'tis near, I ween ; 
 The day-break, with its golden sheen, 
 
 The morn of Christ's appearing. 
 In every land, in every clime, 
 Events portend the desti/ied time, — 
 
 The time is surely nearing. 
 
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 Sint vanae omnes praeces hae ; 
 Continuant miseriae, 
 
 Non judicaret Deus ; 
 Turn tiat mens anibigua, 
 Et vinctus per haec vincula, 
 
 Est animus turn roeus. 
 
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 Haec vincula quae ligant me 
 Non possim ego frangere, 
 
 Sint plus potentiora ; 
 Tum clamat vox : " Non est pro te 
 Judicia mea regere ; 
 
 Dessine ! nee implora." 
 
 Tum frangam, suo robore, 
 Catenas has ligantes me, 
 
 Lux circum me resplendens ; 
 Me fecit ut intelligam, 
 Planitisiniejustitiam, 
 
 Laudensque et defendens. 
 
 Nunc fides firma mihi sit, 
 Justitia facta fuerit, • 
 
 Et facta reparatio ; 
 Deumque nunquam oportet, 
 Ut festinanter judicet, 
 
 Ut fiat indignatio. 
 
 Judicia quae latitent, 
 
 Cum clard luce splendescent, ■ 
 
 Tum nihil non visetur ; 
 Triumphabit Justitia, 
 Condemnans omnia vitia, 
 
 Quam mundus judiceturt 
 
 Nunc ilia dies festinat, i.^ 
 
 Et ©mnis res hoc indicat, " ^ 
 
 Quum Jesum videremus ; 
 Climatibus in omnibus, 
 Dat signa hujus Dominus, 
 
 Quern cito expectemus. 
 
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 But, who may bide that towtinp; hour, 
 Wlien Christ shall coiiio in drpHdrul power, 
 
 And sleeping dead Jire wakinj; ? 
 What shelter then sliall siiniers find ? 
 What wrong elude th' omniscient mind, 
 
 When God strict search is making ? 
 
 On thee, thou Son oi" God who died, 
 On thee alone, tliou Cruciiied, 
 
 My hope is now depemhng. 
 Wlien seated on thy judgment tlirone, 
 Thou wilt thy ransomecl people own, 
 
 And give them bliss unending. 
 
 Then thou wilt show thy grace to me, — 
 That grace all precious, priceless, free, 
 
 Electing, interceding. 
 My doubts and fears no more molest ; 
 My refuge is thy loving breast ; 
 
 No other am I needing. 
 
 Precious Promises. 
 
 1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent woid ! 
 What more can he say than to you he hatii said — 
 You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? 
 
 2 In every condition, — in sickness, in health, 
 In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, 
 
 At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, — 
 As thy days may demand shall thy strength ever be. 
 
 3 Fear not ; I am with the ; O, be not dismayed ; 
 I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 
 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee 
 
 to stand 
 Upheld by my righteous, oi tni\uteni iiand. 
 
 4 When through the deep ^ers I call .ee to go, 
 The rivers of woe shall m, thee < verflow ; 
 
 For 1 will be with thee, thy iro h\es to bless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
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 9" At Tlluni qui sustineront, 
 Qmun onmcHuntc cuin ntent, 
 
 Et UHntui ot vivf'iitcH? 
 All! quo tiini fnj;ieiit iniprobi, 
 Duin JiidicaiitiH ociili, 
 Sint omnia teneiitos ? 
 
 Inte, O Dei Filie, 
 
 Te qui es niortuus pro me, 
 
 Nunc 8[)ei'o et spcrabo ; 
 Quum super thronum Dei sis, 
 JJefeiisor tuis I'ueris ; 
 
 Te itaque laudabo. 
 
 Turn mihi dabis gratiam, 
 Muniticam, plenissimam ; 
 
 Dona beatisaima : 
 Nunc mibi non sint dubia, 
 Sed plena conHdentia, 
 
 Et tibi plena gloria. 
 
 Promissiones Preliosae. 
 
 Quam firmum fundamentum sit, 
 
 Vos sancti Domini ! 
 
 Quod Deus vobis posuit, 
 
 In verbo lidei ? 
 
 Quid ampiius possit dicere, 
 
 Quam iiledixerat? 
 
 Qui volunt illi I'ugere, 
 
 Refugium illis dat. 
 
 Dum omnibus in casibus, 
 Vel pauper, divis sis, • 
 Morbasus sis vel validus, 
 Salutem dabit Is. 
 Per terras vel per maria, 
 Et quum tu domi es. 
 Dona pro te coelestia, 
 Ab eo caperes. ' 
 
 " Ne terreri nam tecum sim, 
 Tranquillus semper sis," 
 Ait Deus, " tibi dabo vim, 
 Et eris stabiiis." 
 
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 5 When through fiery trijvls thy pathway shaH lie, 
 My grace, all-sutiicient, sliall be thy supply ; 
 The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design 
 Thy dross to congunie, and thy gold toreline. 
 
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 6 Even down to old age all my people shall prove 
 My sovereign, eternal, unehanegable love ; 
 And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 
 
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 7 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, 
 I will not, I will not desert to his foes; 
 That soul though all hell should endeavor to shake, 
 I'll never, no, never, no, never lors;;ke. 
 
 Psalm C. 
 
 All people that on eartli do dwell, 
 Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice, 
 Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell. 
 Come ye before him and rejoice. 
 
 Know that the Lord is God indeed ; 
 Without our aid he did us make; 
 We are his Hock, he doth us feed, 
 And fo*' his sheep he doth us take. 
 
 enter then his gates with praise, 
 Approach with joy his courts unto ; 
 Praise, laud, and bless his name always. 
 For it is seemly so to do. 
 
 4 For why ? the Loi-d our Good is good, 
 His mercy is for ever sure ; 
 His truth at all times firmly stood, 
 And shall from age to age endure. 
 
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 Per aquas turbidnsque, qunm, 
 Oportet ire te, 
 Dolores non invadent, turn 
 Incedes apiid me." 
 
 " Turbationes omiies siiit 
 
 Beatitudines ; 
 
 Haec tibi bona fuerinb, 
 
 Beatior ill is es." 
 
 " Dam et per fi itninxs via sit, 
 
 Vij^orem suppleam, 
 
 Et dolor nunqnam fuerit. 
 
 Per nieam gratiani." 
 
 " Ad senectutem veniens, 
 Til mibi curae sis : 
 Et amor mens providens, 
 Sit promptus, tacilis." 
 In Jesum qui incuniberet, 
 Reiinciuet nunquau Is ; 
 Internum totum si obstet. 
 Hie stabit stabilis. 
 
 Pxalmus C, 
 
 Heus! omnes terrae populi ? 
 Vos Deum nunc extollite; 
 Servite Ilium liberi, 
 Propincjui Eum servite. 
 
 Est verus Deus Dominus, 
 Hoc noscite — Creator Is ; 
 Nos sumus suis gregibus, 
 Ut eves bujus Pastoris. 
 
 Agitedum ! introite ! 
 Magnificetur Dominus; 
 In suo tempio canite ; 
 Quod bonus sit pro omnibus. 
 
 Etquare? quia bonus sit, 
 Cui bonitas tirmissima; 
 Aeterna veritasque tit, 
 In seculorum secnla. 
 
 
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 Thy sun shall no more <jo <lown, 
 
 i Snn of my soul, thou Saviour dear, 
 It is not nijjfht iftliou be near; 
 O may no earth-born cloud arise 
 To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 
 
 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep, 
 My weary eyelids gently steep, 
 
 Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
 For ever on my Saviour's l)reast. 
 
 3 Abide with me froju morn till eve, 
 For without thee I cannot live; 
 Abide with me when night is nigh, 
 For without thee I cannot die. 
 
 4 If some poor wandering child of thine, 
 Has this day spurned the voice divine, 
 Now let the work of grace begin, 
 
 Let him no more lie down in sin. 
 
 5 Watch by the sick, enrich the poor, 
 With blessings from Thy boundless store 
 Be every mourner's sleep to-night 
 
 Like infant's slumbers, pure and iiglit. 
 
 6 Come near and bless us when we wake. 
 Ere through the world our way we take; 
 Till, in the ocean of thy love, 
 
 We lose ourselves in heaven above. 
 
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 GoiVs Etendtn and Man's Frailty, 
 
 Through every age, eternal (iod. 
 
 Thou ait our rest, our safe abode ; 
 
 Higli was thy throne ere heaven was made, 
 
 Or earth, thy humble footstool, laid. 
 
 Long hadst thou reigned ere time began, 
 Or dust was fashioned into man ; 
 And long thy kingdom shall enihue, 
 When earth and time shall be no more. 
 

 
 Sol fuitu non rKrsu.s occidet. 
 
 I Salvator mi, Sol aninv.ie^ 
 Non fiat nox, julstante te ; 
 Ne sine nubeni vitii, 
 Te obscuranteni, oriri. 
 
 I Qnuni facile reponereni, 
 In somno quaeiens quietem, 
 Sit mea nieditatio; 
 *'In te quani dulce repono." 
 
 3 In dies mecnm reman<^, 
 Nam O non vivam sine te ; 
 3^nm fiat nox, () adesto, 
 Ut forte mori audobo. 
 
 4 Si quivis tuns bodie, 
 Divinam vocem spernere ; 
 Nunc fiat tua gratia, 
 'Relinquat sua seel era. 
 
 5 Servato onnies morbidos ; 
 Suppleto omnes egenos ; 
 MaereJites owines dormiant, 
 Infantes ut requiescant. 
 
 •6 Expergiscenti, adesto, 
 In muiiduni ante transeo; 
 Tum oceano Amoris, 
 Me abdam cum sanctissimis. 
 
 Del aefo-nifafi et Hominisfrayiliffts. 
 
 1 Per onniia, Dens, secula, 
 Es nol)is propugnacula ; 
 
 Est tuum tbronum conditum. 
 Ae.ternum 4inte secuium. 
 
 2 Priusquam quidvis fuerat, 
 Ntc pulvis bomo fiebat, 
 Regnasti, et tu regnabis, 
 Futuris totis seculis. 
 
 
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 But ruin, weak man, is born to die. 
 Made up of guilt and vanity ; 
 Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, is just — 
 " Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 
 
 Death, like an ever-tlowing stream, 
 Sweeps us away : our life's a dream — 
 An empty tale — a morning tlower. 
 Cut down and withered in an hour. 
 
 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man. 
 And kindly lengthen out our span. 
 Till, cleansed by grace, we all may be- 
 Prepared to die^ and dwell with thee. 
 
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 The dyi)i<j CTirifitian: U) Iiih Soul. 
 
 1 Deathless spirit, now arise ; 
 Soar, thou native of the skies — 
 Pearl of price, by Jesus bought, 
 To liis glorious likeness wrought^ 
 
 2 Go to shine before the throne ; 
 Deck the Mediator's crown ; 
 Go his triumphs to adorn ; 
 Made for God, to God return. 
 
 3 Lo I he beckons from on- high ; 
 Fearless to his presence fly ; 
 Thine the merit of his blood, 
 Thine the righteousness of God. 
 
 4 Angels, joyful to attend. 
 Hovering round thy pillow bend,. 
 Wait to catch the signal given, 
 And convey thee quick to heaven. 
 
 5 Burst thy shackles ; drop thy clay ; 
 Sweetly breathe thyself away ; 
 Singing, to thy crown remove, 
 Swiit of wing, and tired with love. 
 
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 3 At homines mortales stant, 
 Ex vanitate fiebant ; 
 Decretimi est justissimum, 
 "In solum redi sordiduni." 
 
 4 Mors similis diluvio, 
 Nos perdit ut in somnio ; 
 Quam brevis vita nostra fit! 
 Ut flos, ut vanitasque sit. 
 
 5 Nos, Dens, doee homines, 
 Quam vani simus, fragiles, 
 Ut vivamus in gratia, 
 Hie Tecum et in gloria. 
 
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 Chrlstianm moriens ad animam. 
 
 1 Iinmortalis spiritus. 
 Surge, vola coelicus ; 
 Jesu Christo venditus, 
 Gloriose habitns- 
 
 2 I splendesce nitide, 
 Vittam Jesii excole'; 
 Triumphanti Domino, 
 Deo factus, transito. 
 
 3 Coelis, Ille vocafc te, 
 Fortem nunc acc( dere ; 
 Sanguis onme meritum, 
 Rectitudo, gaudium. 
 
 4 Stabant prope angel i, 
 Attendentes cupidi ; 
 Expectantes signum, quum 
 Te portabunt domum turn, 
 
 5 Frange tuum vinculum, 
 Tuum corpus sordidum; 
 Spira tuum spiritum, 
 Vola domum habitum. 
 
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 Shudder not to pass the stream : 
 Veiiture all thy care on Him — 
 Him, whose dying love and power 
 Stilled its tossing, hushed its roar. 
 
 Safe is the expanded wave, 
 Gentle as a sumn)er's eve ; 
 Not one ohject ol" his care 
 Ever suffered shipwreck there. 
 
 See the haven full in view ; 
 Love divine shall bear thee through : 
 Trust to that propitious gale ; 
 Weigh thy anchor, spread thy sail. 
 
 Saints in glory, perfect made. 
 Wait tliy passage through the shade ; 
 Swiftly to their wish he given ; 
 Kindle higher joy in heaven. 
 
 Praise to the Trinity, 
 
 Come, thon Almighty King, 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to- praise ; 
 Father all glorious, 
 O'er all victorious. 
 Come, and reign over us, 
 
 Ancient of Days. 
 
 Jesns, our Lord, descend; 
 From all our foes defend,^ 
 
 Nor let us fall ; 
 Let thine almighty aid 
 Our sure defence be made, 
 Our souls on thee be stayed ; 
 
 Loid, hear our call. 
 
 Come, thon incarnate Word^ 
 Gird on thy mighty sword ;: 
 
 Our prayer attend ; 
 Come, and thy people bless ; 
 
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 6 Ne timete fluviuni, 
 Seciuere tuiini Doniinum ; 
 Omnipotens potentia, 
 Regit mortis fiumiua. 
 
 7 Salvus sis in fluctibiis, 
 Ut aestatis noctibus ; 
 Nunquam luit perditus, 
 Queni curavit Domiiuis, 
 
 8 Ecce ; portiim ! prope stet, 
 Amor Dei perdiicet; 
 Ventus nunc propitius fiat, 
 Jesus tibi signum dat. 
 
 9 Sancti gloriosi stant, 
 Te in coelis expectant ; 
 Sarge I i ocissimo, 
 Coelis gaudium facere. 
 
 Laus ad Trinitatem. 
 
 1 O Rex Omnipotens, 
 Venito adhibens, 
 
 Laudandi vim : 
 Deus Onmiparens, 
 Pater onmitenens, 
 Venito, dirigens 
 
 Nos interim. 
 
 2 O Jesu, Domine, 
 Ab malis protege ; 
 
 Tenet o nos : 
 Omnipotentia 
 Sit nobis tutela, 
 Ccelestis galea, 
 
 Ad timidos. 
 
 3 O Jesu, agidum ! 
 O cinge gladium, 
 
 Attendito : 
 Beato populos! 
 
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 Come, give thy word success ; 
 Spirit of holiness, 
 On us descend. 
 
 4 Come lioiy Comforter, 
 Thy Hjicred witness hear, 
 
 In this glad hour ; 
 Thou, who almighty nrt, 
 Now rule in every heart 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
 Sptrit of power. 
 
 5 To thee, great One in Three, 
 The highest praises be, 
 
 Hence evermore ; 
 Thy sovereign majesty 
 May we in glory see, 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
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 Farewell to a Friend departed. 
 
 1 Thou art gone to the grave ; but we will not deplore 
 
 thee, 
 Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; 
 The Saviour has passed through its portals before 
 
 thee, [gloom. 
 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the 
 
 2 Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold 
 
 thee, 
 Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold 
 
 thee. 
 And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died. 
 
 3 Thou art gone to the grave ; and its mansion 
 
 forsaking, 
 Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt lingered long ; 
 But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy 
 
 waking, [song. 
 
 And the sound thou didst hear was the seraphim's 
 

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 Fac tnos prosperos ; 
 Et Spiritus super nos 
 Descend ito. 
 
 O Veni Consolator, 
 Nobis es Testator, 
 
 In horis bis : 
 Qui es onmipotens, 
 !No8 onnies dirigens, 
 Et nunqunni deserens, 
 
 Cum nobis sis. 
 
 O Unus atque Tros, 
 Laudandus semper es, 
 
 Ab omnibus : 
 O Deus Domine, 
 Fac videamus te ; 
 
 Et potentissime, 
 Te canimus. 
 
 Ad amkum yuortuum. 
 
 1 Ad sepulcbrum ivisti, sed non maereamus, 
 Licet m(»estus et tenebrae tumulo sint : 
 Has portas Salvator intravit noscamus, 
 
 Et lampades amoris bic luxerint. 
 
 2 Ad sepulcbrum ivisti, non te videamus, 
 Nee tecum incedimus consocii. 
 
 At te nunc in brachiis Jesu teneamus : 
 Nam, mortuo Jesu, sperent improbi. 
 
 Ad sepulcbrum ivisti, et domum relinquens, 
 Fors tuus spi. itus cunctauter stabat : 
 Sed lumen coeleste vidisti expergens, 
 Et cantus coelestium te salutat. 
 
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 4 Thou art gone to the grave ; bnt we will not deploi-e 
 
 thee; [Guide: 
 
 Since God was thy Kansoni, thy Gnardiun, thy 
 
 He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee; 
 
 And death hasno sting,since tlie Saviour hath died. 
 
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 Death of Christ inn Friends. 
 
 Why do we mourn departing friends, 
 Or whnke at death's alarms? 
 
