But thy spirit, brother, soars away

Among the faithful blest, Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest.

And when the Lord shall summon us
Whom thou now hast left behind,
May we, untainted by the world,
As sure a welcome find;
May each, like thee, depart in peace,
To be a glorious, happy guest,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

RIDE ON IN MAJESTY

RIDE on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die ;

O Christ, thy triumphs now begin
O'er captive death and conquer'd sin!
Ride on ! ride on in majesty !
The winged armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes
To see the approaching sacrifice.
Ride on ! ride on in majesty !
The last and fiercest strife is nigh;
The Father on his sapphire throne
Expects his own anointed Son.

Ride on ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Bow thy meek head to mortal pain,
Then take, O God, thy power, and reign!

I need thy presence every passing hour. What but thy grace can foil the Tempter's power?

Who like thyself my guide and stay can be?

Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me!

I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless : Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting, where, grave, thy victory?

I triumph still, if thou abide with me.

Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies:

Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee :

In life and death, O Lord, abide with me!

"LO, WE HAVE LEFT ALL"

JESUS, I my cross have taken,

All to leave, and follow thee; Destitute, despis'd, forsaken,

Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. Perish every fond ambition,

All I've sought and hop'd and known, Yet how rich is my condition,

God and heaven are still my own!

Let the world despise and leave me,

They have left my Saviour, too;
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like man, untrue;
And, while thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends may shun me:
Show thy face, and all is bright.

Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
In thy service pain is pleasure ;
With thy favor loss is gain.
I have call'd thee Abba, Father;

I have stay'd my heart on thee:
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.

Man may trouble and distress me,

'T will but drive me to thy breast;

Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, 't is not in grief to harm me,

While thy love is left to me!
Oh, 't were not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmix'd with thee!

Take, my soul, thy full salvation,
Rise o'er sin and fear and care;
Joy to find in every station

Something still to do or bear.
Think what Spirit dwells within thee;
What a Father's smile is thine
What a Saviour died to win thee:
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?

Haste then on from grace to glory,
Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by prayer ;
Heaven's eternal day 's before thee,
God's own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission,
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days,
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise !

THE SECRET PLACE

THERE is a safe and secret place
Beneath the wings divine,
Reserv'd for all the heirs of grace :
Oh, be that refuge mine!

The least and feeblest there may bide
Uninjur'd and unaw'd ;

While thousands fall on every side,

He rests secure in God.

The angels watch him on his way, And aid with friendly arm; And Satan, roaring for his prey, May hate, but cannot harm.

He feeds in pastures large and fair
Of love and truth divine;

O child of God, O glory's heir,
How rich a lot is thine!

A hand almighty to defend,
An ear for every call,
An honor'd life, a peaceful end,
And heaven to crown it all!