3 But thy right hand, thy powerful arm,
Whose succour they implored,—
Thy providence protected them,
Who thy great Name adored.

4 As thee their God our fathers own'd,
So thou art still our King;
O, therefore, as thou didst to them,
To us deliv'rance bring.

5 To thee the glory we ascribe,
From whom salvation came;
In God, our shield, we will rejoice,
And ever bless thy Name.

BENEVOLENT.

244 (1032)

C. M.

Corinth, 60: T.P. 99. Arlington, 49: T.P. 98. ATHER of mercies, send thy grace, All-powerful, from above,

FATH

To form in our obedient souls

The image of thy love.

2 O! may our sympathizing breasts That generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy,

And weep for others' woe.

3 When poor and helpless sons of grief In deep distress are laid,

Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,
And swift our hands to aid.

4 So Jesus look'd on dying man,
When, throned above the skies,
And in the Father's bosom blest,
He felt compassion rise.

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew,
To bless a ruin'd race;

We would, O Lord, thy steps pursue,
Thy bright example trace.

WATCH-NIGHT.

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Benevento, 149: T.P. 150.

WE

8 lines 78.

Watchman, 152: T.P. 153.

HILE, with ceaseless course, the sun
Hasted through the former year,

Many souls their race have run,

Never more to meet us here: Fix'd in an eternal state,

They have done with all below; We a little longer wait,

But how little, none can know.

2 As the wingéd arrow flies

Speedily the mark to find; As the lightning from the skies

Darts, and leaves no trace behind,—
Swiftly thus our fleeting days

Bear us down life's rapid stream;
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise;
All below is but a dream.

3 Thanks for mercies past receive;
Pardon of our sins renew;

Teach us henceforth how to live
With eternity in view:

Bless thy word to young and old;
Fill us with a Saviour's love;
And when life's short tale is told,
May we reign with thee above.

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10, 5, 11.

Come, let us anew," 180: T.P. 186.
OME, let us anew our journey pursue,
Roll round with the year,

COME

And never stand still till the Master appear. His adorable will let us gladly fulfil,

And our talents improve,

By the patience of hope, and the labour of love.

2 Our life is a dream; our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away,

And the fugitive moment refuses to stay.
The arrow is flown,-the moment is gone;
The millennial year

Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's here.
3 O that each, in the day of His coming, may

say,

I have fought my way through;

I have finish'd the work thou didst give me to

do.

O that each from his Lord may receive the glad word,

Well and faithfully done!

Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne.

247 (1054)

C. M.

Ortonville, 82: T.P. 52. Naomi, 79: T.P. 60.

OME, let us use the grace divine,
And all, with one accord,

In a perpetual cov'nant join

Ourselves to Christ the Lord;

2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' power,

His Name to glorify;

And promise, in this sacred hour,

For God to live and die.

3 The cov'nant we this moment make Be ever kept in mind;

We will no more our God forsake,
Or cast his words behind.

4 We never will throw off his fear,
Who hears our solemn vow;
And if thou art well pleased to hear,
Come down, and meet us now.

5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Let all our hearts receive;
Present with the celestial host,
The peaceful answer give.

6 To each the cov'nant blood apply,
Which takes our sins away;
And register our names on high,
And keep us to that day.

BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE.

248 (1059)

C. M.

Tallis, 89: T.P. 91. St. Ann, 86: T.P. 90.

Windsor, 94: T.P. 84.

GOD, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home :-

2 Under the shadow of thy throne
Still may we dwell secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.

3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.

BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE.

4 A thousand ages, in thy sight, Are like an evening gone;

Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.

5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

6 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in foll'wing years.

7 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;

Be thou our guide while life shall last, And our perpetual home!

249 (1060)

L. M.

Zephyr, 47: T.P. 36. Federal Street, 12: T.P. 16.

HOW

OW vain is all beneath the skies!
How transient every earthly bliss!

How slender all the fondest ties

That bind us to a world like this!

2 The evening cloud, the morning dew,
The with'ring grass, the fading flower,
Of earthly hopes are emblems true-
The glory of a passing hour.

3 But though earth's fairest blossoms die,
And all beneath the skies is vain,
There is a brighter world on high,
Beyond the reach of care and pain.
4 Then let the hope of joys to come
Dispel our cares, and chase our fears:
If God be ours, we're traveling home,
Though passing through a vale of tears.