 'Tia l)ut the voice that .lesus sends 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Are we not tending upward, too, 
 As fnst as time can move ? 
 Nor would we wish the hours more slow, 
 To keep us from our Love. 
 
 3 Why should we tremhle to convey 
 
 Tlieir hodies to the tomb ? 
 'Twas there the flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 4 The graves of all the saints he blest, 
 
 And softened everv bed ; 
 Where should the dying members rest 
 But witli their dying Head ? 
 
 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 
 
 And showed our feet the way ; 
 Up to the Lord our souls shall %, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
 
 And bid our kindred rise : 
 Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
 Ye saints, ascend the skies. 
 
 
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 Ad Hopulchnnu ivisti, hvx\ iion inaoroanius, 
 Est Dens RiMltMuptor, Curator ct Dux : 
 Te (lodit. to copit, to rmsiis luilMniiniis, 
 Niini mortis aculeuiii coulregit Crux. 
 
 De morte amtroriim pioriim. 
 
 1 Cur planjjoreinus aniicis, 
 
 Trenientes mortis bellicis? 
 Sit vox (iivina vocans nos, 
 " Venite meis uliiis V(js." 
 
 2 AHcendinuis nos altius, 
 
 P]t ire tanlius nollumus ; 
 At eitius potius (!urrere, 
 Acl domum nostrum maximc. 
 
 3 Cur trcmiscemus portantes 
 
 Ad tumuluin exanimes ? 
 Hie corpus Jesu positum, 
 Adornat oninem tumulum. 
 
 4 Beavit lectos omnium. 
 
 Sanctorum tuni potissimum ; 
 Nam annon debent jacere, 
 
 Haec membra bic cum capite ? 
 
 hi 
 
 
 5 Sed resurrexit inde Is, 
 
 In coelis subliinissimis ; 
 Is sessit, noster fiat Dux, 
 Salvator, Imperator, Lux. 
 
 
 Clangatnr tuba ultima, 
 Sepulcbra tranji^ens onmia ; 
 
 Exeitet onmes mortales, 
 Et vocet nostros sodales. 
 
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39. 
 
 78 
 
 Sufu'ifitofi of the nlorifniPfit. 
 
 1 There is a louiitain lillcd with hlood, 
 
 Drawn t'roni Inmiamu'l's v^'ins ; 
 Aiul HiuncrH, phm^tHl hcncatli that Mood, 
 LoHe all their guilty ataiiis. 
 
 2 The (lying thief n^joiccd to see 
 
 That tbiMitnin, in his day ; 
 C), njay 1 there, thotigh vile as he, 
 Wash all rnv sins awav. 
 
 3 Tliou dying Lanil), thy precious hlood 
 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransomed ehuicli of God 
 Are saved, to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since, hy faitli, I «aw the stream 
 
 Thy Mowing wounds supply, 
 Kede(^ming love has been my theme, 
 And shall he, till I die. 
 
 5 And when this feeble, faltering tongue 
 
 J^iea silent in the grave, 
 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 I'll sing thy power to save. 
 
 40. 
 
 The Hope of Heaven. 
 
 1 When I can read my title clear 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And liery^darts be hurled, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, 
 
 And stcrms of sorrow fall ! 
 May I but safely reach my home, 
 God, my heaven, my all. 
 
 My 
 
30. 
 
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 Plenitwlo Safift/arfionia. 
 
 EhI llunieii plcmun Hjuiguiiiis, 
 t^iieni JcHU vtniae dant ; 
 
 Et improbi abliiti hoc, 
 riirgati, Hancti stant. 
 
 2 Fur nioriens vidcna gavinus, 
 
 Hoc fliinien anU^liuc ; 
 Vl 8iiniIiH(iue puriLs niru, 
 Jt'su, DeuH, fac. 
 
 3 Agnus moriens. sangiiiH liic, 
 
 K.xhau.KtuH nun<iiiMii) Hit, 
 Kedemptis donee onniil)us, 
 Haec s'dus fuerit. 
 
 4 Post ogo lide videbam, 
 
 Hoc fluujcn sanguinis; 
 Hie amor tiiema nieum est, 
 Tro totis seculis. 
 
 5 Et quuni haec Hngua debilis, 
 
 In morte silebit, 
 Turn cantus nobilissimus, 
 Me factus fuerit. 
 
 40. 
 
 Shes Coelestis. 
 
 Dum plane mea legitur, 
 
 Coelestis arrhabo, 
 Turn oninis metus jacitur, 
 
 Et fietus supprimo. 
 
 Si totus niundus obstaret, 
 Flammosis jaculis, 
 
 Turn spernerem diabolum, 
 Cum mundi odiis. 
 
 Curarum fluctus venirent, 
 Dolorum nimbi flent, 
 
 Non curem. coelis veniam, 
 Qui omnia supplerent. 
 
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 80 
 
 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 Substitution. 
 
 O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy Head 
 
 Our load was laid on Thee ; 
 
 Thou stoodest in the sinner's stead, 
 
 Didst bear all ill for mie. 
 
 A Victim led. Thy blood was shed ; 
 
 Now tliere's no load for me. 
 
 
 I? 
 
 4 
 
 Denth and the curse were in our cup 
 
 O Christ, 'twas full for Thee ; 
 
 But Thou hast drained the last dark drop, 
 
 Tis empty now for me. 
 
 That bitter cup— love drank it up ; 
 
 Now blessing's draught for me. 
 
 Jehovah lifted up His rod — 
 
 Christ, It fell on Thee ! 
 
 Thou wast sore stricken of Thy God ; 
 
 There's not one stroke for me, 
 
 Thy tears. Thy Blood, beneath it flowed ; 
 
 Thy bruising healeth me. 
 
 The tempest's awful voice was heard, 
 
 O Christ, it broke on Thee ! 
 
 Thy open bosom was my ward, 
 
 It braved the storm for me. 
 
 Thy form was scarred, Thy visage marred. 
 
 Now cloudless peace for me. 
 
 Jehovah bade his sword awake — 
 
 O Christ, it woke 'gainst Thee ! 
 
 Thy blood the flaming blade must slake; 
 
 Thy heart its sheath must be ; 
 
 All for my sake my peace to make. 
 
 Now sleeps that sword for me. 
 
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 81 
 
 Lavabo turn banc animam, 
 In Sanctis aninibus, 
 
 In Sanctis omnibi^s, 
 Cognoscet spiritus. 
 
 ^z. 
 
 Svhatitutio, 
 
 O Jesu, magna, onera, 
 Obruerunt tiini te ; 
 Becipiens nostra vitia, 
 Occisus es pro me ; 
 lit victima carissima, 
 Ut liberares me. 
 
 Vae ! mortis maledictio, 
 
 Implevit poculum ; 
 
 Tu potavisti oppido, 
 
 Potum mortiferum ; 
 
 Pro me nunc mortis vacuum, 
 
 Pace plenissimum. 
 
 Jebova levans flagellum ; 
 
 Jesu, ferit te ; 
 
 Tu multum flagellatus tum, 
 
 Nunc nihil tangit me ; 
 
 Per tuum fletum, mortem, metum, 
 
 Tu sanavisti mc. 
 
 Horribilis tempestas flans, 
 Dirupit super te ; 
 Kefugium tuum pectus stans, 
 Tum factum est pro me ; 
 Vulneribus plenissimus, 
 Tu rodimisti me. 
 
 Expergefactus ensis sit; 
 O Jesu, ferit te ; 
 Cruorem tuum fuderit, 
 Punivit te pro me ; 
 Omnia pro me, sunmiopere, 
 Et dormit nunc pro me. 
 
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 4 
 
 /V. 
 
 
 For mp, Lord Jesiis, Thou hast died. 
 
 And I have died in Thee ; 
 
 Thou 'it risen ; my hands are all untied, 
 
 A.nd now Thou liv'st in uie; 
 
 When puriiied, made wliite, and tried, 
 
 Thy Glory tlien lor me! 
 
 National H>imv. 
 
 My country, 'tis of thee, 
 Sweet land ot liherty, 
 
 Of thee I sing ; 
 Land where my fatliers died, 
 Land of the pilgrims' pride, 
 From every mountain side 
 
 Let freedom ring 
 
 My native country, thee — 
 Land of the nohle, free — 
 
 Thy name— I love ; 
 I lov(^ thy rocks iind rills, 
 Thy woods and templed hills; 
 My heart with rapture thrills 
 
 Like that above. 
 
 Let nUisic swell the breeze. 
 And ring from all the trees 
 
 Sweet freedom's song : 
 Let mortal tongues awake ; 
 Let all that breathe partake; 
 Let rocks their silence break — 
 The sound prolong. 
 
 Our fathers' God, to thee, 
 Author of liberty, 
 
 To thee we sing : 
 Long may our land be bright 
 With freedom's holy light ; 
 Protect us by thy might. 
 
 Great God, our King. 
 

 Pro me, O Jesu, niortuus es, 
 
 Et moituusj sum in te; 
 
 Kesiuji^ebas, isaliitem des, 
 
 Et vivis nunc in me; 
 
 Qnuin purus sim, Te dante vim, 
 
 Tum gloria sit pro me. 
 
 Canticux Patrhiii, 
 
 Hens I mea patria ; 
 Dnlcis K libera, 
 
 Te canerem : 
 Qnfi patres mnrtui, 
 ]^{U(lan(!i protngi ; 
 MonteH cirt'um8(mi, 
 
 Dent paeanem. 
 
 O mea patria, 
 Onmino liherM. 
 
 Nomen a mo: 
 Saxa et iiun^.ina., 
 Svlvae Cacnmina, 
 J)ant mihi gandia, 
 
 Perpetno. 
 
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 Sint venti landantes, 
 Arbores psallantes, 
 
 Per onmia : 
 Ernmpite mortal es ; 
 Spirante.s vitales ; 
 Rnpes et vocales, 
 
 In carmina. 
 
 Te patrnm Dominnm, 
 Te benigni^sinnim — 
 
 Cantemus Te: 
 Fac nostra Patria 
 Sit semper nitida, 
 Salvata, libera, — 
 
 Rex, Domine. 
 

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 84 
 
 ClirinVfi ('ompiiftsion. 
 
 How condpscendiiig and how kind 
 
 Whh God's eternal Son ! 
 Our misery reached his heavenly mind. 
 
 And pity brought him down. 
 
 This was compassion like a God^ 
 That, when the Saviour knew 
 
 The price of pardon was his blooJ, 
 His pity ne'er withdrew. 
 
 Here let our hearts begin t(i melt, 
 
 While we his death record, 
 And, with our joy for pardoned guilt, 
 
 Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 
 
 ChriM our Conjidcncc, 
 
 I My faith looks up to thee, 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary : 
 
 Saviour divine, 
 Kow hear me while I pray ; 
 Take all my guilt away ; 
 O, let me, from this day, 
 
 Be wholly thine. 
 
 z M:vy thy rich grace impart 
 Strength to my fainting heart ; 
 
 My zeal inspire ; 
 As thou hast died tV)r me, 
 O. may my love to thee 
 Pure, warm, and changeless be — 
 
 A living tire. 
 
 3 While life's dark maze I tread, 
 And griefs around me spread, 
 
 Be thou my Guide ; 
 Did darkness turn to day. 
 Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
 
 Nor let me ever stray 
 
 From thee aside. 
 
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 Christ i Mlserieord'ta. 
 
 1 Quam se deniiss^it iacilis 
 
 Aetoinus P'ilius! 
 
 No8 videnH in miseriia, 
 
 A(Henit propeins. 
 
 2 Divinn est dementia, 
 
 .lesu iSalvatoii^ ; 
 Reniiesit nostra debita, 
 Per pretium eruoris. 
 
 3 Ligu£>serei>t liic cordis'i, 
 
 Je«u recordati, 
 Et duni sint magna gaudia, 
 Siiifc Jiobirt maerori. 
 
 U. 
 
 Chrida^ coiifufcritJo nostra. 
 
 Per fidcni viso Te, 
 Agnu8 Calvariae, 
 
 Salvator mi ; 
 Diim praecMT audi me, 
 Peceata ablue, 
 Me tuuni bodie, 
 
 Fac iierii. 
 
 Per ditem gratiam, da 
 Huic eordi robora, 
 
 Auioris vim ; 
 Qu(kI mortuus eB pro me, 
 Tibi cum auiore, 
 Fae nunc ut facile, 
 Fidelia siin. 
 
 Dum bic incederem 
 Per banc peiiiicMem, 
 
 Me dirigo ; 
 Pelleto tenebras 
 Al>8terge lacrinias, 
 In vias integras, 
 
 iCbndace me. 
 
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 4 WIk'ii ends life's transient dicjini, 
 When death's cold, sullen stream, 
 
 Hliall o'er me roll, 
 Blent Saviour, tlien. in love, 
 Fear and tUstress remove ; 
 0, hear me sale ahove — 
 
 A ransomed soul, 
 
 InviUttioit to the Mc.rcy-fU'dt. 
 
 1 Come, ye diseonsolatr, where'er ye lanj;uish: 
 
 Come to the merey-seat, lervently kneel ; 
 Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your 
 anguish : 
 Eartii has no sorrow tliat lieaven cannot heal. 
 
 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, 
 
 Hope of the penitent, fadeless and \)\\n% 
 Here sjjeaks the Cond'orter. tenderly saying. 
 Earth lias no sorrow tluit heaven cannot cure. 
 
 3 Here see the bread of life see waters flowing 
 
 Forth from tiie throne of God, pure from above; 
 (yinne to the feast (»t '< vc ; come, ever knowing 
 Earth has no sorrow hut h«^aven can remove. 
 
 40. 
 
 *^ Nearer my Qoif to Thte.''^ 
 
 1 Jesus, my Lord, my (iod, 
 
 Hedeemer blest ; 
 Who saved me by Tliy blood, 
 
 And gave me rest. 
 I lift my iieart to Thee, 
 That I n»av nearer be, 
 Lord Jesus, nearer Thee, 
 
 Still nearer Thee. 
 
 2 T})rough this roijgh wilderness^ 
 
 My {>athway leads ; 
 Oh, help WW in distress, 
 Sup[)ly my needs. 
 
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 ^5. 
 
 Qiiuni vita tiniret, 
 Et mors adveniet, 
 
 Cum toibone; • 
 
 Snlvator care, turn, • 
 
 Fac me impavidum, 
 Fer beatitssimiuu, 
 
 Redemptum me. 
 
 Ad t/tronum ijnitiae InvUatio. 
 
 1 Venite lanpuidi, ul)iciin(iue flentes, 
 
 Ad thronum gratiae prc>cuml)ite : 
 
 Hue ferte (luerelas. omnes moerentes, 
 
 Quit omnein luctum Deus pellere 
 
 2 Desolati Gaudium, I.uxque errantis, 
 
 Pura perennis poeuitentis Spes ; 
 Hi'i Consolator loquitur permitis : 
 Deus quit curare oiunes niaerores. 
 
 3 Hie panem vitae, aquae fluentes 
 
 E tbrouo Dei, vos videte : 
 Acieste dapi vos eojj:no8centes, 
 Omues moerores Deum pellere. 
 
 4G. 
 
 Ml DeiM, prope Te 
 
 Jesu, Salvator mi, 
 
 O Dt)miiie, 
 Tu (jui me emisti. 
 
 Cum sant^niiK',- 
 Attolam eor ad te, 
 IJt tu tractares me, 
 Til>i adhere, 
 
 I'ropius a te. 
 
 Dum per has salebras, 
 
 Euudum sit ; 
 Tu mihi miuistras, 
 
 Quod sutlicit ; 
 
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 88 
 
 I trust alone in Thee, 
 That I may near Thee be^ 
 Saviour, still nearer Thee^ 
 Still nearer Thee. 
 
 When deadly foes assail, 
 
 And comforts die ; 
 And foes and fears prevail^ 
 
 To Thee I fly. 
 Want and infirmity, 
 But drive me nearer Thee^ 
 Blest Saviour, nearer Thee^ 
 
 Still nearer Thee. 
 
 Son of the Living God, 
 
 Thou Saviour dear ! 
 While guided by Thy rod 
 
 I will not fear : 
 Though troubles, like the sea^ 
 O'erwhelm me. I will flee, 
 To Thee, O Lord, to Thee, 
 
 I'll flee to Thee. 
 
 And when Thou shalt descend ^ 
 
 Thy Bride to meet ; 
 As Bridegroom, Saviour, Friend,. 
 
 Names, O how sweet I 
 With rapture I shall see. 
 How nea)' Thou art to me^ 
 And I so dear to Thee, 
 
 So near to Thee. 
 
 Or shouldst Thou still delay, 
 
 Thyself to come ; 
 But summon me away, 
 
 To my bright home ; 
 Sweet shall th$it summons be^ 
 That brings me nearer Thee^ 
 My Saviour, nearer Thee, 
 
 Still nearer Thee. 
 
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 Nunc tibi dedo me, 
 Me piope trahere, 
 Salvator, prope te 
 Prupius a te. 
 
 Dum hostes militant, 
 
 Et inope sim ; 
 Timores terreant, 
 
 Et perdem vim, 
 In te relugio, 
 Et tibi baereo, 
 Et solo Hdeo, 
 
 Propius a te. 
 
 Jesu, Domine, 
 
 Salvator mi ; 
 Di rectus buc per te, 
 
 Hie adveni ; 
 Dum liuctus turbidus, 
 Invadit subitus, 
 Es semper propius, 
 
 Cum prompta vi. 
 
 Quum ferre venias 
 Sponsam tuam, 
 Sanctoa quos adamas, 
 
 Eccelsiam ; 
 Lnetus tum videbo, 
 Quam earns til)i sto, 
 (c^uam prope fnero, 
 Per gratiam. 
 
 Verum si cunctere, 
 
 IJt venias ; 
 Et tu arcesses me, 
 
 Adsedeshas; 
 Gaudeam magnopere, 
 Audire clare te, 
 Yocantem domum me, 
 
 Propius a te. 
 
