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angelic spirits, "and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands."
But not to pursue this pleasing subject any farther, I would only observe in conclusion, that if the present selection should tend to promote what is most desirable in public worship—congregational singing: if it should soothe in the slightest degree the anguish of affliction: or if it should in any measure raise the heart to God, and give a heaven-ward direction to the thoughts and affections—I shall be more than recompensed a thousand fold, for the trouble of the coriipilation; and would say, with lowly reverence, in the words of the psalmist, "to thy name O Lord be the glory!"
C. P. PRICE, M. A.
Ye have received the spirit of adoption.
Bom. viii, 16. Abba, Father, while we sing, Hear the thankful praise we bring; Taught to cast our cares on thee, Daily mercies Lord we see. Yet, enrich us with thy grace, Give us with thy sons a place.
By thy Holy Spirit led;
Nourish'd with celestial bread;
Strengthen'd through their mortal strife;
Kept to everlasting life;
Peace and hope to them are given;
Time and glory, earth and heaven.
What though trials meet us here?
"This do in remembrance of me." Luke xxii. 19.
According to thy gracious word,
In meek humility
I will remember thee.
Thy body, broken for my sake,
My bread from heav'n shall be;
Remember thee and all thy pains,
And all thy love to me!
Will I remember thee.
And when these failing lips grow dumb,
And thought and mem'ry flee; When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, O Lord remember me. Sacrament.
For we know that if our earthly house. 3 Cor. v. 1.
A House we have not made with hands,
Eternal and on high;
Till God shall bid it fly.
Shortly this prison of my clay
Then shall my soul with joy obey
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;
And present Lord with thee.
As thy day, so shall thy strength be. Deut. zxxiii. 25.
Afflicted soul, to Christ draw near,
Let not thy heart despond, and say
Thy faith is weak thy foes are strong,
When hov'ring death appears in view