Nor should we wish the hours more slow,
To keep us from our love.

3 Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There once the flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.

4 The graves of all his saints he blest,
And soften'd every bed:

Where should the dying members rest,
But with their dying Head?

5 Thence he arose, ascending high,
And show'd our feet the way:
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly,

"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.

Canada-p. 75.] HYMN 566. L. M. HRINKING from the cold hand of death, I soon shall gather up my feet; Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, And die,-my father's God to meet. 2 Number'd among thy people, I Expect with joy thy face to see:Because thou didst for sinners die, Jesus, in death remember me! 3 O that without a ling'ring groan, I may the welcome word receive! My body with my charge lay down, And cease at once to work and live! 4 Walk with me through the dreadful shade, And, certified that thou art mine, My spirit, calm, and undismay'd, I shall into thy hands resign.

5 No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom,
Shall damp whom Jesus' presence cheers:
My Light, my Life, my God is come,
And glory in his face appears'

Angel's Hymn-p. 84.] HYMN 567. L. M,
ASS a few swiftly fleeting years,
PASS at that now in bodies live,
Shall quit, like me, the vale of tears,
Their righteous sentence to receive.
2 But all before they hence remove,
May mansions for themselves prepare,
In that eternal house above:

And, O my God, shall I Le there?

Nazareth-p. 82.] HYMN 568. L. M.

TH

HE morning flowers display their sweets
And gay their silken leaves unfold,
As careless of the noontide heats,
As fearless of the evening cold.
2 Nipt by the wind's untimely blast,
Parch'd by the sun's directer ray,
The momentary glories waste,

The short-liv'd beauties die away.
3 So blooms the human face divine,
When youth its pride of beauty shows:
Fairer than spring the colours shine,
And sweeter than the virgin rose.
4 Or worn by slowly-rolling years,
Or broke by sickness in a day,
The fading glory disappears,

The short-liv'd beauties die away.

5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb,
With lustre brighter far shall shine,
Revive with ever-during bloom,

Safe from diseases and decline,

6 Let sickness blast, let death devour,
If heaven must recompense our pains:
Perish the grass, and fade the flower,
If firm the word of God remains.

Slateford-p. 199.] HYMN 569. 2 6s & 4
GAIN we lift our voice,

A

And shout our solemn joy!
Cause of highest raptures this,
Raptures that shall never fail!
Sce a soul escap'd to bliss,
Keep the Christian festival!

2 Our friend is gone

before
To that celestial shore;
He hath left his mates behind,
He hath all the storms outrode;
Found the rest we toil to find,
Landed in the arms of God.

3 And shall we mourn to see
Our fellow prisoner free?

Free from doubts, and griefs, and fears,
In the haven of the skies:
Can we weep to see the tears
Wip'd for ever from his eyes?
4 No, dear companion, no!
We gladly let thee go,

From a suffering church beneath,

To a reigning church above:
Thou hast more than conquer'd death;
Thou art crown'd with life and love.

5 Thou, in thy youthful prime,
Hast leap'd the bounds of time:
Suddenly from earth releas'd,
Lo! we now rejoice for thee;
Taken to an early rest,
Caught into eternity.

6 Thither may we repair,
That glorious bliss to share!
We shall see the welcome day,
We shall to the summons bow:.
Come, Redeemer, come away:

Now prepare, and take us now!

St. Ann's-p. 9.] HYMN 570. C. M.

AIN man, the fond pursuits forbear;
Repent, thy end is nigh:

Death at the farthest can't be far:
O! think before thou die.

2 Refiect; thou hast a soul to save;
Thy sins, how high they mount!
What are thy hopes beyond the grave?
How stands that dark account?

3 Death enters, and there's no defence;
His time there's none can tell;
He'll in a moment call thee hence,
To heaven, or down to hell.

4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care,
Shall crawling worms consume:
But ah! destruction stops not there;
Sin kills beyond the tomb.

ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD.

Paradise-p. 40.] HYMN 571. C. M.
HY life I read, my gracious Lord,
With transport all divine;

Thine image trace in every word,
Thy love in every line.

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms
Spread c'er thy lovely face,
While infants in thy tender arms
Receive the smiling grace.

3 "I take these little lambs," said he,
"And lay them in my breast;
Protection they shall find in me,
In me be ever blest.

4 "Death may the bands of life unloose,
But can't dissolve my love:
Millions of infant souls compose

The family above.

5 "Their feeble frames my power shall rais, And mould with heavenly skill;

I'll give them tongues to sing my praise,
And hands to do my will."

6 His words the happy parents hear,
And shout with joys divine;
O Saviour, all we have and are
Shall be for ever thine.

DESCRIBING JUDGMENT.

Aylesbury-p. 91.] HYMN 572. S. M.
NHOU Judge of quick and dead,
Before whose bar severe,

With holy joy, or guilty dread,
We all shall soon appear;
Our caution'd souls prepare
For that tremendous day,
And fill us now with watchful care,
And stir us up to pray:

2 To pray and wait the hour,
That awful hour unknown,

When rob'd in majesty and power,

Thou shalt from heaven come down,