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 And ns T upward fly, 
 
 By anjjjclH home ; 
 Still tliis shuii 1)0 my cry, 
 
 Thrice happy inoni. 
 Tlic lioiir that sots iiic fn^c, 
 And hiinsj;H /no nearer TIuhs 
 
 Ble«t Saviour, nearer Thee, 
 
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 Jf7. 
 
 Then to eternity, 
 
 Tliy name; I'll hless ; 
 Thou Liuiih of Calvary, 
 
 My Ki^liteousness. 
 Loud as the sounding sea, 
 Shall Hwell tliat song to Thee, 
 " Nearer, my God, to Thee. 
 
 Nearer to Ihee, 
 
 THE KOCK OF AGES. 
 
 S. T. B. 
 
 ** For they drank of that spiritual Rock that followed tharriy 
 and that Hock wan Chvist. " — 1 Cor. x. ^. 
 
 I Thou Kock of Ages, still the same 
 As when the lowly Jesus came, 
 To .Jordan's stream to he baptized, 
 And by the world to he despised. 
 On thee I rest, who not in vain, 
 Bore all my sin and shame and pain ; 
 Tliat Rock, from whence those waters flow. 
 Which heal my wounds and cleanse me too. 
 
 Fixed on this everlasting Rock, ' 
 
 My soul defies earth's rudest shock ; 
 Though men and demons all combine, 
 I am secure since Christ is mine. 
 While on my pilgrimage below 
 The streams that from that Rock do flow, 
 Renew my strength from day to day, 
 And cheer me on my heavenward way. 
 
47. 
 
 Duin siuHimi volaioiu, 
 
 (Uim aiigi'liH ; 
 Turn cImi'o cuiititeni, 
 
 ('ijin julnlis ; 
 " Hiu; hora libor sum, 
 Et piopr Doniimiiu, 
 IVIix })<)tissiiiuun, 
 
 Incoluniis," 
 
 Tuni in juacniuni tc 
 
 Laiulaveiim ; 
 Ajj;n() Calvaiiae, 
 
 Applaudcus sim, 
 Tutu vox clarissinie, ' 
 
 Vt niaria ad to, 
 Cantnhit uhiijiie, 
 "O Deus Domino, 
 
 Propius a te ; Propins a te." 
 
 RUPES SECULORUM. 
 
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 " Bibthant enirn ornneH I'x cos nequeute Hupe Spirlinali: 
 Rupeii ant em ilia erat ChriMus.'' 
 
 1 Est ChrisUis Rupes Seculomm ; 
 Pra\sidiuni onmium suoruin : 
 Nunc idem ut quuni haptizatus, 
 E numdo tuit despicatus. 
 
 In lUo nua est requies; 
 Peccata, a'gritudiues 
 Poitavit, — acjua" prolluunt 
 Hac Rupe ; saiiant, eluuut. 
 
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 2 Hum in hac Rupe confirmatus; 
 E niundo nunquam ngitatus; 
 Contcnnio hostes, (henionesque, 
 Nam Tu, Jesus, mecum esciue, 
 Sum peregrinus, vagabundas; 
 His a(]uis verum tio mundus : 
 Ha^ec Rupespiwstat r()b()rem(iue, 
 Solatium que, lequiemque. 
 
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 Both oil and honey he provides, 
 And safely through the desert guides; 
 His perfect work secures for me 
 Complete salvation, full and free. 
 Dear Rock, and refuge of my soul. 
 To thee when angry bi lows roll, 
 I flee, and find a sure retreat, 
 Before the blood-bought mercy seat. 
 
 And when the last great day shall come, 
 That seals to each his final doom, 
 Let me beneath tliy shadow hide, 
 And there eternally abide. 
 There I'll adore, and shout, and sing, 
 Glory to Christ, my Rock, my King ; 
 While millions join the sweet refrain. 
 Glory to God, Amen ! Amen ! 
 
 Rev. Robert Morton, Ayksford, N. S. 
 
 48. 
 
 1 The spacious firmament on high, 
 With all the blue ethereal sky, 
 
 And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 
 Their great Original proclaim. 
 
 2 Th' unweary'd sun, from day to day, 
 Does his Creator's pcw'r display ; 
 And publishes to every land 
 
 The work of an Almighty hand. 
 
 3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 
 And nightly to the list'ning earth. 
 Repeats the story of her birth : ^ 
 
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 4 While all the stars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
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 Oleuin, O Riipes, nr^lque, desqiie, 
 Et per desertum d^rgie^•que, 
 Perfecta tua opera bonti, 
 Sunt salas plena, libera bona. 
 
 Rupes! O Salvator mi ! 
 Ad te quum fluctus etteri, 
 Me oircum frenuint, fugio, 
 Securus hoc Prsesidio. 
 
 Et ultima quum dies ilia, 
 Hoc "solvet seclum in favilla," 
 In umbram tnain abdeni me, 
 ^^^terno habitans in Te. 
 Te adorabo, applaudabo, 
 Te Christum Rupem turn laudabo ; 
 Dum centum millia angeioriim, 
 Et centum millia salvatorum, 
 Jungentes se in ilium chorum, 
 Laudabunt Rupem Seculorum, 
 Regemque regum et deorum, 
 In seculaquo seculorum ! 
 
 Alleluia! Amen! 
 
 1 Caeruleum amplissimuiu 
 Hoc coelum, et altissimum, 
 Micantibus cum stellis, stat, 
 Ut Creatorem praebeat. 
 
 2 Assiduus sol perpetuo 
 Testator est de Domino, 
 Ad terras omnes dictitat, 
 Et Dei opera praedicat. 
 
 3 Quum vesperascit terris, mox 
 Auditur clara lunae vox, 
 Clamantis noctu omnibus, 
 De quo est mundus genitus. 
 
 4 Flammantes stellae candidae, 
 Planetae atque mutuae 
 Conhrmant, dum volvuntur, res 
 Ad orbis muudi cardines. 
 
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 5 What though in solemn silence all 
 Move round the dnrk terrestial hail ? 
 What though no real voice, nor sound, 
 Amidst their radiant orbs be found ? 
 
 6 In Reason's. ear tliey all rejoice. 
 And utter fortli a glorious voice ; 
 Foiever singing, as they shine, 
 
 " The hand that made us is divine." 
 
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 My name ix Jaroh. Gen. ('hap. xxxh. : 27, 
 
 1 Nay, I cannot let thee go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow ; 
 Do not turn away thy face, 
 Mine's an urgent pressing case. 
 
 2 Dost thou ask me who 1 am ? 
 
 Ah, my Lord, thou kn(nv'st my name ; 
 Yet the question gives a plea, 
 To support jup suit with thee. 
 
 3 Thou dist once a wretch behold, 
 In rebellion blindly bold, 
 
 Scorn thy grace, thy power defy ; 
 That poor rebel, Loi-d, was I. 
 
 4 Once a sinner near despair, 
 Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer ; 
 Mercy heard and set him free; 
 Lord that mercy came to me. 
 
 5 Many years have pass'd since then, 
 Many changes I have seen, 
 
 Yet have been upheld till now ; 
 Who could hold me up but thou ? 
 
 6 Thou hast help'd in ev'ry need ; 
 This emboldens me to plead : 
 After so much mercy past, 
 Canst thou let me sink at last ? 
 
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 40. 
 
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 5 Nee sonns, nee locutio, 
 »Sit sno in circnito ] 
 Sed orbes hi luciferi 
 Circunivolvuntur insoni. 
 
 6 Splondontes at significant, 
 8ii* laeti semper insonant 
 Ad aures prudentissinios : 
 " Divina manns fecit nos. 
 
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 Nomen nihi Jacohun est. 
 
 1 Non neqiieo te dimittere, 
 Non donee tu beares me ; 
 Ne verte tuam faeiem, 
 Nam dolor urgetmeam rem. 
 
 2 Qnis ego sim, quaesiveris? 
 
 Ah ; Domine, meum nomen scis ; 
 Haee (jnestio aiitem javat me 
 Nnne meam cansum urgere. 
 
 3 Yidisti ohm miseriim, 
 Coecumque rebeHissimum, 
 Spernantem tnam gratiam ; 
 Ah! Domine, iate fueram. 
 
 4 Abjeetus quondam improbus, 
 Te imploravi pavidns : 
 dementia venit tum ad me, 
 Et me salvasti, Domine. 
 
 5 Nmie mnlti anni lapsi sunt, 
 Qui multos casus feeerunt ; 
 At ego tamen salvus sto, 
 In tuo beneficio, 
 
 4 Egenti semper sublevas ; 
 Incitat me haec bonitas. 
 Post tantos tuos favores, 
 Utpeream mesineres? 
 
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 50. 
 
 4 
 
 No— I must maintain my bold, 
 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold ; 
 I can no denial take, 
 Wben I plead fcr Jesus' sake. 
 
 Jehovah the Shepherd of his jteople. 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
 His presence shtill my wants supply, 
 And guide me with a watchful eye, 
 My iioonday walks he shall attend, 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
 Or on the thiristy mountain pant, 
 To fertile vales and dewy me^ds 
 My weary, wandering steps he leads, 
 Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
 Amid the verdant landscape flow 
 
 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread, 
 My steadfast heart shall fear no ill. 
 For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 
 Thy friendly crook shall givr me aid. 
 And guide me through the rlreadfu! shade. 
 
 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Through devious lonely wilds I stray. 
 Thy presence shall my pains beguile. 
 The barren wilderness shall smile, 
 With sudden greens and herbage crowned, 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
 51. 
 
 I could not do vnthout Thee. 
 
 I could not do without Thee, 
 
 O Saviour of the lost ! 
 Whose precious blood redeemed me 
 
 At such tremendous cost. 
 
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 SO. 
 
 51. 
 
 Non sane ; firnie teneo; 
 Per tiiani gratiani aiuleo ; 
 Noil possis me rejice' 3, 
 Sunimisse exorantem te, 
 In JesLi sacro nomine. 
 
 Pcutor popalorun^ siiorum^ Jehova esL 
 
 Tu. Domine, meas pascuas, 
 Ut Pastor mens, praeparas, 
 Suppeditans quae careo, 
 Me tutans tuo oculo ; 
 Diebus ambulas cum me, 
 Et tutor noctibus per Te. 
 
 In glebis .si sim languid us, 
 Anbelus vel in montibus, 
 Ad terras laetas, tioridas, 
 Me fessum, vagum dirrigas, 
 Quo annies lenti, placidi, 
 Diliiuerunt tioripari. 
 
 Quum vias mortis iranseo, 
 Horrore in teritico, 
 Intrepidus praetereara, 
 Te quia praesto videam, 
 Juvabis et deduces me 
 Terroris in caligine. 
 
 In locis nudis, asperis, 
 Dum solus vagor deviis, 
 Dolores meos talleres. 
 Kidentes solitudines, 
 Cum floris coronatae stant, 
 Et circum fontes murmurant. 
 
 Non posslm agere sine Te. 
 
 Quid faciam, Jesu, sine te? 
 
 Salvator perditi ; 
 Nam sanguis tuus salvat me, 
 
 Per tantuni pretii. 
 

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 98 
 
 Thy ri«;htoonsnoss, Tliy i)n,i'(1on, 
 i'liy precious 1)1()<)(1 must be 
 
 My only hope and conitbit, 
 My glovy and my plea. 
 
 I oonld not do without Thee, 
 
 I cannot stand alone ; 
 I have no strength or goodness, 
 
 JVo Avindom of my own. 
 But Thou, beloved Saviour 
 
 Art all in all to me, 
 And weakness will be power, 
 
 If leaning liard on Thee. 
 
 I could not do without Thee! 
 
 For oh ! the way is long, 
 And I am often weary, 
 
 And sigh replaces song. 
 How could I do without Thee? 
 
 1 do not know the wav ; 
 Thou knowest and Thou leadest. 
 
 And wilt not let me stray. 
 
 
 I could not do without Thee 1 
 
 Jesus, Saviour dear ! 
 E'en when my eyes are holden, 
 
 I know that Thou art near. 
 How dreary and how lonely 
 
 This changeful life would be 
 Without the sweet communion, 
 
 The secret rest with Thee. 
 
 I could not do without Thee! 
 
 No other friend can read 
 The spirit's strange deep longings, 
 
 Interpreting its need. 
 No human heart could enter 
 Each dim recess of mine, 
 And soothe and hush and calm it, 
 
 O blessed Lord, but Thine ! 
 
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 Jiistitia tusi, venia, 
 C'nioie tuo siiit, 
 
 8pes, sola consolatio, 
 Et gloria venirint. 
 
 Quid faciatti, Josu, sine te ? 
 
 RelictUvS cadereai ; 
 Non vis, non bonitas in me, 
 
 Non habeo roborem. 
 Salvator O carissime, 
 
 Pj'o nie es omnia ; 
 Incumbo debilis in Te, 
 
 Intirmo robora. 
 
 Non vivam, Jesu, sine te, 
 
 Nam longa via sit, 
 Et sim in lassitudine, 
 
 Et dolor incidit. 
 Quae possim, Jesii, sine te ? 
 
 Quum viam ignoscam ; 
 Cognoscis tu, conducis me, 
 
 Ut viam teneam, 
 
 Non quovis possim sine te, 
 
 Jesu, carissime, 
 Et licet, clausi oculi, 
 
 Cognoscam prope te. 
 Quam maesta, solitaria, 
 
 Haec vita fuerit ; 
 Sine communione, quae 
 
 In te tam plane sit ? 
 
 Quomodo vivam sine te ? 
 
 Non alius nosceret, 
 Quae spiritus vult habere, 
 
 Vel quum cor languescet. 
 Non est humani spiritus, 
 
 Scrutare meum cor, 
 Nee Consolator alius, 
 
 Salutis, Auctor. 
 
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 I rnnld not do without Thee !' 
 
 For yenr.s are tlcetin^ hist, 
 And «oon, hi w)UMwn h)iK'liness, 
 
 The river mnst l)e parsed. 
 But Thou wiH nevca- leave lue, 
 
 And though the waves roll higliy 
 I know thou wilt he near nie, 
 
 And whisper, " It is I." 
 
 rRANt;Es Ridley Havergal. 
 
 
 *• In the day-time he also led them v)'iih a cloud, and all the 
 nifjht thron<jh vnth the llyht o/Jlre.^^ 
 
 1 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, 
 
 I^ead Thou me on ; 
 The night is daik, and I am far from home, 
 
 Lead Thou me on. 
 Keep Thou my feet ; I do not a»k to see 
 The distant scene ; one step ewough for me. 
 
 2 I was not ever thus, nor pray'd that Thou 
 
 Should'st lead me on ; 
 I loved to choose and see my path ; but now 
 
 Lead Thou me on. 
 I loved the garish day ; and, spite of fears. 
 Pride ruled my will ; reniember not past years. 
 
 3 So long Thy power has blest me, sure it still 
 
 Will lead me on ; 
 O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till 
 
 The night is gone. 
 And with the morn tlio&e angel faces smile, 
 Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. 
 
 5S. 
 
 Translated by Rev. Dr. W. A McKenzie. 
 
 From every tongue let songs ascend 
 To Christ, our truest dearest Friend : 
 W'ho purged us by his precious blood, 
 And made us sous and heirs of God. 
 
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 •f) Non vivnni, J08I1, .sine te., 
 
 Nam tompus fnjjiiit, 
 Et solum ni(; in fliMiiine, 
 
 Mox iliu'tus ohiunt. 
 At tu me non n'lin<in(ue6 
 
 In nuTtis fluctihus ; 
 Sed niecnin tu tmn iiujcdee, 
 
 ♦Salvtitor, Dominiw. 
 
 '" Et per nuhem interdhi, totasqtit nodes pur lumen t<jnk 
 
 duxerat.^^ 
 
 1 Per tenebms, O care Lux, me due, 
 
 Dirige me ; 
 Procul sib domo sum,0 tu illuc 
 
 Me eonduee. 
 Tu pe<les tene, nollem videre, 
 (^uae procul «mt ; gradatim duce me. 
 
 2 Olim non fiii sic ; non vellem turn 
 
 Ut duceres ; 
 Vellem eligere propositum; 
 
 Nunc Ductor es : 
 Amavi lucena tum, et, improbus, 
 Spernavite; nunc esto Dominus. 
 
 3 Hiac me conducebas, ad termimum 
 
 Me diriges ; 
 Per paludes, per saxa, fluvium, 
 
 In splendores. 
 Et mane angelos qpu-os diligo, 
 Videbo; licet nunc non video. 
 
 S3. 
 
 Original. 
 
 I Sit omnimodo laudatus 
 Jesus, fisus et amatus: 
 Cujus anguine purgati, 
 I^acti sumus perbeati. 
 
102 
 
 2 He loved us ; {iiul to save hv, caino ; 
 fo rescue us IVom jj;uilt and sliame ; 
 To cleanse our souls from stains of sin. 
 And by his Spirit rule within. 
 
 3 The King of kings who reigns for aye, — 
 The Lord of lords whom all obey, — 
 Who framed creation by his word, — 
 
 Is onr Redeemer and our Lord. 
 
 4 He makes us Kings, witli liim to reign ; 
 And priests, to form his shimng fcraui ; 
 That we through all eternity 
 
 A royal race with him may be. 
 
 5 Ejialted and exulting, we. 
 
 With loudest praise, O Clnbt, to thee. 
 Will make the courts of heaven resound. 
 While endless ages roll aroimd ! 
 
 54. 
 
 Let t/ie ivltole eurth praise the Lord. 
 
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 1 Hark ! ye mortals, come, adore Him ! 
 Come, all nations, sing before Hini! 
 Haste to seek Him ! Draw ye near Him f 
 Gladly trust Him ! Humbly fear Him ! 
 
