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Bemembrance.

EARTH'S transitory things decay;
Its pomps, its pleasures pass away;
But the sweet memory of the good
Survives in the vicissitude.

2 As, 'mid the ever-rolling sea,
The eternal isles established be,
'Gainst which the surges of the main
Fret, dash, and break themselves in vain;-
3 As in the heavens, the urns divine
Of golden light for ever shine;
Tho' clouds may darken, storms may rage,
They still shine on from age to age;
4 So, through the ocean tide of years,
The memory of the just appears;
So, through the tempest and the gloom,
The good man's virtues light the tomb.

John Bowring.

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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 fiery 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 storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all!

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest;

And not a wave of trouble roll

Across my peaceful breast.

893

"Saints' Inventory."

IF God is mine, then present things
And things to come are mine;
Yea, Christ, his word, and Spirit too,
And glory all divine.

2 If he is mine, then from his love
He every trouble sends;

All things are working for my good,
And bliss his rod attends.

3 If he is mine, let friends forsake,
Let wealth and honor flee:
Sure he who giveth me himself
Is more than these to me.

4 Oh, tell me, Lord, that thou art mine; What can I wish beside?

My soul shall at the fountain live,
When all the streams are dried.

PALESTRINA. C. M.

Isaac Watts.

Benjamin Beddome.

G. P. A. PALESTRINA.

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Unshaken as the sa-cred hill, And fixed as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, That leans, O Lord, on thee!

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Он, blessing rich, for sons of men
Members of Christ to be,

Joined to the holy Son of God

In wondrous unity.

2 O Jesus, our great Head divine, From whom most freely flow

The streams of life and strength and To all the frame below: [warmth

3 Keep us as members sound and whole Within thy body true; Build us into a temple fair,

Meet stones in order due.

4 Keep us good branches of thy vine,
Large store of fruit to yield;
Keep us as sheep that wander not
From thy most pleasant field.

5 For one with God, O Jesus blest,
We are, when one with thee,

With saints on earth and saints at rest
A glorious company.

Protection.-Psalm 34.

William W. How.

897 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life,

In trouble, and in joy,

The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.

2 Oh, magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his name!
When in distress to him I called,
He to my rescue came.

3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
Deliverance he affords to all,
Who on his succor trust.

4 Oh, make but trial of his love;
Experience will decide,

How blest are they, and only they, Who in his truth confide.

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YE souls for whom the Son did die,
In whom the Spirit dwells,
Your sweet amazement riseth high,
And strong your rapture swells.

2 Who spared not that Son divine?
Who sent that Spirit sweet?
Father, the work of love is thine,
The wonder is complete.

3 Thrice blesséd souls, by heavenly love
Elect, redeemed, renewed;
Through endless years, below, above,
By heavenly love pursued!

4 Lord! wouldst thou set thy love on me And choose me in thy Son?

Lord hath my heart been given to thee?
Hath love in me begun?

5 Ne'er let thy smile from me depart,
My heart from thee remove!
Eternal Lover, teach my heart
Thine own eternal love.

Thomas H. Gill.

ECKHARDTSHEIM. C. M.

CHARLES ZEUNER.

My God, the covenant of thy love A-bides for ever sure; And in its matchless grace I feel My hap-pi-ness se-cure.

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