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Before him, on the mountains,
Shall peace the herald go,

And righteousness in fountains
From hill to valley flow.

3 For him shall prayer unceasing,
And daily vows ascend;
His kingdom still increasing,
A kingdom without end:
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove;
His name shall stand for ever;
His name to us is—Love.

CoMMON. 210. SIGourney.
Close of the year.

O THOU, who dwellest in the heavens,
Whom angels love and fear,
Who giv'st us in thy tender love
To close another year,

2 Did'st for our many daily wants
Unceasingly provide,

And grant us friends and parents dear
Our thoughtless steps to guide,-

3 When sickness smote our feeble frames, Did'st take away our pain,

And e'en when others sought the grave,
Restored our health again,_

4 And bade the lamp of knowledge shine With radiance full and free,

And sent thy holy Book to show
The path that leads to thee,_

5 O! give us good and grateful hearts Thy mercy to endure,

And take our spirits, when we die,

Where they can praise thee more.

CoMMON. 211. EDMEston.
The same subject.

W HILE o another rolling year,
The care of God we trace;
What bounties of His hand have crown'd
Each moment of its space'

2 His mercy loads each passing hour
With some new mark of good;

And gives us, as our wants return,
Our home, and clothes, and food.

3 Our lives, our health, and all we have, Our parents and our friends,

Are all among the bounteous store
Of blessings that he sends.

4 Yet the rich treasures of his grace Are better far than they ;

0 let us from our inmost hearts For these best blessings pray.

LoNG. 212. WESLEY.
The same subject.

PASS a few swiftly fleeting years,

And all 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 be there?


Sevens AND Sixes. 213. HEBER.

FRQM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.

2. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;

Though every prospect pleases,

And only man is vile:

n vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;

The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny
Salvation' O, salvation :
The joyful sound proclaim;
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learn'd Messiah's name.

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THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord,
In every star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy Word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days, thy power confess'

But the blest volume thou hast writ,
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.

3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand;

So when thy truth began its race,
It touch'd and gianced on every land.

4 Nor shall the spreading gospel rest,
Till thro' the world thy truth has run;

Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light, and feel the sun.

5 Great Sun of righteousness arise, Bless the dark world with heavenly light:

Thy gospel makes the simple wise; Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.


O, ye messengers of God,
Like the beams of morning fly;
Take the wonder-working rod,
Wave the banner cross on high .

2. Where the golden gates of day
Open on the palmy East,

Wide the bleeding cross display,
Spread the gospel's richest feast

3 Visit ev'ry heathen soil,
Ev'ry barren, curning strand,

Bid each dreaty region shine,
Lovely as to promised land.

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