 2 Lo ! the Lamb of God is pleading ! 
 Trust pJone His- imterceding f 
 
 He Himself is our oblation, 1 
 He for us won exaltation I 
 
 3 Haste to Him ! He is protection ! 
 Praise His name ! Christ is perfection t 
 Trust in Him ! Rehearse the story ! 
 Spread the splendor of His glory ! 
 
 4 Celebrate Hi& blest oblation I 
 Sound His name with acclamation l 
 Crown Him Jesus ! King supernal I 
 Magnify your King eternal I 
 
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 5^. 
 
 2 Is SmIviiIoi' iios iimuvit, 
 E piM'i'jitis iius i)urp;)ivit; 
 
 SuoSpiritu inilmtus. 
 
 3 Krj^uni Rox ct secMiloriim, 
 J)oiuiiHKs<nie (Itiiiiinonini, 
 Nostrum .leHUs est Creator, 
 Et Kedeniptor et Salvjitor. 
 
 4 Rcges fecit pracpollontt'S, 
 Suvccdutos iios niteutos; 
 In iv^t«Miuiii ut rejj;nenuis, 
 Et in Euni triuinphenuis 
 
 5 Gloriosi pergaudentes, 
 Suniniis huulibus :.?iigcntct5, 
 Facieimis lesonaiitc 
 Coelos, illuc triuiii^)baiitus. 
 
 UUIGINAT 
 PtrHonato Jehovc /I, Totua Orhis. 
 
 1 Hells! luortales, aclorate! 
 Onines homines, laudate ! 
 Properantes, O venite I 
 Creditote, et servite ! 
 
 2 Ecce ! Agnu8 ille Dei ! 
 Esto vol>is nni spei ! 
 
 Qui pro nobis est oblatus, 
 Et pro nobis exaltatus. 
 
 3 Ad salutem properate, 
 Nomen Obristi celebrate ; 
 Confidentes pergaudete, 
 Ejus gloria nitete. 
 
 4 Suum sanguinem cantate, 
 Personantes aoclamate, 
 .Tesum Regem coronatum, 
 Regeni vestruni adoratum. 
 
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 104 
 
 6 Worship Christ ! As God adore Him f 
 Happy they who stand before Him ! 
 Joyous saints there shout the story ! 
 Jubilant in endless glory — 
 
 Singing, Alleluia. Amen. 
 
 Salvation. 
 
 55. 
 
 1 Salvation \ 0, the joyful sound ! 
 
 'Tis pleasure to our ears, 
 A sovereign balm for every wound^ 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow, and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But we arise, by grace divine, 
 To see a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let tlie echo iiy 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 56. 
 
 1 Jesus, thy Blood and Righteousness 
 My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
 'Midst /laming worlds, in these array'd 
 Willi joy shall I lift up my head. 
 
 2 Bold shall I stand in that great day ; 
 For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
 Fully absolved through these I am. 
 From sin and fear, from guilt and shamej 
 
 3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
 Who from the Father's bosom came,. 
 Who died for me, even me, to atone^ 
 Now for my Lord and God 1 own. 
 
 4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood, 
 Which at the mercy-seat of God, 
 For ever doth for sinners plead. 
 For m,e, even for my soul, was shed. 
 
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 56. 
 
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 5 Illo Deo supplicate, 
 Beatissiraique state : 
 Salvi, IfetiJubiloHtes, 
 Etseterno trill mpbantes: 
 
 Alleluia ! Amen. 
 
 Salus. 
 
 1 Salvatio! clamatio 
 
 Jucunda auribus ; 
 Pro curis consolatio, 
 Et pro maeroribus. 
 
 2 Obruti malis, vitiis, 
 
 Ad orcum jecimus ; 
 At surgimus clementiis. 
 In diem penitus. 
 
 3 Salvatio ! volent ecboes bae, 
 
 Ad terrae termiiios ; 
 Et omnes bae coelicolae, 
 Protrabant cantus bos. 
 
 1 sanguis et Justitia 
 Sunt mibi, Jesu, gloria ; 
 In bis vestitus gaudebo, 
 Quum mundos ustos visero. 
 
 2 Staboque tum fortissimus, 
 Stabo in te tum penitus ; 
 Sim. sanctus plene turn in te, 
 Cum nullis vitiis in me. 
 
 3 Hunc Agnum sanctum facilem, 
 Aeterri Patris Affinem; 
 
 Qui m' rtuus est ut salvus sim. 
 Nunc Jeum Dominum noverim. 
 
 4 Jesu, credo sanguinem, 
 Qui ante tbronum fncit spem, 
 Implorare pro improbis, 
 
 Pro meis plane vitiis. 
 
106 
 
 Lord, I believe, were sinners more 
 Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
 Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
 For all a full atonement made. 
 
 When from the dust of death 1 rise, 
 To claim my mansion in the skies ; 
 Even then, this shall be all n -^ plea, 
 Jesus hath lived, hath died foi me. 
 
 57. 
 
 Resurrection of Christ. 
 
 Angels roll the rock away ; 
 Death ! yield up thy mighty prey ; 
 See ! he rises from the tomb — 
 Rises with immortal bloom. 
 
 'Tis the Saviour ; seraphs, raise 
 Your triumphant shouts of praise! 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 
 
 Lift, ye saints, lift up your eyes ; 
 Now to glory see him rise ; 
 Hosts of angels on the road, 
 Hail and sing th' incarnate God. 
 
 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs, 
 Praise him with your golden lyres ; 
 Praise him in your noblest songs ; 
 Praise him from ten thousand tongues. 
 
 38. 
 
 1: ^'■ 
 
 O hoiv great is thy (joodness which thou hast laid up for them 
 
 that /ear Thee! 
 
 I When all thy mercies, O my God ! 
 My rising soul surveys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
57. 
 
 107 
 
 5 Si essent plures, Domine, 
 Arenis maris litore, 
 
 Hi improbi, impensus hi, 
 Pro omnibus sint validi. 
 
 6 Quum surgam mortis pulvere, 
 Coelestem domum capere ; 
 Turn sufficet in mea re, 
 
 " Est mortuus, vivus Is pro me." 
 
 Christl Resurrectio. 
 
 Saxum magnum volvito ! 
 Yinctum, mors, eximito ! 
 Pulcber linquit tumulum, 
 Ad seclorum seculum. 
 
 Est Salvator ; surgite 
 Omnes vos coelicolap ; 
 Omnes terrae termini, 
 Canite laetissimi. 
 
 feancti suspicite! 
 Jesus surgit hodie : 
 Multi angeli hie stant, 
 Laeti Ihum salutant. 
 
 
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 58. 
 
 them 
 
 Laudatote, angeli, 
 Sancti vos sanctissimi : 
 Claris nunc carminibus, 
 Linguis mille millibus. 
 
 O quam multa 
 
 sunt bona tua, quae 
 recondldldi ! 
 
 I 
 
 tui metitentibus 
 
 I Clementiam tuam. Deus mi, 
 Dum corde contempler. 
 Turn avidus spcctaculi 
 Magiiopcre niirer. 
 
108 
 
 
 2 O bow sliall words, with equal warnitbi 
 
 The gratitude declare 
 That glows within my ravish'd heart ? 
 But Thou canst read it there. 
 
 3 Thy Providence my life sustain'd, 
 
 And all my wants redrest, 
 When in the silent womb I lay, 
 And hung npon the breast. 
 
 4 To all my weak complaints and cries 
 
 Thy mercy lent an ear. 
 Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd 
 To form themselves in prayer. 
 
 5 Unnumbered comforts to my soul 
 
 Thy tender care bestow'd, 
 Before my infant hejut conceiv'd 
 From whom these comforts flow'd 
 
 6 When in the elipp'ry paths of youth 
 
 With heedless steps I ran ; 
 Thine arm, unseen, convey 'd me safe, 
 And led me up to man : 
 
 7 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, 
 
 It gently clear'd my way ; 
 And through the pleasing snares of vice, 
 More to be fear'd than they. 
 
 8 When worn with sicknes, oft hast thou 
 
 With health renewed my face ; 
 And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, 
 Reviv'd my soul with grace. 
 
 9 Thy bounteous hand with wordly bliss 
 
 Hath made my cup run o'er ; 
 And, in a kind and faithful friend, 
 Hath doubled all my store. 
 
 lo Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 
 My daily thanks employ ; 
 
109 
 
 2 Qiuim poHsit verbis perlegi 
 
 Quam gmtuH tihi aim ! 
 In corde ineo ieli(;i 
 Tu vides laudis vim. 
 
 3 Patrocinatns Tu es mi 
 
 Per providentiam ; 
 111 utero dum jacui, 
 Et per infantiam. 
 
 4 Puereles ad querelas, 
 
 Atteiitus semper es, 
 Et inter queremonias, 
 Auxilia donares. 
 
 5 Nam bona tum innumera, 
 
 Tu c'lnavisti mi^ 
 Dum luit mens imperita, 
 Igiiara Domini. 
 
 6 Dum degens inter juvenes, 
 
 Incautus steterim, 
 Tu brachium adliiberes, 
 Ut semper sal vus sim. 
 
 7 Per abdita pericula 
 
 Tu conduxisti me; 
 Per vitia blandissima, 
 His noxioraque. 
 
 8 Dum aegrotatus, saepetu 
 
 Hoc corpus sanasti; 
 Ab vitioso habitu 
 Me saepe salvasti. 
 
 9 Exuberare poculum 
 
 Fecisti hoc pro me ; 
 Et per amicum socium 
 Auxisti maxime. 
 
 lo Pro omnibus bis gratiis, 
 In dies laudom te ; 
 
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 II 
 
 12 
 
 13 
 
 59. 
 
 110 
 
 Kor is tbo lonst a choorfiil liourt, 
 That tastes these gilts with joy, 
 
 Through every period of my life 
 Thy goodness I'll proclaim ; 
 
 And after death, in distant worlds, 
 Eesume the glorious theme. 
 
 When nature fails, and day and night 
 Divide thy works no more, 
 
 My ever grateful heart, Lord, 
 Thy mercy shall adore. 
 
 Through all eternity, to thee 
 A grateful song I'll raise; 
 
 But eternity's too short 
 To utter all thy praise ! 
 
 Peace, it is I. 
 
 1 Fierce w^as the billow wild, 
 
 Dark was the night ; 
 Oars labor'd heavily. 
 
 Foam glimmered white, 
 Trembled the mariners. 
 
 Peril was nigh, — 
 Then said the God of gods 
 
 " Peace, it is I.' 
 
 2 Ridge of the mountain-wave 
 
 Lower thy crest ; 
 Wail of the tempest-wind 
 
 Be thou at rest, — 
 Sorrow can never be. 
 
 Darkness must fly, 
 When saith the Light of lights 
 
 Peace, it is is I. 
 
 3 Jesus. Deliverer, 
 
 Come thou to me, 
 Soothe thou my voyaging, 
 Over life's sea : 
 
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59. 
 
 II 
 
 111 
 
 rr)tissinini)i<|iie mine pro In's 
 (^11.1(3 gratuni facere. 
 
 Te can am dum in vita stem, 
 
 Te Deum Jaiidabo ; 
 In coelis tnm per omnem rem, 
 
 Te plaiidens clamabo. 
 
 12 Et dum natura finiit, 
 
 Diesqiie tenebrae, 
 Cor gratum hoc te laudabit, 
 O Deus Domine. 
 
 13 Per secoloriim seen la, 
 
 Collaudens canero; 
 Aeternitas brevissima 
 Landando Domino. 
 
 Pax ! Eqo Sum ! 
 Trux crat pelagus, 
 
 Obscura nox ; 
 Lassitus nauticus, 
 
 Fluctu8 atrox ; 
 Vectores trepidi, 
 
 '' Periculum !" 
 Deus turn \^q\ ; 
 
 "Pax! Ego sum." 
 
 Fluctus aUissime, 
 
 Pacato te ; 
 Fremitus nimbose, 
 
 Sedato te ; 
 Non valet discrimen 
 
 Letale dum 
 Luminis ait Lumen; 
 
 " Pax ! Ego sum !" 
 
 Jesu, Salvator. : . 
 
 Da astare; 
 Quiescat viator, ; 
 
 Per lioc mare; 
 
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 112 
 
 And when the storm of death 
 
 Roars sweeping; by, 
 Wliisper, O Truth of truth, 
 
 Peace, it is I. 
 
 60. 
 
 ii I; 
 
 M. 
 
 5 
 
 Christ the hope of the Disconsolate, 
 
 When gathering storms around I view, 
 And days are dark and friends are few. 
 On Him I lean who not in vain 
 Experienced every hnman pain ; 
 He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
 And counts arid treasures up my tears. 
 
 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
 
 From heavenly virtue's narrow way, 
 
 To fly the good I would pursue. 
 
 Or do the sin I would not do ; 
 
 Still He W'ho felt temptation's power 
 
 Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 
 
 When vexing thoughts within me rise, 
 And sore dismayed, my spirit dies. 
 Yet He who once vouchsafed to bear 
 The sickening anguish of despair, 
 Shall sweetly .sootlie, shall gently dry, 
 The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 
 
 When," sorrowing, o'er some stone I bend 
 Which covers all that was a friend, 
 And from his voice, his hand, his smile, 
 Divides me for a little while. 
 Thou Saviour, seest the tears I shed. 
 For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 
 
 And O, when I have safely passed 
 Through every conflict but the last, 
 Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
 My painful bed, for thou hast died ; 
 Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
 And wipe the latest tear away, 
 
113 
 
 60. 
 
 Qnum mortc clangatiir, 
 
 Horrificuni ! 
 Turn Jesu dicatur ; 
 
 " Pax 1 Ego sum I" 
 
 Spes maestorum Christm sit, 
 
 1 Quum circum Bint tempestates 
 Me solum, et caligines : 
 Acclinem tum in ilium, qui 
 Expertus omnis bumani : 
 
 Is me cognoscit fovere, 
 Et numerantur lachrimae : 
 
 2 Occurrat si temptatio 
 Ut aberrem e Domino; 
 Quod non opoitet faciens, 
 Et quod oportet, negligens : 
 Is qui tentatus fuit, tum 
 Me servet per periculum. 
 
 
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 8 
 
 Et dum vexatus cogitem, 
 Et mens turbata perdit spem, 
 Qui olim desperatus sit. 
 Pro me vexatus fuerit, 
 Tum mentem tristem mitiget, 
 Et fletus, moeror finiet. 
 
 Ad tumulum quum inclinem, 
 Amicum quo sepelirem : 
 Amittens ilium paululum, 
 Tam carum amicissimum : 
 Mi Jesu, noscis lacrimas. 
 Qui super Lazarum flebas. 
 
 Et O quum salvus veniam 
 Ad meam diem ultimam, 
 Tum immutatus prope stes 
 Hoc cubile, name mortuus es. 
 Ad coelos tum me dirig as, 
 Abstergens omnes lacrimas. 
 
 
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 62. 
 
 114 
 
 ChriHt'sfinal Triumph. 
 
 Let us awake our joys ; 
 Strike up with cheerful voice ; 
 
 Each creature, sing ; • 
 
 Angels, begin the song, 
 Mortals the strain prolong. 
 In accents sweet and strong, 
 
 " Jesus is King " 
 
 Proclaim abroad his name ; 
 Tell of his matchless fame ; 
 
 What wonders done ; 
 Above, beneath, around, 
 Let all the earth resound. 
 Till heaven's high arch rebound, 
 
 "Victory is won." 
 
 He vanquished sin and hell, 
 And our last foe will quell ; 
 
 Mourners, rejoice; 
 His dying love adore ; 
 Praise him, now raised in power; 
 Praise him, forevermore, 
 
 With joyful voice. 
 
 All hail the glorious day. 
 When, through the heavenly way, 
 
 Lo, he shall come. 
 While they who pierced him wail ; 
 His promise shall not fail ; 
 Saints, see your King prevail : 
 
 Great Saviour, come. 
 
 Bi/A.a Cone. 1870 
 
 where are kings and empires now 
 Of old that went and came ? 
 
 But, Lord, thy church is praying yet, 
 A thousand years the same. 
 
 We mark her goodly battlements, 
 And her foundation strong. 
 
67. 
 
 115 
 
 ChriHtl victoria ultima. 
 
 Gaudia excitemu.s, 
 Hilariter laudemus ; 
 
 OmniH cantet! 
 Angeli ducentoH, 
 Mortal cs can en ten, 
 Dulciter clangentcs, 
 
 ''Jesus Regnet." 
 
 Jesiim conclamate, 
 Faniani deelarale, 
 
 Miracula! 
 Circum, siibter, supra, 
 Oninis orbis, sonn, 
 Coelum alte, tona, — 
 
 "Victoria!" 
 
 Vincet diaholum, 
 Infernuni, vitium— 
 
 Gaude, lugens ! 
 Mortuum adora ! 
 Regnantem implora ? 
 Et nunquani sit mora, — 
 
 Laete canens. 
 
 O Salve dies ilia ! 
 Illustris et trtinquilla, 
 
 Dum veniet : 
 Plorabunt hostiles, 
 Laudabunt lidoles, 
 Regemque clamantes : 
 
 ''Jesus Reget." 
 
 1 Ubinam regna, reges, sint, 
 
 Qui dim fiorebant ? 
 At Deus, haec ecclesiae, 
 Annorum mille stant. 
 
 2 Praesidia ejus visimus, 
 
 Quam firmae sedes sint 
 
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 GJ, 
 
 116 
 
 We hear within the solemn voice — 
 Of her unending song. 
 
 For not Hke kingdoms of the world, 
 
 The holy church of God ! 
 Tho' earthquake shocks are threatening, 
 
 And tempests are abroad, 
 
 Unshaken as eternal hills, 
 
 Immovable she stands 
 A mountain that shall till the earth, 
 
 A house not made with hands. 
 
