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HYMN 109. L. M.

The Passing Bell.

1 Oft as the bell, with solemn toll,
Speaks the departure of a soul,
Let each one ask himself, "Am I
Prepared, should I be called to die!"

2 Lord Jesus, help me now to flee,
And seek my hope alone in thee;
Apply thy blood, thy Spirit give,
Subdue my sins, and in me live.

3 Then when the solemn bell I hear,
If saved from guilt, I need not fear;
Nor would the thought distressing be,
Perhaps it next may toll for me.

4 Rather, my spirit would rejoice,

And wait impatient for thy voice; Glad when it bids me earth resign, Secure of heaven, if thou art mine.

HYMN 110. S. M.


1 Once more, before we part,
We'll bless the Saviour's name :
Record his mercies, every heart;

Sing, every tongue, the same.

3 Onht o ni a'on tye sen,
Ne ra ge wea ni yoh,
A on sa ha gye na ni ih!
Ro ya ner jit hoh son.

4 Ta gye na was o ne,

A ga de rea na yen;

O toh sa ga dya ton da go,
N'a gi he ye on wel.

TEYERIHWAHKWATHA 111. 8's & 7's.

1 Sa ya ner eh yenh skwaht ka we,
Sa ya ta de riht s'ra gon;

A on gwa tyen hah se o nen,
N'a ge rih wa no ronh kwe:
Ta gye na was ta gye na was,
Ji te wa ga ta wen ri.

2 Wa gon ya ton ren ne nea ne,
Ne sah rih wa do genh ti;
Ne o ni sa ya ta d'riht s'ra,
Ne a ga nen hon ta ne;
Tyot kon tyot kon eh na yoh ton,
Ne neh to genh ske on weh.

3 'Nen enh shon gwa ronh yen ha re,
Onh wen ja geh it 'we se;
Ka ronh ya goh ro non na ah,
I eh en yonk hi non ke;

Ji n'yen hen we ji n'yen hen we,
Tyot kon en te we se ke.

2 Hoard up his sacred word,

And feed thereon and grow;

Go on to seek and know the Lord, And practice that you know.

HYMN 111. 8's and 7's.


1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Fill our hearts with joy and peace;
Let us each thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace.
O refresh us, O refresh us,

Travelling through this wilderness.

2 Thanks we give and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound: May the fruits of thy salvation

In our hearts and lives abound. Ever faithful, ever faithful

To the truth may we be found.

3 So, whene'er the signal's given,
Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey,

May we ever, may we ever

Reign with Christ in endless day.


Or hon ge neh.

1 Jeht n'a gwa don hets sat kets koh,
A e se ne ne Ka rah kwa :

Na ho ten sa de rih hon te,
Ken wen da tye sats te nya ron.

2 Sa dih sa ya ta gen he yon,
Or hon geh ji enh sat kets ko,
Ne wa hon ni Ra wea ni yoh,
Aht sea ni denh ta se he ke.
3 Sa ja ta go nen ka ri wes,
Ak te ne ji ni sa tye ren;
Son hi yo hak ne ken wen te,
Ji ni yoht n'en sa don hok ten.
4 Ne ye sa wih wa deh ya ron,
Ne neh en se ni gon ra rak:
Sat se ro nyah kwent ho se ke
Ta we weh ni se ro wa nen.
5 Toh sa ne sa wea no reh tak,
Tenh non sa ni gonh ri yo hak;
Ji ni yoht yo ronh yo ge wen,
I gen Ni yoh ra gah ri yoh.

6 Sen nonk ton yonht s'ra rad kah thohs,

Ji ni sa yo tenh se ro ten,

Ji oni te sa ta wen ri,

A gwe gon ro de ryen ta re.

7 Jeht sat kets ko n'a gwa don hets,
Non wa o neh te se ri wahk:
O ni ye ronh ya geh ro non,
Te s'wa ye na on we senht s'ra.

HYMN 112. L. M.

For the Morning.

1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;

Shake off dull sloth, and early rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Redeem thy misspent moments past,
And live this day as if the last :
Thy talents to improve take care;
For the great day thyself prepare.

3 Let all thy converse be sincere,

Thy conscience as the noonday clear;
For God's all-seeing eye surveys
Thy secret thoughts, thy works and ways.

4 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High glory to the Eternal King.

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