 Pram' the Lord, my soul. 
 
 Awake, my soul, to joyful lays. 
 And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; 
 He justly claims a song from thee ; 
 His loving kindness, O how free ! 
 
 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, 
 Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ; 
 He saved me from my lost estate ; 
 His loving kindness, O how great ! 
 
 Through numerous hosts of mighty foes. 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose. 
 He safely leads my soul along ; 
 His loving kindness, how strong ! 
 
 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud. 
 Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud. 
 He near my soul has always stood ; 
 His loving kindness O how good ! 
 
 Often I feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Saviour to depart, 
 But though I oft have him forgot. 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
 Soon shall I pass the gloomy valci 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; 
 O may my last expiring breath 
 His loving kindness sing in death ! 
 
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 117 
 
 Et voceni graveni aiulimus, 
 Quorum qui hiudarint. 
 
 Non ut haec regna antiqua, 
 
 Ecclesia tua sit ; 
 Nam ♦' ira (luamvis tremula, 
 
 Tempeatsis furens fit, 
 
 Firmissima, ut montes sint, 
 
 Immohilia haec stat ; 
 Mons quae iiunc oibem regeret, 
 
 Quam Dcus statuat. 
 
 Laudato Dornlnum, n mca anima. 
 
 1 anima, experge te I 
 Saluteni Jesu canere ; 
 
 Qui juiste laudem posccret ; 
 Clementia. (iuam larf ;i stet ; 
 
 2 Me visit lapsu perditum, 
 Et me aniavit sordidum ; 
 Ex luina me salvavit ; 
 Clementia, quam magna sit. 
 
 3 Etiamsi liostes pollentes, 
 Inferni, mundi, prementes ; 
 Is salvum ducit me in his; 
 Clementia, quam stal)ilis. 
 
 4 Quum dolor instar nimbi fit, 
 Tonansque perimmanis sit ; 
 Me prope Ille semper stat ; 
 Clementiaai quam bonam dat. 
 
 5 Cor meum saepe sentio, 
 Erraticum e Domino ; 
 At ego si obiitus sim, 
 Clementia conservat vim. 
 
 6 Mox vallem mortis transeam. 
 Mortal es vires amitam ; 
 
 O utinam quum expirem, 
 Clementiam tum canerem. 
 
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 God the Be/wje and Portion of His People. 
 
 1 God is the refuge of his saints, 
 
 When storms of sharp distress invade ; 
 Ere we can offer our complaints, 
 Behold him present with his aid. 
 
 2 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ; 
 
 In sacred peace our souls abide, 
 While every nation, every shore, 
 Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 
 
 3 There is a stream whose gentle flow 
 
 Supplies the city of our God ; 
 Life, love, and joy still gliling through. 
 And watering our divine abode. 
 
 4 That sacred stream, thine holy word. 
 
 Supports our faith, our fear controls; 
 Sweet peace thy promises afford. 
 
 And give new strength to fainting souls. 
 
 5 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, 
 
 Secure against a threatening hour; 
 Nor can her tirm foundation move. 
 Built on his truth, and armed with power. 
 
 Blessedness of woi'shlpphvj God in his Temple, 
 
 1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 
 Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! 
 With long desire my spirit faints 
 To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 
 
 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode ; 
 My panting heart cries out for God; 
 My God, my King, why should I be 
 So far from all my joys and thee. 
 
 3 Blest are the saints who dwell on high, 
 Around thy throne above the sky ; , 
 Thy brightest glories shine above, 
 And all their work is praise and love. 
 
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 Perfugium sanctorum suorum Deus est. 
 
 I Perfugium Sanctis Deus est, 
 Dum nimbi horrent doloris ; 
 Prinsquam conquej einur nos, 
 En ! adest cum auxiliis. 
 
 3 Qunm ocean us mugiat, 
 In pace sacra degimus ; 
 Pum nationuni littora, 
 Treniescant per hos mugitus. 
 
 3 Est amnis fluens placide, 
 
 Qui supplet urbeni Domini ; 
 Qui* vita, amor, gaiidium, 
 Subveniunt nostrae domui. 
 
 4 Hie amnis, sacer tua vox, 
 
 Dum lenit metus, lides stat ; 
 Pax dulcis, tu-i. promissa, 
 Defessis novum robur dat. 
 
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 Sioni amor Regis est, 
 
 Periculo securitas; 
 Aeternum fundamentum stat; 
 
 Potentia et veritac«. 
 
 Beatitudo Deiim adorandi suo in ttmplo. 
 
 1 Quam grata et pulcheriima, 
 Sint, Deus, tua atria ! 
 Quam acriter desidero 
 Confiuere sacraiio. 
 
 2 In tujl domo quiescam ; 
 Cor meum quaerit gratiam ; 
 Rex, Deus mi, O quamobrem, 
 Procul ab te et gaudio stem ? 
 
 3 Beati sint sanctissimi, 
 Coelestes tui famuli ; 
 Quo gloria sit magnifica, 
 Amor et laus sint omnia. 
 
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 Blest are the souls who find a place 
 Within the temple of thy grace ; 
 There they behold thy gentler rays, 
 And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 
 
 Blest are the men whose hearts are set. 
 To find their way to Zion's gate ; 
 God is their strength ; and, through the road, 
 They lean upon their helper God. 
 
 Cheerful they walk, with growing strength, 
 Till all shall meet in heaven at length; 
 Till all before tliy face appear, 
 And join in nobler worship there. 
 
 Excellency of Christ. 
 
 O, could we speak the matchless worth, 
 O, could we sound the glories forth, 
 
 Which in our Saviour shine, 
 We'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
 And vie with Gabriel while he sings. 
 
 In notes almost divine. 
 
 We'd sing the precious blood he spilt — 
 Our ransom from the dreadful guilt 
 
 Of sin and wrath divine ; 
 We'd sing his glorious righteousness. 
 In which all perfect, heavenly dress 
 
 We shall forever shine. 
 
 We'd sing the characters he bears, 
 And all the forms of love he wears. 
 
 Exalted on his throne ; 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 We would to everlasting days. 
 
 Make all his glories known. 
 
 Well, the delightful day Avill come. 
 When our dear Lord will bring us home, 
 
 And we shall see his face ; 
 Then with our Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 A blest eternity we'll spend. 
 
 Triumphant in his grace. 
 
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 4 Beati hi qui habitant, 
 
 In templo tuo, at qui stant, 
 Te visere, cognosoere ; 
 Canantes te assidue. 
 
 5 Beati hi qui quaeiitant 
 Ad Sionem ut veniant ; 
 Est robur suum Domiiius, 
 In via, semper validus. 
 
 6 Alacriter hi ambulent, 
 In coelis cito congregent ; 
 Et omnes illic plaudabunt, 
 Cantores quo coelestes sunt. 
 
 Christi Excellentia. 
 
 Si dixerim praestantiam, 
 Cecinerini banc gloriam, 
 
 O Domine, in Te ; 
 Coelestes chordas tangerem, 
 Cum angelisque concertem, 
 
 Divino carmine. 
 
 Cantarem ejus sanguinem, 
 Quo Ille emit salutem 
 
 Ex iracundia ; 
 Plenissimam justitiam , 
 Hanc nostram vesteni fulgidam, 
 
 In ejus gloria. 
 
 Cantarem suas indoles, 
 Coelestes suos amores, 
 
 Qui rognat ubique ; 
 Altissimisque laudibus, 
 Diebus vellem omnibus, 
 
 Triumphos canere. 
 
 O dulcis dies veniet, 
 
 Quum Dominus me arcesset. 
 
 Videre facie m ; 
 Turn Soter, Frater, Amicus, 
 In coelis una degemus, 
 
 Per omnem aetatem. 
 
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 *' Learn of me, and ye shall find rest iinto your souls," 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 ** Come unto Me and rest ; 
 Lay down, thou weary one, lay down, 
 
 Tliy head upon My breast !" 
 I came to Jesus as I was, 
 
 Weary, and worn, and sad ; 
 I found in Him a resting place, 
 
 And He has made me glad. 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 ** Behold, I freelv give 
 The living water ; thirsty one 
 
 Stoop down, aud drink, and live!" 
 I came to Jesus, and I drank 
 
 Of that life giving stream. 
 My thirst was quencUed, my soul revived, 
 
 And now I live in Him. 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 " I am this dark world's light ; 
 Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise. 
 
 And all Thy days be bright." 
 I looked to Jesus, and I found 
 
 In Him mv star, mv sun ; 
 And in that light of life I'll walk 
 
 Till travelling days are done. 
 
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 The Chri.itlan Soldier encourayed. 
 
 Brethren, while we sojourn here, 
 Fight we must, but should not fear ; 
 Foes we have, but we've a Friend, 
 One that loves us to the end : 
 Forward, then, with courage go ; 
 I^ng we shall not dwell below ; 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 " Child, your Father calls; come home!" 
 
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 A me dlscite, et invenietis cmiruis vestris requkm. 
 
 I Hanc vocem Jesu audio, 
 
 " Quiesce, adveni, 
 fatigate, poneto 
 
 Te meo pectori." 
 Ad Jesnm ergo venio, 
 
 Nam fessns, miser sim : 
 Est mihi lUe otic ; 
 
 Ut felix fuerim. 
 
 Hanc vocem Jesu audiyi, 
 
 " En valde ego do 
 Viventem aquam! adveni! 
 
 Bibe, et viveto." 
 Ad Jesum veni, bibebam 
 
 De vivo flumine ; 
 Implevi sitim rabidam, 
 
 In Illo vivere. 
 
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 Hanc vocem Jesu audivi : 
 
 " Lux hujus mundi sum, 
 Me videte ; collustrati, 
 
 Vos caeci, sitis turn." 
 Tum vidi Jesum, cito mi 
 
 Is sol et Stella fit : 
 Confidam cujus lumini, 
 
 l)um vita fuerit. 
 
 Miles chrlxtianus cohortcUm. 
 
 Fratres, habitantes hie, 
 Impavidi pugnemus sic : 
 Obstat nostris hostibus, 
 Jesus, amicissimus. 
 Prorsum, ergo, ite vos ! 
 Transeamus cito nos : 
 Verbum statim veniat : 
 " Fili, Pater vocitat." 
 
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 In the way a thousand snares 
 
 Lie, to take us unawares ; 
 
 Satan, with malicious art, 
 
 Watches eacli unguarded part ; 
 
 But from Satan's maUce free, 
 
 Saints shall soon victorious be ; 
 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 
 " Child, your Father calls ; come home 1'' 
 
 But, of all the foes we meet, 
 
 None so oft mislead our feet, 
 
 None betray us into sin. 
 
 Like the foes that dwell within : 
 
 Yet let nothing spoil our peace ; 
 
 Christ will also conquer these ; 
 
 Then the joyful news will come, 
 
 " Child, your Father calls ; come home !" 
 
 A cradle Hymn. 
 
 I Hush my dear, lie still and slumber, 
 Holy angels guard thy bed, 
 Heayenly blessings without number 
 Gently falling on thy head. 
 
 3 Sleep, ray babe, thy food and raiment. 
 House and home thy friends provide ; 
 And without thy care or payment 
 All thy wants are well supplied. 
 
 3 How much better thou'rt attended, 
 
 Than the Son of God could be. 
 When from heaven he descended, 
 And became a child like thee. 
 
 4 Soft and easy is thy cradle, 
 
 Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay ; 
 When his birth-place was a stable, 
 And his softest bed was hay. 
 
 5 Was it nothing but a manger, 
 
 Cursed sinners could aflbrd, 
 
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 Mille sint insidiae 
 Inter vias ubiqne : 
 Satan cum malitia 
 Speculatur cardia : 
 Omnibus his liberi, 
 Sancti sint laetissimi : 
 Vox audita furit : 
 " Domum Pater arcessit." 
 
 , Hostes at plus iniqui, 
 Obstant qui gravissimi, 
 Illi sint in cordibus 
 Nostriim ; magnum dedecus. 
 Nihil autem turbet nos ; 
 Jesus cito vincet hos : 
 Laeta vox tum venerit : 
 '' Fiti Pater arcessit." 
 
 Hymnuii pro cunabilis. 
 
 1 Tace, care, cuba, dormi, 
 
 Angeli tutantur te ; 
 Benedictiones coeli, 
 Cadunt hie lentissime. 
 
 2 Dormi, infans, victum, yestes, 
 
 Domum, parant proximi ; 
 Sine tua cura omnes, _ 
 Praebent fidelissimi. 
 
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 Quam plus bene es curatus, 
 Quam sit Dei Filius ; 
 
 Quum in terris fuit natus, 
 Tibi hic simillimus ? 
 
 4 Lentae, molles, cunaetuae, 
 
 Durum ejus cubile ; 
 Stabulum cunabulaque, 
 Cunae ejus, praesepe. 
 
 5 Fuit nihil hoc excepto, 
 
 Viri possent impii ; 
 
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 To receive tlie heavenly stranger, 
 Did they thus attront the Lord ? 
 
 Soft, my child, I did not chide thee : 
 
 Though my song might sound too hard : 
 
 'Tis thy mother sits besides thee, 
 And her arms shall be thy guard. 
 
 Yet to read the shameful story, 
 How the Jews abused their king, 
 
 How they served the Lord of glory. 
 Makes me angry while I sing. 
 
 L© ! he slumbers i.n a manger, 
 
 Where the horned oxen fed ; 
 Peace, my darling, here's no danger, 
 
 Here's no oxen near thy bed. 
 
 See the lovely babe a-dressing : 
 
 Lovely iniant how it smiled ! 
 When he wept his mother's blessing, 
 
 Soothed and hushed the holy child. 
 
 Twas to save thee, child, from dying. 
 Save my dear from burning flame, 
 
 Bitter groans and endless crying. 
 That the blest Redeemer came. 
 
 1 1 May'st thou live to know aud fear him, 
 Trust and love him all thy days 
 Then go live forever near him, 
 See his face and sing his praise. 
 
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 Exhortation to Prayer. 
 
 What various hind'rances we meet 
 
 In coming to the mercy -seat ! 
 
 Yet who, that knows the worth of prayer, 
 
 But wishes to be often there ? 
 
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 Comparare Dei Filio, 
 Execrandi improbi ? 
 
 Care, pax ! non increpem te, 
 Quamvis carmen sonet sic, 
 
 Tua mater adsit tibi, 
 Ilia te defendit hie. 
 
 Verum tamen diim spectarem, 
 Legens banc historiam ; 
 
 Quam Judaei tractant Regem, 
 Can tans nunc succenseam. 
 
 Ecce ! dormitsuper feno, 
 Adstant quo cornigeri ; 
 
 Pax ! mi care, ne tinieto, 
 Non sunt boves proximi. 
 
 En ! infantem vestit mater, 
 Quam surridet dulciter ! 
 
 Vagientem osculatur, 
 Lenit, mulcet blanditer. 
 
 Fuit, infans, te salvare, 
 Flammis ex caadentibus ; 
 
 Fletibusque te curare, 
 Venit tuus Dominus. 
 
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 Utinam, tu noscas vivens ; 
 
 Semper illi confidas ; 
 Tum in coelis prope nitens, 
 
 Cantens, laudans, videas. 
 
 Exhortatio ad orandum. 
 
 I Impedimenta multa sunt, 
 Quae nos orantes obruunt ; 
 At qui precari diligant. 
 Impedimenta vinciant. 
 
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 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw ; 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
 
 Gives exercise to faith and love, 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 
 3 Restraining prayer we cease to fight ; 
 Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; 
 And Satan trembles, when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 Have you no words? Ah, think again ; 
 Words flow apace when you complain, 
 And fill your fellow-creature's ear 
 With the sad tale of all your care. 
 
 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
 To heaven in supplication sent, 
 
 Your cheerful song would oftener be, 
 " Hear what the Lord has done for me !" 
 
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 Not ashamed of Christ, 
 
 1 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
 
 A mortal man ashamed of Thee ! 
 Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days. 
 
 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far. 
 Let evening blush to own a star ; 
 He sheds the beams of light divine. 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon 
 Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 
 'Tis midnight with my soul till he, 
 Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 
 
 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend, 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ; 
 No ! when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. ' - 
 
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 2 Pi-ecatio claroa ooelos dat, 
 In sea lis " Msionis " Htat ; 
 Amoreni, fidem exercet, 
 Et bona omnia obtinet. 
 
 3 Cessante, vincit hostis nos ; 
 Haec tacit gladios nitidos ; 
 Et treniit Satan visere 
 Precantes nos huniilliine. 
 
 4 Dum Moses nianus elevat, 
 Successus arm is Deus dat ; 
 Quum, illo fesso, decidunt, 
 Turn hostes fortiorer. sunt. 
 
 5 Non habes verba ? specta te ; 
 In curis flaunt maxime, 
 Amici aures latigant, 
 
 Dum querimonias audiant. 
 
 6 Si horum sint dimidia, 
 Con versa in supplicia, 
 Canares sepe placide, 
 "Quam bene Deus tractat me. 
 
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 Non enim erubesco Evangelium Christi. 
 
 De te, O Jesu, possit ne 
 Mortalis erubescere ? 
 De Te, quern laudant angeli ! 
 Cui sunt honores inclyti ! 
 
 Pudeat me Jesu ? potius 
 Sic vesper de sideribus : 
 Coelestes radios super me 
 Eftundit in caligine. 
 
 Pudeat me Jesu ? facile 
 Tum rubeat nox meridie : 
 !Nox pressit animum quum Is 
 CoUustrat me in tenebris. 
 
 Rubeam de amicissimo? . 
 In solo quo spem habeo ? 
 
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 5 AsTinmed of Joaus! ycH I may, 
 When I've no guill to waf*h awny^ 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crnve, 
 No iL'urifl to (luell, no Honl to Have. 
 
 6 Till tlion- nor is my honsting vain — 
 Till then, I Ixui^t a Saviour alain ! 
 And, O, may tiiiH my ^Uny be, 
 That Clirist is not avslianied el" me. 
 
 7 His institutions would I prize, 
 
 Take up my cross, the shame despise ; 
 Dare to defend His nohl(M;ause. 
 And yield obedience to His laws. 
 
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 The Kndmvottr. 
 
 1 Cheer np, my soul, there is a mercy-seat 
 Sprinkled wiih blood where Jesus answers pray tr ; 
 There humbly cast th,>8elf beneath his feet, 
 
 For never needy sinner periah'd there. 
 
 2 Lord, I am come ! thy promise is my plea, 
 Without thy word I durst not venture niji;h ', 
 But thou hast call'd the burden'd soul to thee, 
 A weary, burden'd soul, Lord, am I ! 
 
 3 Bow'd down beneath a heavy load of gin. 
 By Satan's fierce temptations sorely pressed 
 Beset without, and full of fears within, 
 Trembling and faint, I come to thee for rest, 
 
 4 Be thou my t. fuge. Lord, my hiding-place, 
 I know nc \o\^q can tear me from thy side; 
 Unmov'd i '/hen may all accusers face, 
 And answer ev'ry charge with *' Jesus died." 
 
 5 Yes, thou didst weep, and bleed, and groan, and die, 
 Well hast thou known what fierce temptations 
 
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 Such was thy love ; and now, enthron'd on high, 
 The same compassions in thy bosom reign. 
 
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 Non, sane non ; — at moerear 
 Quod Kuni noii magis venorar. 
 
 5 Pudeat me Jean ? imo quiuii 
 Non niihi eiit vitium ; 
 Non dolor, nietus, lacrima ; 
 Vol non salvanda aninia. 
 
 6 Interim sit jrtctatio 
 
 iVIi in mactato Domino : 
 Et glorior potissinio 
 Non niei Jesuni pudere. 
 
 7 Precepta sua diligani ; 
 Portare crucem gaad-i^am : 
 lies suas semper tuear, 
 Etjussissuis obsecjuar. 
 
 Hilaris sim, nam fit dementia, 
 Plaeatus Dens fuit sanguine ; 
 Ejice te ad pedes, anima, 
 Non potest ibi egens perire. 
 
 2 Advenio, Domine, ad promissum, 
 Non sine quo venire audeam ; 
 At jubes ferre me incommodum, 
 vide me, abjectam animam, 
 
 4 Curvatus, oneratus vitiis, 
 Tentationibus Satanis sum ; 
 Pugnato, pleno curis anxiis, 
 Frementi, lasso, fer auxilium. 
 
 4 Refugium esto mi, et latebra, 
 Non possum velli tuo lateri ; 
 Vincamque ego accusantia, 
 Commemorans banc mortem DomlDl. 
 
 5 Flevisti Tu, dolore mortuus es ; 
 Novisti acria pericula ; 
 
 Sic amavisti nos, et exhibes, 
 Euudem Te, sedeas in gloria. 
 
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 6 Lord, give me faith : — be bears : wbat grace is this ! 
 Dry up thy tears, my soul, and cease to grieve ; 
 He shews me what he did, and who he is, 
 I must, I will, I can, I do believe. 
 
 Whom have I In heaven but thee, and there is none on earth 
 that J desirs beside thee. 
 
 1 How tedious and tasteless the hours, 
 
 When Jesus no longer I see ; 
 Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers, 
 Have lost all their sweetness with me. 
 
 2 The midsummer sun shines but dim, 
 
 The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 December's as pleasant as May. 
 
 3 His name yields the richest perfume. 
 
 And sweeter than music his voice ; 
 His pr sence disperses my gloom, 
 And makes all within me rejoice . 
 
 4 I should, were he always thus nigh. 
 
 Have nothing to wish or to fear ; 
 No mortal so happy as I, 
 
 My summer would last all the year. 
 
 5 Content with beholding his face, 
 
 My all to his pleasure resign'd, 
 No changes of season or place, 
 
 Would make any change in my mind. 
 
 6 Wliile bless'd with a sense of his love, 
 
 A palace a toy would appear ; 
 And prisons would palaces prove, 
 If Jesus would dwell with me there. 
 
 7 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 
 If thou art my sun, and my song-;, ~ 
 
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 Da fideni, Domine — Quae gratia ! 
 Ne flete, anima, nou doleo ; 
 Doceor queni, et qualia opera ; 
 Credendum est possum et gaudeo. 
 
 £Jcquem, excepto te, velbi coelishaho, velin terris adamem? 
 
 1 Quam horae insipidae sint, 
 Quuni Dominuiii noii videam! 
 rulcherrima quae fuerint, 
 Teterrima turn habeam. 
 
 2 Aetatis Sol obscuret vim ; 
 Dulcedines hortus non dat ; 
 At felix in Eo quuni sim, 
 Turn hiems ut ver mihi stat. 
 
 3 Suum nomen cam dulce oluit, 
 Vox sua est blandissima ; 
 Molestiam haec pepulit, 
 
 Et plenus sum laetitia. 
 
 4 Si semper ad me fuerit, 
 
 Nee opus nee metum noseerem ; 
 Mortalis tarn felix non sit ; 
 Perenniter det aetatem. 
 
 5 Contentus videns personam, 
 Sit totum in co gaudiuni ; 
 Per vic':6 per moestitiam, 
 Me terrvani tirmissimuni. 
 
 6 hi preditufe lioc amore, 
 P(!gaMa nu^T^ae turn sint; 
 Et catenae durissimae, 
 P^egalia turn fuerint. 
 
 7 Si tuus sim, Domine, 
 Sol uieus sis et canticuini 
 
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 Say why do I languish and pine, 
 And why are my winters so long ? 
 
 O drive these dark clouds from my sky,, 
 Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; 
 
 Or take me unto thee on high, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more. 
 
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 I will ti^tstf and not be afraid. 
 
 1 Begone, unbelief ! my Saviour is near, 
 And for my relief will surely appear : 
 
 By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform. 
 With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 
 
 2 Though dark be my way, since he is my Guide, 
 ^Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide ; 
 
 Though cisterns he broken, and creatures all fail,. 
 The word he has spoken will surely prevail. 
 
 3 His love, in time past, forbids me to think 
 He'll leave me, at last, in trouble to sink ;, 
 Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review 
 Confirms his good pleasure to help me quiet 
 
 through. 
 
 4 Determined to save he watched o'er my path. 
 When Saltan's blind slave I sported with wrath ; 
 And can he have taught me to trust in his name, 
 And thus far have brought me to put me to shame ? 
 
 5 Why should I complain of want or distress ? 
 Temptation or pain ? He told me no less ; 
 The heirs of salvation, I know from his word,. 
 Through mnch tribulation must follow their Lord* 
 
 6 How bitter that cup no heart can conceive, 
 Which he drank quite up that sinners might live ; 
 His way wa»s much rougher and darker than mine. 
 Did Chiist my Lord sutler and shall I repine ? 
 
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 rath ; 
 name, 
 shame ? 
 
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 Ml raiiie^ 
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 Die cnr doleam langnide, 
 
 Per nioestum nunc longissimum. 
 
 Haec tetra expelle nubila, 
 Faeiemque fac me visere.; 
 In coelis vol da giiadia, 
 Aeteina in clai'itate. 
 
 Confidam et nou Vietnam. 
 
 3 Amove te'hine, Salvator hie stat, 
 O infidelitas, me conservat ; 
 Per preces.conilictem, et perficiet^ 
 In nave eert Jesus, et Is dirriget. 
 
 2 Obpcura est via, at Is ducit me ; 
 Parere est meum, suum est alere,; 
 Sint fractae eisternae, teirena non sint^ 
 Sua dicta stant iirma, pa'evalueriut. 
 
 3 Perpetuus amor prohihuit me, 
 Ut cogitem eum nunc me desere:; 
 Illustra<tioues, quas nunc memini, 
 Contirmimt consilium auxiliaji. 
 
 4 Intentus salvare me teguerrt, 
 
 Quum coecum maneipium, Satan me tenuit 
 
 Et quia docuit me ut eo Hderem, 
 
 Et illuq me duxit, .tmittem non spem. 
 
 5 Egestae vel poena, cur plorata sit? 
 Tentatio vel moestus? sic docuerit^ 
 Salutis haeresque admonuit Is, 
 Oportet eum «6qui in gravissimia. 
 
 (6 Hoe vas quam amarum quod Is bibehat, 
 Non potest concipi, siilntem quod dat ; 
 Multo magis Is passus est summopere ; 
 Passus est meus Dominus et conquerar ne:? 
 
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 7 Sinee all that I meet then works for my good, 
 The hitter is sweet, the medicine is food ; 
 Though painful at present ^twill cease before long. 
 And then^ oh how pleasant the conqueror 'ssong! 
 
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 Jacoh^s Ladder^ 
 
 1 If the Lord our lender he, 
 We may follow without fear ; 
 East or west, hy land or sea, 
 Home, with hinu is ev'ry where^ 
 Wlien from Essau Jacob fled, 
 Thousgh his pillow was a stone, 
 And the ground his humble bed, 
 Yet he was not left alone. 
 
 ;v iv' i2:s are often waking kept, 
 
 T.:rtr'k^d with cares on beds of state; 
 Never king like Jacob slept, 
 For he lay at heaven^s gate ; 
 Lo ! he saw a ladder rear'd, 
 Keaching to the heavenly throne ; 
 At the top the Lord appear 'd, 
 Spake and claimed him- for his own. 
 
 3 " Fear not, Jacob, thou art mine, 
 And my presence with thee goes : 
 On thy heart my love shall shine, 
 And my arna. subdue thy foes : 
 From my promise comfort take,. 
 For my help in trouble call ; * 
 Never will I thee forsake, 
 
 Till I have accomplish 'd all." 
 
 4 Well does Jacob's ladder suit, 
 
 To the gospel -throne of grace ; . - 
 
 We are at the ladder's foot. 
 
 Ev'ry hour, in ev'ry place, 
 
 By assuming ilesh and blood, 
 
 Jesus heaven and earth unites . 
 
 We by faith ascend to God,* / 
 
 God to dwell with us delights.. 
 
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 Qunm omne qnod venit aptissime fit, 
 Amaritas est dnlcis et niitriens sit .' 
 In praesens molestum. at brevipbimnm, 
 Et turn O quam dulce fiet id canticum. 
 
 75. 
 
 Scalae Jucohi. 
 
 1 Ducente Deo, forte nos 
 Sequemur eum ubivis ; 
 Per mare, per planissimos, 
 In rebus adversissimis. 
 
 2 Fn^atus Esau Jacob sit, 
 Pulvinus, stratum lapidis 
 Et terra nuda lectus fit ; 
 Dormivit sed cum sociis. 
 
 3 In somno scalae visae sunt, 
 Et Deus supra eas stat ; 
 His angel i ascenderunt, 
 Turn descendentes videbat. 
 
 4 Turn dixit Deus ; " Mens es ; 
 Presentia mea tecum it ; 
 Non causam metus haberes, 
 Nam Deus te defenserit." 
 
 5 Haec dicta consolatio, 
 Quum cadas in moestitiam ; 
 Nam nunquam te relinquero, 
 Dum omnia conficiain. 
 
 6 Similitudo sunt haec res, 
 De gratia in precibus: 
 Nam per vicissitudines, 
 
 Ad " Scalas " semper venimus. 
 
 7 Quum Jesus factus homo fit, 
 Conjuncta terra coelis sit ; 
 Per fidem nos ascendimus, 
 Nobiscum adsit Dominus. 
 
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 They who know the Saviour's name, 
 Are lor all events preparM ; 
 What can changes do to them, 
 Who have such a guide and guard ? 
 Should they traverse earth around, 
 To the ladder still they come ; 
 Ev'ry spot is holy ground, 
 God is there — and he's their home. 
 
 76. 
 
 Joneph and his brethren. 
 
 When Joseph his brethren beheld 
 Afflicted, and trembling with fear, 
 His heart with compassion was fill'd, 
 From weeping he could not forbear. 
 A while his behaviour was rough. 
 To bring their past sin to their mind ; 
 But when they where humbled enough, 
 H~ hasted to shew himself kind. 
 
 How little they thought it was he, 
 Whom they had ill-treated and sold! 
 How great their confusion must be, 
 As soon as his name he had lold ! 
 "I'm Joseph your brother," he said, 
 " And still to my heart you are dear ; 
 You sold me, and thought I was dead, 
 But God, for your sakes, sent me here." 
 
 Though greatly distressed before, 
 
 When charg'd with purloining the cup, 
 
 They now were confounded nuich more, 
 
 Not one of them durst to look up. 
 
 " Can^ Joseph, whom we would have slain, 
 
 Forgive us the evil we did? 
 
 And will he our households maintain? 
 
 O, this is a brother indeed!" 
 
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 8 Qui Jesu nomen cognoscunt, 
 Pro omnibus p^rati sunt ; 
 Quid possint vices contra hos, 
 Quos ducit Is tutissimos ? 
 
 9 Per orbem si proficimur, 
 Ad scalas ventum jugiter; 
 Nam tota terra sacra sit. 
 Est Deus ibi — Domus fit. 
 
 76. 
 
 Josephus et ejus Fratres, 
 
 1 Josephi germani quum stant, 
 Afflicti et tremebundi, 
 
 Ejus viscera commovebant, 
 Moestissimos commisseri. 
 
 2 Turn primum austerus sit is, 
 Quum vitia commonuit ; 
 Sed illis nunc tristissimis, 
 Benignum se prebuerit. 
 
 3 Quam parve suspecti erant, 
 Is esset quern vendiderunt ; 
 Turbati, obruti tum stant, 
 Quum nomen Josephi audiunt. 
 
 4 " En ! frater germanus hie sum ! 
 Vos estis mi carissimi ; 
 Habuistis me ut mortuum, 
 Vestra causa sed hie adveni." 
 
 5 Moestissimi si fuerant, 
 Quum furti arguti tum sunt ; 
 Quam plus moestiores^fiebant ; 
 Percussi, obstupuerunt. 
 
 6 " Vellemus eum perdere nos ; 
 Et possit nos ignoscere? 
 
 Et alet nos ! nos pessimos ! 
 En ! frater est potissime." 
 
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 Thus dragg'd by my conscience, I came, 
 And laden with guilt, to the Lord, 
 Surrounded with terror and shame, 
 Unable to utter a word. 
 At fiist he look'd stern and severe, 
 What anguish then pierced my heart ! 
 Expecting each moment to hear 
 The sentense " Thou cursed, depart !' 
 
 But, oh ! what surprise when he spoke, 
 • While tendernoss beam'd in his face ; 
 My heart then to pieces was broke, 
 O'erwhelmed and confounded by grace; 
 " Poor sinner, I know thee full well. 
 By thee I was sold and was slain ; 
 But I died to redeem thee from hell. 
 And raise thee in glory to reign. 
 
 I'm Jesus, whom thou hast blasphem'd, 
 
 And crucified often afresh ; 
 
 But let me henceforth be esteem'd 
 
 Thy brother, thy bone, and thy flesh ; 
 
 My pardon I freely bestow, 
 
 Thy wants I will fully supply ; 
 
 I'll guide thee and guard thee below. 
 
 And soon Avill remove thee on high. 
 
 Go publish to sinners around, 
 That they may be willing to come, 
 The mercy which now you have found. 
 And tell tliem that yet there is room." 
 O sinners ! the message obey, 
 No more vain excuses pretend ; 
 But come without further delay, 
 To Jesus our brother and friend. 
 
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 7 Convictus et tremens quum sum, 
 Et similis iratribus his ; 
 Pertractus sum ad Dominum, 
 Obstupui de vitiis. 
 
 8 Is primum severissimus 
 Est visus, O quam tremui ! 
 Condemnet me nunc Dominus, 
 Hoc factus sum opperiri. 
 
 lo 
 
 Dum loquitur obstupui ! 
 Benigna quam facies sit ! 
 Cor fecit mi et confceri ; 
 Mirabundum per gratiam fit. 
 
 " Tua Scelera plane noscam ; 
 Per te ego venditus sum ; 
 At passus et mortuus eram, 
 Te lacere ditissimum." 
 
 II " Sum Jesus quem blasphemebas, 
 Tu saepe mactavisti me ; 
 Sed nobis sit nunc unitas, 
 Conjunctis maximmopere." 
 
 12 " Hilariter veniam do, 
 Et copias suppleverim ; 
 Salvatum et te dirigo, 
 
 Ad gloriam altam et vim." 
 
 13 " Praeconiam fac improbis, 
 Ut cito ad me venerint ; 
 Per gratiam quam invenis ; 
 Die, spatia amplia sint." 
 
 14 Obedite, vos improbi ; 
 Ejicite perfugium ; 
 Properate vos proficisci, 
 Ad Jesum amicissimum. 
 
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 78. 
 
 142 
 
 The Institution of the Lords Supper. 
 
 'Twas on that dark and doleful night, 
 When all the powers of hell arose, 
 Against the Son of God's delight, 
 And friends betrayed hini to his foes. 
 
 Before the mournful scene began. 
 He took the bread and blessed and brake ; 
 What love through all his actions ran. 
 What wondrous words of love he spake. 
 
 " This is my body broke for sin, 
 Receive and eat tlie living food !" 
 Then took the cup and blessed the wine, 
 *' 'Tis the New Covenant in my blood." 
 
 *' Do this," he cried, " till time shall end 
 In memory of your dying Friend ! 
 Meet at my table, and record, 
 The love of your departed Lord." 
 
 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate ; 
 We show thy death, we sing thy name, 
 Till thou return and we shall eat 
 The marriage supper of the Lamb. 
 
 The Gospel feast. 
 
 How sweet and awful is the place, 
 With Christ within the doors, 
 
 W^hile everlasting Love displays 
 The choicest of her stores ! 
 
 While all our hearts, and every song. 
 
 Join to admire the feast, 
 Each of us cries., with thankful tongue, 
 
 " Lord, why was I a guest ?" 
 
 " Why was I made to hear thy voice, 
 And enter while there's room. 
 
 When thousands make a wretched choicei 
 And rather starve than come ?" 
 
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 Caenne Domini Tnfititutio. 
 Nox fuit tetrsi et tristiHsima, 
 QuniTi Riiipiint scelerata omnia, 
 Innicliai'i Dei Filio. 
 Et proditiis iiiimicissimo. 
 
 Priusqnam fuit in tristissimis, 
 Is cepit paneni, actis gratiis, 
 Et Iregit turn, O qiunn blandissima 
 Is fecit verba snis, lenia : 
 
 Hie ineiun corpu8 est, ad improbos 
 Est fractum : nunc coninieditote vos : 
 Turn dixit, l)enedicens poculuni, 
 "Sit novum pactum hoc exhibitum." 
 
 " Per tota venientia tempora, 
 Hoc facitote in memoria ; 
 Ad meam mensam, et gratisssimi, 
 Commemorate acta Domini." 
 
 Amorem tum per crucem habitum, 
 Canemus nos per panem, poculum : 
 Et suum reditum petamus nunc ; 
 Coenamque nuptialem celebremus tunc. 
 
 Evanf/elii Festits. 
 
 [ Terribilis et dulcis sit 
 Quo Jesus ventitat : 
 Aeternus amor exhibit 
 Quae bona condidit. 
 
 i Dum cordibus et canticis 
 Laudemus epulas, 
 Clamemus gratis animis : 
 " Cur me excipias ? 
 
 \ Curfui factus parere ; 
 Intrare factus cur? 
 Dum miliibus sint miserae, - v 
 Qui pereunt jugiter ? 
 
 
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 4 'TwMs ilio sninc lovo tlmt sproad tlic feast 
 
 Tlijit swrctly forrcd us in ; 
 Elwc wo had still rcliisc'd to taste, 
 And puiished in our sin. 
 
 5 Pity the nations, O our God ; 
 
 ('onstrain the (»arth to eonie; 
 Send thy victorious word ahroad, 
 And hring the strangers home. 
 
 6 We long to see thy churches full, 
 
 That all the chosen race, 
 May, with one voice, and heart, and soul, 
 Sing thy redeeming grace. 
 
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 The Invitation and the Resolve. 
 
 1 Come, weary sinner, in whose hreast 
 
 A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
 Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed 
 And make this last resolve : — 
 
 2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 Hath like a mountain rose ; 
 I know his courts; I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 " I'll prostrate lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
 
 Without his sovereign grace. 
 
 4 " I'll to the gracious King approach, 
 
 Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
 Perhaps he may command my touch, 
 And then the suppliant lives. 
 
 5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea. 
 
 Perhaps will hear my prayer; 
 But, if I perish, I will pray. 
 And perish only there. 
 
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 4 Qui idem amor fofitum det, 
 
 Intrare cogit noH ; 
 
 Pcriro nos iion sineret, 
 
 Perfractos, impios. 
 
 5 O miserere, Domine? 
 
 Et nation cs fer, 
 Hanc gratiam recipe re, 
 Veniantque pariter. 
 
 6 Videre coetus plenos hie, 
 
 Desideramns nos, 
 Ut onme8 hominesciue sic 
 Tu lacias socios. 
 
 Tnvitatio et Intention 
 
 1 Adveni, fcsse improbe, 
 
 Vexatus mil li bus, 
 Oppressus ciilpis terrore, 
 Sic statue timidi is : 
 
 2 Ad Jes. m ibo quamquam sim 
 
 Opertus vitio ; 
 
 Cognosco suae aulae vim, 
 Contendens intrabo. 
 
 3 Ad ejus pedes jaceam 
 
 Declarans scelera ; 
 Et omnem mi miseriam, 
 Et omnia pcrdita. 
 
 4 Ad gratiosum Dominum, 
 
 Nam sceptrum pacem dat ; 
 Recipit si me miserum, 
 Turn salvus supplex stat. 
 
 5 Fortasse causam capiet, 
 
 Indulgens precibus ; 
 At peream si accidet,, 
 Ad eum proprius. 
 
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 ** I can but perish if I go ; 
 
 1 am resolved to try ; 
 For if I stay away, I know 
 
 I must forever die." 
 
 80. 
 
 The Road to life and Death. 
 
 1 Broad is the road that leads to death, 
 
 And thousands walk together there. 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveller. 
 
 2 ** Deny thyself and take thy cross," 
 
 Is the Redeemer's great command ; 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 
 And walks the ways of God no more, 
 Is but esteemed almost a saint, 
 And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; 
 
 Create my heart entirely new ; 
 "Which hypocrites could ne'er attain. 
 Which false apostates never knew. 
 
 81. 
 
 Ssnners invited to immediate Repentance, 
 
 1 While life prolongs its precious light, 
 
 Mercy is found, and peace is given ; 
 
 But soon, ah, soon, approaching night 
 
 Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 
 
 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
 Come, sinners, haste, O, haste awjiy, 
 While yet a pardoning God is found. 
 
 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
 
 Shall death command you to the grave ; 
 
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 81. 
 
 147 
 
 Si earn, tantum peream ; 
 
 Faciam periculum : 
 Nani certo si sic inaneam, 
 
 Sit ad interitum. 
 
 Via ad vitam et ad mortem, 
 
 1 Ad mortem via lata sit, 
 
 Qii^ mile millies ambulant ; 
 An^ustam coeliim exhibit, 
 Paucissimi inveniant. 
 
 2 Te ipsum tu coerceto, 
 
 Portare crucem Jesus dat, 
 Naturae aurum sperneto, 
 Qui proemium coelis teneat. 
 
 3 Qui fatigatus, timidus, 
 
 Desinat Deum col ere, 
 
 Dumtaxat paene servitus, 
 
 Efc perditus certissime. 
 
 4 Da mihi, Jesu, firmam spem, 
 
 Da mihi cor novissimum ; 
 Non habeant falsi talem rem, 
 Nee unquam norunt Dominum. 
 
 Improhl invltati ad resipiscentiam extemporalem, 
 
 1 Dum vitae lux continuet, 
 
 Sint pax, misericordia ; 
 At cito nox adveniret ; 
 Spes coeli turn sit oblita. 
 
 2 Invitat Deus : fausta sint I 
 
 Quam dulce evangelium ! 
 Proh ! improbi audiverint, 
 Tam gratiosum Dominum, 
 
 3 At alis vectos temporum, 
 
 Deposcet mors ad tumulum 
 
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 Before his bar your spirits bring, 
 And none be found to hear or save. 
 
 4 In that lone land of deep despair, 
 
 No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 
 No God regard your bitter prayer, 
 No Saviour call you to the skies. 
 
 5 Now God invites, how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound ; 
 Come, sinners, haste, O, haste vway, 
 While yet a pardoning God is found. 
 
 82. 
 
 1 The day is past and gone, 
 The evening shades appear : 
 O may we all remember well 
 The night of death draws near. 
 
 2 We lay our garments by ^ 
 Upon our beds to rest ; 
 
 So death will soon disrobe us all 
 Of what we here possess. 
 
 3 Lord keep us safe this night, 
 Secure from all our fears : 
 
 May angels guard us while we sleep, 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 4 And when we early rise 
 To view the unwearied sun, 
 May we set out to win the prize, 
 And after glory run. 
 
 5 And when our days are o'er, 
 And we from time remove. 
 Oh may we in thy bosom rest, 
 The bosom of thy love. 
 
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 Vos trahet ad judicia. 
 Quo nulla gint auxilia. 
 
 In locis his non venit spes ; 
 
 Divina lux non venerit ; 
 Sint preces turn inutiles, 
 
 Salvator nunquam ibi sit 
 
 Nunc vocat Deus maxime ; 
 Quam dulcis invitatio ! 
 Venite vos ! O currite, 
 Dum data sit Salvatio. 
 
 Finlta dies est 
 
 1 Finita dies est, 
 
 Et vesper obruat, 
 O bene nunc meminimus 
 Nox mortis properat. 
 
 2 Detractis vestibus, 
 
 N*me nos cubuimue; 
 Sic cito mors denude nos 
 Possessionibus. 
 
 3 Nos serva, Domine ; 
 
 Fac securissinios ; 
 Tutentur tui angeli, 
 Nunc dormient^je nos, 
 
 4 Et quiim surgemus nos, 
 
 Crtis, solem visere ; 
 Contenderemus cursibus, 
 Ad gloriam maxime. 
 
 5 Dum vita finiet, 
 
 Et decedemus noe, 
 In sinu tuo amoris, 
 Fac beatissimos. 
 
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 83. 
 
 The Holy City, New Jerusalem, 
 
 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
 
 Name ever dear to me ; 
 When shall my labors have an end, 
 In joy, and peace, and thee? 
 
 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls. 
 
 And pearly gates behold ? 
 Thy bulwarks with salvation strong. 
 And streets of shining gold ? 
 
 3 Oh when, thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend. 
 Where congregations ne'er break up. 
 And Sabbaths have no end ? 
 
 4 There happier bowers than Eden^s bloom. 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know ; 
 Blest seats I through rude and stormy scenes, 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 5 Why should I shrink from pain and woe. 
 
 Or feel at death dismay ? 
 I've Canaan ^s goodly land in view, 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there. 
 
 Around my Saviour stand ;. 
 And soon my friends in Christ below, 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
 7 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
 
 My soul still pants for thee ; 
 Then shall my 'abours have an end. 
 When I thy joys shall see* 
 
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 What is your Life ? 
 
 O, what is life? 'tis like a tiower 
 That blossoms and is gone; 
 
 It flourishes its little hour, 
 With all its beauty on ,* 
 
 Death comes, and, like a wintry day. 
 
 It cuts the lovely flower away. 
 
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 Sancta wbs, Hieroaolyma nova. 
 
 Jerusalem, O gloriosa domus mi ; 
 
 O nomen semper mi carissimum ! 
 quando sint labores finiti, 
 
 In te, in pacem, et in gaudium? 
 
 quando videbunt hi oculi 
 Has portas gemmeas, tua moenia T 
 
 Hanc salutatem propugnaculi, 
 Has vias, pavinienta aurea ? 
 
 Urbs mei Dei, quando surgero 
 
 Coelestia tua in propatula ? 
 Quo non sejungit congregatio, 
 
 Et sunt aeterna tua sabbata. 
 
 Umbracula, O vos faustissima ! 
 
 Quo neque moestus sunt nee vitial 
 Ad vos, O sedes feliciseimae, 
 
 Contendo, et eluctor strenue. 
 
 Cur hos moerores, poenas, formidem ? 
 
 Vel dissolutionem horrerem? 
 Coelestia arva bona videam, 
 
 Aeternam diem felicissimam. 
 
 Apostoli, propheta^, martyres, 
 
 Hie circum thronum Jesu Christi stent; 
 Et cito amici mi fideles, 
 
 Conjunct! nobis illic congregent. 
 
 Jerusalem, O gloriosa domus mi ! 
 Pro te nunc sitit mea anima ; 
 Labores omnes turn sint finiti, 
 
 Quum tua videam sacra gaudia. 
 
 Quid est vita tua ? 
 
 [ quid est vita ? brevis eit, 
 
 FIcM'escit, cito it ; 
 Quae parva bora viguit, 
 
 Et pulchritudo fit. 
 Brumalis dies venerit, 
 Eit mors hanc florem excidit. 
 
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 0, "what is life ? 'tis like the boTT 
 
 That glistens in the sky ; 
 We love to see its colors glow ; 
 
 But while we look they die ; 
 Life fails as soon ; to-day tis here. 
 To-morrow it may disappear. 
 
 Lord, what is life? if spent with thee. 
 In humble praise and prayer, 
 
 How long or short our life may be, 
 We feel no anxious care ; 
 
 Though life depart, our joys shall last 
 
 When life and all its joys are past» 
 
 The Lord's Supper. 
 
 Twas on that night, when doomed to know 
 The eager rage of ev'ry foe, 
 That night in which he was betray'd, 
 The Saviour of the world took bread. 
 
 2 And, after thanks and glory giv^n 
 
 To him that rules in earth and heav'n. 
 The symbol of his flesh he broke, 
 And thus to all his follow'rs spoke : 
 
 3 " My broken body thus I give. 
 For you, for all ;: take, eat and live ; 
 And oft' the sacred rite renew, 
 
 That brings my wondrous love to view. 
 
 4 Then in his hunds the cup he raised, 
 And God anew he thanked and prais'd ; 
 While kindness in his bosom glow'd, 
 And from his lips salvation flow'd. 
 
 5 '* My blood I thus pour forth," he cries, 
 " To cleanse the soul in sin that lies ; 
 In this the covenant is seaFd, 
 
 And heav'n's eternal grace reveaVd.'^ 
 
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 153 
 
 quid est vita ? iris sit ; 
 
 Corruscat aere ; 
 Egregie delectabit? 
 
 Non ! it citissime ; 
 Et vita it ; hodie hie, 
 Sed eras, ah me, vaneseit sic. 
 
 Domine, quid vita sit ? 
 
 Peracta si pro Te ; 
 Quam longa vel quam brevis fit, 
 
 Est tuum dieere ; 
 Vaniscat vita, gaudia 
 Viveseent longe postea. 
 
 Coena Domini. 
 
 1 Caliginosa nox tristissima, 
 Inlerna surgunt et terrestria ; 
 Carissimo in Dei Filio, 
 
 Et datus est inimmieissimo. 
 
 2 Priusqum fuit in tristissimis, 
 Is eapit panem, aetis gratiis, 
 Frangitque turn quam Olblandissima, 
 Is fecit verba suis lenia. 
 
 3 " Hie meum corpus est, ad improbos ; 
 Est fractum, nunc comeditote vos ;" 
 Tum dixit, benedicens poculum, 
 "Sit novum pactum hoc exhibitum." 
 
 4 Per tota venientia tempora, 
 Hoc facitote in memoria ; 
 
 Ad meam mensam et gratissimi, 
 Commemorate acta Domini. 
 
 5 Amorem tum per crucem habitum, 
 Canemus nos per panem, poculum ; 
 Et tuum reditum petamus nunc, 
 Coenamque nuptialem nos canemus tunc. 
 
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 6 With love to man this cup is fraught, 
 Let all partake the sacred draught ; 
 Through latest ages let it pour, 
 In mem'ry of my dying hour. 
 
 86. 
 
 Divine love making a feast, and calling in the guests, 
 
 1 How sweet and awful is the place, 
 
 With Christ within the doors, 
 While everlasting love displays 
 The choicest of her stores ! 
 
 2 Here every bowel of our God 
 
 With soft compassion rolls ; 
 Here peace and pardon, bought with blood, 
 Is lood for dying souls. 
 
 3 While all our hearts and all our songs 
 
 Join to admire the feast, 
 Each of us cries, with thankful tongues, 
 " Lord, why was I a guest?" 
 
 4 " Why was I made to hear thy voice. 
 
 And enter while there's room ? 
 When thousands make a wretched choice. 
 And rather starve than come ?" 
 
 5 'Twas the same love that spread the feast. 
 
 That sweetly forced us in ; 
 Else we had still refused to taste, • 
 
 And perished in our sin. 
 
 6 Pity the nations, our God, 
 
 Constrain the earth to come ; 
 Send thy victorious word abroad, 
 And bring the strangers home. 
 
 7 We long to see thy churches full, 
 
 That all the chosen race, 
 May with one voice and heart and soul 
 Sing thy redeeming grace 1 
 
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 Hoc plenum meo amore ; 
 Bibentque omnes utique : 
 Fusumque sit in secula, 
 Meique in memorid. 
 
 Amor divinuH festum fecit, et convivaa invltaU 
 
 1 Terribilis et dulcis sit, 
 
 Quo Jesus ventitat 
 Aeternus amor exhibit, 
 Quae bona condidit. 
 
 2 Dum cordibus et canticis 
 
 Laudemus epulas ; 
 
 . Clamemus gratis animis, 
 
 Cur, me excipias ? 
 
 3 Cur fui factus parere, 
 
 Intrare factus cur ? 
 Dum millibus sint miserae, 
 Qui pereunt jugiter ? 
 
 4 Qui idem amor festum dat, 
 
 Intrare cogit nos ; 
 
 Perire nos non sineret, 
 
 Perfractos, impios. 
 
 5 O miserere, Domine, 
 
 Et nationes fer ; 
 Hanc gratiam recipere, 
 Veniant que jugiter. 
 
 Videre coetus plenos hie, 
 Desideramus nos ; 
 
 Ut omnes hominesque sic, 
 Tu facias socios. 
 
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 156 
 
 An Indian Hymn. 
 
 Tn de dark wood, no Indian nigh, 
 Den me look hebun and send up cry, 
 
 Upon my knee so low ; 
 Dat God on high in sliiny place, 
 See me in night wid teary face, 
 
 My heart him tell me so. 
 
 Him send him angel take me care, 
 Him come himself and hearum prayer, 
 
 If Indian heart do pray ; 
 Him see me now, Him know me here, 
 Him say, " Poor Indian, neber fear, 
 Me wid you night and day." 
 
 So me lub God wid inside heart, 
 He fight for me. He takum part. 
 
 He sabum life before ; 
 God lub poor Indian in de wood, 
 And me lub he, and dat be good, 
 
 Me pray him two time more. 
 
 When me be old, me head be grey. 
 Den him no leabe me, so him say, 
 
 *' Me wid you till you die;" 
 Den take me up to shiny place, 
 See white man, red man, black man face. 
 
 All happy like on high. 
 
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 The Believr safe. 
 
 A debtor to mercy alone, 
 
 Of covenant mercy I sing ; 
 Nor fear, with thy righteousness on. 
 
 My person and offering to bring ; 
 The terrors of law and of God, 
 
 With me can have nothing to do; 
 My Saviour's obedience and blood 
 
 Hide all my transgressions from view. 
 
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 ffymnm Indianm. 
 
 In sylyis solus atris sim, 
 Aspiciens clamaverim, 
 
 Et nixus genibus ; 
 In Alto Dens lumine 
 Me videt flentem aspere, 
 
 Ut docet Dominus. 
 
 Is mittat ennm angeliim, 
 Me I'acere tutisginium, 
 
 Si cor solicitat ; 
 Me audit, videt, noscat me, 
 Hortatur me non tremere. 
 
 Nam semper prope stat. 
 
 Itaque Deum diligam, 
 Defendit, donat gratiam, 
 
 Me saivum agere ; 
 Is amat me pauperrimum, 
 Et amo Eum Dominum, 
 
 Orem saepissime. 
 
 Dum senix sim, canescerem, 
 Non linqueret, sed salvus stem, 
 
 Dum mea vita stat ; 
 In coelis turn transferret me, 
 Salvatos omnes visere, 
 Et pariter quae.dat. 
 
 Tuttis est qui veram docirinam Ghriati sequitur, 
 
 Quum debitor gratiae sim, 
 
 Canendum ad gratiam sit ; 
 Et dona et me tulerim, 
 
 Nam Jesus justitia tit ; 
 Terrores et judex et lex, 
 
 Nil facient mi postea ; 
 Est Jesus et Soter et Rex, 
 
 Extincta sunt mi scelera. ; 1 
 
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 The work wliich his p;oo(hioaa hrpan, 
 
 The arm of his strenjifth will complete ; 
 His promise is yea and amen, 
 
 And nev«!r was forfeited yet ; 
 Thinpfs future, nor thinjj^s tliat are now, 
 
 Not all things helow nor ahove. 
 Can make him his purpose forego, 
 
 Or sever my soul from his love. 
 
 My name from the palms of his hands, 
 
 Eternity will not erase ; 
 Impressed on his heart it remains. 
 
 In marks of indellihle grace : 
 Yes, I to the end shall endure, 
 
 As sure as the earnest is given; 
 More happv, hut not more secure, 
 
 The glorified spirits in heaven. 
 
 89. 
 
 Qod the Pilgrirn'a Guide and Strength, 
 
 Guide me, thou great Jehovah, 
 Pilgrim through this harren land ; 
 
 I am weak, but thou ait mighty, 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand ; 
 
 Bread of Heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 Open now the crystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
 Lead me all my journey through ; 
 
 Strong Deliverer, 
 Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 
 if 
 
 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 
 Bear me through the swelling 
 Land me safe on Canaan's si 
 
 Songs of praises, 
 I will ever give to thee, . . 
 
 ^t. 
 
IT)!) 
 
 Hoc opns qnod Is inchoat, 
 
 Potontia Ih finiot ; 
 Finnis8iim> promiHsum Htat, 
 
 Quod luiiKiuam hie delecerit; 
 Fiitura et preHoiia fjuao aint, 
 
 Inl'orna vel coelestia ; 
 Non opera frnataverint, 
 
 Ut cadereni in otlia. 
 
 E manihns quo scriptns sum, 
 
 Aoterno delotiis non aim ; 
 Inacriptua in cor intimuni, 
 
 Extnictus non potuerim ; 
 Ad fincm etiani durabo, 
 
 Eat arrha in hoc data mi ; 
 Securior non fuero, 
 
 In coelis quo sunt angeli. 
 
 S9. 
 
 Peregrinatoris conductor Deu8 est, et Rohor. 
 
 Duce me, Jehova Magna, 
 
 Vagum terra aterili ; 
 Tenuis sum, sed tu pollens, 
 
 Tua nianu fave mi. 
 Panis coeli, 
 
 Ciba me dum egeo. 
 
 Aperi nunc hanc limpidam fontem. 
 
 Fluent aquae medicae ; 
 Nubis columen et ignis, 
 
 Fac me semper ducere ; 
 Vindex valide, 
 
 Mi es robor, clypeum. 
 
 Quum insistam ad Jordanem, 
 
 Tum die cessent timores ; 
 Me per fluetus furiosos, 
 
 Fer ad fines felices ; 
 Cantus laudis, 
 
 Semper tibi dabimus. 
 

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 90. 
 
 160 
 
 The hnsy Bee 
 
 1 How doth the little busy bee 
 
 Improve each shinine hour, 
 
 And gather hone^y all the day, 
 
 From every opening flower. 
 
 2 How skillfully she builds her cell, 
 
 How neat she spreads her wax. 
 And labours hard to store it well, 
 With the sweet food she makes. 
 
 3 In works of labour or of skill, 
 
 I would be busy too ; 
 For Satan finds some mischief still, 
 For idle hands to do. 
 
 4 In books or works or healthful play, 
 
 Let my first years be past ; 
 
 That I may give for every day, 
 
 Some good account at last. 
 
 91. 
 
 Against quarelUng and fighting 
 
 I Let dogs delight to bark and bite, 
 For God hath made them so ; 
 And bears and Mons growl and fight, 
 For 'tis their nature to. 
 
 2 But children you should never let 
 
 Such angry passions rise ; 
 Your little hands were never made 
 To tear each others eyes. 
 
 3 Let love through all yonr actions run, 
 
 And all your words be mild ; 
 Live like the blessed Virgin's Son, 
 That sweet and lovely child. 
 
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 2 
 
 161 
 
 Ajm strenua. 
 
 En ! apis parva, strenua, 
 
 In horis lucidis, 
 Mel colligit industria, 
 
 Floribus patulis. 
 
 Aedificat quam perite, 
 Dum ceram collocat, 
 
 Et cibum dulcem struere, 
 (Quern facit,) cogitat. 
 
 Sic ego sedulissimus 
 
 Sim in optissimis ; 
 Nam Satan pigris manibus, 
 
 Utatur, alacris. 
 
 bic sedulus et utilis, 
 In prim is annis stem ; 
 
 Pro omnibus diebus his, 
 Ut rationera dem. 
 
 Cojiira rixas et dimicatioues, 
 
 1 Latrare et mordere sunt 
 
 Creati canes Domino ; 
 Leones, ursi saeviunt, 
 Natui-a acti, nimio. 
 
 2 At parvuli oportet vos, 
 
 Fraenare iracundias; 
 Ad lacerandos oculos, 
 Non fecit Deus manus has. 
 
 3 Permeet amor facina, 
 
 Et verba fiant mitia ; 
 Ut filio sanctae virginis, 
 Sit omnis vestrum similis, 
 
 4 Ut agnus mitis erat Is, 
 
 Crecente ejus statura ; ' 
 Increvit iile hominis, 
 Et Patris amicitia. 
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 92 
 
 His soul was gentle ns a lamb, 
 
 And as bis stature grew, 
 He grew in favour both with man, 
 
 And God His Father too. 
 
 Now Lord of all lie reigns above, 
 And from his lofty throne,- 
 
 He sees wdiat children dwell in love. 
 And marks them for his own. 
 
 PSALM 95. (Okiginal.) 
 Direct from the Hebrew. 
 
 1 Venitote, cantemus, 
 Et Jehovam adoremus ; 
 Laeti acres iubilemus, 
 
 Laudes, grates peragentes ; 
 In conspectu suo stemus, 
 Deum fortera dum laudemus, 
 Claris vocibus clamemus, 
 
 Salvatorem praecinentes. 
 
 2 Nam Jehova est Supremus, 
 Primus, ultimus, extremus, 
 Exaltissimum cantemus, 
 
 liegum Deum et deorum ; 
 Penetralia terrae tegit, 
 "Fluctus saevos maris regit, 
 iviontium thesauros legit, 
 
 Auctor, Dominus eorum. 
 
 3 Tenet maria et fecit, 
 Terrae fundamcntum jecit ; 
 Super omnia que praesit, 
 
 Deus noster exaltatus ; 
 O adestc, adoremus 1 
 Nos ad tcrram incurvemus, 
 Totis viribus vocemus, 
 
 " Sit ex omnibus laudatus.'* 
 
 4 Ejus populus et pecus, 
 Sumus fecit suum decus; 
 Suis manibus servamur, 
 
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 '\i. 
 
 Nunc supra regiuit Dominus, 
 E tlirono exaltissinio, 
 
 Spectatur anians parvulus, 
 Qui eo ost dclicio. 
 
 -> ■<»»- — 
 
 Suis pnscuis fruamur, 
 
 Pascit, (lucit ot dofcndit ; 
 " Isthac die," dicit nobis, 
 '' Vos audite; testor vobis, 
 Obsequiniini cum probis, 
 
 Dies duni salutem tendit." 
 
 "No ostote obstinati, 
 Ut p.'i routes obdurati 
 Vostrum, olini tarn ingrati, 
 
 Saopo qui mo tontavorunt." 
 "In dosorto quum dogontes, 
 Sums montes obdurantes, 
 Spiritunique fatigantes, 
 
 Me porosi contempserunt." 
 
 "Mea facta negligentes, 
 Mirabilia sporncntcs, 
 Noquo vnceni audientes, 
 
 Qua(h-agiiUa annos pravi." 
 " Turn in cordo dixi meo, 
 Malodicti sint a Deo ; 
 Nam incensus, Id robelles, 
 Meam pacem pcrduelles, 
 
 Non intrabunt, sic juravi." 
 
 PSALM XLVI. 
 
 ' 'om the German of Luther, 
 Arx ])ous est firmissima, 
 rraosidiumque rerum ; 
 Tor omnia pericula, 
 Per omnes vices rerum. 
 Nam inimicus stat, 
 Maligna agitat, 
 Armis, invidih, 
 (Non simiiis,) utetur. 
 
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 91 
 
 2 Sr nobis fideamiis iios, 
 
 Sit hostis triumph ator ; 
 Sed facit nos tutissinios, 
 Qui datus est Salvator. 
 
 Quis sit? inquirisne? 
 
 Jesus, certissiine, 
 
 Sabaoth Dominus ; 
 • Deus Ipsissimus, 
 
 In pugnis semper victor. 
 
 3 Sit mundus plenus daemonum, 
 
 Hiantium nos vorare, 
 Non timeamus impctum ; 
 Vult Deus nos servare. 
 Heus! tenebrarum dux ! 
 Maligne. furens, trux ; 
 Ludibrium tu sis, 
 Damnatus, debilis ; 
 Te fugat parvum dictum. 
 
 4 Hoc dictum regnnt ubique ; 
 
 Pro nobis id debellat ; 
 Dat Deus opes libere, 
 Et inimicos pellat. 
 
 Pereant omnia 
 
 Bona terrestria ; 
 
 Peri m ant coipora ; 
 
 Stant nobis optima — 
 
 Aeternum nostrum regnum. 
 
 MY MOTHER. 
 
 Mho fed me from her gentle bread. 
 
 Quae me nutrivit pectore, 
 In ulnis atque mulsit me. 
 Me osculans dulcissime ? 
 
 Mea mater. 
 Turbatus quum non dormii^ 
 Quae dulciter cantavit mi, 
 Demulccns me dum quievi ? 
 
 Mea mater. 
 
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 3 Quae fuit ciistos capitis, 
 <Aibante me cnnabiJis, 
 Amantibus cum lacrimis ? 
 Mea mater. 
 
 4 ?i[^^^'«^'ibus quum fleverim, 
 Quae videns decrecentem v m, 
 Deflevit qma mortuus Sim ? 
 
 Mea mater. 
 
 5 Q»;je cucurrit quum cecidi, 
 Umi fabulis me blandiri, 
 -Kemedioque osculi ? 
 
 Mea mater. 
 
 6 Quae docuit orare me, 
 ^t Scripturas diliger^, 
 J^t Jesumsequistrenue? 
 
 Mea mater. 
 
 7 Et possim te deserrere 
 Ut amem non, non servem te, 
 
 Potissmiumamantemme? 
 Mea mater. 
 
 O non ! abhorream talem rem 
 Et, pace Dei, salvus sten, ' 
 Conhdo te ut compensem, 
 Mea mater. 
 
 9 Quiim senex eris, debilis, 
 teustineam te ulnis his, 
 Verbisque actis strenuis, 
 Mea mater. ' 
 
 '"^ vLl'M'^^'^^^^^^J^cebis, 
 Vigilabo cum auxiliis, 
 
 Amantibusque lacrimis, 
 
 Mea mater. 
 
 II Nam Domino altissimo 
 I)isplicitus affuero, 
 oi unquam te dispicio, 
 Mea mater. 
 
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 INDEX. 
 
 Page. 
 
 A debtor to mercy alone 156 
 
 Abide with nie, fast falls the eventide. . . .20, 22 
 
 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound ! . . . . 36 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 40 
 
 Angels roll the rock away 106 
 
 All people that on earth do dwell 66 
 
 Awake, my soul, to joyful lays 116 
 
 Brethren, while we sojourn here 122 
 
 liroad is the road that leads to death 146 
 
 Begone unbelief — the Saviour is near 134 
 
 Come thou Almighty King 72 
 
 Come, weary sinner in whose breast 144 
 
 Cheer up my soul, there is a mercy-seat. . . 130 
 
 Come in Jehovah's name rejoice 26 
 
 Come thou Fount of every blessing 28 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate 86 
 
 Dark i)roblems vexed my jaded mind 60 
 
 Deathless spirit, now arise 70 
 
 Doxologies 9 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains 32 
 
 Fierce was the billow wild 110 
 
 From every tongue let songs ascend 100 
 
 God is the Refuge of His saints 118 
 
 Glory to Thee, my God, this night 38 
 
 Guide me, thou Great Jehovah 158 
 
 Hark ! ye mortals, come adore him 102 
 
 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 50 
 
 How firm a foundation, ve saints 64 
 
 How condescending and how kind 84 
 
 How lost was my condition when Jesus ... 28 
 
 Hojv pleasant, how divinely fair 118 
 
 Hush, my dear, lie still and slumlier 124 
 
 Fow tedious and tasteless the hours 132 
 
167 
 
 ilo w cloth the little ])iisy bee j (jq 
 
 How sweet and awful is tiie place. . . [ . . 142, 154 
 
 Iheard the voice of Jesus say '122 
 
 If the Lord our leader be \ j ;^(j 
 
 In de dark wood, no Indian nigh .* VjH 
 
 I could not do without Thee * 9(3 
 
 I was wandering and weary [][ 52 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er . . , . 53 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be ...* ]og 
 
 Jesus Refuge of niy soul U 
 
 Just as I am without one plea jg 
 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken 24 
 
 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness .... . .[ ]04 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home 150 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, my God gQ 
 
 Lead, kindly Light jOO 
 
 Let dogs delight to bark and bite. . . ..... ico 
 
 Let us awake our joys j 14 
 
 Luther's Hymn jg.^ 
 
 My Mother 1C4 
 
 My country, 'tis of thee * §2 
 
 My faith looks up to thee ,' §4 
 
 JNIearer my God to Thee ' * ' ' * jg 
 
 Nay, I cannot let Thee go 94 
 
 O could we speak the matchless worth .... 120 
 
 O.Thou in whose presence my soul 5Q 
 
 O Rock of Ages, since on Thee 12 
 
 O Ghrist, what burdens bowed thy head . . SO 
 
 One there is above all others 43 
 
 O where are Kings and Empires now II4 
 
 O what is life I^q 
 
 Psalm C 2(5 
 
 Psalm XXIII . .... 93 
 
 Psalm XCV ]62 
 
 Psalm XLVI .'..."'....' 102 
 
 Jiock of Agt's, cleft for me 14 
 
\ 
 
 I 
 
 168 
 
 '.} 1 
 
 Salvation I O the joyful sound 104 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer 34 
 
 Stand up my soul 40 
 
 Shew pity Lord, O Lord forgive 42 
 
 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear 68 
 
 The caged bird will sweetly sing 10 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare 96 
 
 The spacious firmament on high 92 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not 
 
 deplore thee 74 
 
 'Twas on that night when 152 
 
 Thou Rock of Ages still the same 90 
 
 Thou Rock of Ages still the same 90 
 
 The hour of my departure's come 54 
 
 Through every age, eternal God 68 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood 78 
 
 The day is past and gone 148 
 
 There is a land of pure delight 34 
 
 Tell me the old, old story 46 
 
 There is a house not made with hands .... 44 
 
 'Twas on that dark and doleful night 142 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave, but 74 
 
 Thy blov)d, O Christ, thy precious blood . . 44 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame 60 
 
 When I can read my title clear 78 
 
 Why do we mourn departing friends 76 
 
 W^hen all thy mercies, my God 106 
 
 When gathering storms around I view. ... 112 
 
 What various hindrances we meet 126 
 
 When Joseph his brethren beheld 138 
 
 While life prolongs its precious light 146 
 
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 ERRATA. 
 
 Hymn 12 : Stanza 2 line 5, read ; muitiplicia. 
 
 Hymn 22 : Stanza 1 line 7 : omit mi. 
 
 Hymn 40 : Stanza 2, for line 3, read : Et nullam undam doloris. 
 
 Hymn 4(5 : Stanza 1 line 7, read : adherere. 
 
 *' " 5 line 4, road : Ecclesiam. 
 
 Hymn 60 : Stanza 4 line 5, read : floribus ornatac. 
 Hymn 65 : Stanza 4 line 2, read : for at read et. 
 Hymn 73: Stanza 2 line 1, read: acstatis. 
 
 '* '* " 2, read : aestatem. 
 
104 
 34 
 40 
 42 
 68 
 10 
 96 
 92